Palmer exchanged glances with Nathaniel, and he puzzled, "The soul that has been forcibly condensed will be free sooner or later..."

"But that will take a long time," Bologg said. "Don't you know how long it takes for the Philosopher's Stone to evaporate in its natural state?

Just like Mammon's ether pool has the flaws of the One, Beelzebub's crowned one also has the weakness of soul evaporation, but compared to the greater power of the crowned one itself, these shortcomings can be easily made up for."

Nathaniel silently took out a cigarette, lit it, and sucked it in. It was obvious that he was under great pressure, and the smoke enveloped his face, making it blurry.

"Sacrifice the endless creatures in the land?" Nathaniel held a cigarette and pointed the flame at Boluogo. "Even an executioner like you would find it difficult to make such a choice, right?"

"I am the executioner of evil people, not a bloodthirsty butcher," Bologo nodded, sighing, "I can't do it, but for the devils, there is no moral dilemma in this choice, only pros and cons.

"

Palmer could only sigh, "It's so evil..."

Boluogo stretched out his hand and took Nathaniel's red wine bottle. He did not use a cup to pour it, but he directed the power of control at will. The dark red liquid floated out from the mouth of the bottle, and they condensed into a water ball as big as an egg.

Swallowed by Boluogo in one gulp.

With the drink in his throat to moisten his throat, Bologo spoke about the last promotion ceremony with a complex expression.

"The last promotion ceremony, I don't know the specific details, but in my opinion, this is our only chance of winning."

Bologger crossed his hands nervously, pressing the joints hard.

"That's who I am."

Palmer and Nathaniel looked at each other again and exclaimed, "You?"

"Where should I start? This matter goes back to the period of the Fall of the Holy City, and this may be the truth about the Fall of the Holy City," Boluogo told this distant story in a low voice, "In

Decades ago, King Solomon led countless scholars to conduct endless research on the secret source. They did study a lot of things, not just the ones we found in Raymond Gaiton..."

"The Soulless One, the New World Plan, the Light Scorching Array, the Starting Scroll...these are the main tasks of King Solomon's research. His real achievement was to gather the wisdom of countless mortals and find a way for mortals to independently sublime themselves into the crowned one.

promotion ceremony."

Boluogo's voice became softer, as if he was afraid of waking up the being sleeping deep in the body.

"Seven heads and ten horns, with a crown on his head."

As Boluogo spoke, he unconsciously controlled the drinks, making them outline that ferocious and terrifying appearance in mid-air, as if the fantasy had materialized into reality.

"Red Dragon, this is the code name given by King Solomon for this promotion ceremony. I don't know exactly how it achieves sublimation, but what is certain is that since the fall of the Holy City, the 'Red Dragon'

This method of sublimation has been mastered by Leviathan, and this is another trump card he uses against other blood relatives."

Nathaniel asked, "What does the red dragon have to do with you?"

"Someone has to embark on the road to sublimation, right?" Bologg showed a sad smile, "Leviathan intends to make me the crowned one, the red dragon that destroys the world."

Before the two of them could speak, Boluogo added, "It sounds like a gift, a blessing from the devil."

"But we all know that the devil is not that kind."

Palmer was struck by this, and asked, "What's the price? Borrowgo."

"I don't know," Boluogo shook his head, spread his hands, and laughed at himself, "It's not time to sign the contract yet."

"But I think Leviathan will never let me become the crowned person so easily. There must be many harsh conditions waiting for me, trying to completely turn me into his slave and puppet, but at the same time, this is also our opportunity

."

Boluogo suddenly clenched his fists, and the suspended drinks began to boil inexplicably. This was not because they were heated, but because Boluogo was exerting tremendous pressure on them.

"As long as I become the crowned one, I will have the opportunity to change my destiny. Even if I am shackled by the devil, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, it is worth trying."

Nathaniel was not so optimistic, "But again, once you fail..."

Palmer whispered, "The world is destroyed."

The three of them exchanged glances with each other, as if there was some kind of tacit understanding, and smiles appeared on their faces. It was a bitter, self-deprecating, and decisive smile.

"It doesn't sound that bad," Palmer leaned back and stretched. "Rather than facing a dark future with no chance of winning, having a glimmer of hope is a lot more reassuring."

"What's even more relaxing is that this fatal responsibility will not be imposed on me," Nathaniel glanced at Palmer, then moved his eyes to Bologg, "but

Are you...am I a little gloating?"

"Hahaha," Boluogo clapped his hands, "Feel free to make fun of me. Whenever this happens, I feel like I am the unlucky one."

Palmer said with joy, "Don't tell me, I've been surprisingly lucky lately."

The three of them laughed inexplicably again. The crisis of world destruction is imminent, and there is not much hope left for mankind. Instead of hugging each other and crying, they prefer to tell each other bad things and make fun of each other to dilute the feeling of desolation and despair.

.

Boluogo's salvation plan is very simple. Obey Leviathan's will, be promoted to the crowned one, and become a red dragon. After mastering this supreme power, he will assist Leviathan in killing other demons, recover the power of the aliens, and then

...Betrayal of Leviathan.

Like an interesting nesting doll prediction, Leviathan knows Bologo's little thoughts, and Bologo also knows that Leviathan knows his own little thoughts. Everyone is like cunning gamblers, holding on to their trump cards.

, putting his wealth and life on the line in an attempt to win the whole world.

"So...what does the decision-making room plan to do?"

Boluogo crossed his legs and put his hands on his knees. "What are the specific arrangements for the operation against the Kogadel Empire? Kill them directly from the Hazama Kingdoms and raid all the way to the Pillar of Kingship?"

While speaking, Boluogo fantasized in his mind. With his current power that is unrivaled in the world, unless the devil comes in person, as well as a few existences such as Overlord Xilin and the Silent One, no one can really stop him.

.

Bologo can completely break into the territory of the Kogadel Empire by himself, destroy the defenses along the way, and even turn over the earth to uproot the system of the Kingdom of Cement buried deep under the soil...

Just talking.

Bologo does have the power to destroy the Kingdom of Slurry, but he can only destroy an area. The Kogadel Empire is so vast, and his power is infinitely narrow. He wants to gradually disintegrate this bloody system, so

The time required is extremely long, and even if Bologo could do it, Beelzebub would not give him such a chance.

Nathaniel said lightly, "Our plan is to directly launch a full-scale war against the Kogadel Empire when you carry out operations."

The atmosphere in the summoning room was dead silent for a moment, and then, Boluogo and Palmer both stared at Nathaniel with incredulous eyes and said in horror.

"Total War?"

"Yes," Nathaniel repeated, "a duel between two behemoths, a continuation of the wrath of the Scorched Earth, the final conflict between humans and devils."

Even though they had been mentally prepared in advance, when they learned this fact, Bologna and Palmer couldn't help but feel shocked in their hearts, with Bologna feeling the deepest.

Bologo had personally experienced the cruelty of the Scorched Earth's wrath, struggling repeatedly in the dirty and smelly trenches. He knew very well what the so-called total war meant.

“In the deep silence of the decision-making room and the solemn atmosphere of the Rhine League’s senior leaders, we finally reached this decision after countless repeated weighings and fierce debates - we will use this strategy to open a new era for mankind, or lead it to

Toward the endless abyss.

A huge gamble on the future, a game concerning the survival of mankind."

Nathaniel's voice was low and firm, and every word seemed to carry a huge weight. His tone was like a cold death, foreshadowing an inescapable fate and casting a layer over the future fate of countless people.

shadow.

"The opening of the Great Rift has blurred the boundaries between the extraordinary world and the mortal world, and the integration of the two has become inevitable. We no longer choose to wait, but decided to take the initiative to accelerate the arrival of this process."

He paused, as if giving the two of them time to digest, and as if gathering strength for his next words.

"While we were discussing all this in the decision-making room, the elite divisions of the Rhine League had quietly moved to the forefront of the national border.

They were several extraordinary and specialized armies, equipped with the most advanced mechanized weapons, and given extraordinary power by the alchemy weapons. There were also some condensers among them, and their existence was like a sharp weapon.

The sword points directly at the enemy's heart.

When you step into the territory of the Kogadel Empire, this extraordinary army will immediately start their mission. With thunderous momentum, they will pass through the narrow countries in just a few days and attack directly at the heart of the Kogadel Empire.

Their actions will provide strong cover for your mission and open up a bloody path for the future of mankind."

Nathaniel closed his eyes. Those moments of decision-making, the burden of pressure, and the unknown of the future were all like heavy mountains weighing on his heart, making him almost unable to breathe. However, he knew that no matter what the road ahead was,

No matter how difficult it is, he must go on firmly.

This is true for everyone.

"Based on the war situation, it can be clearly foreseen that once any form of turmoil or out-of-control occurs within the Kogadel Empire, Beelzebub will definitely activate the Kingdom of Slurry.

It can be seen from Xilin's intelligence that the Kingdom of Slurry is not only a promotion ceremony, but also a very threatening extraordinary disaster. Once launched, countless twisted and terrifying creatures made of flesh and blood will emerge from the ground.

, they will become a terrible force blocking our progress, making the war situation more complicated and difficult.

In order to effectively deal with this bad situation and ensure that our operations can proceed smoothly, we conducted secret negotiations with the Monks of Truth. After some difficult negotiations and exchanges, we obtained those rare and dangerous epidemics of decay from them.

.

The plague of decay will be carefully encapsulated into special bombs, carried by the bombers we activate, and accurately delivered to the target area within the Kogadel Empire, destroying the flesh and blood army created by the Kingdom of Slurry and clearing it for us

The way forward.”

Nathaniel took a deep breath. He knew what consequences this decision would bring, but he also firmly believed that this was a necessary sacrifice and choice.

"There are many details about the deployment of mortal armies, but we must understand that as Condenser, large-scale military strategies are not our expertise.

The Rhine League will send professional military personnel to take over this area and conduct precise dispatch and command, while we will focus on the more extraordinary and elite side of this total war... It is a war of a few."

Nathaniel's eyes became sharp. The din of mortal wars had nothing to do with them. The battlefield of the Sublime Ones was elsewhere.
To be continued...