The rumbling sound of vibrations rang out, and the scarlet figure darted among the rubble, swinging his long sword. As he approached the towering earth wall, his body suddenly exploded with force like a beast, making the trajectory of his long sword indistinguishable.
A sharp sound tore through the silence, and a long crack appeared in the earth wall, followed by the entire wall shattering and crumbling, with chunks of earth flying everywhere.
The whistling wind accompanied by heavy dust filled the air, creating a scene both spectacular and eerie. The entire earth wall continuously fractured and fragnted under the slash of the sword light, eventually collapsing completely to the ground.
At the sa ti, the trembling of the earth intensified. As Red Dog destroyed the defenses, Bologue continuously thickened his defenses.
The earth wall, amidst constant impacts, stacked layer upon layer into a high wall, transforming from the original small mound to a steep hill, ultimately resembling a towering fortress.
The aftershock of the earthquake continued, emitting a prolonged, grinding rumble, and standing atop it made one’s body feel as if it were being shaken apart. Suddenly, the ground under Bologue’s feet rose up sharply.
The entire area quickly ascended, causing the world to seem misplaced, distorted, sending chills down one’s spine.
Yet this still couldn’t stop Red Dog. Under the cut of the Extre Realm Sword, the earth wall disintegrated, with large stones and fragnts of soil spreading everywhere. Dust flew in the air ahead, blinding people’s vision and causing them to involuntarily close their eyes.
Monts later, the sound of clinking footsteps approached, and the scarlet figure erged, breaking through the dust.
In the absolute Power of the Extre Realm, every strike from Red Dog was enough to split mountains and rocks, rendering Bologue’s moves aningless to him.
Bologue roared and swung the Sword Axe, eting Red Dog’s Power of the Extre Realm. At the mont they were about to intersect, Bologue deliberately avoided the Immovable Sword, allowing the deadly blade to pierce through his chest.
A surge of blood spurted out, dripping continuously onto the ground. Bologue’s blood instantly dyed the entire earth red, becoming part of it.
The Heart-devouring Song in his mind grew louder, and Bologue twisted his face in pain, moaning with difficulty but unable to utter sounds.
Bologue whispered in his heart, "It’s your turn."
A roar of an engine and the sound of a heartbeat suddenly masked the sinister lody.
Red Dog heard it.
At this mont, Bologue’s ntal and physical suffering disappeared, replaced by an unquenchable rage. He felt his blood turn into lava, burning and erupting within him.
"Got you!"
A hoarse voice rang in Bologue’s throat, and in an instant, the Deceitful Snake Scale Liquid transford into countless chains wrapping around Red Dog, who tried to pull out the Immovable Sword, but just then, the Canyin light shone through.
Lying beside Bologue was Geoffrey, burning his last Ether, forcibly freezing Red Dog’s movents. Blood filled Geoffrey’s sight, and he almost saw nothing.
Bologue knew Red Dog would co; he’s a wise man masquerading as a madman, seemingly sword-fighting with Lebius, but his true aim was the Iron Coffin.
Using himself as bait to endure the strike, Bologue, relying on the fleeting power brought by the Vengeful Saw Axe, backhandedly stabbed the Resent Bite along the wound slashed by Lebius.
With the Resent Bite cleaving through the Ether stream’s characteristics and Secret Energy·Commanding Decree’s targeting, the blade easily pierced Red Dog’s body, followed by the bloodstained Hand Axe chopping down fiercely.
At the sa ti, Geoffrey struggled to maintain his Secret Energy, and the Canyin light faded away. The Immovable Sword extracted from Bologue’s body, like carrying barbs, pulled out Bologue’s internal organs together, shaking them into blood.
Logically, Bologue should be dead, but rage filled his mind. He recalled what Aimou said: under the dominion of the Vengeful Saw Axe, the user, even when suffering fatal damage, would still be sustained by rage until the fight was over.
Bologue liked this strength; it was a perfect match for his Undying Body.
The Vengeful Saw Axe hacked into Red Dog’s abdon, under the blood’s dye, its serrated axe blade crossed and ground, like a thousand blades, gnawing at Red Dog’s Armor, chewing up the tal, and even reaching the flesh.
It was like a chainsaw cutting into the body, accompanied by the engine’s roar, blood and flesh spewed up, uncovering shocking pain.
This ti, the calm Red Dog finally showed slight panic; he was caught by Bologue. Even though the Immovable Sword had torn Bologue’s chest, it still couldn’t stop his fury.
When the Immovable Sword prepared to strike down again, Lebius also gripped the Bone-breaking Knife and charged out from the dust behind him.
Red Dog seed to be playing with life, yet he still retained his rationality. Although Lebius was filled with hatred towards him, he didn’t mind turning a one-on-one death duel into a hunt.
Lebius was free from those pedantic notions; he never considered this death duel to hold any honor.
This was rely revenge.
Just like power, as long as he could achieve his goal, Lebius didn’t mind the ans of revenge.
Bologue might not be able to kill Red Dog, but Red Dog could never directly withstand Lebius’s strike; he must make a decision.
Countless Wolf Spirits overlapped, and the hoarse howling almost pierced the eardrums.
Filled with Ether, Red Dog’s chest swelled, and in the next mont, a heart-stopping ripple slowly spread from his body towards the surroundings.
It was a bronze-colored ripple that, as it swept past, everything around began to stagnate, as if ti had frozen. Bologue’s wrath, the frenzied dance of chains, even the flight of blood and flesh scraps, all beca frozen sculptures, motionless.
Bologue could clearly feel the process of being stagnated; every cell in his body was tightly compressed, making breathing almost impossible. The air seed to beco heavier, and the surroundings blurred.
Under the cover of this shockwave, ti and space were distorted; everything within the domain was frozen, even the dust and tiny particles in the air beca clearer as the shockwave spread.
Red Dog’s pupils glowed scarlet, and a bracelet on his wrist was releasing power, causing this phenonon.
Contract Object: Ti Ring.
As the bronze ripple continued to surge, everything around was frozen in the river of ti, as if gazed upon by Tiger Eyes, causing everything to beco exceedingly slow.
The stagnation power created a sensation of being surrounded by an invisible wall of gas, unable to breathe or move.
Bologue’s roar was stuck in his throat, and Lebius’s strike was suspended in mid-air, as if ti was being dragged slowly by a hand, turning a minute into eternity.
Red Dog felt a wave of dizziness, accompanied by the stagnation of the Ti Ring. His ti seed stolen, his skin began to age and wither, strands of white hair drooped down.
Unclear how much ti the Ti Ring had taken, but its released power was strong, granting Red Dog a reprieve and enabling him to counterattack.
Suddenly, the Immovable Sword withdrew, and just when he was about to return to kill Lebius first, the chains that were supposed to be frozen suddenly were pulled, moving the cursed bite at their ends.
This blade embedded in Red Dog’s wound gripped him like a rivet, with power from the chain’s end pulling him in, interrupting this precious chance to wield the sword.
In the corner of his vision, Red Dog saw it.
Aimou at this mont released the overlap with Bologue, not affected by the power of the Ti Ring, she grabbed hold of the chain, slightly obstructing Red Dog.
At this mont, the sound of glass shattering rang out, increasingly loud, overlapping all at once.
The stagnation of the Ti Ring was broken, and the accumulated attacks fell, intertwined flashes of blades with the surge of Ether; after an explosive roar, a crimson figure was helplessly thrown to the other end of the battlefield.
After a long while, Red Dog struggled to get up; his armor was shattered and covered in wounds, the Heart-devouring Song abruptly stopped.
The battle situation was completely toppling towards the Order Bureau’s side.
Lebius said, "Red Dog, you lost."
Red Dog smiled, responded, "Really?"
Before the words fell, a vague figure erged from the mist; Bologue looked closely, could only discern a giant Scythe looming indistinctly.
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