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Chapter 50 Burning(2/2)

Palmer channeled the hurricane, and the converging air currents whipped up wildfires into deadly firespouts.

"Then? There is no then," the third seat's voice was full of helplessness and bitterness, "You can also notice that I am obviously very different from ordinary people, and this congenital defect limits me."

"It's nothing."

Palmer vaguely guessed and agreed calmly. They were once mortal enemies, but now they stand together.

Now, Palmer somewhat understood the grandeur and insignificance described by Bologna. In front of this world-destroying powerful enemy, all the hatreds in the past disappeared.

"coming!"

Palmer shouted a warning.

The ground beneath the two of them shook violently. Under the long-term siege, the entire Red Peak had been completely transformed into flesh and blood by the corrosion of the kingdom of coagulation.

Violent earthquakes tore through the earth, and with deafening roars, countless flesh-and-blood creations crazily emerged from the cracked gaps. They were similar in size to humans, and their numbers were as large as an ox's hair, densely covering the entire field of vision.

When Palmer witnessed this horrific scene, he felt an indescribable shock in his heart. They roared and roared with a disgusting stench, as if they were going to swallow everything up.

What shocked Palmer even more was that among this endless tide of monsters, there were actually several giant worms that emerged. Their bodies were so huge that they were like mountains of flesh wriggling, and every inch of their skin was full of twists.

and evil.

"We call those bugs tunnel-digging bugs," a voice from the third seat sounded from the side. "Although they are huge and terrifying, they are actually nothing powerful. Their only use is to dig roads deep underground and assist in the process of slurry."

The country is just spreading it.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the third tiger jumped into the cracked gap. The defender's power exploded, and he swung the broken sword in his hand and split a giant worm in half with one strike, causing thick blood to fly.

Soon, Palmer could no longer see the figure of the third seat, but he could detect the etheric reaction of the third seat and the sweet sound of metal tearing flesh.

The third seat went to attack those tunneling insects. Palmer stayed alone on the ground, guarding the real anchor. Boundless flesh and blood creations emerged. Palmer did not hold back and detonated his own weapon with all his strength.

The ether is roaring and boiling, constantly resonating with the infinite ether that is vented from the etheric realm after being anchored in the real world.

Condensate, stir, gather, burst out!

Palmer's alchemical matrix was operating at its limit, and the field expanded to the extreme. The secret energy surged like a flood, without any reservation, and exploded in full force.

Secret Energy·Wind Passes!

Palmer shouted lowly, and in an instant, countless wind blades gathered together, intertwined and merged with each other, turning into deadly cyclones.

Driven by the excitement of the ether, these cyclones rapidly expanded and became manic, rising like giant dragons and turning into tornadoes that supported the heaven and earth.

Countless flesh and blood creatures roared and screamed, swarming towards Palmer. However, before they could get close to Palmer, they were swept into the tornado by the strong wind.

Like falling into a meat grinder, these flesh and blood creations were strangled crazily by the overlapping wind blades in the tornado, and instantly turned into pieces of delicate meat, splashing in the air.

The scarlet mist rose up, but quickly dissipated under the strong wind.

Dozens of tornadoes raged past, invincible, passing through the mountains and forests, rolling up the clumps of wildfires and throwing seas of fire into the air.

Countless ferocious figures struggled and cried in the strong wind, but were ruthlessly overturned and thrown away. Burning corpses fell from the sky like raindrops, crackling on the ground, and were torn apart, which was too horrible to see.

Palmer stood in the wind, with the light of the alchemical matrix flowing around him. The terrifying wind field perfectly defended the anchor of the real world and maintained the stability of the passage between the two worlds.

At the same time, a terrifying ether reaction erupted from the front.

In the vast sea of ​​​​fire that stretched for several miles, Boluoge picked up his sword and axe, and stepped on one cyclone after another to reach Xilin's side.

Xilin was still happy to overturn the earth, lift up the terrifying floating islands, and smash them into the sea of ​​​​fire ahead. Seeing Boluo Ge coming in person, his face was filled with an evil smile.

Before Xilin could say anything, on the other side of the sea of ​​​​fire, the Glory Ones, who were eyeing eagerly, stepped forward, and the roaring ether rolled up a heat wave and came towards them.

Bologo calmly slashed out his resentful bite, and the high concentration of ether was wrapped in the blade, turning into a fatal ether impact, colliding with the heat wave, causing shock waves to hit the burning earth.

"Why do so many Glorious Ones appear in the King's Secret Sword again?"

Boluogo looked at the glorious ones approaching step by step in front of him, his voice was cold.

"They are not from the King's Secret Sword...at least not originally."

Xilin answered slowly and threw out another giant floating island in his hand. The shadow that covered the sky and sun enveloped the two glorious ones, and then they were shattered into countless pieces in a burst of etheric riots.

The rocks hit the ground with a clatter.

"During this period, I fought with them many times and successfully killed a Glory One. His alchemy matrix seemed a bit old and did not seem to belong to our era."

Xilin moved his wrist while recalling the details of the battle.

Lifting a huge boulder, he threw it at the approaching Glorious Ones. As soon as the shadow of the huge island covered the two of them, it was torn into pieces by the manic ether. Countless falling rocks fell like meteors, causing continuous shocks.

The sound echoed in the night.

This attack method is quite effective against those large-scale flesh and blood creations, but it can only cause some shock to the Glorious Ones, but cannot bring substantial damage.

Xilin stopped this futile attack, spread his palms, as if summoning something, and at the same time, he continued.

"I guess they may be debtors collected by Beelzebub over the long years, just like those guys in the Immortal Club. So, theoretically, they should belong to the Orangutan Sect..."

Xilin's voice suddenly stopped, and he smiled helplessly, "Forget it, it's time like this, what about the Orang Fu Sect and the King's Secret Sword? Anyway, kill them all, and the problem will be solved.

"

Boluogo nodded slightly to express his approval. In the final analysis, whether it was the King's Secret Sword or the Orangutan Sect, they were all Beelzebub's pawns.

A loud and sharp sound came from a distance, and Boluogo immediately looked in the direction of the sound, only to see a burning fireball quickly approaching the two of them.

When the bolide approached Xilin, he grabbed the blazing fire. The flames weakened slightly in Xilin's hands, and a burning fire sword appeared.

The Supreme Secret Sword: The Sword of Core Flame.

Xilin glanced at Boluogo provocatively, but Boluogo showed no sign of weakness. The swords and axes in his hands intersected rapidly, and sparks burst out from the harsh iron sound, flashing with dangerous light.

The sparks were fleeting, and during this brief intersection, the blazing fire on the ax blade and the sword's edge burst out. The blazing fire spread crazily, and the terrifying high temperature distorted the air, forming heat waves that were suffocating.
Chapter completed!
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