The roaring flowing fire entwined into a pillar of fire that wrapped around the throne, and the vague figure swayed in the flames, and then the manic bloody ether roughly tore the fireworks into two pieces.
Against the backdrop of the flames, the golden mask shone with majestic light.
As the devils walked towards the battlefield in the etheric realm, one of them fought with the Pillar of Kingship, and the King of Terror was finally willing to move his ugly, evil, and noble body.
The robe was riddled with holes in the fireworks. It was dragged by the skinny body of the King of Terror, causing sparks to rise. It was as if he had put warm embers on his body, and every move he made was accompanied by sparks.
Blossoming flames.
"Xilin, my child, my blood."
Under the golden mask, dry and empty eyes stared at Xilin, like a ball of boiling darkness.
The King of Terror jumped down from the throne and landed lightly on the broken ground, as if there was no sense of weight at all. He slowly puffed up his chest, straightened his waist, pulled off the sleeves that were in the way, and put on a pair of
The withered arm was exposed.
The five fingers spread out, and then they clenched together vigorously. After repeated several times, the slow movements of the King of Terror became more and more sensitive, and the seemingly powerless hands became full of strength.
"All this... why bother?"
The King of Terror looked around. He did not seem to have his will completely taken away by Beelzebub, but still had a trace of his own sanity.
His voice was hoarse and full of pity, "Look at all this, everything in Xilin and the Kogadel royal family is burning, and the accumulation of hundreds of years is heading towards destruction."
The King of Terror was really sad. Hot blood overflowed from the sunken darkness of his eye sockets, dripping on the ground, making a corrosive hissing sound. Then, like weeds, slender flesh buds emerged from the blood-soaked eyes.
It grew out of the gap.
Showing his sharp nails, the King of Terror gently slit his wrist, and blood gushes out. It is hard to imagine that such a shriveled body can still store so much blood.
Suddenly, his voice became harsh and he cursed viciously.
"Xilin, you have ruined everything! The efforts of countless sages have been wiped out at this moment!"
Everywhere you look, everything is burning and collapsing. The large cracks torn by Hill are still swallowing up the Pillar of Kingship bit by bit. It seems that everything that appears here today will move towards complete destruction and end.
.
Xilin laughed contemptuously and said disdainfully, "Is it because the efforts of the sages of Cogardel were wiped out, or... is your conspiracy completely destroyed?"
Immediately afterwards, Xilin clenched his teeth, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.
"Am I right? The First King Servais."
The King of Terror Slaughter froze slightly, his expression of grief and anger seemed to be suddenly frozen by the cold wind, and his movements became stagnant for a moment.
However, this heavy atmosphere did not last long, and the voice of the King of Terror changed like breaking the ice, revealing a different kind of relaxation and comfort than before.
"Servis?" The King of Terror sneered, with a hint of nostalgia in his tone, "It's been a long time since anyone called me by this name."
In the memory of the King of Terror, this name had been dusted and forgotten by the world a hundred years ago. He tried to recall the last time someone called him by the name "Servis".
In my impression, it should be in the glorious days a hundred years ago.
At that time, he led a powerful order of knights, galloping on the war-torn battlefields, capturing castles one after another, and winning battles one after another.
That distant time was undoubtedly the most dazzling and proud moment in the life of the King of Terror... Time passed by, and such glory was no longer seen.
"How ironic."
Xilin sneered, his voice full of sarcasm and disdain, "I once read the history books of the Kogadel Empire. In those chapters, you were described as a great hero. It was you who ended the melee between the lords and created a new world.
A huge empire.”
He paused and looked up and down at the former hero in front of him, now the devil's servant.
Xilin continued, "But look at your appearance now, Servais, you - the first king, the founder of the Kogadel Empire, have actually become the devil's lackey, and have become so twisted and ugly."
As if he wanted to kill his opponent with words, Xilin's sarcasm became more and more biting, and he lowered his voice, as if he was telling an unknown secret.
"Perhaps, those so-called great victories you had at the beginning were just with the help of the devil's power. Your so-called glory and glory were actually just illusions based on lies and deception."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xilin grasped the Core Flame Sword and the Blood Shift Sword tightly. The ether roared and entangled under the secret sword, and the substantial glow illuminated and burned the two sword blades.
A scarlet cross erupted in front of Xi Lin. After the dazzling light, another scarlet cross bloomed from the head of the King of Terror.
The King of Terror did not expect Xilin to launch an offensive so suddenly, which was surprising, but everything was still under his control.
The withered palm was like ancient tree bark that had traveled through countless years, slowly caressing the deep and still bleeding wound on the other wrist.
A gentle touch is like a cold wind passing over the lake surface, causing the blood that was flowing quietly and even gathered under the feet to instantly break free from the shackles of gravity and float up in an extremely weird way.
Countless blood drops rose up, glowing with scarlet light, like bright rubies. They gathered together one after another. They were no longer in a pure liquid state, but entangled and rotated with each other in the air, as if they were engaged in a battle.
Silent dance.
The King of Terror gripped the blood.
As a result, the originally warm blood became cold and hard, solidifying from the flowing liquid into clusters of blood-colored crystals, like a blood crystal sword covered with spikes, transparent and beautiful, but also full of threats and dangers.
Killing intent.
The King of Terror looked up at the figure emerging from the scarlet cross. The power of his glorious body exploded in full force. The blood-colored alchemical matrix covered his exposed skin, and the violent aura rolled and stirred.
Under the double blow of One in All and the Plague of Decay, the connection between the King of Terror and the Kingdom of Slurry was temporarily interrupted, and the coronation ceremony was also interrupted. But even so, in the previous coronation ceremony,
The King of Terror has gained growth in all aspects, and he has reached the limit that the Glorious One can reach.
The King of Terror Slaughter let out waves of cheerful low moans. He had never felt so good before. His body was full of strength. The only thing that was a little disappointing was that the body he possessed was a little too decayed.
, on the verge of destruction.
He needs a new body, a new container.
The King of Terror Slaughter laughed, and suddenly, the blood crystal sword in his hand exploded in his hand, turning into a series of heart-piercing blood blades, extending in all directions.
"Come on! Xilin!"
Every tiny fragment is filled with endless killing intent, as if it is the embodiment of the anger and hatred in the heart of the King of Terror. They wave in the air, drawing bloody trails, intersecting into a terrifying blood curtain.
"Are you calling me?"
Suddenly, Xilin's voice sounded again, but it did not come from the scarlet cross above the head of the King of Terror.
The King of Terror quickly moved his gaze and saw that the scarlet cross standing on the duel ground was shattered and dissipated, and Xilin's figure emerged from it. The blazing fire of the Core Flame Sword, under his own rapidity,
Bringing up a deadly arc, he headed straight towards the King of Terror.
At the same time, a crackling sound of collision erupted from the scarlet cross above, appearing vaguely and abruptly. Facing these incoming bloody fragments, he struck with countless sword strikes, accurately crushing each fragment completely.
In the crystal dust rolling all over the sky, Boluogo raised his sword and axe, and chopped off the King of Terror on the head. The figures were intertwined, and the roaring sound resounded throughout the audience!
The billowing smoke and dust were shaken up layer after layer. Before they could disperse, several secret swords shot through the air, setting off a strong gust of wind and sweeping them away.
The shocking scene was reflected in Xilin's eyes as he advanced.
After the smoke and dust, Bologg and the King of Terror maintained a slightly twisted posture towards each other. Bologg waved the Bite with one hand, trying to cut off the neck of the King of Terror, but the speeding blade was struck by Terror.
The king grabbed it with one hand and imprisoned it in mid-air.
In terms of Boluogo's strength, even if the King of Terror catches the Grudge, he can cut off his five fingers in one fell swoop. But this time Boluogo only feels that he is cutting on a piece of unshakable steel, breaking through the fear.
The King of Killing's surface skin is his limit.
The extremely powerful ether is brewing in the body of the King of Terror. At this time, he is between the glorious one and the crowned one. The high-density ether is attached to his hands. Under the strong mutual repulsion of the ether, even the blazing fire can
It is difficult to burn his flesh and blood.
A deep laughter sounded from under the golden mask, and empty and dark eyes stared at Boluogo.
"Berogo Lazarus, I remember you."
The King of Terror held the Blood Crystal Sword in his hand tightly, his strength increasing steadily.
As the battle progressed, the King of Terror digested the power gained in the previous coronation ceremony. In this pillar of royal power and in the kingdom of jelly, he had never been more powerful.
Even the shriveled body, with the fierce fighting spirit, gradually became covered with flesh and blood, supporting the dry and barren skin.
I saw the muscles on the arm of the King of Terror tensing up, and he slowly moved the sword forward. As the sword edge moved, a series of harsh and sharp clicking sounds sounded in the air, as if the ice was cracking in the extreme cold.
sound.
The blood crystal sword was injected with life. Clusters of blood crystals bloomed like flowers, and rugged and deadly spikes grew from the sword body. The spikes were like dozens of sharp sword blades.
Pierced forward, forming a dense forest of swords, completely covering Boluogo's body.
In this moment of life and death confrontation, Boluogo showed amazing reaction speed and fighting skills.
In time, he held the Saw-Saw Ax in front of him. The cracked ax blade shone with cold light and cut off most of the blood crystal spikes. However, there were still some small spikes under the control of the King of Terror.
It extended with lightning speed and passed through the defense of Faju Sawaxe.
These tiny spikes were like the sharp teeth of a poisonous snake, piercing Boluogo's body and penetrating his arm. The blood immediately dyed his clothes red and dripped on the ground, converging with the previous blood stains.
Together.
If only such an injury was not enough to affect Boluogo, the key point is that these blood crystals melted quickly after piercing Boluogo's body, and the forbidden blood took root in Boluogo's body.
Ready to move.
Seeing Boluogo gritting his teeth, the King of Terror looked troubled, "I also don't understand something about you... Why do you want to get involved in this dispute?"
"You obviously have no reason to join the war."
Bologg still looked silent. Although the King of Terror had injected the blood seed into his body, Bologg's own ether had already poured out wildly during this confrontation.
The two ethers collided together, like ocean currents converging together, and fierce sparks and arcs exploded and flickered from their bodies.
The King of Terror can feel an invisible sharp knife cutting through his defense bit by bit, trying to break through into his body, and even attack the critical point of the moment soul.
It's really scary. It's not cutting off flesh and blood, nor breaking bones, but directly attacking the alchemy matrix from a microscopic level.
Even though the King of Terror was frightened, he couldn't help but feel happy.
In the past, the King of Terror would have probably been broken through the defense by Boluogo and even beheaded. After all, his body is now in decay, and his own alchemy matrix is an old thing from a hundred years ago. There is no way to compete with Boluogo.
Logo analogy.
But now, the King of Terror is connected to the Kingdom of Slurry, accepting sacrifices from all over the Kogadel Empire. A steady stream of ether and vitality are injected into his body, pushing him to transcend boundaries and wear the
The highest crown.
Even if the coronation ceremony is interrupted, the King of Terror can still erase all his flaws and maintain an absolutely strong posture just by relying on his extreme state.
"Bologo, could it be that you haven't realized it yet?"
The King of Terror Slaughter spoke again, with a sincere look. He knew that Boluogo was an indifferent guy, and he was too lazy to respond to anything he said. This time, he directly reminded him.
"You don't really think that you are jealous...or that you are Hill's chosen one, right?"
The voice of the King of Terror overcame the din of the battlefield and reached everyone's ears clearly. A trace of astonishment flashed in Boluogo's eyes, and even Xilin slowed down the pace of his attack.
"Should I say you are slow? Or are you so focused that you don't notice this kind of thing?"
The King of Terror was very satisfied with Boluogo's reaction. He turned his head and gestured, his empty eyes falling to the other end of the battlefield.
When Borogo, Silin and the King of Terror were fighting, Nathaniel and Albert also fought with the Silent Ones. These weird guys came together in groups, and the combined ether exerted
They were under pressure that was unbearable for ordinary people, not to mention that the flesh and blood covering the duel field were also their servants, interfering with the battle between the two from one side.
After successive battles, Nethanil's aura became obviously much more disordered. He was no longer the powerful being he was before, and his soul scars tore holes in his alchemy matrix.
Albert on the side is not much stronger. Although his alchemy matrix does not have the influence of soul scars, he is still an old guy who lags behind the times after all. Not to mention, the reason why he can survive to this day is purely due to his
The power of one among all.
Now that Albert has separated from the crowd, his own frozen time has begun to flow again. In the blink of an eye, there are many wrinkles on his face. It seems that after a while, he will become a figure.
A rickety, gray-haired old man.
But as Albert's body became older, an evil and crazy power was roaring out of his body.
Albert casually pierced the heart of a speechless man, and then strangled his throat. Dots of blue starlight appeared under each other. Under the power of usurping and stealing, the ether in the speechless man's body quickly overflowed and filled with blood.
into Albert's body.
This weird scene is no stranger to Boluogo and Xilin, they also have the same power.
Blessing, sucking the soul and usurping the soul.
To be honest, after discovering that the truth in the decision-making room was this weird posture, Albert had the protection of jealousy, which was completely expected by Boluogo. But what Boluogo didn't expect was that in Albert's belly
, the devil's umbilical cord has almost completely materialized.
The dark umbilical cord extended out, like a black rope, wrapping around Albert's waist in circles, connecting it with the people behind him. The evil and crazy power surged around him,
The power of jealousy, far more powerful than Boluogo and Xilin, burst out from Albert.
In an instant, the ether in the surrounding area was being plundered crazily, and some injured speechless people were simply drained of their strength and fell to the ground helplessly, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.
After witnessing this scene, Boluogo was slightly absent-minded, and the King of Terror said in time.
"See, he cheated on you. From beginning to end, you were not his chosen one. Why do you still fight for him?"
Bologg has a deep connection with jealousy, but this connection is due to the bet that will determine the fate of the world. This bet is too heavy and too expensive, which makes Bologg possess the characteristics that are almost similar to those of the chosen one.
The depth of the connection, combined with the devil's words, has led to misdirection to this day.
The King of Terror observed the subtle changes in Boluogo's expression. He thought he had succeeded, but the next second, a sharp pain bloomed from his chest.
A faint point of light flickered on the chest of the King of Terror. It was highly concentrated ether. Because the energy it carried was too huge, even this small piece of reality was crumbling, and the blue cracks collapsed and reappeared.
heal.
When the King of Terror tried to influence Bolog's will, Bolog was gradually eroding the King of Terror's defense. We have to admit that even if the King of Terror has not yet become the crowned one, he is only at this limit.
At the edge, his power is still so powerful that it's suffocating.
Even with Boluogo's infinite narrowness, it would take a certain amount of time to open up this tiny gap.
"Does it matter whether I am his chosen one or not?" Boluogo said disdainfully, "Besides, I am here for Adele today."
The radiance of the ether suddenly appeared, and under the power of Bologo's control, the ether turned into beating lightning, and then the lightning was constrained into a single beam of light.
In the midst of lightning and flint, the etheric sword suddenly appeared out of thin air, piercing the Terror King's defense along the tiny holes, and pierced his chest viciously.
It was as if a thunderbolt pierced the King of Terror.
"Ah...Adele?"
For the King of Terror, this was an unfamiliar name. Even if he tried his best to find information about Boluo Ge, the Bureau of Order, etc., he still could not find any relevant clues.
"What a pity. It seems you don't remember her."
As Boluogo spoke, he suddenly tilted his head to one side, and then, the speeding secret sword shot out from behind Boluogo's head.
The secret sword was like a bolt of lightning, piercing rapidly along the torn gap of the etheric sword, and once again hit the King of Terror's chest hard. This time, it was not only an energy attack, but also a physical impact.
Sparks exploded at the moment of impact, like fireworks blooming in the night sky, bright and dazzling.
Although the secret sword failed to completely penetrate the chest of the King of Terror, the huge force it carried surged like a strong wind and huge waves, knocking back the rocky body of the King of Terror.
Bologo tightly grasped the brief moment when the King of Terror was unbalanced. The resentful bite in his hand was like an awakened angry beast. He suddenly pulled it out from the tightly grasped palm of the King of Terror and moved forward with blazing flames.
Chopping violently.
The roaring flame wave was like a fire dragon, completely surrounding the King of Terror. The high-temperature flames jumped on the King of Terror. Although it could not cause much damage to his indestructible body, the blazing fire successfully succeeded.
obscured his vision.
There was a sea of fire in front of the King of Terror. He tried hard to see the movements of Boluogo and Xilin, but to no avail. However, this did not make him panic. On the contrary, he took advantage of this opportunity to fully detonate the blood crystals in his hands.
sword.
The Blood Crystal Sword seemed to be injected with violent energy, instantly bursting out with a dazzling light. Countless strands of blood spurted out from the sword body, enveloping the ether and sweeping the entire place.
Immediately afterwards, the blood around the King of Terror seemed to be injected with life, and began to boil and squirm violently.
Under the power of the King of Terror, the blood instantly solidified into clusters of blood-colored crystals, like countless upright spears, intertwined together, forming an indestructible barrier to resist the charges of Bologo and Xilin.
In the firelight, the sound of shattering continued one after another.
The King of Terror Slaughter stood firm and stretched out his hand to break the secret sword embedded in his chest. The remaining sword head remained in his flesh and blood. It was squeezed and swallowed by the rapidly growing flesh and blood, and finally became entangled in his body.
As the King of Terror wielded his power, a violent ether energy blasted forward. The pure ether turbulence was like an invisible storm, enough to sweep away everything that hindered its progress.
The fire suddenly extinguished under the impact of this force. Broken blood crystal spikes stood around the King of Terror, while the figures of Bologo and Xilin disappeared from his sight.
The King of Terror did not relax his vigilance because of this, he felt that the power of the Glorious One was being released from his side without any reservation.
Several secret swords pierced his body like a torrential rain, and the highly etheric body collided with the secret swords, making that crisp sound again.
The secret swords deflected and rolled one after another as if they had hit the thick armor, but soon they turned back again.
The secret swords all over the sky repeatedly bombarded the body of the King of Terror. Each piercing and slashing attack overlapped, as if hundreds of enemies were swiping their swords at him at the same time.
The King of Terror was in a daze for a moment, which made him recall those glorious years, as if he had once again returned to the battlefield where he opened up new territories, broke through the enemy's formation, and was trapped in a tight siege.
Yes, it was like this at that time. Countless enemies swung their swords at me. Some swords hit my armor, and some swords hit my flesh. I couldn't tell who was who, and I could only roar.
Then he responded angrily with his sword.
"Xilin!" the King of Terror shouted in a loud voice, "The establishment of the Kogadel Empire has nothing to do with the devil. It was indeed developed by my sword one sword at a time!"
The manic ether spurted out like a flood. The incoming secret swords were shattered one by one in front of this force and turned into countless tumbling fragments. However, before these metal fragments fell to the ground, they rose up again and gathered together under Xilin's will.
It turned into a metallic sandstorm, once again shrouding the King of Terror.
Sharp friction sounds continued to sound, metal fragments collided with each other, and sparks jumped repeatedly in the chaos, like stars in the night.
In this noisy battlefield, Xilin's voice came through the layers of noise, "So?"
"so?"
The King of Terror asked rhetorically, with a hint of confusion in his voice.
The torrent of ether erupted again, spreading like ripples in all directions, flattening the metal storm surrounding the King of Terror in one fell swoop.
As the storm dissipated, the King of Terror let go of the Blood Crystal Sword in his hand, and the blade fell to the ground with a crisp impact and shattered into a piece of crystal powder.
At this moment, the ground under the King of Terror began to squirm and crack, and scarlet tentacles stretched out from the cracks and inserted into the body of the King of Terror. With the injection of these tentacles, the King of Terror
The originally shriveled body swelled up again, and the figure became taller and taller, like a rising giant.
At the same time, a scarlet cross bloomed from behind the King of Terror, and Xilin burst out from it, waving a wave of flames and slashing hard on the neck of the King of Terror.
This was the ultimate blow of the Glorious One. After the dazzling ether repulsed each other, the core flame sword penetrated the ether defense and was deeply embedded in the flesh and blood of the King of Terror.
"Is it for the eternal empire? Or for the eternal you?"
Xilin asked angrily and roared. At the same time, the scarlet cross flashed again, engulfing Xilin's figure and disappeared.
The King of Terror was wondering why Xilin took the initiative to retreat this time, and then he noticed the crazy rising ether reaction.
Directly in front of him, a crack in the ether realm was slowly healing, and under this blue crack, Boluogo greedily controlled the huge pouring out ether, concentrated them, and turned them into firewood.
salary.
In the scorching flash, the light burned completely.
The fire sword was restrained into a deadly jet, which penetrated the ground, burned away the flesh and blood, burned the rock into glass, and completely enveloped the King of Terror.
Constantly penetrating, penetrating, and finally piercing the duel field high in the sky, looking from a distance, the slender line of fire traversed the night sky, extending hundreds of meters away.
Bologo panted and dispersed the Light Fire. This kind of high-intensity combat was also a big drain on him. Even with the protection, soul-sucking and etheric siphon, his alchemical matrix could not withstand this.
general consumption.
Fortunately, this time Borogo was not alone. When he was breathing, Xilin appeared on top of the burning fire. He could detect the etheric reaction of the King of Terror. Similarly, he did not feel that Borogo was fighting alone.
Ge's blow can kill this monster.
A strong glow rose from Xilin's eyes, reflecting his eyes into a pair of pupils of day. The alchemy matrix all over his body burst out with extremely strong light, and even the ring of swords suspended behind him quickly rotated.
.
Xilin said in a hoarse voice, "You don't care about the family or the empire. All you care about is yourself."
All that needs to be said has been said. Xilin does not want to have any more meaningless arguments with the King of Terror. All that needs to be done next is to fight.
The power of control is like an invisible storm, sweeping through the entire duel field indiscriminately, ruthlessly tearing apart the buildings made of flesh, flesh and rock, hiding the steel that has not been completely corrupted.
Peel it out one by one.
Tons of broken and twisted steel rose up. They seemed to be surrounded by invisible flames, burning strangely red and emitting a blazing light.
Under Xilin's will, the red-hot steel twisted and rotated in the air, as if countless invisible hammers were constantly forging them. After being forged again and again, the steel deformed and compressed, and finally turned into a hammer.
A twisted and rough sword blade.
Countless sword blades stood densely in the air, like a forest of steel, exuding a fierce aura.
Xilin raised the Core Flame Sword in his hand high, like a commander, giving orders to his soldiers.
Secret Energy·Kingdom Territory.
In an instant, sword blades all over the sky poured down like a torrential rain, firing rapidly towards the King of Terror.
The sword blades were forged to the extreme by cylinder, and every inch of steel was filled with his ether, making them sharper and tougher.
The King of Terror looked up and saw that the heavy iron color had covered his field of vision, countless sword blades were flying in the air, and the cold light of metal overlapped and continued, as if to tear the entire night sky apart.
Come on.
There was a sharp whistling sound in the air, and the sound sticks were mixed together, like thousands of ghosts wailing and chirping, which was unsettling.
In a daze, the King of Terror seemed to see an entire legion attacking him.
The soldiers roared and waved the sword blades in their hands, striking at his armor again and again. Every impact made him feel a huge impact, as if to tear his body apart, and the sword blades
It left deep scratches on his armor one after another until the strong armor was shattered.
His blood, flesh, bones, nerves, hair...everything in his body was ruthlessly chopped by the blade, mixed with the broken iron slag, as if chewed by a giant beast, and became so soft that it was indistinguishable.
Clear each other.
The sharp sting shattered the illusion and overlapped with reality.
Every moment, countless sword blades hit the body of the King of Terror. The tiny gaps that Bologo had dug before continued to expand under the continuous fierce attacks until they were completely broken.
The King of Terror was clearly aware that the invisible armor that protected him was falling apart. He tried to use blood to resist this tidal wave of attacks, but it was already too late.
A rough blade pierced his arm, and then the next blade pierced his ankle.
The King of Terror Knelt down instinctively, and then the sword blades penetrated his back, pierced his ribs, and broke his spine.
One sword after another, one sword after another.
Dense sword blades piled up the steel base, and the cold iron intention replaced all the scarlet.
Xilin slowly descended from the sky. At this time, the figure of the King of Terror could no longer be recognized in the towering steel throne. Only the rough sword blades still had pieces of scarlet flesh stuck to them.
He seemed to be dead, but Xilin could hear that under the heavy steel, there were waves of weak heartbeats, and the evil ether was also making ripples.
Soon, Xilin heard another heartbeat. The heartbeat was like the aftermath of earthquakes and distant thunder. It was so loud that Xilin couldn't help but suspect that it was the heart of a giant.
No, that is the heartbeat of the core heart inside the Pillar of King Power.
The two heartbeats overlapped strangely, as if synchronized, and a suffocating madness erupted under the steel seat, as if some taboo beast was about to break through the seal.
At the same time, a shrill scream sounded.
Boluogo looked in the direction of the sound. Huge tentacles that were hundreds of meters long completely wrapped the huge body of One of Ten Thousands. Spiral mouthparts grew out of the flesh and blood, tearing apart the body of One of Ten Thousands.
Densely dense sarcomas also grew out of its body surface, and countless granulations swayed like inexhaustible weeds.
The One in All is like a giant whale being besieged by sharks. It is so exhausted and unable to resist, it can only watch its flesh and blood being cruelly devoured.
Deep underground, the plague of decay that invaded the Blood Rivers has also been exhausted. Although the large rift opened by Hill is still dragging the Pillar of Royal Power into the ethereal realm little by little, the kingdom of slurry is now separated from the Pillar of Royal Power.
The connection was reconnected and the coronation ceremony was carried out again.
The King of Terror once again gained the power to transcend boundaries, and once again stepped towards the highest place.
Furious power erupted under the Seat of Steel. Xilin didn't even have time to react. He could only watch as the steel shattered and flew away. Countless fragments rushed towards him, easily piercing his defense and cutting open his skin.
In the manic ether turbulence, the twisted and distorted figure stood up high, and the stern and huge body was covered with rugged sword blades. It was previously a sharp weapon to attack him, but now it has become his blade armor.
The supreme power gathered on the top of his head, and the substantial streams of light were woven together, like the halo above the head of the god in mythology, or like a crown made of light.
"Without my empire, what's the point of existence?"
In the roaring flames, an evil voice sounded, and he confirmed to himself, "Yes, it's meaningless."
"I am Servais, and I am the incarnation of the Kogadel Empire."
The sound of the material world collapsing is constant. Even if he has not released his power, just carrying his own existence has brought the material world to the verge of collapse.
Servais's cold voice resounded and echoed.
"I am the first person to be crowned in this world, and I will also be the only person to be crowned."
