"Follow !"
Dan Tai said to the others, but a few seconds passed without any response.
A strong sense of unease welled up in his heart. Dan Tai stopped his steps and looked around, finding that the Secret Swords who had been moving with him had all disappeared.
Under the cover of fog, the visibility was extrely narrow, and the plague of decay continued to disrupt the power of the Ether. For distant targets, Dan Tai could only determine their positions through blurry etheric arcs and reactions.
With a simple sense check, he realized that there was no one within a few ters around him.
Dan Tai’s heart suddenly grew cold, a dreadful sense of crisis exploded in his mind, and at that mont, he felt sothing approaching from behind.
A thunderous pain pierced through his back, almost drilling out from his chest.
A strike from the Vengeful Saw Axe nearly split Dan Tai’s shoulder open, and the engine roared like an evil heart beating hoarsely. Each breath of the engine sent out a chilling screech, so piercing at close range that it made one want to cover their ears.
Clearly a cold tal creation, but at the mont it drank blood, it seed to possess a chanized feeling, the serrated axe blade like interlocked gears, a fast-spinning chainsaw.
As the axe blade drilled into flesh, the buzzing of the chainsaw grew closer; its sharp, piercing sound instilled fear, and the continuously rotating grinding teeth emitted a cold light. Once it started slicing through flesh, that dreadful sound filled the entire space.
Dan Tai could hear the sound of flesh being torn into pieces, the precious bones being crushed; the thoughts in his mind grew confused and blurred to the light accompanint of those sounds.
He also tried to fight back, but at this mont, he felt another weaker coldness piercing his spine.
Dan Tai was overwheld by the frenzy of desire, not noticing Bologue’s approach, nor realizing that besides the pain from the Vengeful Saw Axe, Grudge Bite had already severed his spine.
The Ether no longer answered Dan Tai’s call, utterly silent.
When Bologue severely injured an enemy, Protection·Soul Sucking and Essence Stealing would work with the Vengeful Saw Axe, devouring the enemy’s blood while also draining the Ether. Bologue gradually realized that as long as he dealt enough severe damage to the enemy and breached the protective Rectangular Soul Critical, he could leverage this near-death-cycle-like offensive to utterly eradicate all the enemy’s resistance.
In an instant, amidst Dan Tai’s suffocating wails, the sll of blood and the stench of flesh filled the entire area, a scent so nauseating it made one want to vomit. Those mixtures of muscle and blood were casually tossed to the ground, where the blood ford a crimson river, its stench like the screams of a destroyed mind.
Under the relentless tornt, Dan Tai felt his soul being ground away piece by piece. The Face of Horror erupted, horrifying hallucinations overlapped in his mind, a series of forces stacked upon each other, causing him to completely lose his ability to think, along with his life.
Bologue casually discarded Dan Tai’s corpse, his blood sucked dry by the Hand Axe, the Ether fully seized by Bologue, and at this mont he held no more value.
Feeling his body filled, Bologue strode towards Aimou and Balder.
Balder remained highly vigilant, the fog’s cover making it impossible for him to identify the identity of the terrifying figure. When Bologue’s figure gradually beca clear, only then did his mind settle down.
And it was then that Balder noticed, having been long stationed at the Sublimation Furnace Core, it was his first ti witnessing Bologue’s brutal thods. It made Balder sowhat nauseous.
Next to him, Aimou showed no discomfort at all upon seeing this, not even caring about the flesh scraps and bone fragnts on Bologue.
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