Bologue’s attacking stride was interrupted, and he turned stiffly, the gaps in his armor filled with solid ice. Every move he made was accompanied by the cracking sound of breaking ice. However, before these ice clusters could be completely eradicated, they solidified again, severely restricting Bologue’s movents.
At the far end of his gaze, Haiqi appeared on the ruins with his two attendants. They made no effort to conceal their ether strength, which surged and spread in all directions, announcing their presence like a signal flare.
Seeing the reinforcents arrive, Zefirin breathed a sigh of relief. If Bologue’s attack continued unchecked, she wasn’t confident she could withstand his onslaught, even as an undead.
The Soul-Breaking Poison was extrely lethal, but faced with an enemy as fiercely aggressive as Bologue, the poison often had no ti to take effect before Zefirin could no longer endure.
Bologue was right, Zefirin was an almost perfect assassin, and a perfect assassin should not appear on a frontal battlefield.
The glimr in Zefirin’s eyes gradually faded, and she silently retreated into cover, spreading a large amount of poison.
In Bologue’s perception, Zefirin’s ether reaction disappeared. She blended into the darkness like a true assassin, waiting for an opportunity to deliver a heavy blow to Bologue.
Bologue felt a bit of pressure, yet this pressure made him feel exhilarated. He enjoyed this kind of all-out confrontation.
In terms of ether strength, both Haiqi and Zefirin were second-stage Prayer Believers, while their two attendants were first-stage Condensers.
Unlike the enemies he had encountered before, these four were all undead. His berserk assault couldn’t kill them, only render them powerless to a certain extent.
With the mutual cooperation of the Secret Energy of the four, the combat situation would beco extrely complex. Oh, and besides that, there was the Overlord who controlled the Bloodthirsty from afar, away from the battlefield...
Reluctantly admitting it, Bologue was indeed in a passive position now. In his perception, he couldn’t completely lose track of Zefirin, unsure whether she had escaped or was hiding in the shadows, ready to launch a surprise attack.
Bologue didn’t hesitate for long. Blue flas surged around him. As he took heavy steps forward, dense sounds of breaking ice ca from within the armor, as many ice shards fell off.
Haiqi squinted his eyes and increased the output of his Secret Energy. The extre cold descended on the battlefield, with thin frost spreading even beneath the armor, forming a shallow layer on Bologue’s face, even turning his eyelashes snow-white.
"Huff..."
Bologue exhaled a plu of white mist, and the extre cold entered his respiratory tract with his breath, freezing all flesh it passed through.
After brief contact, Bologue’s extremities began to darken, yet in the extre cold environnt, Bologue barely felt it.
The two attendants didn’t rush to attack. They guarded beside Haiqi, watching Bologue with keen interest, as if anticipating Bologue’s next move. Subsequently, Bologue gave his answer.
Bologue twisted his left-hand sword into a round shield, turned sideways, blocking most of his body with the shield, while placing his right-hand sword on the shield’s edge.
The blade and the shield’s edge ground against each other with a piercing shriek, sparks flying between the tal contacts.
Blazing Scale Burst.
The red rcury mixed within the Deceitful Snake Scale Liquid was fully ignited, and fierce flas instantly covered the jagged armor, driving away the extre cold. The ice inside the armor lted and evaporated entirely.
"Wow! He’s insane!"
The male attendant exclaid, surprised that Bologue would resist the cold by self-immolation.
Haiqi’s expression grew grave. He knew all too well that Bologue was using a life-for-life tactic. From the mont he set himself on fire, Bologue’s ti was limited. Bologue had to eliminate him before the flas consud him, aning he would face Bologue’s full-force assault next.
"Hold him off!"
Haiqi instructed the attendants. As long as they stalled, they wouldn’t need to make a move, as Bologue would be burned to death by the flas.
Unfortunately, Haiqi seed unaware that his opponent, like himself, was also undead.
Bologue charged forward like a burning teor, not only dispelling the cold but also the poisonous mist spread by Zefirin, entirely vanishing under the high temperature.
The two attendants faced Bologue head-on, releasing their Secret Energy with full force. The male attendant’s body rapidly expanded, with bulging muscles ripping through clothes. Pale skin surfaced with nurous scale-like structures that hardened into armor within seconds.
The male attendant leaped high, his limbs fully transford into a lizard-like monster, and he slamd toward Bologue headlong.
Bologue’s speed did not slow down one bit, as under the command of the Fla of the Cauldron, stone pillars rose from the ground one after another, extending upward.
After the male servant beastified, his strength and speed increased significantly. He easily dodged the previous attacks, but then the stone pillars beca increasingly dense, their solid surface rubbing against the scale-armored body, creating a cacophony of strange sounds.
The bent legs pressed onto the stone pillars, swiftly turning his body to claw swipe, equipped with sharp claws at his wrist made of tough and sharp alchemy tal, capable of tearing any armor apart.
The cheers for bloodlust continued; the male servant broke through Bologue’s stone pillar attack, the sharp claws drawing arcs of death as they descended.
Bologue still ignored him, even sowhat disappointed; it seed not all Night Race mbers were as elite as Zefirin.
The stone pillar shattered into thousands of fragnts, surrounding the male servant. He thought he had broken through Bologue’s offense, but this was actually another layer of the trap.
Azure flas ignited instantly, devouring all the fragnts, placing the male servant montarily under command. Before he could understand what was happening, the scattered stone pieces rushed towards the center where he stood.
He swung his sharp claws, slicing one fragnt after another, but it wasn’t enough to obliterate them completely. With no foothold for movent in mid-air, a larger stone piece struck his abdon, followed by more stone pieces stacking and pressing.
Without even a chance to voice a howl, the male servant was sealed within the stone coffin under Bologue’s command.
Bologue did not overly attack; these Undead were extrely resilient, and excessive attacks were just a waste of Ether. Bologue needed to incapacitate them first.
Under layers of pressure, the internal pressure of the stone coffin reached a terrifying level. Even as a Condenser from the Void Spirit School, the enhanced body of the male servant couldn’t endure such pressure for long, his breathing began to fail, internal organs hemorrhaging, eyes bulging, almost to the point of bursting.
This wasn’t enough to kill him but could incapacitate him for a period. Bologue’s focus had never been these First Stage Condensers but rather their master, Haiqi.
Regarding the prioritization of targets, Bologue was very clear.
Seeing the male servant being effortlessly dealt with, the female servant charging towards Bologue paused in her steps. She exchanged a brief look with Haiqi, receiving instructions from his gaze.
She did not rashly approach Bologue but quickly retreated, creating distance, her scarlet eyes staring at Bologue. Chaotic fantasies erged in Bologue’s view montarily, releasing nurous ghostly figures on the battlefield.
"The Void Spirit School?"
Bologue murmured, amidst nurous illusions, unable to see the positions of Haiqi and the female servant, but it wasn’t necessary to see them clearly.
The furious advance abruptly stopped, causing the ground to slightly collapse. Bologue swung his long sword, fiercely stabbing the ground before him, tsunami-like Ether gushing beneath, causing the entire area to begin squirming and trembling.
From a high vantage, the azure light trails appeared like a giant matrix pattern, spread across the earth.
The turmoil subsided into calmness, then calmness was shattered by densely packed long halberds breaking through the ground, covering all areas around Bologue, intersecting and standing tall, slicing all substances it touched, corpse or wreckage, all massacred.
Facing this vast scale of assault, the female servant had no room to evade. Almost simultaneously, nurous long halberds pierced through her body, along with the severe bodily trauma, the hallucinations covering Bologue’s vision disappeared altogether.
From a distance, she watched Bologue, attempting to continue to interfere with him, a streak of silver suddenly appearing in her crimson eyes, rapidly enlarging, the long blade thrown precisely striking her head, exploding into a blood flower.
Such severe wounds likely would require the female servant an extended period to heal, now with no interruptions, Bologue could finally focus on dealing with Haiqi.
Facing Bologue, Haiqi wasn’t nervous; he even had a hint of a smile on his face, opening his mouth as if saying sothing to Bologue.
Secret Energy·Frost Winter.
Haiqi fully commanded the temperature of matter, an absolute bone-chilling cold descended, causing the moisture in the air to condense into drifting snowflakes, gusting cold currents brushing the helt, freezing Bologue’s eyes, plunging his vision into darkness instantly.
In a critical mont, Zefirin leaped out from the shadows.
Hand armant clenched into a fist, this Alchemy Armant nad "Soul Splitter," designed by Zefirin to complent his Soul-Breaking Poison. Its effect was similar to the poison, capable of interfering with Ether, thus disrupting the operation of Rectangular Soul Critical.
The heavy punch struck Bologue’s back; the sturdy armor blocked this strike but with Soul Splitter activating, a poison barb like a scorpion tail sprung from the hand armor, swiftly piercing the armor tal.
Under Ethereum Mutual Exclusion, Ether constructing the armor beca chaotic, causing the armor to fragnt.
The poison barb pierced through the tal, further striking Bologue’s body, Zefirin exerted all his might, releasing Ether with a flood of toxins forcibly injected, flooding Bologue with endless agony montarily, even breaking sensory thresholds.
Bologue’s consciousness was muddled, collapsing like a corpse, heavy armor half-kneeling on the halberd-dense earth, like a fallen giant.
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