Black mist descends, and I and the witches take refuge in the dungeon.

disturbed!

A strong sense of unease arose in the Goblin King's mind!

will die!

You'll die!

Even though his brain was being eroded by the black mist and little of his consciousness remained, the Goblin King's natural fear of death still made him restless.

His muscles bulged, and his struggle became noticeably more intense.

This played right into Mil's hands.

The more fiercely the Goblin King struggled, the more violently the dust was stirred up.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

During the struggle, the Goblin King was panting heavily, and his heavy breathing drew in the dust that filled the air into his lungs.

Not only his mouth and nose, but even the pores of his skin were covered by the powder.

The powder seemed to have a life of its own, constantly drilling into the Goblin King's body.

Mir stared at the Goblin King before him, took a deep breath, and then suddenly shouted at Renee:

"Miss Renee! Back off!"

The next moment, Mir actually controlled two different magic elements with both hands simultaneously!

He first extended his left hand and used the Wind Whisper to pull Renee back, while at the same time he pressed down with his right hand, causing the flames to intensify again and continue to surge into the pit.

The moment the flames came into contact with the dust, an extremely violent explosion occurred!

The terrifying power of the explosion caused the entire passage to tremble, and the Goblin King, who was at the very center of the explosion, was charred black all over, and his rough green skin was almost completely blown off.

But... this isn't over yet.

The Goblin King's body is currently repairing itself at an astonishing rate.

Flesh and skin were growing at an alarming rate, while the once prominent abdomen was rapidly shrinking as the body continued to repair itself.

But Mil, watching this scene, showed not the slightest bit of panic.

Renee was still in her demonized state, and her voice had an inexplicably strange and ethereal quality:

"This won't do. It will still survive. Someone needs to hold it back! I'll tear its skin off completely. Don't worry about me, just set us on fire together!"

As Renee spoke, she was about to rush over.

But Mil grabbed Renee and said in a deep voice:

"Rennie! Don't move, this is all planned! Look closely, while it's repairing its own flesh and blood, the dust is also buried directly into that guy's body along with the growing flesh and blood!"

Since its outer shell is so tough it can't be broken, then kill it from the inside!

Hearing Mil's words, Renee subconsciously focused her gaze and saw that the grayish-white powder had indeed fused with the flesh and blood that the Goblin King had regenerated.

"Is it possible?"

Renee was a little nervous.

Mil firmly stated:

"able!"

The next instant, the powder began to decompose rapidly upon contact with the blood inside the goblin's skin, releasing a large amount of heat and gas!

This is a dust that Mir found in this world, a type of dust with elemental properties extremely similar to ammonium bicarbonate that he had encountered in his previous life.

When this dust comes into contact with a complex of acidic minerals, it can generate a large amount of localized high temperature, provided the surrounding environment is sufficiently humid!

The explosion of so much dust inside the Goblin King's body was equivalent to countless tiny suns exploding inside that bastard's body!

Moreover, the external force of dust explosions continuously weakens it.

With both factors combined, Mil simply couldn't believe that this thing could still survive!

Sure enough! The Goblin King's entire body suffered extensive skin peeling and burns the instant those chemical reactions occurred!

The intense pain caused the Goblin King to howl in agony.

It became even more irrational, roaring and smashing against the surrounding walls.

But this action will not have any effect; it will only tear his newly grown flesh apart again.

The repeated growth eventually made the once invulnerable skin surface become fragile!

As Mir looked at the skin that the flames had previously been unable to penetrate, now beginning to blister, a look of excitement appeared on his face.

Indeed, everything must follow the law of conservation of energy!

The Goblin King's ability to recover is related to the food he eats.

As he constantly repairs his body and wastes that energy, his outer skin can no longer maintain that strength!

"Anderbel, Miss Renée, don't let go, hold on to the chains! This is the most crucial moment! We absolutely cannot let that thing struggle and escape, otherwise we won't have a single day of peace left!"

As Mir's voice faded, Andrebel did not reply; she simply gritted her teeth and gripped the chains of light behind Mir tightly.

Blood dripped continuously from her palm, even staining some of the chains red!

Renee didn't even have time to transform her hands into demonic forms before she grabbed the chains, her arms burning and emitting puffs of white smoke.

But neither of them uttered a single word.

Everyone now has only one goal: to kill the Goblin King right here!

The burning flames, combined with the chemical changes within his body, made the Goblin King's skin brittle!

He twisted his body, and the chains scraped large patches of skin off his body, revealing the bright red flesh beneath.

The Goblin King's roar began to weaken and diminish.

If the Goblin King's previous roar was like muffled thunder, then his voice now sounded more like the dying howl of a beast.

Watching the Goblin King struggle weaker and weaker, Mir did not let his guard down in the slightest.

He raised the soul lamp in his hand and then poured his magic essence into it.

Goblins are cunning creatures, and the goblin king has most likely been corrupted by the black mist. What if he has an even more sophisticated way of feigning death?

So, Mir threw the red lantern, which was filled with his own magic essence, directly into the pit where the goblin king was.

The reason for doing this is quite simple:

First, eliminate the black mist on the Goblin King's corpse to avoid potential danger.

Second, let's add fuel to the fire for that bastard!

At that moment, terrifying flames engulfed its feet and calves, burning its bones and flesh to a crisp!

The flames left burn marks on the exposed skin, and the air was filled with the smell of roasted meat.

However, the grilled meat smelled somewhat fishy and pungent.

The Goblin King finally became frightened and tried to escape, but he was firmly chained up by Mil.

The smell of burning flesh and blood became increasingly noticeable!

The Goblin King's legs began to tremble violently after the wave of fire, as if he were about to lose his balance!

Gradually, he finally collapsed!