Reynolds felt a hint of threat from this noble man, his eyes tightly fixed on Adric.

He noticed the surrounding space suddenly flickered, as if it were about to collapse at any moment.

Adric suddenly reached out his hand, holding a dried orc head: "He was very powerful. I will take his brain back for research, I should learn a lot."

"Tomb Guardian!" Reynolds showed an incredulous expression as he saw this scene, for the first time his demeanor wavered a bit.

He knew the power of the Tomb Guardian better than anyone; even for maintaining this space, the energy consumption would not lead to him being easily found and beheaded silently.

With the death of the Tomb Guardian, the energy he had previously infused into this space gradually dissipated.

A moment later, this space completely shattered, and everyone reappeared on those mountains.

Arnold was rescued by Swain at the first moment, sent to the rear for treatment, and quickly transported onto a Space Airship, heading to the Space Fortress.

Reynolds watched it all without intervening, not because he didn't want to move, but because Adric was always watching him, preventing him from acting rashly.

Afterward, everyone from both the beastmen's side and Black Sail's side left, except for Reynolds and Adric.

A shocking battle began again; no one could see what was happening there, only the continuous collapse of mountains and the sinking of earth.

From a distance, only purple butterflies could be seen flittering here and there, appearing and dispersing.

About two hours later, the battle gradually eased its pace.

Reynolds was panting at this moment, with several small wounds on his body, as if bitten by mosquitoes.

These wounds wouldn't heal, with fresh blood continuously seeping out.

But the blood was a minor issue; Reynolds could feel a continuous loss of life force within his body, the delineation of which was those tiny, flitting butterflies around him.

From start to finish, Adric never engaged him physically; he was only facing those butterflies, his strength never reaching Adric himself.

Reynolds adjusted his breathing, he was not panicked, remaining very calm.

He had found some patterns in Adric's attack mode, gradually exploring a possible breakthrough point.

Meanwhile, Reynolds also caught hold of a mysterious feeling.

This feeling had appeared numerous times before, but each time it slipped from his grasp.

Yet this moment, after battling with Adric, he felt something descend upon him, a torrent of fragmented knowledge flooded into his mind.

Adric noticed the change in Reynolds, a foreboding arose within him. As he prepared to act, a voice entered his mind.

"Don't touch him, let him complete this process." Black Hand Morgan's voice sounded in Adric's mind.

"This... why? He may be about to condense his Divine Status!" Adric was a bit puzzled, once Reynolds achieved Divine Status and became a Level 4 Life, he would have a great advantage fighting on home ground, becoming extremely troublesome, potentially leading to failure in this Plane war.

"It doesn't matter, I will handle it. After his promotion, we could get a Middle Plane." Morgan's voice was calm, seemingly unconcerned about the possible danger.

Adric understood Morgan's intent. As long as Reynolds completed his promotion, it could elevate the Beastman Plane from a Low Plane to a Middle Plane.

The value of a Middle Plane far surpasses a Low Plane; a newly promoted Middle Plane is also at its weakest, for it hasn't genuinely matured yet.

However, this also poses risks, allowing Reynolds to ascend to Level 4 Life, there exists a chance they cannot defeat him.

But considering Morgan's presence, Adric felt a bit more at ease.

A newly ascended Reynolds, even with the home advantage, would not be a match for Morgan.

As Reynolds grasped that enigmatic feeling, he officially embarked on the path of condensing his Divine Status, a violent energy storm arose around.

This energy storm even impacted the battlefield on the distant plains, causing the war to abruptly conclude, with both sides retreating quickly from the area.

Because the energy storm grew increasingly powerful, those who lingered would be swept up and consumed by the violent energy.

Hours later, no one was present around Reynolds' location; countless spatial fragments and rule fragments swirled around him, forming an untouchable area of rule fragments.

The spiritual power of anyone looking at it would cause severe headaches, unable to comprehend those chaotic, violent shards of knowledge and rules.

Five days later, the energy storm gradually subsided and Reynolds' figure appeared once again.

He appeared unchanged from before, but his gaze had become extremely deep, just a slight glance seemed capable of pulling one into an endless abyss.

The Green-skinned Orcs, seeing Reynolds unharmed, sensed the aura emanating from him, along with the soothing message he conveyed.

All the beastmen knew Reynolds had become a god, leading the entire Beastman Plane towards a more prosperous future, and the invaders before them would surely be completely eradicated.

Beastmen began to cheer; whether in the military camp or hiding in the mountains and fields, cheers erupted.

They no longer feared for their safety, for the Beastman Plane now had new hope, from today forwards, they would be transformed, no longer fearing a future of enslavement.

Yet amidst this beastman jubilation, a black giant hand suddenly appeared from the sky, shattering the newfound hope within all beastmen hearts.

This black giant hand from beyond seized Reynolds directly.

Reynolds' eyes widened in an instant, he hadn't even reacted before being captured.

Even before he condensed his Divine Status, no one had gotten this close to him, let alone now that he had become a Level 4 Life.

Reynolds struggled desperately to break free from the giant hand's grasp, yet the power he prided himself upon was of no use, and the hand binding him remained unmoving.

A moment later, the black giant hand withdrew with Reynolds, shattering innumerable rule fragments during the retreat, some minor spatial fractures appearing in the sky, with countless spatial fragments scattering.

Reynolds had just ascended to Level 4, the Beastman Plane had just begun its ascent to a Middle Plane, the Plane's rules here still quite fragile, unable to accommodate such powerful beings.

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