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Once this sentence ca out, the atmosphere in front of the Ruoshui Base instantly beca tense!

Whether it was the Dusk Society mbers or the Fire-Stealers, at this mont they all tensed their bodies, looking at each other as if facing a great enemy, as if they had already made preparations for a massive fight.

Buzz——

Just at this ti,

A bone-chilling wild wind swept over from the distance!

Imdiately after was a collapsing sound akin to heaven falling and earth rending, as if rolling thunder spread from the earth, rapidly assaulting here!

Everyone's minds shook, simultaneously turning their heads to look. They only saw that wherever that wild wind swept past, all man-made buildings crashed down like toy blocks. Houses, streets, power plants, underground shelters... human civilization was like tiny and fragile dust, blown away without a trace by this wind.

The Ruoshui Bastion was reduced to ruins in a gust of wind. Countless collapsing houses made the earth violently tremble. Rolling smoke and dust shot up into the sky, like a heaven-destroying and earth-shattering high wall, swept up by the wild wind, surging forward!

At the sa ti, a world-ending Oppressive Aura that violently shook everyone's minds descended upon the human world!

"This is bad..."

Queen of Spades looked with an ugly expression at that rapidly rolling hurricane, and the shadow of the giant dragon outlined within the sky-blotting dust, muttering,

"It... has co."

Chi Tong's face was similarly pale as paper. He nervously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, reciting that annotated sentence:

"[The Wailing Wilderness Singer Who Praises Destruction, The Dust Dragon That Scatters Civilizations]..."

"We can't let its wind blow to the Ruoshui Base!" Queen of Diamonds imdiately spoke. "The Lord of Ruoshui is still inside!"

Buzz buzz——

The wind wall that scattered civilization rapidly approached.

Under the world-ending oppressive feeling, the hem of Li Leider's clothes fluttered wildly. He pressed his hat brim with one hand, his brows tightly furrowing!

He looked at the giant dragon shadow outlined within the sky-blotting dust, unwillingness and anger flashing through his eyes once again. He seemingly didn't plan on sitting and waiting for death, but instead raised his hands, grabbing from afar at that wind wall pressing over...

His spiritual power surged frantically. His eighth-tier Path of the Thief was pushed to the extre, to the extent that the veins on his neck bulged one by one!

"I will try my best to steal a rift in the wind..."

"All of you hide behind ."

Li Leider spoke in a cold voice.

The Dusk Society mbers froze, but the four Thief Saints of the Fire-Stealers stood behind Li Leider without hesitation... Watching that wind wall rapidly approaching, everyone's hearts leaped to their throats...

A trace of ruthlessness flashed through Li Leider's deep blue pupils. Just at the instant he was prepared to activate the Stealing Art and risk his life in a desperate struggle, that super wind wall spanning over ten kiloters abruptly stalled!

Thud————

In the next second,

The entire wind wall abruptly vanished!

It was as if so kind of power forcibly negated the existence of this wind wall. An empty hole was directly punched into the originally extrely chaotic sky, and the flying dust vanished out of thin air...

Those hurricane traces deeply plowed into the earth also all stopped in front of the Ruoshui Base.

Li Leider still maintained his posture of raising his hands, freezing in place...

The four Thief Saints behind him even more so simultaneously showed astonishnt!

Has the King's strength actually reached this degree?! A ten-kiloter-long world-ending wind wall, stolen away just like that?

Wait...

That's not right...

As everyone fixed their eyes to look at the empty hole in the dust, they only saw that under the dim sunlight, a Theatrical Robe with a red base and black patterns fluttered loudly. A figure stood calmly atop the ruins, cinnabar-like glazed earrings silently swaying...

He just looked like this at that sky-blotting skeletal giant dragon in the sky, his crimson eyes slightly narrowed.

After a brief silence...

A world-ending Oppressive Aura explosively erupted from his body!!

"——Scram."

It was as if endless crimson burst forth from the nothingness behind him, turning into a heaven-soaring pillar of fire sweeping across the firmant. The loudly fluttering Theatrical Robe was like churning red clouds, forcibly colliding with Cessation Calamity's Oppressive Aura. A visible aura vortex took shape in midair!

The instant Calamity of Mockery's aura rose from the ruins, Cessation Calamity's figure in the air violently paused.

It seed to rember that nightmarish chase between the two Mockeries over three hundred years ago, and the severe beating engraved into its bones. A deep dread surfaced from the bottom of its heart...

Damn it, why is this guy here?!

Cessation Calamity hesitated. It looked down at this domain that had already been reduced to ruins, flapping its two wings for the ti being and soaring into the sky...

It didn't plan on fighting to the death with the Calamity of Mockery. After all, the Ruoshui Bastion was extrely close to the Sighing Wilderness. It believed that the Calamity of Mockery would eventually have to return to the Ghost Mockery Abyss... Once it went back, taking back this place would naturally be as easy as flipping a hand.

As that massive giant dragon in the sky went far away, Chen Ling withdrew his gaze. He flicked his sleeve and walked calmly toward the Ruoshui Bastion.

For a ti, the entire Ruoshui Bastion was deadly silent.

Erasing a wind wall capable of destroying the entire bastion with a casual strike, scaring off the world-ending Cessation Calamity with a single sentence... Looking at that red-clothed figure, everyone truly had a concrete cognition of 'powerful' for the first ti.

"Could it be, he is..."

Lin Xi spoke sowhat uncertainly.

"That's right." Li Shangfeng nodded heavily. "He is the Red King!"

The vast majority of the mbers were seeing the Red King himself for the first ti, and they even less expected that this Red King would actually emanate a world-ending aura... For a ti, they were all so shocked they couldn't speak.

Even Thief Saint Qing Huo beside them was dumbfounded... He ruthlessly pinched his own thigh, muttering to himself:

"Mother of God... the Dusk Society's Red King, is a world-ending Calamity???"

But facts proved that the Dusk Society mbers' acceptance of this kind of thing was very high. They were only dazed for a mont before recovering their senses, but they still instinctively shifted their gazes, seemingly not daring to et Chen Ling's eyes...

Reverence, admiration, doubt, curiosity, restraint... Under extrely complex psychology, they spoke respectfully:

"Greetings, Red King, My Lord."

"Greetings, Red King, My Lord..."

Chen Ling's gaze swept over these familiar yet unfamiliar faces one by one, his sharp gaze softening sowhat... He gently gave an 'en', passed through the crowd, and then walked straight toward the base's main gate.

"Queen of Diamonds." Chen Ling said faintly.

"Red King, My Lord, what are your orders?" Queen of Diamonds imdiately replied respectfully.

"Lead them to guard the outside of the base well. Do not let Calamities barge in."

"Yes!"

Chen Ling passed through the crowd, slowly stopping his footsteps.

A figure draped in an English trench coat, wearing a Western-style Fedora, was silently standing in front of him...

Li Leider subconsciously shifted his gaze, avoiding eye contact with Chen Ling... This King of the Fire-Stealers who was still full of an oppressive feeling just now, actually looked sowhat nervous at this mont. He slightly lowered his head, using the hat brim to block his face, not saying a word.

Chen Ling quietly watched him for a long ti...

Then he bypassed him, walking alone into the base.

"As for you..."

"Just like them, wait for at the door."

Li Leider's figure shook slightly, silently lowering his head a bit more... His hands under his sleeves silently clenched tightly, standing quietly in place like a sculpture.

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