[Current Number of Souls: 126]
The signal station constructed by Vera ignored the concept of distance in the ’Endless Profound Abyss’, and Shaft No. 3 precisely responded to the resource allocation request.
A massive beam of light poured down from a higher dinsion, and the intense brilliance tyrannically evaporated the overhanging blood sea in the sky!
A corner of the grand city was reflected in everyone’s eyes.
The long-lasting pillar of light forcibly ’corrected’ the chaotic overlapping abyss space, exposing the remnants of the Lion Heart Palace.
The sun’s brilliance, crossing millennia of ages, once again embraced the Giant Race.
Ota’s ammunition was already inexhaustible!
Though the flesh monsters born from the blood sea were nacing, the majority were rely ordinary noble guards. These riff-raff suffered heavy casualties in the all-consuming barrage of artillery fire, wailing as they evaporated in the sunlight blaze.
The elite knights mixed among them fared even worse, their strong vitality prolonging their agony.
Even when their bodies were torn apart, they would not die imdiately. Instead, they lay paralyzed on the ground, watching helplessly as their soul spirits were gradually devoured by an invisible, unknown presence.
"Deprive the soul spirit... blood sacrifice to the abyss..."
Ryan’s lips moved violently, yet this ti, the guidance of the Great Abyss was sowhat unclear.
The Abyssal Bishop clenched the armrest of the throne, watching as Lord Roland, holding a dinner knife, ca increasingly closer, stepping over the piled-up bloody bones one step at a ti.
An indescribable fear gripped Ryan’s heart.
He clearly knew that the other party couldn’t possibly kill him. At the mont of the Master of the Abyss’s approval, his soul had already been sublimated, tightly integrated with the ’newborn’ supre authority.
But in Ryan’s mind, several voices were still frantically shouting.
Brother, please run! The abyss you worship has abandoned us!
Ryan, we must not be caught by Lord Roland!!
Hahaha! You can no longer escape! You will pay the price for killing us!
Unable to discern whether it was his own voice or that of other siblings.
"Shut up! Shut your mouths! The Great Master of the Abyss would never abandon His loyal bishop!!"
Ryan madly beat his own head, and the next second, he reached out, pulling out a broken fragnt of a skull embedded in the edge of the throne, pressing it against his blood-soaked cheek.
"Don’t be afraid, don’t worry, my dear sister."
The bishop’s voice softened instantly, he murmured to himself: "Yes, I am the coiled bishop, how could I possibly lose..."
Ryan’s body trembled slightly, a strange snake with an elderly human head erged from his back, coiling around his arm and occupying his palm.
"Ryan... release ..."
Only to see the aged snake head lift up, uttering a plea of agony: "I beg you... release your father..."
"Look, Olivia, this is the authority and power bestowed upon by the Master of the Abyss..."
Prince Ryan’s voice turned fervent and excited: "Even the nightmares we feared since childhood have now beco humble servants under my power..."
His tone once again beca imposing: "I, Ryan Arthur, will never allow traitors to seize the glory that belongs to Lion Heart!"
At this mont, the endless abyss responded to the prayers of the Lion-Hearted Monarch.
In that instant, whether knights, guards, or all the Blood Plague servants in the Royal City directly confronting the Sun Legion, all the believers let out cries of agony.
Under the solemn gaze of the Sun Warriors, tens of thousands of twisted flesh shriveled, converging at the deepest part of the palace through the umbilical cord.
Under the shroud of a three-layered feathered ring, the scarlet serpent body in Ryan’s palm began to rapidly inflate!
A fetid wind rose! The distorted serpent body mocked space in an incomprehensible way, bypassing Lin Lan, bypassing the giants, bypassing the Shattered Star...
The next mont, a sudden loud noise echoed in everyone’s ears!
A giant aged head abruptly burst out of the battered Lion Heart Palace!
The tens of thousands of ters long scarlet serpent body continued to expand weirdly! It bypassed the bewildered thousands of civilians, bypassed the indifferent palace walls, bypassed the dim desolate coastline, and encircled everything in Calot.
The old king’s shell completely blocked the four beams of Ash Soil brilliance pouring down from the giant city in the sky, and then, it began to tighten its serpent body bit by bit.
The dense serpent scales already blotted out the sky and sun!
The world was thus plunged into the most extre darkness.
On the nearby sea surface, Sigma stared fixedly at such a thrilling spectacle, a man’s throat undulating up and down.
What kind of sinister thing is that...
If his mory served him right, that face belonged to the previous monarch of the Lion Heart Kingdom...
Why had things developed to such a dire stage?
Sigma initially thought that the Alliance and the Empire were the chess players engaged in contest over the Lion Heart Kingdom, but now it seed that everything the politicians on both sides did resembled an absurd circus performance.
The Grey-clothed Secret Guard and Night Owl Hunter, revered by the world, were rely supporting actors on this land.
Just as the Fortress Legion reported from the frontlines, the Abyssal Celestial Calamity showcased a terrifying vibrancy, while the existence directly poised against the calamity...
was the Apocalypse Ark that everyone had overlooked...
The indescribable chess players were already waging the final exchange of pieces battle!
What a joke...
Sigma’s back was already soaked in cold sweat, he fiercely gripped the monocle, and with a ’snap’, the delicate lens shattered into pieces.
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