The scorching fireworks and the rampant flesh clashed incessantly overhead, like an inverted hell in the sky.
Under this hell, the crimson earth was full of zombies driven by greed, wielding swords and spears, fighting relentlessly against each other.
The Devil had never truly descended here, yet with a re gesture, everyone was plunged into hysterical madness.
Bologue complained about Palr, even now this fellow was nowhere to be seen, and then there was the Sixth Group led by Yas, why hadn’t they arrived at such a critical ti?
In the frenzied Beast Fighting Arena, only Bologue bore the mission of the Order Bureau, but helplessly, his strength was still too thin.
Unable to trap Jia ng, Bologue could only grit his teeth and confront him head-on, while staying alert to others to avoid being killed by his foes.
The Undying Body gave Bologue endless opportunities to make mistakes, but the Undying Body couldn’t keep the Immortal Heart here.
Blocking Jia ng’s path, Bologue’s intention was clear: the two of them must determine the victor here.
The golden halo in his eyes beca even more dazzling, the golden radiance almost lting, filling his entire blue irises.
At this mont, Aimou also perked up, the pain coming from Bologue’s body constantly refreshing her cognition. Now, Aimou was experiencing firsthand the human pain and the threat of death.
Willpower wavered between fear and determination, yet under Bologue’s tenacious resolve, Aimou also mustered the courage to resist death.
Ether surged endlessly within the Alchemy Matrix, Bologue took a deep breath, stepped forward, and wielded the Whip Blade from his body, sweeping towards Jia ng.
Jia ng responded with a slash of his long knife, shaking off many of the Whip Blades, when the deafening gunfire erupted again.
Bologue loved using feigned attacks to lull his enemies into complacency, relying on the ever-changing Summoning Hand, he could always deliver so unexpected surprises to his foes.
The Alchemy Warhead was triggered, spreading projectiles like a torrential rain pelting toward Jia ng.
He was well aware of the importance of this mission, for these expensive Alchemy Warheads, Bologue didn’t intend to spare any, rcilessly pulling the trigger.
The gunfire continued, for a mont, Bologue actually suppressed Jia ng with the Alchemy Warheads. It was evident that Jia ng needed to focus when using the Shadow of Illusion and Reality to protect himself, making it difficult for him to perform other actions.
After several shots, Bologue exhausted the Alchemy Warheads, then decisively discarded the Short-barreled Shotgun, brandished the silver Giant Sword, and leaped at Jia ng with a slashing attack.
Jia ng had grown angry and frustrated with Bologue’s pestering. The towering Shadow of Illusion and Reality erged from behind, the Illusory Blade and Bologue’s Blade clashed, but the expected collision didn’t occur. The Illusory Blade and the Giant Sword intersected, yet when it was about to hit Bologue, it instantly beca solid.
Bologue was prepared for this, swung out a grappling hook, and his figure swiftly moved through the air, dodging the Illusory Blade’s slash. Upon landing, the Ethereal Amplification continued to drive Bologue’s body, and he charged towards Jia ng once more.
After several exchanges, the Shadow of Illusion and Reality proved to be unpredictable and elusive, but its attack frequency was quite slow. Although it was an illusion, when swung, it was as heavy as a real entity.
Perhaps it was an entity originally, but its nature allowed it to beco illusory.
Missing an attack, the Illusory Shadow vanished behind Jia ng, who simultaneously moved swiftly, maintaining a safe distance from Bologue while constantly approaching the passage.
But Jia ng didn’t realize that although he kept so distance from Bologue, he hadn’t completely escaped Bologue’s Secret Energy range.
When he touched the ground, rows of high walls rose up, hindering Jia ng’s movent. As he broke through the high walls, Bologue had already leapt over his head, landing in front of him again. A larger high wall rose, sealing the passage behind Bologue.
"Do you desire death so badly?"
Jia ng roared, having never encountered an opponent like Bologue. Bologue wasn’t strong, yet every step limited and impeded Jia ng’s actions.
Bologue didn’t intend to answer Jia ng’s question, stubbornly charging at Jia ng, as the Shadow of Illusion and Reality appeared once more, and the giant long knife slashed down.
In an instant, the crimson armor shattered into countless fragnts. This was, after all, the power of a Prayer Believer, Bologue was too naive to think he could withstand such an attack head-on. But before Jia ng could feel any joy, he realized there was no broken body of Bologue beneath the shattered armor.
Instead, countless blood droplets splattered, but they were soaked in the armor, not from Bologue himself.
A chilling cyan light shone overhead, and Jia ng looked higher up, only to see the hook rope lifting Bologue high. At the mont of impact, he had escaped from the crimson armor. Now the hook rope was retracting, and he was falling straight down, swinging a heavy hamr.
After the deafening impact, the Shadow of Illusion and Reality blocked Bologue’s Sheep Horn Shock Hamr.
Bologue was forcefully shaken away, his Sheep Horn Shock Hamr flew out of his hand, exposing his chest, and a crimson Secret Sword flashed before his eyes as Jia ng seized Bologue’s weakness, preparing to strike a lethal blow.
But as he was about to thrust the Secret Sword, an imperceptible delight flashed in Bologue’s eyes.
The image of Bologue in Jia ng’s eyes began to change, his identity revealing a layer of hazy golden light track. The light track struggled to detach from his body as if overlapping with the Shadow of Illusion and Reality, and another figure gradually separated, overlapping with Bologue.
A pitch-black arm abruptly extended from Bologue’s shoulder, grabbing the disengaged Sheep Horn Shock Hamr, while another illusory face appeared beside Bologue’s.
Aimou partially lifted the Shared Chord Body state, and in a semi-detached state, her arm solidified, grasped the Sheep Horn Shock Hamr, and swung it forcefully at the stunned Jia ng.
Faced with this absurd scene, Jia ng’s mind went blank. He couldn’t understand what was happening in front of him and was completely unprepared for the sudden appearance of another person.
It’s not that Jia ng wasn’t vigilant; he had considered what other finishing moves Bologue might have, but he never thought Bologue had another person hidden inside him.
What’s going on! Was he fighting against two people all along!
Jia ng was too late to defend; at that mont, Bologue confird his judgnt. The Shadow of Illusion and Reality was deceitful yet powerful, but Jia ng seed unable to simultaneously maintain offense and defense. He either swung his long blade or maintained protection. Both never seed to appear at the sa ti, possibly because his current strength couldn’t fully control such powerful Secret Energy.
In any case, Bologue had discovered a flaw in his Secret Energy.
Aimou struck Jia ng’s undefended chest with the hamr, but her strength was ultimately too weak to fully exert the violent power of the Sheep Horn Shock Hamr. Had it been Bologue wielding the hamr, it would have been enough to kill Jia ng, but Aimou rely made Jia ng cough up blood.
"You do it, then!"
Witnessing this cruelty, Aimou could passively accept it, but now, as she had to actively perform these acts, she was genuinely unable to do so.
Aimou exclaid, throwing the Sheep Horn Shock Hamr up, her arm beca illusory again, retracting back into Bologue’s body.
Bologue said nothing, reaching to grab the Sheep Horn Shock Hamr, preparing to finish off Jia ng, when a strong sense of danger suddenly arose in his heart.
Almost simultaneously, Bologue felt the scorching breath, turning his head to find the roaring dragon’s breath so close.
"You think I would let you go!"
Bologue showed no intention of dodging, instead roaring defiantly at Jia ng.
At this crucial mont, Nade attacked Bologue, thinking he could save Jia ng, yet Bologue didn’t care about any of that.
Before the flas engulfed Bologue’s figure, he swung the hamr once more, even though the Shadow of Illusion and Reality gathered defensively, he did not stop but pushed the Ethereal Amplification to its extre.
A surge of fear and impact erupted simultaneously.
As Jia ng gazed at the firelit image of the Evil Spirit before him, the relentless changes created a small crack in his iron will, allowing endless fear to seep through.
He felt he was about to die, killed by Bologue’s hamr. The following blinding light confird his thoughts.
In the other hand of Bologue, the Bright Light Blade once again transford into the Ethereal Sword.
After extre fear, Jia ng did not sit idly waiting for death but instead burst into wild laughter.
The Secret Sword in his hand grew vivid as blood, dense spikes growing from the hilt, piercing through his grip, the crimson curtain enveloped Jia ng instantly, then collapsed to a point and vanished before Bologue’s eyes.
Scorching flas consud Bologue’s silhouette.
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