For most people, the etheric world is a mysterious and unknown extraordinary realm. Everyone who steps into it will have respect and fear, and be full of vigilance in every word and deed, for fear of encountering dangerous variables here.

The same is naturally true for this team that was sent into the etheric realm. Before leaving, everyone was prepared to never return. Apart from fear, they also had sacred yearning and admiration in their hearts.

Except for people like Boluogo who see through the truth of the world, in the eyes of most condensers, the ethereal world is also a sacred place. If the condensers are regarded as believers, then this boundless and strange world is

The kingdom of heaven in their mythology.

Under various complex factors, everyone in the team has extremely complex emotions, cautious but also full of enthusiasm, fear and awe, but also full of curiosity.

It is also based on this series of psychological factors that when Boluo Ge came through the wind, cut off the heads of the speechless people in one fell swoop, and forcibly controlled their bodies, these powerful people in the material world were like iron.

The wall-like psychological defense fell apart in an instant.

"Ha ha……"

Heavy breathing sounds echoed one after another among the crowd.

The strange environment in the ethereal world makes their spirits highly tense, and every slightest movement will arouse their vigilance. The arrival of Boluogo is like a piercing alarm bell ringing directly in their ears. People with poor mental endurance may

Will pass out directly.

"You...what are you..."

A King's Secret Sword struggled to open his mouth. He clearly sensed the terrifying etheric reaction of the Glory One on Boluogo. However, at the first moment, he did not regard Boluogo as a Glory One, but as a Glory One.

A strange creature living in the ether.

As for the human appearance and voice of Bologo? This must be the disguise of some kind of monster, or even an illusory entity created by the etheric realm through their thoughts.

Yes, this is the etheric world. When did this sacred land become so lively, and you can actually meet other people by chance? Crazy!

Boluogo ignored the king's secret sword. His own ether was enriched in everyone's bodies, nailed into the ether at every joint, and then seeped into the alchemical matrix.

Now, Bologo not only controls everyone's bodies, but also restrains their alchemy matrix. Everyone's life and death depend on Bologo's thoughts, and this is the power of the Glorious Ones.

"You are just guards."

Boluogo looked back and forth at the King's Secret Swords. There were six of them in total, and they were all power-bearers. Even in the Pillar of King's Power, they were quite a force, and each of them wore a Secret Sword.

The power of control turned into invisible tentacles, wrapped around their waists, picked up the hilt of the sword, and silently unsheathed the secret swords one after another. They were of different styles, some were luxurious and complicated, and some were simple and simple. Take a rough look at them.

, the qualitative transformation levels of these secret swords are also inconsistent, some are good and some are bad.

Boluogo did not have a detailed understanding of the properties of these secret swords. These fancy special properties would not be of much help to him as a Glory Man now, unless these secret swords were from Xilin, the first class.

The secret swords were arranged in order, with the sword tips pointing downward, surrounding Boluogo, like invisible sword-carrying guards.

Borlog asked, "Who among you is the leader?"

The power of control that bound everyone was partially released, allowing them to regain control of their heads, but their bodies still seemed to be petrified, standing motionless in place.

The few people maintained a fragile composure, exchanged glances with each other, and then all looked at the body of the Silent Man lying on the ground, already covered with several layers of snowflakes.

Boluogo was stunned for a moment and sighed helplessly.

Also, these people are walking in the etheric realm for the first time. If they are thrown in rashly, they might be swallowed up by the secret source. It is normal for the speechless person to lead the team, but the speechless person is immediately killed by Bo Luogo.

Beheaded.

"What is the purpose of your traveling through the etheric realm?" Bologo said, looking back at the shining big rift, "Is it for this?"

"You wouldn't know."

One of them shook his head firmly, and the fear in his eyes was replaced by courage.

They are not street gangsters, but powerful people with authority. They have received various trainings, making their minds as hard as steel. After a brief panic, reason once again prevailed, showing Boluogo what they have done.

proud.

"oh."

Boluogo simply replied, and the next second, the man's voice seemed to be stuck in his throat, stuttering and unclear.

The man's head was inexplicably deflated, his eyeballs were bloodshot and bulged outwards, and little drops of blood overflowed from his eyes like tears. He gritted his teeth, and a terrifying clicking sound came from his lips, as if he was hard.

He bit his own teeth into pieces.

Bang!

The man's entire head seemed to be squeezed by a huge force, and instantly exploded into a ball of dirty blood. Brain tissue, skull, blood and other substances were mixed together, turning into a sticky ball mixed with red and white.

blood cell.

The headless corpse fell straight down. After a few seconds, the blood cells burst and the fishy-smelling tissue spilled onto the floor.

Everyone's eyes were trembling. Even though there was a precedent of the Silent Man, seeing a person in power die in such a humiliating way without any resistance still had a huge impact on them.

An unimaginable impact.

"You...you are not a creature of the etheric realm."

Another person said with a trembling voice. His eyes fell on Boluogo. After touching him for a moment, he left in horror, not daring to look at Boluogo.

He said with difficulty, "You...you are Borogo, Borogo Lazarus."

This name seemed to be a curse, and the people who listened felt a deep chill and death. They carefully turned their eyes and looked at Boluogo. Soon, the face that emerged from the snow dust was the same as what they remembered.

The faces gradually overlapped.

In the past, Boluogo's information was very detailed in everyone's minds, detailing all the major events since Boluogo took office. But now, those complicated words have disappeared, and in their memory, there is only such an extremely brief sentence.

talk.

Boluogo Lazarus, the Immortal, the Glorious One.

"you know me?"

Boluogo looked at the man, raised his hand, and his body walked towards Boluogo uncontrollably.

"Then can you tell me, why did you appear in the Ethereal Realm?" Bologg doubted, "Is it to cross the Great Rift and launch an attack on the Rhine League?"

The man frowned, his eyes wandering, "We are..."

Hearing the man's slow voice, Boluogo said first, "Are you stalling for time?"

The man was stunned. At this moment, he noticed that Boluogo was looking at him with a mocking look.

"I guessed it right? Not only are you stalling for time, you are also trying to activate the secret power."

"No, how did you..."

Burlogo interrupted again, "How do I know?"

Sighing in disappointment, Boluogo clenched his fists little by little, and his voice gradually became stern, "Of course I know. Not even a trace of ether flow in your body can escape my perception. I know very well what you are doing.

.”

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in the man's chest, as if a heavy hammer had hit his heart. His energy and blood surged. Then, he felt that the ether in his body was stirring, no longer under his control, and it was running rampant in the alchemy matrix.

.

In almost a few seconds, the violent ether tore the alchemical matrix into holes, and the clots of blood clogged the man's throat. He felt as if his internal organs were on fire, his blood was boiling, and his organs were squirming.

The man's breathing became heavy and accelerated, as if he was about to suffocate. He began to breathe too much. His eyes stared at Boluogo in horror. Under Boluogo's indifferent expression, suddenly, the man's breathing stagnated, and his eyes moved a little.

The ground fell apart.

Steaming heat rose from the man's body surface, and his skin seemed to have been burned by the high temperature, turning an eye-catching red color. Boluoge removed his control power, and the man's body fell straight to the ground, covered in snow and dust.

Cover the body, melt into water and flow over it, and soon solidify into ice,

He died. The cause of death was the overload collapse of the alchemical matrix, which tore his soul into pieces. The injuries at the soul level were reflected on his body, and his internal organs were burned away by the rising ether.

In the blink of an eye, another person in power died.

"Everyone, I'm in a hurry," Boluogo became anxious, "I just want to know, what on earth are you going to do?"

Boluogo misses Aimu a little. If she were here, with the power of Xindiying, everything would be much smoother. But that's just saying that. Boluogo doesn't plan to bring Aimu. This trip is too dangerous.

, facing the noise and unknown.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

Some people cursed uncontrollably. Before stepping into the ethereal realm, they thought they would encounter various dangers, but they never expected that they would directly encounter Bologo.

The etheric world is so strange and mysterious that even the Glory Ones dare not step into it easily. But Boluogo is an exception. He has long been accustomed to this extremely dangerous place. Even the King's Secret Sword did not expect his powerful arrival.

.

"Next."

Bologg said, looking at the man who was cursing constantly. His power of control was indeed powerful, but unfortunately, Bologg could only control their bodies, but could not control their minds.

Seeing Boluogo walking step by step, the man's heart was completely in suspense. Six secret swords rose into the air, and the sword tips revolved around his neck. It seemed that as long as Boluogo gave an order, they would intersect and penetrate.

The man was completely strangled.

"me……"

The impact of death repeatedly baptizes the man's spirit, and memories of the past and thoughts of pros and cons are crazily intertwined and expanded in his mind.

Boluogo knew that he was about to succeed.

As the King's Secret Sword, these people have experienced many life-and-death fights, but in those battles they all have room to fight back and have the ability to resist fate. But now in front of Boluogo, they are like fish on the chopping board. They can only
To be continued...