Without any warning, the white and cold mist came with the wind, evenly filling every part of the space, like countless pale palms, covering everyone without distinguishing friend or foe.

There was a deep sound in everyone's ears, as if there were thousands of ghosts running quickly in the white mist, whispering to each other.

"Don't stop!"

The cry of the canary ended the eerie silence. Even if she lost the target in her field of vision, she could still detect the white gull's heightened etheric reaction through the thick fog. She believed that Boluogo could do the same.

The surging steel stopped for a moment, and then crashed into the enemy behind the mist at a faster speed. Boluogo clenched his fists, and the ferocious silhouette continued to roll behind the heavy mist.

Just like giant pythons in horror movies eating people, the outlines of the shadows are clear and sharp. They repeatedly stagger and swallow, and the crazy laughter is mixed with the sticky and slippery sounds of flesh and blood being crushed, and the fishy smell

Spreading outward, blood streaks splashed out from behind the mist, as if a cruel butcher was violently dealing with his prey.

Another sharp sound joined the battlefield. Boluogo knew that someone was holding a long knife and coming with a fierce murderous intention. Then the sharp sound became complicated and noisy, as if it was not one person.

Instead, it was a legion, and the sound of Jin Ge filled the ruins.

Wisps of white mist solidified behind Boluogo, and they gradually pieced together a vague human figure. Then Hert's face emerged from it. He only condensed half of his body and right arm, but this was already

enough.

The long knife glowing with cold light hung above Bologo's head. Just when Hert was about to interrupt Bologo's secret power and behead him, the white mist was disturbed, as if there were countless poisonous bees.

It's heading here at high speed, making a constant buzzing noise.

"Meeting in times of crisis!"

There was a bright light in Palmer's eyes, and Storm Feather took the lead to hit the long knife in Helt's hand, deflecting its falling trajectory, and then more flying knives came quickly.

Helt could only turn into the ether again, and then the heavy rain of metal passed him by, driving a dense dent in Bolog's back.

"It feels great to see you again at this critical moment! Partner!"

Palmer was sincere this time. The moment he saw Burlogo, he felt as if his brain had been liberated.

Boluogo was not in the mood to talk to Palmer about the thrilling experiences along the way. He strode forward and penetrated the fog. The pythons had completely entangled the white gull, twisting his bones and crushing his internal organs.

The white gull has been completely wrapped in steel. He is like a blood bag that will never see the bottom. A steady stream of blood seeps from the gaps between the pythons and between the scales, dripping on the ground.

Boluogo knew that the white gull would be resurrected soon, and then he looked at the other end of the mist, and the canary's etheric reaction continued to rise after that.

Obviously, the target of this poet from the Unbound Poetry Club is the White Oll. From the conversation between them, it can be seen that they have an extremely complicated past.

This is not a good time to deal with the issues left over from history. Bologo is now thinking about how to completely ban Baiou.

Now Bologo misses Yas. If his riot control team is here, this part of the work will be much easier. Ether prohibition and ether silence will perfectly create an ether vacuum environment and block the white gull's ether at once.

, under this condition, even if the white gull has perfect power circulation, it is just a ball of flesh and blood that cannot be killed.

Canary quickly came closer. She was still wearing a dress from the banquet. In order to facilitate her movement, the dress was torn to pieces by her. Large areas of her skin were exposed, like a coquettish mermaid floating from the water.

But there is no sense of charm.

Only the undisguised hatred and murderous intention towards Bai Ou.

Complicated light patterns are etched on Canary's skin, and at the same time, another layer of glowing patterns are intertwined with it. Under the dress is a tights similar to Aimu's second skin. She is wearing

The armor made of light is like a Valkyrie ordered to deliver punishment.

A mighty force comes.

As if a huge and invisible hydraulic machine dropped the hydraulic slide mercilessly, the iron coffin sealed by Boluoge was instantly crushed by the huge force, smashed straight through the deck of this layer, and fell to the bottom.

On one level.

Ripples appeared on the ground, like raindrops hitting the water. Under the influence of the secret energy Qianjun, the iron coffin touched the next layer of virtual domain protection, which was the core area of ​​the Paradise.

After a surprise attack and siege, they temporarily controlled the white gulls, and at the same time, dense screams echoed in the fog.

Hurt swung his sword.

Limited by the gap in alchemy matrix technology, even though Helt is in the third stage of power-bearing status, the intensity of his secret energy is still much lower than that of top forces such as the Bureau of Order at the same level.

Helt did not feel intimidated by this. On the contrary, he felt that his hard work would be enough to close this gap. As decadent as he was, he was once the hardest-working warrior among the people of Xitao. He was selected into the army when he was young.

A reserve member of the Raging Tide Guard, while his peers were still practicing swinging their swords, Helt had already faced the Raging Sea.

Ether amplification, etherification, secret energy·fog kill.

Multiple powers gave Hert the power to break through the rules. With only the slender sword in his hand, he relied on the ubiquitous mist to wield a sword storm.

Suddenly, it seemed as if a legion appeared in the mist. They swung their blades at the nearest opponent, but just before the sword was swung, a hurricane burst out and violently collided with the soothing mist.

Secret energy·raging wind seeks forgiveness.

Palmer called out the strong wind and set off a small storm in the ruins. The spreading fog enveloped Hert's ether, and the storm intertwined with the fog, causing arcs and sparks to fly.

The crackling sound echoed in everyone's ears like a dense drum beat. They seemed to be in a small thunderstorm, and the arc of electricity hit their bodies, causing a numb feeling.

As a believer, Palmer naturally does not have the power to shake Helt's mist, but the secret power of the Clerks family has always been good at taking advantage of the situation.

No need for Palmer to say anything, Boluogo knew what he should do. Many life-and-death fights had cultivated a deep understanding between the two.

Two flame-shaped swords were shaped in his hands, and the ends of the sword blades flowed with blood-like scarlet color. Boluogo turned around suddenly and threw them like meteors, throwing them to both sides of the ruins.

Only the sound of collisions could be heard in the darkness, the red mercury exploded and burned, and the raging fire turned the cabin into a bloody hell.

From the outside, the hulls on both sides of the Paradise suddenly exploded from the inside, as if a deadly cannonball had penetrated the hull and penetrated its trunk.

The billowing smoke disappeared in an instant, and Palmer could smell the clear sea breeze.

The thing that Palmer is least good at dealing with is a confined space, which will greatly limit the release of his secret energy. Now that he has broken the shackles, the next moment he uses the power of the storm, and wind speeds of hundreds of kilometers move along the hull of the ship.

The wounds poured into the cabin.

This is the real storm.

The roaring wind instantly made people unable to lift their heads. Translucent ribbons flashed in the wind, like hairtail fish with transparent bodies. They poured into the cabin one after another, hitting everything along the way.

Palmer's ether was running wildly in the direction of exhaustion. He felt like a racing car with the accelerator depressed, and the needle of the fuel gauge was dropping at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He can't last long, but it's enough time!

The white mist gradually couldn't bear the impact of the high-speed airflow and Palmer's ether, and the mist thinned rapidly. Hult immediately released his etherification, otherwise he would be squeezed out of the Paradise by the strong wind like the mist.

"damn it!"

Hurt cursed, obviously everything was going well until he met these freaks.

Faced with the cooperation of Palmer and Boluogo, the power of his own authority was unable to suppress them for a while. As for Baiou, that madman, he was completely immersed in his crazy fantasies. He should not have hoped for that morbid condition.

of the undead.

Borogo raised his hand against the strong wind, and sharp swords and axes rose up from the ground, like monsters breaking through the ground, opening their bloody mouth and biting at Hurt.

The sword flashed past, and the sword and ax fell apart.

In the training of etheric amplification, Hert is deeper than Bolog. If Hert is given enough time and resources, he even feels that he can reach the "Extreme Realm", which is to study an etheric technique to the highest level.

level of honorary title.

Bologger was not surprised by this outcome. He never thought that such a trick could kill Hert.

The canary couldn't give them much help at the moment. This woman's goal was only the white gull, and everything else was secondary. She simply ignored Hert and jumped to the next floor, continuing to put heavy pressure on the iron coffin.

, to prevent the white gull from escaping from the cage.

Bologg had to find a way to deal with Hert. Under the seemingly calm appearance, Bologg and Palmer were almost yelling to communicate in the Heart Network, and this was painful for Aimu who was forced to listen.

, and Uriel who serves as the hub.

This is a true crisis, a true test of adaptability.

Palmer tried his best to maintain the strong wind passing through to prevent Helt from spreading the white mist. When Palmer's ether is exhausted, Helt's death fog will disperse again, and Bologg will not be able to escape by then.

Killed by a powerful man.

Boluogo is not afraid of death, but once he enters the state of death, it will undoubtedly break the balance of this confrontation that is about to become dangerous. Without his own support, Palmer will be the next person on the death list, followed closely by Canary.

, and everyone.

There was not much time left for Boluogo. In his mind, Palmer kept urging him to kill Hult, and he even cursed him for this.

Burlogo now really wishes there was a blocking button that could filter out Palmer's voice. Now this bastard's noise has somewhat interfered with his judgment.

Naturally, Helt was not aware of everything that was happening in the Heart Network. He only felt that the Bologg in front of him was extremely dazzling and obstructive. Coincidentally, there were also urging whispers coming from Helt's mind, but that

It comes from hallucinations and pain.

The faces of his wife and daughter, the bright future, everything the witch of pleasure promised to him.

All the sounds disappeared, whether they were sweet, harsh, evil, or gentle... Helt had never felt that his mind was so quiet, as if those disturbing residents were all gone.

Disappeared.

Time flowed backwards for Helt, and in the strong wind he felt that he had returned to his younger self, facing the storm again.

Taking a step forward and leaping up, Helt slashed at Bolog's head with a knife. His speed and strength reached the limit. Even looking at Helt's life, such a perfect blow was rare.

The moment Bologo saw the flash of light, the fatal blade had already arrived in front of him, like an irresistible thunder punishment.

Panic flashed through Boluogo's eyes. He knew that he could not dodge this blow. Hert's full blow would split his head and cut off his spine, and then Hert would continue to maintain his strength.

He charged at Palmer with all his strength. Relying on the dexterity of his secret energy, Palmer should be able to deal with Hert, but he still couldn't change his fate of being killed.
To be continued...