Without a moment's hesitation, nor needing any mercy, the hateful head was shattered in its wails, disintegrating into menacing petals, the scarlet tendrils entwining towards Bologue.

The Ether's glow suddenly appeared, a milky white barrier enveloped Bologue, and as it came into contact, electric arcs and sparks erupted on the surface.

One of the three Alchemy Armament gifts from Belli, intended for Aimou to protect herself, now utilized by Bologue in combat.

Bologue thought it made little difference; eliminating threats is a form of self-preservation itself.

In the state of Ether exhaustion, the reborn Aimou became Bologue's backup energy source, enabling Bologue to restart.

The electric arcs and sparks lasted for several seconds before the Ethereal Barrier shattered violently; it wasn't Alice who broke the Ethereal Barrier but Bologue who voluntarily lifted the defense.

He couldn't vent his anger through a barrier.

After continuous chaotic battles and heavy inflictions from the Silver Knight, Alice was far from as powerful as before. In Bologue's perception, its strength should be between the Prayer Believers and the Negative Power Users.

This doesn't mean Alice is easy to deal with; after all, it possesses the Immortal Heart, a force capable of breaking Tier limitations.

But Bologue is no ordinary Condenser.

The folding knife cuts off several petals, the foul-smelling blood splattering, corroding the mundane metal, quickly covering the knife in rust before breaking apart. Before it completely collapsed, Bologue reversed the sharp broken edge and stabbed it into Alice's body.

This wouldn't kill it, but it sufficed to vent anger and inflict pain.

Amid the piercing screeches, arms swung with Bone Blades, but Bologue was quicker. Under the Ethereal Amplification, the cumbersome Sheep Horn Shock Hammer became incredibly light, and with the roaring shock bellowing, the Bone Blade shattered, and the arm broke with a sound.

Similarly, the Sheep Horn Shock Hammer in Bologue's hand was corroded into powder.

Alice's soul-devouring nature perfectly countered Bologue's Secret Energy·Summoning Hand. Bologue needed a medium to initiate the Secret Energy, but it devoured all media, leaving only Bologue himself.

More Bone Blades unfolded like interlocking fangs, ready to slaughter and consume Bologue, yet he wasn't afraid. Instead, he advanced once more, preparing for hand-to-hand combat relying on his fists.

Evidently, this was suicidal; even if Bologue's fists were strong, he would be slain by the Bone Blades before crushing Alice.

Alice thought so too, but then something appeared in its sight.

A flash of dazzling golden light.

The chaotic oncoming Bone Blades slashed down in unison, yet just as they were about to penetrate Bologue's body, they froze mid-air, unable to advance.

At the edge of the massive battlefield of pale flesh and blood, Geoffrey removed his blood-stained nightwear, one hand resting on his forehead, the golden eyes staring at Alice, restraining its actions.

"You're too slow!"

Bologue roared, throwing relentless heavy punches, crushing the disgustingly horrifying petals into lumps of rotten mud.

"Do you think combat between Negative Power Users is easy? We've been quick already."

Geoffrey complained, taking off the nightwear, revealing numerous wounds of various sizes, with the most severe on the chest, bleeding continuously.

Bologue originally wanted to ask where Lebius was; at such a critical moment, this formidable leader conferred an incomparably comforting sense of security.

But before Bologue could shout, he sensed the surging Ether reaction.

The blurry mist was disturbed, mesmerizing dark shadows emitting spectral blue glows ran ceaselessly behind the fog, as though returning specters breaking through the mist.

One after another, Blade-Biting Wolves arrived with chilling blades and resounding hums. Unlike before, these Blade-Biting Wolves carried varying degrees of damage, some even missing arms.

Yet like sword blades, even filled with gaps and fractures, they remain sword blades.

The dark graces severing all the swinging arms, amidst the pack's biting, Alice instantly lost its means of retorting, but the arrival of the pack provided it ample sustenance.

Scarlet fuzz steeped with the spreading blood stained the cold metal, rapidly corroding the material and consuming the Ether flowing within.

"Quick!"

Geoffrey yelled, his eyes bloodshot, blue veins around his corners standing out.

Alice's Ether strength was between the Negative Power Users and Prayer Believers, and with the consumption of Ether, its Ether strength was recovering, with Calamity's power swirling around.

In terms of Tier, it matched Geoffrey, potentially even slightly stronger. Geoffrey to hold Alice in stasis required immense costs, and the duration couldn't last long.

Not to mention the previous battle with Hood and Bucker had drained Geoffrey immensely; everyone on the battlefield had already fought to exhaustion, this being the final strife.

Amid the mist, another silhouette broke through, seemingly another Blade-Biting Wolf, but beneath the cold black Armor, filled not by spectral blue glow but flesh and blood.

"Lebius..."

Bologue whispered, but evidently, Lebius didn't hear Bologue's words, with uncoagulated blood flowing from his ears. To resist Hood's Secret Energy, he pierced his eardrums, shutting out the disturbing sounds.

A vast wound cascaded from a black blade upon the deformed mass, exploding wild crimson fuzz grabbing the surrounding material, seeking Ether.

None of the Secret Energy among those present possessed direct lethal capabilities, making it challenging to target this monster capable of endless revival.

No matter how they cleaved, it was futile. As the flesh sprawled, all weapons faced erosion and consumption, turning into nutrients for Alice, the battle would gradually deadlock, becoming hard to escape.

No... someone can still do it, gravely injure Alice and strip away the Immortal Heart.

As Bologue considered this possibility, a mutation occurred again, and the hope he placed on that possibility appeared.

The icy blade touched the viscous flesh, and the moment it made contact, the flesh disintegrated, bones crushed into dust, as if at the command of this blade, nothing could hinder his path.

The shattered Silver Knight crawled out from the entanglement of flesh, the armor almost entirely destroyed, resembling a walking skeleton, yet strong Ether still swirled inside.

The chest armor was completely shattered, filled with crimson flesh, but beneath the flesh was a pitch-black mirror.

The mirror slowly rotated, writhing, devouring all flesh it touched.

That was not a mirror, but a miniature Curved Path Gate.

Bologue suddenly realized, he said, "The King's Shield Guards never intended to return alive from the start."

Everyone was a sacrifice; once the Silver Knight seized the Immortal Heart, it would be sent back to the Fog Abyss Fortress through this Curved Path Gate.

"We must not... we must not let the Devil win again!"

The Silver Knight let out deep growls, raising the Iron-Cutting Sword with one hand, using its authoritative might to crush Alice.

The few factions on the battlefield completed their encirclement of Alice at this moment; Geoffrey stilled Alice's movements, Lebius severed all the arms poised to counterattack, Bologue smashed its skull.

The Silver Knight surged forward, using all its strength to summon the Steel-Breaking Power.

In an instant, a crimson storm descended, countless blood and flesh exploded outward, and at the brink of life and death, Alice unleashed the Red Tide again.

It tried to use this desperate counterattack to gain a moment to breathe, but unfortunately, Alice underestimated human desires.

The desire for slaughter, the desire for revenge, the desire for nation restoration, the desire for loyalty...

Bologue ignored the pain, allowing his body to be continually consumed, punching through the petals and forcibly tearing them apart, leaving only a black throat and the tendrils extending from it.

The tendril shot swiftly, trying to pierce Bologue's body, but Bologue grabbed it, tearing it off with Ether amplification, causing a large amount of blood to gush from the black throat.

"My favorite part!"

Bologue shouted, gripping the black throat with both hands, then clenched the flesh, gradually applying strength, tearing it apart bit by bit.

Every time the flesh ripped, the ravenous beast let out shrill cries.

These cries could intimidate anyone, but in Bologue's ears, they made him even more jubilant.

Blood soaked his eyes, turning his vision into a crimson hell, and Bologue sternly questioned, "So are you afraid too?"

Beneath the flesh, sharp bone spears extended, penetrating Bologue's body, his body barely healed had returned to the brink of death.

Bologue showed no sign of dying, instead fueled by boundless rage.

"So do you feel pain too?"

With another question, fine cracks covered every part of the misshapen flesh, then shattered into fragments, intertwining with the surging Red Tide.

The Silver Knight pierced the misshapen flesh, under its command the flesh splintered, yet they did not completely vanish, but seemed to be pulled by countless fine red strands, as if needing just a few more minutes to reassemble.

Beneath the broken shell, behind countless white bones, the Silver Knight saw the pulsating deformed heart, easily cutting away the obstacles, approaching the Immortal Heart, needing only to store it in the chest's Curved Path Gate to complete his mission.

"Stop him!"

Lebius roared, everyone in the surging Red Tide struggled to move, the rushing Blade-Biting Wolf was also severely corroded, some had lost their lower bodies, crawling with only their hands.

The Silver Knight got closer and closer to the Immortal Heart, relying on the Iron-Cutting Sword, the Red Tide could barely impede him.

"The winner takes all!"

Suddenly, a deep voice sounded beside the Silver Knight's ear, he sensed something detaching from his body, followed by the appearance of an unknown entity.

Then the Silver Knight saw, within the crimson net, Bologue had disappeared not far away, and in the place of his disappearance, a dagger was falling.

During the previous battle, Bologue had struck the Phantom Dagger into the Silver Knight's shoulder armor, after continuous battle, the Phantom Dagger still retained some of its power, not fully corroded and destroyed.

The Silver Knight angrily swung his blade, more than Alice, he hated Bologue who had usurped the Power of Dominator.

Bologue was unable to avoid or retaliate, the Iron-Cutting Sword precisely hit Bologue, then cut through half of his body, from left shoulder to abdomen, blood dripping.

Strangely, Bologue was full of smiles at this moment, even having the energy to greet the Silver Knight, placing two fingers together lightly on his temple, then pointing at the Silver Knight.

"It's a feint!"

Azure eyes stared at the Silver Knight, the golden halo within had long disappeared, and then a shadow loomed over the Silver Knight's head.

Aimou's body began to transform, reversing from flesh to a resilient steel body, all mechanical structures locking, exerting power, hot steam seeped from the gaps.

Five fingers clenched, accompanied by the covering of Canyin textures, the iron fist descended.

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