It was a magnificent creation that fell from the sky, a shadow that should not have existed, a miracle beyond imagination.

This time, Palmer could be sure that he was not hallucinating. The endless golden sculptures were really emitting a steady stream of cheers, roaring and tsunami, as if they were celebrating the arrival of a certain sacred moment.

Everyone is celebrating!

The melodious sound of whales echoed in the sky. As the sound rose and fell, one of them plundered the surrounding ether wantonly. Its own energy level gradually increased, turning it into a large movable ether vortex point.

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Reality was crushed by the powerful energy level into a fatal arc, thunder and ice intertwined and appeared, the space had a strange distortion, and brilliant arcs surrounded it, like algae that could glow in the deep sea.

"forward!"

Albert shouted with joy, he saw the duel field located on the Pillar of King's Power, and also caught a glimpse of the devils there.

Over the years, his state of mind has become extremely calm in the darkness, like a pool of stagnant water. But at this moment, Albert felt that the calm water in his heart was boiling again, evaporating hot steam, as if there was an helpless force.

The contained fire is rising from the bottom of the water.

"Battle of Reckoning!"

Albert drew out the saber from his waist, raised the bright blade high, and split the strong wind.

He stood at the front and turned back with great joy, looking at the successors wearing masks and the standing golden sculptures.

"Look, everyone!"

Albert confided to them, his eyes became a little sour, as if he was about to shed tears.

But before the tears could fall, they were evaporated by the hot ether, and the power of the ancient Glory burst out from Albert's body. His old body was like a burning dead tree, on the verge of breaking, but burning brightly.

Albert looked forward again and roared.

"The final moment!"

One of them crushed the dark clouds covering the earth, the night shattered and collapsed, and the pale moonlight fell on it, reflecting the boundless golden armor shining brightly.

Beelzebub looked solemnly at the sudden appearance of the strange soldier, clearly aware of the evil power surging in him. Just as everyone instinctively senses the disgust of their souls, Beelzebub and Mammon can be sure that this

It is a scourge of this world.

But now, the dispute between the devils has come to an end. One after another, the devils have fallen one after another, and even the evils of this world have been destroyed. After simple elimination and inference, the ownership of this evil of this world is very clear.

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Beelzebub gritted his teeth and said, "Leviathan..."

Since the Wrath of the Scorched Earth, Leviathan has been hidden from the world's sight, and everything about him has become unknown, even the evils of this world.

The disputes between the devils lasted for thousands of years. During these thousands of years, the devils' evils in this world also changed several times. It is obvious that one of them is just outside the knowledge of Beelzebub and Mammon.

Beelzebub said to himself again, "How can Leviathan, who is so evil in this world, stand with the people of the Bureau of Order?"

No one answered her, because others were also in the same shock.

Boluogo stared at the fallen behemoth blankly. Others may not understand it, but Boluogo could see the people on it at a glance, and the golden armor attached to the torso was obviously the result of inverting the changes in the hall.

Come.

The manic thoughts mixed into a ball in Boluogo's mind. They squirmed, struggled, screamed, whispered, or roared those obscure sentences, causing Boluogo's mind to fall into a strange blank.

It's hard to think about anything anymore.

Xilin was also shocked by this sudden change, but unlike Boluogo, after being in a daze for a while, he came back to his senses and laughed inexplicably.

"So that's it? Leviathan."

Memories of the past emerged from Xilin's mind. From the bloody night, the secret war, to the present, Xilin had clearly realized a long time ago that he was living in a huge conspiracy.

However, due to his own limitations, Xilin could only barely see a vague prototype of the entire conspiracy, even if he tried his best.

Now, all the truth will surface, exposed to the sun, and displayed for everyone to see.

The devil's taboo power suddenly burst out, and when Beelzebub was confused, Mammon was the first to respond.

"Should I say it's you?" Mammon murmured, "It's so deeply hidden."

In this endless dispute, every devil is looking for a way to win the final victory. Beelzebub secretly controls the Kogadel Empire and buries the Kingdom of Gel system under this vast land. Mammon has already

The corpse of the alien visitor was recovered and the supreme power from Aurora was stolen from it.

Mammon thought he had prepared enough, but when he saw Leviathan showing off his trump card, he couldn't help but feel shocked, and his originally perfect chance of winning became shaky.

It was also as Leviathan showed his true power that the past events that were once shrouded in mystery became clear before Mammon's eyes.

However, this is not a good time to reminisce.

Mammon releases her power without reservation, controls everything she can control, and dominates everything she can dominate.

With the full activation of the Kingdom of Slurry, the Pillar of Royal Power has been completely transformed into the central heart of this huge system, and its original architectural structures have been replaced one by one, until this giant has also transformed into a taboo living body.

Under the will of Mammon, a hundred-meter-long giant tentacles snaked down from the pillar of kingship, and then were raised high, carrying the fury and lash of hell, setting off the roar of the wind, and heading straight for the man who was marching forward bravely.

One among all.

Twisted, ferocious, with an aura that destroys everything.

This scene is like something from a myth. One of them is the big ship swimming on the angry sea, and the pillar of kingship is the sea monster attacking it. However, this battle does not take place on the sea, but in this boundless place.

in the air.

The body of the Ten Thousand Ones is equipped with weapons transformed from the upside-down hall. The hanging muzzle flashes with fatal arc light, like lightning cutting through the darkness. In an instant, the blazing ether jet is like a spear of divine punishment, penetrating through the flesh and blood of the sky.

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The light spear continued to move forward, and even pierced the pillar of royal power itself with shocking huge blood holes. The blood burst out of the embankment and soaked the earth.

However, these tentacles did not stop there. They were like enraged giant beasts. At the moment of rupture, they split into countless scarlet blood filaments, pouring down like blood rain from the sky.

They hovered and rolled in the air, launching a more violent attack on the One of Ten Thousands, trying to erode its armor and corrode its flesh.

Like a dense flock of scarlet birds.

At this critical moment, Ten Thousand Ones did not sit still and wait for death. They saw bright spots of light condensed around them, which were the product of highly compressed etheric power.

These light spots were like stars surrounding the One of All, shining with dangerous and charming light, and then were swallowed by One of All, surging along the huge cables and pipes spread under the golden armor.

A large amount of ether was transported to the muzzles of the forest. When the power was accumulated to the limit, the ether jet poured out like the Milky Way, and the day burst apart, tearing out a piece of pure white that could blind the eyes in front of the flock of scarlet birds.

The pure power of ether bursts out like a waterfall in the high air, and its high concentration of energy instantly ionizes the surrounding air, filling the air with an ozone smell like grass after rain.

This force is so powerful that it seems to tear the entire sky apart.

The clouds within several kilometers were instantly flattened by the impact of this force, as if they had never existed. The broken auroras briefly flashed in the air, like gorgeous fireworks, but with a poignant beauty like the end of the world.

Powerful shock waves swept in all directions, and the first one to be hit was the Pillar of King's Power. After being bombarded by several ether jets, several horrific wounds had opened on the Pillar of King's Power.

Although the flesh-and-blood building has the ability to heal itself, it will obviously take a certain amount of time to make up for such a large gap, not to mention that under these fatal shellings, the Pillar of Royal Power tilted at a certain angle

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The arc seemed tiny, but when magnified to the towering giant, Boluogo, standing on the duel field, felt that the entire ground was tilting violently to one side.

In the aftermath of the violence, many speechless people were swept away. Boluogo didn't care about the life and death of these people. Anyway, as long as he still had a breath, these guys would always come back. Not to mention, Boluogo could feel the wordless people.

They themselves have no real sense of their own lives.

The Silent Man is just a puppet. Once, he may have had his own name and will, but due to Mammon's greed, his self has long since disappeared into history. Only Mammon's threads control his

limbs.

The marble floor collapsed one after another, and a steady stream of blood overflowed from the cracked gaps, and slender granules sprouted from them like bamboo shoots after a rain.

In the blink of an eye, the flesh-and-blood plague covered the duel field, turning it into a bloody ecological field.

Bologo swung the flaming sword, and the fire snake swept out a burning pure land, and the crackling sound of burning fat continued.

Above the night sky, One of Ten Thousands is still moving forward. As it advances, the space surrounding One of Ten Thousands gradually cracks into thin cracks, which are the gaps in the etheric realm.

Thunder suddenly appears from time to time, like the roar of the sky, and like the trembling of the earth. The ashes in the sky are rolled up by the strong wind, heated and flickering, like countless disappearing sparks. Although their light is weak, they are in this darkness.

It looked particularly dazzling in the sky.

Above all others, Albert waved his saber to his heart's content, chopping the air like a crazy orchestra conductor, laughing endlessly.

Their strong appearance turned the tide of the battle in an instant. They were like falling meteorites, constantly oppressing the tilting pillar of royal power.

Beelzebub's charming face gradually turned ferocious, and finally, she roared at everyone like a wild beast.

The sharp screams echoed through the sky. This was not a catharsis of emotions, but an order from the evil will to the endless flesh and blood.

Those ashes flying under the night were heated into flickering light spots, but suddenly, they quickly extinguished, and then each particle that was difficult to identify with the naked eye expanded rapidly, as if appearing out of thin air, turning into a

A bloody spore danced towards the crowd.

Palmer, who was above the crowd, didn't notice anything at first. He just felt that the light just now was too dazzling, and he couldn't help but shed tears. But soon, he felt something on his arm.

superior.

Palmer slapped him hard, but the strange feeling still existed. At this time, Palmer looked over suspiciously and saw a small pimple growing on his exposed arm. Soon, the pimple appeared to the naked eye.

Visible speed growth, multiplication, densely packed.

Within seconds, Palmer's entire arm was like dry and cracked earth, with flesh and blood bursting out and bleeding.

Palmer was stunned for a moment. This was the flesh-and-blood power derived from the devil's authority. It easily suppressed Palmer's etherification and forcibly twisted his body.

The confused eyes turned ferocious, and without any hesitation, Palmer cut his arm decisively with the wind blade, tearing off the entire skin, revealing the bones.

Palmer yelled to one side, "Nathaniel!"

Nethaniel had obviously noticed this anomaly, but unlike Palmer, the moment the spores landed on his body, Nethaniel had already used his own high temperature to incinerate them.

The alchemy matrix penetrated by the soul scar slowly started to operate. Although it was difficult to reach its peak state, burning a group of disgusting flesh and blood was not a problem for Nethaniel.

A brilliant sea of ​​fire erupted from the front of the crowd, with dense explosions and sparks blooming from the flames.

Nethaniel only blocked part of the spores. While he was defending, more spores had fallen on the huge body of the One of All.

Once the scarlet spores came into contact with the golden armor, they quickly took root in it and began their crazy erosion.

Even though these solid metals are filled with ether, they still become fragile in the face of the devil's power carried by the spores. The flesh and blood are like hungry beasts, biting and devouring every inch of the golden armor.
To be continued...