Chifeng is not far from the Pillar of Royal Power, at least in front of the Glorious Ones, this distance is fleeting and within reach.

Bursts of howling wind surrounded Boluogo and others. Under the guidance of Palmer, the movement speed of these people increased by a few points, saving the ether that drove the power of the extreme realm, and allowed them to move in this short period of time.

During the attack, restore your physical strength as much as possible.

The battle just now was just an appetizer. The real powerful enemy was hiding in the Pillar of King's Power. Whether it was Boluo Ge or Xilin, it was difficult for them to estimate the enemy's strength in the Pillar of King's Power. They could only do everything possible.

Prepare for any possibility.

"The Pillar of King's Power can be considered your hometown. Do you have any good plans?"

Amid the rapid murmur of the wind, Boluogo asked Xilin, "For example, if you know some of the weak points of the Pillar of Royal Power, you can directly defeat it from its foundation, burn it to the ground, and turn it into ruins."

A light laughter sounded, and Xilin glanced at Boluogo, with no emotion or sorrow in his expression, "Hometown? I have never been back there since I left when I was young. Even if there are some familiar things, they are still there.

Over the years, it must have been changed beyond recognition by that devil."

"It sounds quite sad."

Palmer agreed and murmured, "If my room was filled with disgusting flesh and blood... it would be as if my memories of it were tainted."

Looking at Xilin's tall back, Palmer couldn't help but ask, "Is your purpose to revive the royal family and regain your crown?"

"Restore the royal family? Take back the crown?"

Xilin repeated Palmer's guess, but the disdainful laughter remained, "I did have similar thoughts in the past, but they have all disappeared now. What kind of power, throne... This thing is actually quite boring, isn't it?

?"

Palmer blinked and said, "I thought you would care about family honor and the like."

"That kind of thing no longer exists," Xilin's voice became harsh. "In other words, it was false, abominable, and tainted by the devil from the beginning."

The Kogadel royal family once had so-called honors, but as the first king sacrificed his soul to the devil, this vicious curse spread among the royal family and the bloodline, and all the honor of the Kogadel royal family has turned into ashes.

The ruins of the earth, only the blood-soaked sins left in place.

Palmer didn't know much about the details of all this, but Boluogo guessed a thing or two. Neither of them continued to ask. No matter what secrets there are in the past, they will all come to an end soon.

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Xilin stared at the Pillar of Royal Power that was gradually becoming clearer. The memories of the past were about to stir under the grave in his mind, as if countless hands had reached out from the past and grabbed his future self.

In a daze, Xilin seemed to see his father again. At that time, he looked at him with determination and prayed to himself...

"The reason why you came here also has some selfish motives, isn't it?" Xilin suddenly asked Boluogo.

His indifferent eyes fell on Boluogo, and he continued, "Boluogo, I can feel that you have the same heart as me, the heart of revenge."

"Yes," Bologg admitted this frankly, "Apart from saving the world, I do have some... selfish motives for revenge."

"Hate for the First King?"

"Of course," Boluogo nodded vigorously and asked, "Why, are you curious about why I have a relationship with him?"

Although the Kogadel Empire is the number one enemy of the Bureau of Order, most of Bolog's disputes with it have occurred within the Rhine League or the narrow countries.

If you think about it carefully, since the Wrath of the Scorched Earth, this is the first time Bologo has set foot on the territory of the Kogadel Empire in so many years, and it is also the first time he has had a dispute with the supreme powers of the empire.

Xilin was silent for a while and shook his head, "There's nothing curious about it. It's just revenge. It's nothing more than one person killing another person. It's not a complicated matter."

"Yes, killing another person is too simple," Bologo laughed inexplicably, his words full of violence. "It has nothing to do with ideas, and it has no conflict with political views. He even said that it

There is no need for any reason, just slit the throat of others... Violence is really the simplest thing in the world."

Palmer swallowed. Under these two glorious men, he felt real pressure.

Xilin is a madman, and Boluogo is not much healthier than him. Under such circumstances, Palmer actually hopes that he can become crazy... Only madmen can persevere in this hellish place.

The two chatted intermittently for a few more words, as if they were testing each other, and seemed to be clumsily expressing goodwill. Palmer was a little confused. The two were like lions encountering each other in the wilderness, cautious but cautious.

And full of murderous intent.

Speeding through the vast scorched earth, Boluogo and others were getting closer and closer to the Pillar of Kingship. Along the way, Xilin maintained a high degree of vigilance. With his terrifyingly vast field, he was like a walking humanoid radar station.

, even the sound of breathing buried deep underground cannot escape his prying eyes.

But along the way, Xilin found that except for the flesh-and-blood earth that would still attack instinctively, they encountered no obstruction. It seemed that Beelzebub and the others also discovered that blindly sending sleepers could not stop them at all.

Every cent.

After Boluogo arrived on the battlefield as reinforcement, Xilin gradually took the initiative back.

After crossing another raised hill, Xilin stopped and Boluoge also slowed down. Standing on the ground filled with red sand, the two of them said nothing, looking into the distance with frowning brows.

Palmer, who was slower, slowly followed up. Seeing the two standing motionless, Palmer also followed up and looked forward.

For a moment, Palmer felt that his breathing had stopped for a moment.

The Pillar of Royal Power is located on a flat plain, so its huge figure looks particularly abrupt, like an isolated mountain standing on the earth.

Due to the previous turmoil caused by Xilin's attack on the Pillar of King Power, the area around the Pillar of King Power has already entered the state of a gelatinous country. The land has become barren and fleshy, like a forgotten forbidden wasteland.

The once fertile land has now become severely desertified. Large expanses of red sand are rolling in, like endless waves raging. Sand and dust picked up by the wind dance wildly in the air, forming endless sandstorms.

Under the night, all this seemed particularly chaotic. In the hazy smoke and dust, the outline of the buildings surrounding the Pillar of Throne became blurred, as if shrouded in a mysterious veil.

The high-rise buildings and streets have become unrecognizable. Apart from the roaring sand and dust wind, the once bustling and noisy city seems to have turned into a desolate ghost town, silent and mysterious.

"Can you hear anyone else breathing?"

Burlogo asked Palmer. It is not difficult for Palmer to analyze the complicated air flow. He can easily discern a large amount of information from this chaotic surge.

Palmer gently closed his eyes and looked embarrassed. After a few seconds, he opened his eyes and shook his head with a solemn expression.

"I can't hear...I can't hear anyone breathing."

At this time, looking at the cities built around the Pillar of Royal Power, a faint sense of depression fell on the hearts of the three of them. Even if they had imagined the horror of the war, it was still not that easy or easy to face all these things head-on.

"The moment the Kingdom of Coagulation erupted, all the living people in the entire city must have been devoured in the twisted flesh and blood," Boluogo murmured, "The flesh and blood will be turned into nutrients, and the souls will also solidify, and they will be

Take it cruelly."

Xilin's face was livid. Suddenly, huge power burst out from him, and absolute will came to the earth, ordering the rolling sand and dust to stop.

The sweeping sandstorm roared unwillingly, like a roaring giant beast, struggling constantly, but with its absolute will, it still failed helplessly, its limbs were broken, and the reins were put on.

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The convoluted air flow surged up suddenly, turning into a spear that pierced the night, ruthlessly tearing apart the dark clouds that accumulated in the sky, as if it had collapsed a corner of the sky.

The wind stopped, the dark clouds also collapsed, and bright and soft light spilled out from the gap, like a dazzling beam of light falling from above the cave.

It illuminates the towering buildings and the city that has lost its vitality. They are like huge corpses paralyzed on the ground. There is no light. Only when the wind blows, they will make a low sound like crying.

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Behind the huge corpses, the Pillar of Royal Power still stands. Even though the Xilin tamed the strong wind and dispersed the sand and dust, under the moonlight, the Pillar of Royal Power is still in a hazy blood mist, and can only be seen vaguely.

Inky black silhouette.

Parr looked at Xilin's back silently. His attention was not on the road ahead, but on Xilin itself. In front of Xilin's overbearing power of control, everything in the field

Everyone will become his slaves, even the strong wind that Palmer is best at.

Palmer couldn't help but feel lucky in his heart that Xilin was his ally, not a powerful enemy.

Boluogo stamped his feet vigorously, and a bloodthirsty roar came from the depths of the soft earth. The flesh and blood creations smelled the breath of living people, and squirmed forward like growing roots.

The Pillar of Kingship is the lair of the devils and the core of the Kingdom of Jade. If the Kogadel Empire is regarded as a monster made of flesh and blood, then this is where the heart is.

The sound of the blood river raging deep underground was particularly violent.

"It's getting closer."

Boluogo stretched out his hand and caressed his abdomen, and a looming black umbilical cord condensed in the air. Not only did this happen to him, but also to Xilin and Palmer on the side.

this strange phenomenon.

They are getting closer and closer to the devil. Even in the material world, their vague connection becomes closer and closer.

In the huge rising blood mist, the light beam marking the King of Terror still shines brightly.

Suddenly, an inexplicable burst of laughter rang out from Xilin's throat, and neither Boluogo nor Palmer could figure out his intention. Xilin is an avenger. To a certain extent, his obsession with revenge.

He is even more extreme and crazy than Boluogo.

Crazy people are always uncontrollable.

Burlogo asked cautiously, "What are you laughing at?"

"I'm laughing. This is a good battlefield, don't you think?" There was no mercy in Xilin's words. He might have been gentle in the past, but that was already a thing of the past.

"You and I are not devils. No matter how crazy we are, we must be bound by some sense of morality. If we start a war directly between cities, it will inevitably lead to the death of many civilians. But now, there are no longer civilians here, so

There aren’t even many people alive.”

Xilin's voice became cold, "Besides us, any existence that can breathe is our enemy."

Before he finished speaking, the ground beneath his feet suddenly shook. Immediately afterwards, a series of ether reactions rose from the ground and shot straight into the sky, like countless giant dragons emerging from the ground.

Broken rocks and dust were flying in the air, accompanied by deafening roars, and the entire earth was shaking and mourning.

In the chaos, one after another, the Condensers emerged from the ground. They came riding on the underground blood river. Their bodies exuded a strong smell of blood, and their eyes were cold and empty, like soulless empty shells.
To be continued...