Bologue found this place easily, without needing Aimou’s guidance. The tumultuous roar, like an erupting wildfire, was so palpable that Bologue could distinctly feel its nerve-stinging power.
The further he advanced, the more intense the stinging sensation grew, until it became unbearable, borderline collapsing him.
The blood-colored wolf spiders dominated the entire view, like giants atop a mountain ridge. Bologue was not shocked by the sight before him, as he had already anticipated the outcome of the story.
Bologue gestured to Palmer and Aimou.
Golden light flickered, and Bologue and Aimou merged once again.
In the Shared Chord Body state, Bologue felt a peculiar sensation, as if the emptiness within him was filled, no longer cold and vacant, but warm.
Using the hook to swing forward, Palmer was indeed reluctant, but seeing the Blade-Biting Wolf beside him, he gritted his teeth and charged ahead.
Palmer knew very well that if he defected at this critical moment, the Blade-Biting Wolf would undoubtedly fulfill the Battle Commander’s duty and give him a slash.
How unlucky! Palmer’s mood was without respite, having just been discharged only to plunge into danger again, for a moment he even considered resigning.
Bologue’s voice came from ahead, and as Palmer heard clearly, a ferocious face rushed towards him.
The gale rose, and Palmer commanded the airflow, altering his trajectory while delivering a heavy punch to the hideous face, sending it plunging into the thick Sea of Mist below.
"What the hell is this!"
Palmer screamed, raising his head to see numerous bizarre creatures on the steep cliff.
They were Ghouls adorned with scarlet flesh, sharp claws piercing into the rock, accompanied by eerie whispers, crawling and searching for fresh blood. The latest_epɪ_sodes are on_the novel·fire.net
The Great Rift was a Land of Chaos, a garbage bin for the Order Bureau to contain debris; most living here were demons lurking in shadows, but apart from demons, there were still many ordinary people living here.
For instance, Qiushang Town.
The Ghouls smelled the scent of the living, and without giving Bologue and others a second glance, they rushed madly towards Qiushang Town.
Palmer shouted to Bologue, realizing the seriousness, whether to block the Ghouls’ assault or assist Lebius with the current situation.
Bologue didn’t think much, speeding forward, using the hook to jump onto a steep cliffside before the Ghouls, then hammering the rock fiercely.
Listening to the sound of the collapsing cover, a surge of destructive pleasure flashed through Bologue’s heart, something he had wanted to do for a long time.
The azure light track swiftly covered the touched rocks, and under the urging of Ether, Bologue commanded all subordinates to collapse.
Cracks spread and shattered all around, collapsing in an instant into a torrent, drawing the crawling Ghouls into its depths, and with cries of agony, plunged into the Sea of Mist’s abyss.
Bologue held back nothing; his control of Secret Energy reached its limit, smashing the touched cliffs like a meteor, dragging these frantic derivatives into the abyss continuously.
However, Bologue’s strength alone obviously wasn’t enough to reverse the battle. These grotesque monsters fled everywhere, twitching stubbornly even with broken spines, their empty minds filled only with ravenous gluttony.
The Ghouls converged into a stream, flowing towards Qiushang Town like a tide, from a distance resembling a swarm of crimson marching ants.
Lebius also noticed these; he could command the wolf pack, but the current situation was beyond what the wolves could handle.
Deafening gunfire erupted, and the Blade-Biting Wolf guarding Lebius swung its blade, easily slicing through rushing bullets.
Lebius opened his tightly closed eyes slightly, seeing the Condensers roaming in the distance.
In this fierce confrontation, the King’s Shield Guard’s Condenser approached cautiously. Forewarned of Lebius’s strength, he wasn’t planning to engage Lebius head-on.
Only firing at Lebius from afar, disrupting his control, causing Lebius considerable agitation.
Multi-line combat had already exhausted Lebius; he now lacked the energy to outwit the Condensers.
Previously, Lebius seldom encountered such situations, usually acting alongside Geoffrey; when he focused on commanding the wolf pack, Geoffrey would use him as bait, waiting in the shadows for assassination targets.
The Blade-Biting Wolf raised its blade around Lebius, like a lifted Round Shield protecting Lebius, accompanied by metallic clashes and sparks flying.
Monster roars echoed persistently, alongside rock collapses, quickly revealing a silhouette emerging from the mist.
The wolf spider approached him, heading deeper into the Great Rift.
On the fleshly nest, the conflict between the Delusional and Silver Knight continued, violent Ether brutishly tearing flesh, yet no matter how many times the flesh was slain, it always healed.
Hood and Bucker contended against Blade-Biting Wolf’s assaults on the periphery, while Lebius alone significantly engaged them.
The battlefield shifted with the wolf spider’s movement, amid conflicts, Fast noticed Lebius’s position and saw the Condensers harassing him.
This was a good opportunity.
Such thoughts flashed in Fast’s mind, with the Shadowless Barrier surrounding him, gripping the blade and firearm while exchanging a glance with Hood and others, he sprinted towards Lebius.
Fast didn’t expect to kill Lebius, but with Lebius in such a passive situation, perhaps a fierce strike could severely wound him.
Thinking this, Ether’s brilliance surged, compaction of air reached its pinnacle, and the Shadowless Barrier shielded Fast.
Lebius noticed Fast’s arrival, the Prayer Believers’ power differed somewhat from Condensers’.
The Blade-Biting Wolf protecting Lebius suddenly moved, attacking Fast actively, Fast swung his sword, compacted air tried overturning Blade-Biting Wolf, but Lebius, utilizing his keen sense of Ether, commanded Blade-Biting Wolf to easily evade the attack.
The icy blade was close at hand, about to strike but was blocked by the Shadowless Barrier.
Fast gazed in shock at the black blade falling on his head, it was incredibly near, even the scratches on the blade were strikingly vivid.
But that’s all it was.
The concentrated Shadowless Barrier thwarted the attack, a result Lebius had anticipated.
Now Lebius was constrained by the battlefield; if it were a previous Time Reversal, Fast would’ve died upon nearing him.
Indeed, one individual’s strength remains insufficient to sway the tide.
Lebius thought this, yet had no intention of giving up, sensing Bologue’s Ether reaction and hearing the continuous sounds of collapse.
Bologue’s group tried halting the Ghouls’ escape while continuously nearing the colossal wolf spider...
Cold gunfire interrupted Lebius’s thoughts, a shallow blood trail opened along his shoulder, trickling some blood.
From afar, Fast raised the gun and looked at Lebius with teasing eyes.
"How much longer can you hold on?"
Fast felt a bit tense, to him, Lebius had only two choices left: abandon the wolf pack’s control to tackle him or allow the attacks for focusing on the main battlefield.
The gun’s aim targeted Lebius, as other Condensers disrupted, Blade-Biting Wolf’s defense continuously breached; eventually, a bullet would strike Lebius and take his life.
Fast wanted to pull the trigger again, but this time his finger felt frozen, unresponsive.
In his startled gaze, a hint of golden light emerged, visible through the fog, accompanied by terrified growls.
Fast saw a tiger emerge from the mist.