Attracting this thick iron curtain of darkness.

Severin looked at Vonn and Bologg below with disgust. Farther away, Holt's ether reaction was still approaching. Unlike Vonn who was freely controlling the wind, Holt was high in the air.

The way he moves is as clumsy as Bologg's.

Severin was already overwhelmed by the two Glorious Ones. Bologg accidentally hit them again, and went around and killed all the Night Tribes who were maintaining the ceremony. Severin realized that this raid had failed, and he was unwilling to do so.

, wanted to continue trying, but at this time a winding crack opened from behind him.

Severin seemed to be conversing with something in the winding crack. Soon, he turned his head to look at Boluogo, with a little more hatred in his eyes, and finally stepped into the winding crack helplessly.

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There are no more unnecessary figures high in the sky.

Boluogo stood above the transparent cyclone and asked, "Is this the end?"

"I guess so."

"Speaking of which, what is going on?" Boluoge seized the opportunity to ask, "Why did the Disobedient Royal Court suddenly attack?"

"Haven't you realized? If they don't fight, we will fight." Vonn felt that Boluogo's reaction was a little slow. "Otherwise, why are you here? Boluogo."

Boluogo blinked, as if he had just woken up from the fury of the battle, and he nodded belatedly.

"Yes, war is already around the corner."

As soon as Bologe finished speaking, a strong feeling of weakness spread from his body. After a short continuation, the ether in his body had leaked cleanly along the cracks in the alchemy matrix. A huge feeling of powerlessness captured Bologe.

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"How are you?"

Vonn raised his hand to support Boluogo. Boluogo nodded palely and pretended to be relaxed, "It's okay, it was just a little accident."

"are you sure?"

"It's okay," Boluogo affirmed again, "I just need some time to rest."

After a brief period of recovery, Bologg entered a state of extreme weakness. The negative effects were much more serious than Bologg imagined, but after a rational evaluation, Bologg could completely accept such a price.

According to the rules of the board game, Bologo's own original amount of ether can be regarded as one life, the complete reserve of soul fragments is one, and the forcible seizure of the protection and soul-sucking soul can also be regarded as one life.

, after all the above methods are exhausted, the ether siphon will become Boluogo's last life.

Boluogo didn't think anyone could force him into such a desperate situation. Even if the enemy did it, he should have fallen into the same desperate situation as Boluogo.

As a counter-attack in a desperate situation, Boluogo is quite satisfied with the current performance of Ether Siphon, but if possible, he hopes to further perfect this Ether extreme skill, even if it cannot reduce the damage to himself, at least prolong the

It's good to maintain it for a while.

"Between these, let's clear the clouds first," Bologg endured the various negative states caused by the etheric siphon, and said to Vorn, "There are still many remaining enemies on the ground."

After forcing back the Throat of the Abyss and cutting off the passage, Boluogo not only prevented the Disobedient Royal Court from continuing to invest troops, but also eliminated the remaining enemy's retreat. What awaited them next was to be burned to ashes by the sun.

Vonn took a deep breath. As one of the few Glorious Persons who can fight at high altitudes, all the pressure at high altitudes was borne by Vonn. Facing these difficult enemies, Vonn was still unable to fight to the death. He

Once something goes wrong, the safety of Morrowind Stronghold will become precarious.

Like Bologg, Vonn was exhausted at this time, and there was not much ether stored in the alchemy matrix. But now the ceremony of the Dark Iron Curtain was interrupted by Bologg, and Severin also withdrew into the winding rift.

, these endless dark clouds are just clouds at the moment, it is not difficult to blow them away.

Vonn closed his eyes, and the ether spread in all directions, firmly grasping every airflow high in the sky. With his hands open, he waved his hands lightly like an orchestra conductor, weaving the airflow into weak wisps.

The winds gathered together, and the strong airflow united again until it turned into a high-speed spinning air mass.

Countless air masses concentrated and converged with Fuen as the origin. Fuen opened his eyes. In an instant, the majestic airflow set off manic howling winds. They were like furious snakes, biting at the dense clouds.

There were shocking wounds on it.

Golden blood flowed from the wound, which was the warm sunshine.

The light fell down to the earth, dispelling the gloom and cold. When it fell on the bloodthirsty people, it instantly turned them into a blazing fireball.

As the product of infinite degradation of the blood of the Night Clan, bloodthirsters are unable to withstand the slightest bit of sunlight. Not only the living bloodthirsties, but also those who have fallen down and turned into corpses are also covered by successive fires.

This is the curse from the sun and the disgust of the world. Even the pools of blood gathered on the ground started to spontaneously ignite. In the blink of an eye, the entire battlefield was covered by unstoppable fireworks, forming an endless sea of ​​​​fire.

Driven by Vorn, the dark iron curtain collapsed piece by piece. The bloodthirsty people felt the most primitive fear deep in their blood. They disobeyed the instructions of the high-level night tribe and fled in all directions. The rays of sunlight were ruthless.

The ground fell, following closely behind the bloodthirsty ones.

In the sea of ​​​​scorching smoke and raging fire, the Night Tribes also avoided the sun, but on the empty coastline, there was no shelter for them to hide, let alone the defenders of Morrowind Stronghold, who had taken this opportunity to launch an attack.

A major counterattack.

The sound of fighting gradually calmed down, leaving only the occasional mournful sound. After an hour of burning, the sun purified the earth and evaporated the last trace of the blood of the Night Clan. The fireworks dissipated, leaving only the burnt gray and black.

of land.

The Sublimers reorganized, they were fully armed, searching the shadows in the surrounding area, checking whether any fish that escaped the net survived by chance. The search work must be completed before sunset, otherwise the night will protect the Night Clan again.

The tired Bologg landed back to the ground with Vorn, without any time to rest. After joining Holt and others, they quickly rushed to the core of Morrowind Stronghold, Wind's End Castle.

During the fierce battle, many Night Tribes quietly sneaked into Storm's End Castle. Looking above Storm's End Castle, Bologger could see wisps of burning black smoke, and a faint smell of blood coming from the direction of Storm's End Castle.
Chapter completed!