In an instant, the red dog's song became even louder, and many employees who had not been evacuated in time by Boluoge immediately suffered a fatal blow.

As a person in charge of power, Jeffrey also staggered under such a terrifying impact. Not to mention continuing to release secret energy at this moment, his trembling wrists could not even hold the bone-crushing knife tightly.

The wails continued to surround him.

Lebius said coldly, "They are also dying."

"Them? Who are they?" Red Dog turned the Immovable Sword, causing a gust of wind, "Oh? You mean the people who came with me? Do you think I will care about them?"

Red Dog spoke louder and louder, and the crowd's screams also rose sharply. Hearing the screams, Red Dog laughed hoarsely, as if he could get pleasure from it.

Some of the King's Secret Swordsmen who fell nearby and who also failed to evacuate in time began to self-mutilate under the extreme pain, like a crazy evil sacrifice. They waved their knives without hesitation, deeply

embedded in one's own body.

"Red Dog...sixth seat..."

The cry of begging sounded, and they hoped that the red dog could release the secret power and at least allow them to evacuate.

But Red Dog seemed not to hear it. For so many years, he has been living in the shadows and in conscious pain. Now, Red Dog wants everyone to feel the same pain.

"Bear with me, my friends."

Red Dog laughed and said, "It's just a game!"

In the bloody game, people tear apart their bodies crazily. Vicious erosion and pathological collapse are like a local black hole, condensing and spreading in their bodies and minds.

Someone's eye sockets were filled with bloodshot eyes. He held a knife blooming with death in his hand and waved it violently on his wrist. The disordered blood rippled in that person's eyes. His pain and grief were drowned by the spread of death.

, peace is long overdue.

Others beat their bodies with hammers and sticks, frantically tearing at their muscles and tendons until they could no longer hold up.

In this dark ritual, they crazily devoured their own flesh and soul, sacrificing their lives and spirits.

At the same time, Red Dog's ether intensity is gradually increasing.

"I have never understood your secret power." Lebius murmured.

During the Secret War, except for Lebius and Geoffrey, everyone who fought against the Red Dog died, and there are very few records about his secret powers.

"You'll understand soon."

The red dog smiled. The more people the heart-eating song affected, the more the red dog was able to draw strength from their cries and strengthen itself during the painful torture.

He is like a death storm, sucking everyone into it and wiping out any chance of life.

For this reason, Red Dog never cares whether what he kills is the life of the enemy or the life of the King's Secret Sword. It makes no difference to him.

It was as if the soul had been completely devoured, and the pleas gradually disappeared. People tore open their flesh and blood, grabbed their kidneys with both hands, and red sores appeared out of thin air. They convulsed like crazy, and those sickly sounds came out of their throats.

The bodies of these people were covered with deep cracks and blood, as if they had turned into gardens of pain. Their bodies and souls were completely destroyed in the cruel and strange singing, and their true selves disappeared without a trace.

Lebius walked to Jeffrey's side, reached out and grabbed his trembling arm, and under Jeffrey's gaze, took the heavy bone-crushing knife from his hand.

He needs a weapon, a weapon to fight the red dog.

Lebius whispered to his partner, "Leave it to me."

"Lebius, is it worth it?"

A hoarse voice sounded from Jeffrey's mouth, and everyone else was in great pain, but Lebius's eyes were extremely clear. Even if he and Red Dog were defenders of the same rank, they shouldn't be so calm.

.

In the extreme pain, Jeffrey's senses became sharper, and he could smell the disgusting smell of Lebius.

Jeffrey wasn't stupid, it was easy to guess...it had been that way a long time ago.

"Power is just a tool. There is no justice or evil. It just depends on where it is used." Lebius said.

"Don't let the power swallow you up." Jeffrey warned.

Lebius tightened his grip on the bone-crushing knife, and then the wolves calmed down. A wolf with a blade bite stood on the spot, and the glow of the ether disappeared, as if it was dead.

All the light converged on Lebius alone. He knew that the wolves did not pose a danger to the red dog. Instead of wasting the ether and biting the wolf, it was better to have a one-on-one fight to the death. Lebius

Si, the wolf, bit off the red dog's throat himself.

"oh?"

Hong Quan took a deep breath, as if he could smell the evil smell permeating the air. He asked in confusion, "Is the Bureau of Order the same? Just like the Pillar of King's Power?"

As if meeting a close friend, Hong Quan couldn't help but sigh, "I think we should have a lot to talk about."

"I'm not interested in talking to you, I just want to chop off your head." Lebius was as cold as ever.

"Why? Lebius, why can you still stick to your true heart after knowing all this?"

Red Dog was very puzzled, "Don't you feel the absurdity of the world? Just like... just like... the thing you defend and hate is actually the same thing. When you realize all this, won't you feel despair?

?”

The so-called royal power is based on the gift of the devil. The day he learned this secret, Red Dog, who was obsessed with honor, went crazy. He didn't understand how Lebius was spared and why he was protected by the devil.

, turned into a devil, his eyes are still so clear.

"Red Dog, if you are desperate just because of this kind of thing, then what you defend and the spirit you swore to defend are too fragile."

Lebius was not good at talking, but his sarcasm was always so sharp.

"Power is just a tool, and it's just a tool."

The red dog's smile froze, and then he became furious, roaring and waving his sword. Lebius did not flinch, all the ethereal wolves gathered on him alone, and he controlled

he himself.

The overlapping rays of light outlined an illusory giant wolf on Lebius' body.

Secret Energy·Wolf Spirit.

Under the superposition of layers of secret energy and ether amplification, Lebius suddenly seemed to have reached the extreme realm in this way. His figure twisted into a straight line of light and collided with the red dog. The next moment, there was a roar.

The explosion and air flow rushed into the sky, and even a vacuum area was created in the thick fog.
Chapter completed!