Endless Debt

Chifeng is not far from the Pillar of Kingship, at least in front of the Glorious Ones, this distance is fleeting and within reach.

Waves of howling wind surrounded Boluogo and the others. Under the guidance of Palmer, the movement speed of these people increased by a few points, saving the ether that drives the power of the extreme realm, and allowing them to move in this short period of time. During the attack, restore your own physical strength as much as possible.

The battle just now was just an appetizer. The real powerful enemy was hiding in the Pillar of King's Power. Whether it was Boluo Ge or Xilin, it was difficult for them to estimate the enemy's power in the Pillar of King's Power. They could only do everything they could. Be prepared for any eventuality.

"The Pillar of Throne is also your hometown. Do you have any good plans?"

Amid the rapid murmur of the wind, Boluogo asked Xilin, "For example, if you know some of the weak points of the Pillar of Royal Power, you can directly defeat it from its foundation, burn it to the ground, and turn it into ruins."

A light laughter sounded, and Xilin glanced at Boluogo. There was no emotion or sadness in his expression, "Hometown? I have never been back there since I left when I was young. Even if there are some familiar things, they are still there. Over the years, it has been changed beyond recognition by that devil."

"It sounds pretty sad."

Palmer echoed, murmuring, "If my room was filled with disgusting flesh and blood... it would be like my memories of it were tainted."

Looking at Xilin's tall back, Palmer couldn't help but ask, "Is your purpose to revive the royal family and regain your crown?"

"Restore the royal family? Take back the crown?"

Xilin repeated Palmer's guess, but the disdainful laughter remained, "I did have similar thoughts in the past, but they have all disappeared now. What kind of power, throne... This thing is actually quite boring, isn't it? ?"

Palmer blinked and said, "I thought you would care about family honor and the like."

"That kind of thing no longer exists," Xilin's voice became harsh. "In other words, it was false, abominable, and tainted by the devil from the beginning."

The Kogadel royal family once had so-called honors, but as the first king sacrificed his soul to the devil, this vicious curse spread among the royal family and the bloodline, and all the honor of the Kogadel royal family has turned into ashes. The ruins of the earth, only the sin soaked in blood is left in place.

Palmer didn't know much about the details of all this, but Bologg guessed a thing or two. Neither of them continued to ask. No matter what secrets the past held, they would all come to an end soon. .

Xilin stared at the Pillar of Royal Power that was gradually becoming clearer. The memories of the past were about to stir under the grave in his mind, as if countless hands had reached out from the past and grabbed his future self.

In a daze, Xilin seemed to see his father again. At that time, he looked at him with determination and prayed to himself...

"The reason why you came here also has some selfish motives, isn't it?" Xilin suddenly asked Bologo.

His cold eyes fell on Boluogo, and he continued, "Boluogo, I can feel that you have the same heart as me, the heart of revenge."

"Yes," Boluogo admitted this frankly, "Aside from saving the world, I do have some... selfish motives for revenge."

"Hatred against the First King?"

"Of course," Boluogo nodded vigorously and asked, "Why, are you curious about why I have a relationship with him?"

Although the Kogadel Empire is the number one enemy of the Bureau of Order, most of Bolog's disputes with it have occurred within the Rhine League or the narrow countries.

Thinking about it carefully, since the Wrath of the Scorched Earth, this is the first time Bologo has set foot on the territory of the Kogadel Empire in so many years, and it is also the first time he has had a dispute with the supreme powers of the empire.

Xilin was silent for a while and shook his head, "There's nothing curious about it. It's just revenge. It's nothing more than one person killing another person. It's not a complicated matter."

"Yes, killing another person is too simple." Bologo laughed inexplicably, his words full of violence. "It has nothing to do with ideas and has no conflict with political views. It even says that it No reason is needed, just slit someone's throat... Violence is the simplest thing in the world."

Palmer swallowed. Under these two glorious men, he felt real pressure.

Xilin is a madman, and Boluogo is not much healthier than him. Under such circumstances, Palmer actually hopes that he can become crazy... Only madmen can persist in this hellish place.

The two chatted intermittently for a few more words, as if they were testing each other, and seemed to be clumsily expressing goodwill. Palmer was a little confused. The two of them were like lions encountering each other in the wilderness, cautious but cautious. And full of murderous intent.

Speeding through the vast scorched earth, Boluogo and others were getting closer and closer to the Pillar of Kingship. Along the way, Xilin maintained a high degree of vigilance. With his vast and terrifying field, he was like a walking humanoid radar station. , even the sound of breathing buried deep underground cannot escape his prying eyes.

But along the way, Xilin found that except for the flesh-and-blood earth that would still attack instinctively, they encountered no obstruction. It seemed that Beelzebub and the others also discovered that blindly sending sleepers could not stop them at all. Every cent.

After Boluogo arrived on the battlefield as a reinforcement, the initiative was gradually taken back by Xilin.

After crossing another raised hill, Xilin stopped, and Bologo also slowed down. Standing on the ground full of red sand, the two said nothing and looked into the distance with frowns.

Palmer, who was slower, followed slowly. Seeing the two standing still, Palmer also followed and looked forward.

In an instant, Palmer felt that his breathing stopped for a moment.

The Pillar of Kingship is located on a flat plain, so its huge figure looks particularly abrupt, like a lone mountain standing on the earth.

Due to the turmoil caused by Xilin's attack on the Pillar of Kingship, the surrounding area of ​​the Pillar of Kingship has long entered the state of solidified pulp. The land has become barren and fleshy, like a forgotten taboo wasteland.

The once fertile land is now severely desertified, and large tracts of red sand are rolling in, like endless waves raging, and the sand and dust blown up by the wind dance wildly in the air, forming an endless sandstorm.

Under the night, everything seemed particularly chaotic. In the hazy smoke, the outlines of the buildings around the Pillar of Kingship became blurred, as if covered by a mysterious veil.

High-rise buildings, streets and alleys became difficult to recognize. Except for the rustling sand and dust, the once prosperous and noisy city now seemed to have become a desolate ghost town, silent and mysterious.

"Can you hear other people's breathing?"

Blogo asked Palmer. It was not difficult for Palmer to analyze the complex airflow. He could easily distinguish a lot of information from this chaotic surge.

Palmer gently closed his eyes, looking embarrassed. After a few seconds, he opened his eyes and shook his head, looking very solemn.

"I can't hear... I can't hear anyone's breathing."

At this time, looking at the cities built around the Pillar of Kingship, a faint sense of depression fell on the hearts of the three people. Even if they had imagined the cruelty of war, it was not so easy to face all these things.

"When the Slurry Kingdom erupted, I guess all the living people in the city were devoured by the twisted flesh and blood," Blogo murmured, "The flesh and blood turned into nutrients, and the souls will also solidify and be cruelly taken away."

Xilin's face was livid. Suddenly, a huge force erupted from him, and the absolute will descended on the earth, commanding the rolling sand and dust to stop.

The sweeping sandstorm roared unwillingly, like a roaring beast, struggling constantly, but under the absolute will, it still failed helplessly, with its limbs broken and reined.

The swirling airflow surged up suddenly, turning into a spear that pierced the night sky, ruthlessly tearing the dark clouds piled up in the sky, as if a corner of the sky had collapsed.

The wind stopped, and a corner of the dark clouds collapsed, and bright and soft light spilled out from the gap, like a dazzling beam of light falling from the top of the cave.

It illuminated the towering buildings and the lifeless city. They were like huge corpses paralyzed on the ground, without any light. Only when the wind blew, they would make a low sound like crying.

Behind the huge corpses, the pillars of royal power still stood. Even though Xilin tamed the wind and dispersed the dust, under the moonlight, the pillars of royal power were still in a hazy blood mist, and only a vague black silhouette could be seen.

Palmer looked at Xilin's back silently. His attention was not on the road ahead, but on Xilin himself. In front of Xilin's overlord-like control power, everything in the field would become his slaves, even the wind that Palmer was best at.

Palmer couldn't help but feel fortunate that Xilin was his ally, not a strong enemy.

Bologo stomped his feet hard, and a bloodthirsty low sound came from the depths of the soft earth. The flesh and blood creatures smelled the breath of the living, and like growing roots, they crawled forward.

The Pillar of Kingship is the lair of the devils and the core of the Kingdom of Condensation. If the Kogader Empire is regarded as a monster made of flesh and blood, then this is the location of the heart.

The sound of the blood river deep underground is particularly fierce.

"It's getting closer and closer."

Berogo reached out and gently stroked his abdomen. A faint black umbilical cord condensed in the air. Not only did he have this situation, but even Xilin and Palmer beside him also had this strange phenomenon in their abdomens.

They are getting closer and closer to the devil. Even if they are in the material world, the vague connection is becoming closer and closer.

In the huge blood mist, the light column marking the King of Terror is still shining.

Suddenly, a burst of inexplicable laughter came from Xilin's throat. Berogo and Palmer couldn't figure out his intentions. Xilin is an avenger. To some extent, his obsession with revenge is more extreme and crazy than Berogo.

Madmen are always uncontrollable.

Bologo asked cautiously, "What are you laughing at?"

"I am laughing. This is a good battlefield, don't you think?" There was no mercy in Xilin's words. He may have been gentle before, but that was in the past.

"You and I are not devils. No matter how crazy we are, we are more or less bound by some sense of morality. If we start a war directly between cities, it will inevitably lead to the death of many civilians. Now, there are no civilians here, and there are not even a few living people."

Xilin's voice became cold, "Except for us, any existence that can breathe is our enemy."

Before he finished speaking, the ground beneath his feet suddenly shook. Immediately afterwards, a series of ether reactions rose from the ground and shot straight into the sky, like countless giant dragons emerging from the ground.

Broken rocks and dust were flying in the air, accompanied by a deafening roar, and the entire earth was shaking and mourning.

In the chaos, one after another, the Condensers emerged from the ground. They came riding on the underground blood river, exuding a strong bloody aura, and their eyes were cold and empty, like soulless empty shells.

Xilin said sternly, "I've discovered you a long time ago!"

The power of control exploded like a violent torrent, and the boundless field was quickly compressed in front of this force. The movements of the condensers froze in place, as if they were tightly grasped by pairs of invisible and huge hands. Live, under the terrifying force, even the space itself seems to be distorting and deforming, revealing a heart-stopping sense of oppression.

Boluogo stood calmly and did not take any action. After a brief confusion, he had clearly seen the costumes of these soldiers. They were all members of the King's Secret Sword, and the leaders still held the secret sword in their hands.

It's just that they are different from the King's Secret Swords that Boluogo is familiar with. The eyes of these people have become hollow and lifeless, and they exude a crazy and evil aura, as if they are completely dominated by Beelzebub's power and have completely become her slaves.

This is true...

In the past, Beelzebub would try his best to hide his existence, but now, there is nothing to hide. The entire Pillar of Royal Power and the surrounding areas have been turned into a bloody devil's cave. All civilians have been killed, and the condensers have also been killed. There is no escape.

All sins are spread out in front of everyone's eyes.

Xilin tightened his strength, and for a moment, the alchemical matrices on the condensers flickered rapidly under the sudden pressure, and the light flickered on and off.

The fragile flesh and blood body deformed strangely, and the crackling sounds of broken bones continued. The slender human body seemed so fragile in front of this force. Their lumbar vertebrae seemed to be held by a pair of invisible hands, and then they twisted violently. The lumbar spine was broken instantly.

The arms also bent in the opposite direction under the influence of this force, twisting into impossible angles. Even their heads turned forcibly for a week, and their entire faces were distorted in pain.

In an instant, these powerful condensers were twisted into twists, their bodies twisting and struggling in the air, as if they were suffering unimaginable pain.

Xilin's face was filled with the ecstasy of revenge, and that morbid emotion was also released without any concealment.

Only monsters can kill monsters, and only ruthless bloodthirsty people can bite off a piece of flesh from the devils.

Like wringing out water-soaked rags, the bodies of the Condensers were completely twisted into pieces of deformed flesh and blood. The blood couldn't stop being squeezed out of the broken bodies, but the strange thing was that they barely made any screams. , the empty eyes flashed with the light of ether, and the power of taboo grew and spread.

"Knew it……"

Xilin looked at these completely twisted bodies. Ordinary condensers would definitely die if they were attacked to this extent, even if they had etheric bodies. However, these condensers still have a certain vitality, coming from The blood of the Jade Kingdom flows in their bodies.

Nothing is too much trouble.

The power of the envelope was further compressed, and only a low sound was heard. One by one, the condensers exploded into a ball of turbid blood. The bones turned into powder, the flesh was crushed into mud, and mixed into a ball of delicate blood, clatter. The ladi spread deep into the cracked earth.

Xilin enjoyed the pleasure of killing to his heart's content. The secret swords that had lost their masters rose into the air one after another, and in turn joined the ring of swords behind Xilin.

The ring of killing slowly rotates, like a millstone crushing life, crushing all living things into the most primitive blood and flesh.

Red light fell from the sky, like a flare, illuminating the location of several people, and their figures were also lit up.

Boluogo raised his head, and deadly streams of fire streaked across the sky, lighting up the dark night sky, as if they were about to ignite the entire sky.

On the huge shadow of the Pillar of King's Power, someone is manipulating fireworks. Their figures are looming in the firelight, as mysterious as ghosts. The ether surges, throwing down pieces of meteors, as dense as raindrops, bombarding fiercely. Touch the earth.

Explosions came one after another, fire shot into the sky, and the air twisted and burned.

"I thought they would stay there and wait for us to kill them," Xilin laughed. "It seems that they also want to make this game more interesting."

The power of control tore the earth, and Xilin calmly threw huge rocks at the falling bolides, colliding with each other. Astonishing explosions resounded in the air, and dense sparks flew in all directions.

Like a child, Xilin let out a burst of joyful cheers.

Boluoge found that the closer he got to the Pillar of King Power, the harder it was to suppress the emotion in Xilin's heart. It was hard to imagine what kind of mood he had when he left the Pillar of King Power.

"Boluogo, do you want to have a test?"

Xilin asked excitedly, and the firelight exploding in the air illuminated the side of his face.

Boluogo asked, "Compared to what?"

Xilin raised his hand and pointed at the huge silhouette behind the blood mist, "Compete with who can break through their defenses first and reach the Pillar of King's Power."

"What's the stakes?"

Boluoge moved his body as he spoke. During this journey, all the enemies he killed were Xilin, and his body that had just warmed up became cold again.

"Bet..." Xilin thought about it and said helplessly, "At this time, I really can't make any bets."

He said again, "If you win, I will admit that you are better, how about it?"

Bologo looked at Xilin carefully, and after confirming with his eyes, he smiled dumbly.

"Okay!"

Bologo clenched his sword and axe, and as soon as he finished speaking, his figure twisted into a residual image and disappeared from the spot. After a delay of one second, a loud explosion sounded from the spot, and the ground under his feet fell apart and dust flew.

Almost in an instant, Bologo rushed out a hundred meters away. Seeing his rapidly shrinking figure, Xilin cheered loudly. He seemed not to be in a hurry to chase Bologo. He turned around and said to Palmer, who looked alert.

"Come on, count you in!"

After speaking, Xilin soared into the air and jumped straight into the sky. With him, the sword ring and hundreds of boulders peeled off the surface also rose.

Xilin was like a speeding comet, dragging thousands of troops with its own terrifying gravity.

The countless fire meteors released from the Pillar of Kingship did not hinder Xilin's pace at all. Palmer looked up and chased Xilin's figure. He could not see Xilin's specific location, but he could see a series of explosions in the air, and the sharp whistles echoed endlessly.

Palmer stood there and gritted his teeth and said, "Really... a bunch of psychopaths..."

Sporadic explosions fell beside Palmer, and the heat wave blew up his robes and hair, making a rustling sound in the wind.

Xilin was like a ferocious beast. He was not satisfied with the way he had taken. While galloping in the sky, he would occasionally throw boulders at the Pillar of Kingship, trying to shake this giant standing between heaven and earth.

Blogo's actions were simpler and more brutal. He just stepped on the horsepower, ran forward, and solved the enemies who tried to stop him.

Many condensers walked out of the blood mist of the Pillar of Kingship, or rose from the cracked underground. Some of them wore the King's Secret Sword, and some, like Palmer, wore ancient noble robes.

It seems that Beelzebub has also mobilized all the extraordinary forces in the Kogadel Empire, using coercion and interests to send them to the battlefield.

The ether reactions seemed to penetrate the tranquility of the material world. In a moment, the ether in the entire area reached a terrifying value. It was not boiling, but layers of frost condensed on the ground. The arc penetrated the air and burned the flying debris.

Blog rushed forward as always, slashing with swords and axes, and blood and flesh flew everywhere!

Too fast.

Blogo's attack was too fast and too fierce. Many condensers had not yet mobilized their secret energy, but Blogo had already killed them in front of them, and the resentful bites wrapped in flames cut open their flesh and blood, and then the raging fire spread from the wounds and erupted, burning the remains one by one.

Some condensers successfully mobilized their secret energy, but then, the fully revived saw-axe swept lightly, and the staggered serrated blades, like the monster's mouth full of barbs, tore their bodies into pieces and chewed them.

Dense ether lightning shot from the other side of the battlefield. This group of condensers had been ambushing here for some time. Blogo stepped into their trap, and the gathered thunderstorm roared and swallowed Blogo.

The condensers took a deep breath. It seemed that this round of surprise attack successfully curbed Blogo's advance, but soon, a dark figure quickly appeared in the blazing white lightning.

The power of control surged, just like Xilin tamed the sandstorm, Blogo dispersed the thunder with absolute etheric power and escaped from it unscathed.

Blogo did not approach the group of condensers, but just swept them with a cold gaze. Then the condensers' movements stiffened, and a strange cold spread from their spines, transmitted to the whole body through the nerves, followed by an unbearable tingling.

The pain broke out in full force, tearing their sanity apart.

The condensers collapsed to the ground one after another, as if their bones and souls had been pulled out. The glow of the alchemical matrix flashed rapidly several times, like a faulty machine, melting and collapsing.

Blogo's speed did not slow down at all, and continued to move forward. As the number of victims increased exponentially, Blogo became more and more adept at penetrating other people's alchemical matrices.

The vast blood mist was in front of him, and a etheric reaction of the Glory came towards him.

Bolog guessed that it should also be a sleeper from the old times. If it were before, Bolog would definitely slow down and show some respect to this strong man from the old times, at least listen to what he would say.

But compared with the bet between him and Xilin, these things seemed so insignificant... even if their bet was so ridiculous.

Bolog took the lead in slashing out a stream of fire, sweeping towards the figure mercilessly, and then, a roaring explosion came from the front, and the deadly heat wave swept in all directions, but when it touched the heavy blood mist covering the pillar of kingship, it was like hitting a high wall and was easily resolved.

In the rolling smoke, the figure of the Glory gradually appeared. Just as Bolog was preparing for a new round of attack, a huge rock burning with fire fell from the sky, and it hit the position of the Glory exactly, breaking into pieces, shaking the sky and the earth.

When Bloggo cleared the smoke and dust, he saw Xilin's back and a horrible body that had been shattered by the repeated stabbings of several secret swords.

Xilin grabbed the head of the Glory One, and the field was compressed to the limit like a hydraulic press. In a very rough and simple way, the Glory One was shaken into a ball of meat.

The gap between the times created a huge gap between the alchemical matrices of each other that was difficult to make up. Even if the other party had undergone Beelzebub's transformation, Xilin also had the power of Leviathan.

The supreme power was reckless.

Xilin turned his head and glanced at Blogo, as if to tell Blogo that he was far ahead of him, and as if afraid that Blogo would surpass him, Xilin slashed out a scarlet cross slowly, and the bloody light appeared on the ground, and then bloomed in the sky.

The ground under Blogo's feet trembled violently, and huge rocks floated up again, like ammunition, filling up. The flowing fire and the huge rocks clashed again in the sky, and the continuous explosions were as brilliant as fireworks.

After a pause, Blogo moved forward again, and before those potential enemies launched an attack on him, he took the initiative to attack.

High concentration of ether condensed on the blade of the Blade of the Bite, and Blogo called on the infinite ether around him. This time, there was no complicated alchemical equipment to assist, but with Blogo's current strength, it was not difficult to achieve this.

The pure ether illuminated the dark Blade of the Bite, and the creeping stream of light lightly crossed the air, tearing a dark blue crack. This was not a tortuous crack, but a crack in the etheric world that tore the barrier of the material world.

In an instant, a large amount of ether poured in from this fleeting crack, and Blogo also used this huge ether to decisively launch a fatal attack on the road ahead.

Almost golden sparks flashed by.

The light was like a rising star, the light was dazzling, and it instantly broke the silence of the night.

Under the guidance of Blogo and the infinite power leaked from the etheric world, the twisted flames condensed into an infinitely extended fire sword, as if forged by the gods themselves, rushing forward with endless heat waves, instantly turning everything in its path into ashes.

The rolling heat waves surged around, like the deep breath of the fire god towards the world. Whether it was tough rocks or flesh and blood earth, organic matter or inorganic matter, they were all burned into charcoal under the sweep of this heat wave. Some hidden condensers were evaporated into nothingness without even screaming.

The air twisted under this high temperature, and the ground was melted into a glass-like texture, presenting a strange and twisted shape. Even the vast blood mist blocking Blogo was torn open by the evaporation of this heat wave, leaving a clear hole.

The cracks in the etheric world healed, and Blogo moved along the scars on the ground that had not yet cooled, passed through the huge hole in the blood mist, and arrived at the foot of the Pillar of Kingship.

As soon as Bolog stopped, Xilin plunged into the blood mist and landed beside Bolog.

Xilin turned his head to look at the road behind him and exclaimed, "The destructive power is amazing."

"You are also very strong."

Bolog's words were not polite. After Xilin arrived, the constantly projected stream of fire on the top of the Pillar of Kingship disappeared, and their ending could be predicted.

Xilin said, "Then you are powerful..."

Before he finished speaking, Xilin suddenly looked forward and a familiar figure appeared. Palmer stood in front of the two of them. It seemed that he was the first to arrive.

Xilin looked at Bolog in confusion, and Bolog said jokingly, "I don't think I introduced him to you. He is my partner, a very lucky guy."

When Bolog and Xilin were fighting with the blockers, Palmer had already surpassed them with his own speed, and he also found that these two guys attracted everyone's firepower, and no one cared about him at all. Even if there were a few who noticed his existence, they soon attracted their attention to the two monsters.

Therefore, Palmer arrived at the Pillar of Kingship smoothly, and then... froze in place, motionless.

Bolog and Xilin came to Palmer's side, looked up at the magnificent creation with him, and then, like Palmer, froze in place, like a sculpture.

Pillar of Kingship.

This huge lonely mountain towering on the plain was carved into a giant building that seemed to touch the sky by the ingenious craftsmanship of later generations.

On the surface, its existence is a symbol of the power of the Kogadel Empire, but secretly, this place is a devil's lair, pregnant with the crisis of world destruction.

Today, it is no longer a symbol of prosperity and power, but has become a place of death filled with endless horror.

The once exquisite surface of the building is now covered by a thick, bloody fungal blanket. What is even more horrifying is that countless twisted, painful, and hideous faces emerge from the fungal blanket, they open their mouths wide and shout helplessly and desperately.

These faces seemed like evil spirits crawling out of the abyss of hell, and from time to time their slender limbs would wave painfully in the air, and every struggle revealed deep despair and endless torture.

As the cold wind blew, the winding copper pipes on the building seemed to have become the throats of evil spirits, blowing no longer melodious melodies, but a series of shrill, hateful wails and screams, as if someone was cursing, cursing all living things and miracles in the world.

"Oh my God..."

After a long time, Palmer finally uttered such a pale sigh.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood and decay, as if countless dead souls were wandering on this land. The pillar of royal power that once represented supreme glory and power has now completely become the embodiment of terror and despair. It stands quietly on the plain, and every brick and tile exudes the breath of death.

The tightly closed huge city gate slowly opened, like a dam opening, and the blood that burst the dam flowed over the ankles of the three people. Countless broken limbs and bodies emerged from it and scattered randomly on the ground, as if a monster had just eaten happily.

Blog took a step forward, and Beelzebub's evil laughter suddenly sounded from his ears, as if welcoming everyone's arrival.