The power of light suddenly appeared, and the rolling firelight attached to the sword and axe. At the same time, the snake scales opened from behind Boluogo, and the extended steel arm grabbed the sword, and the cold metal intertwined into a majestic

of rings.

Boluoge's slashes became faster and heavier. Even Carol was shocked and her blood surged. Under the fast and heavy blows, the immortal armor was burned by the sword energy, turning a striking burning red color, as if

Bearing the torment of fire.

The wave of swords surged forward, completely submerging Carol.

However - the owner of the armor did not flinch.

Carol sacrificed her life to receive Boluogo's blow, letting the resentful bite pierce its chest, and let the saw-axe of Fazhu cut off most of its neck. The head was twisted weirdly, and the hateful face showed a huge expression.

The arc was twisted, and a terrifying howling sound arose from the throat.

The alchemy matrix flashed rapidly, and together with the sound waves and the high pitch of the ether, it shone to the peak of brilliance.

Almost in an instant, Bologg lost his hearing, and there was only an endless buzzing in his ears. Olivia tried to wrap Bologg into the shadows, but as soon as her power unfolded, she was struck by glory.

Their ethers repel each other and are blown apart.

The explosion of sound waves is like a detonated bomb, instantly releasing huge energy on the spot. This energy spreads in all directions in the form of waves, forming translucent ripples that continue to advance.

Carol's strength was so strong that it directly caused the surrounding air to resonate. Bologger felt a sharp tearing pain coming from the periphery of his body, as if someone was peeling off his skin bit by bit, inch by inch.

Tear apart the muscles.

For a moment, the surrounding objects were blown around, and even those solid buildings trembled under the force.

The other losers, Palmer and others who were fighting, were unable to resist the spread of power and could only watch it sweep in.

Crush! Crush!

Everything within Carol's field was annihilated into fine dust. Boluogo was swept up by the sound waves, and his figure continued to retreat backwards. He smashed an unknown number of building ruins along the way, and his blood was in his body.

Under the surging, terrifying resonance, his internal organs seemed to have been turned into dirty blood.

After a moment of noisy silence, Boluogo's entire body was embedded in the broken ruins, with blood flowing out of his eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

His hearing was completely damaged, and there was unstoppable severe pain in his brain, as if he had suffered an extremely severe concussion.

Bologg moved his body instinctively, but the arm he was holding up completely drooped down. Under the continuous impact and sound waves, not only Bologg's internal organs were destroyed, but even his skeletal nerves were broken in sequence.

Blood overflowed uncontrollably from his throat, and piles of blood clots blocked Boluogo's throat. The strong sense of suffocation brought about an unbearable feeling of fainting.

The sound of footsteps came from the distance. They were the lost ones. They regrouped and strode towards Boluogo under the leadership of Carol. The thorns in the distance were also growing here, in York.

In his eyes, it seemed that Boluogo was the only target left.

The situation was critical enough, but what no one expected was that a pure darkness seeped out from the ruins.

Looking at the darkness and nothingness, Boluoge's heart completely turned cold.

From the previous battles, we can know that the Night King's dark void is not expanding very fast. Bologg thought he had gotten rid of this ghost thing, but he didn't know that it, like York, followed Bologg like a ghost.

behind.

"Ai...Aimu..."

The hoarse voice echoed in Boluogo's mind, and Aimu immediately separated from Boluogo's body.

During the battle, Aimu is Bologo's assistant. When necessary, Aimu is also Bologo's executioner, killing Bologo with his own hands to prevent him from falling into a powerless state.

"Is it time to reboot?"

Aimu said this, but there was no hesitation in his movements. The sharp blade protruded from the mechanical arm. Just when Aimu was about to kill Boluogo completely, the sound of stones falling and hitting the ground was heard.

Aimu looked towards the direction of the source of the sound. It was a building that had not completely collapsed. From the huge crack in the damage, a shining door could be seen standing in it. Near the door, a black cat was standing.

Sitting there obediently, looking at the two of them with confusion.

"Weier?"

Aimu suspected that he had seen it wrong.

"Oh! Hello."

Weier raised her tail and walked directly towards the two of them.

"No, no, don't come here!" Aimu said nervously, "It's very dangerous here, leave quickly!"

In the blind spot of Weier's field of vision, the darkness and nothingness had spread over, and was about to engulf the building, and Aimu also noticed the roars behind him. They were the heartless ones. They were trampling the ground and moving at high speeds.

Coming here.

If Olivia was here, she could still control the shadows to wrap up several people and avoid this series of attacks. However, under the detonation of the sound wave just now, she was completely separated from Boluogo due to the mutual repulsion of the ether, and even if she would now

Bologo was killed, but with his resurrection speed, he would never be able to dodge this blow.

Suddenly, an indescribable feeling of despair enveloped Aimu's heart. After many years, she once again felt her own vulnerability and became angry because of her own incompetence.

But Aimu did not become incapacitated by despair. She decisively cut Boluogo's throat and pierced his heart. She was obviously the one she loved, but her attack was particularly ruthless.

Aimu didn't have time to feel this strange emotion, nor did she have time to consider whether she could hide in Boluogo's body, but she at least completed what Boluogo told her.

A high-speed running figure appeared behind Aimu, and Okun waved the heavy sword, vowing to crush Aimu and Boluogo into mud together.

The cold wind passed by, and Aimu had noticed the breath coming from the god of death. She tried hard to stay calm.

strong.

A sharper edge of coldness flashed across Aimu's body. She heard the sound of flesh and blood tearing, and felt the cold blood dripping down behind her.

Aimu turned his head in panic, and saw Okun still holding the giant sword high, but a hideous scar had penetrated its waist and abdomen, and the injury had severed its internal organs and bones, until Okun was cut off at the waist.

The tall figure fell down so heavily, and behind Okun, another familiar yet unfamiliar figure appeared in Aimu's eyes.

The visitor was wearing exquisite and heavy armor, with red rust on the edges of the scales. It looked like it had been around for a long time, and what was exposed between the large pieces of armor was not flesh and blood.

body, but hollow bones.

He was holding a spear in one hand and a sharp knife nearly two meters long in the other hand. The edge of the blade was stained with sticky blood. It must have been this sharp weapon that cut Okun in half.

"Bode?"

Aimu weakly sat astride Boluogo, looking at him in disbelief.

Bode did not speak, but let out a hoarse chuckle. He swung his spear and swept away the surrounding smoke and dust. He turned around and waved his long knife, slashing at the advancing losers like a galloping torrent.

Thunder.

At this time, Aimu looked at Weier again, and saw it sitting honestly by the door, like a dedicated doorman, and the shining door was now completely open.

Conversations, noises, yelling, the sharp sound of metal scraping against metal...

The rumbling echo came from inside the door, heavy and powerful, as if it could transcend the limitations of space, causing the ground where Aimu was to tremble slightly due to their march.

The darkness squirms and demons appear.

Countless carnival figures swarmed in from behind the door. They had ferocious faces and were wearing armor. Their waving hands were full of swords, guns, swords and halberds, and their bodies were filled with an aura of hostility that was almost solidified into substance.

"war!"

Someone cheered and raised a scarlet tattered flag. There were no signs on it, but pure blood and pure killing intent.

In the past years, this flag has symbolized brutal killing and death. As time has passed, few people in the world still remember the meaning of this flag, but it is not important to them. So what if they forget it, as long as they let it go

It would be nice if the world remembered it again.

"Again!"

A short figure climbed to the top of the group of demons. He looked like a dwarf. Although he did not carry any weapons, he was covered with various musical instruments. He jumped nimbly from one shoulder to another and from head to head, playing loudly.

The sound of military bugles.

The sound was harsh and echoed through the sky.

The formation of the demons was not scattered. They maintained their marching state and walked past Aimu swaggeringly. Some people cast their gazes from time to time, looking at Aimu and the unconscious guy under Aimu.

He didn't care about Amu's existence at all, just looking forward to the first killing after his long sleep.

Aimu was completely stunned on the spot. No matter how slow her reaction was, she now understood where this violent march came from.

This is the army from the Undead Club, the servants of the Sin of Wrath.

"The Immortal...Army."

A sound of exclamation sounded from under Aimu, and he lowered his head. Only then did Aimu notice that Boluogo had come to life. He was lying completely flat on the ground, tilting his head back hard, watching the progress of the demons.

The demons were like an irresistible arrow. They easily ran over the buildings and enemies along the way. Weird laughter came and went among them, as if to them, this was not a war.

It's a long lost game.

During the carnival, the demons jumped into the Butcher's Pit one after another, like a swarm of ants, easily swamping York, and then surrounded the heartless ones, tearing off pieces of flesh and blood from their bodies while laughing.

, brutally punishing them.

Each of them is an ancient undead, a high-level condenser wearing immortal armor. This is the power enough to change the world. Now, like a surprise attack, they are all transported to the Land of Eternal Night, and this endless battle begins.

war.

Bologg stood up in confusion. At this time, Weier jumped on top of Bologg's head and shouted in a sharp voice.

"Kill!"
Chapter completed!