Calamity Crown

A cold breath burrowed in his palm, trying to break through the blockade of his flesh and blood, and enter his heart.

Zila, Zila.

Tiny bolts of lightning danced in his palm.

The accumulated [Crazy Thunder] is released instantly.

Subtle lightning bolts joined together, and the cold aura was instantly dispelled.

At the same time, a chain of lightning as thick as an arm went straight to the shadow of Emre Ke.

Lightning is like a white giant python, fierce and unparalleled.

And the pitch-black claws in the shadow of Emleck rushed out again.

One white and one black fighting.

The giant white python roared angrily, and the thunder exploded.

The pitch-black claws were instantly enveloped by thunder, and they withered within a breath.

At this time, Gejir Ke poured the potion into Emlei Ke's mouth.

Whoosh, whoosh.

The grand duke's second son was breathing heavily.

His face gradually turned red, but the tension in his eyes did not dissipate.

"Be careful, this is..."

Just as Emlei Ke wanted to remind Goethe, suddenly the shadows of all people were connected together. Goethe, Sheila, and Gergil Ke were all involved in the shadow of Emlei Ke.

Then, shadows filled the room.

Everyone disappears into it.

The scene before Goethe's eyes changed.

It feels similar to entering a 'secret realm'.

Goethe held the [Blood Cruelty Blade] calmly.

Although he didn't know what happened, Goethe knew that danger was approaching.

Moreover, with the erosive feeling after the touch of the pitch-black claws before, Goethe chose the weapon wisely.

call, call.

In the dark and irrelevant world, only the sound of Goethe's breathing remained.

After two breaths, faint blue-green flames appeared around.

These flames dance.

With the sound of breathing.

Not Goethe breath.

but from themselves.

The blue-green flames became brighter and brighter, illuminating this pitch-black space. Monsters the size of lions, except for their eyes that glowed with blue-green light, and whose bodies were as black as misty smoke surrounded them from all directions.

They roar around Goethe.

The roaring sound was continuous, like a gust of wind reverberating among the mountains.

In response, Goethe raised his hand with a chain lightning.

It's sizzling!

The white lightning chain connected the surrounding monsters into one piece, and 13 monsters fell to the ground immediately, but at the moment when the thunder was bright, more monsters had rushed up.

The quantity is endless.

It's like the tide.

puff!

[Blade of Bloody Abuse] With a wave, the pitch-black monster that rushed up first was split in two.

no blood.

Only the black smoke flowed like fresh blood.

hum!

[Blade of Blood Abuse] trembled in a low voice.

It is like a thirsty traveler in the desert has found the nectar and drank it.

The long sword, which was already scarlet like blood, became even more monstrous at this moment. The thick and long blade kept shaking, with frightening humming.

next moment!

A strong smell of blood gushes out.

Rumble!

The loud noise that shook the sky was like a river bursting its embankment, and the scarlet river rushed out.

One by one, the corpses drifted along the scarlet river and quickly piled up.

In a moment, mountain peaks made up entirely of corpses rose from the sea of ​​blood.

Under the scour of the sea of ​​blood, the mountains of corpses collided violently.

boom!boom!boom!

The mountain of corpses began to twist and twist into a throne of bones.

Goethe sat on it, holding a long sword and wearing a scarlet crown.

He stared at the place where the sea of ​​blood flowed.

These are his territories.

These are his territories.

Everything in the sea of ​​blood is his.

Including those dark monsters.

"Go kill."

Goethe, sitting on the throne of bones, said so.

The pitch-black monsters began to roar wildly. They rushed at each other. They used their claws and teeth to attack each other with all their instincts. They tried their best to kill all the existence around them.

For what?

Naturally, it was for the appreciation of those sitting on the throne.

Kill!

Killing regardless of each other!

Goethe watched such a killing indifferently, but was a little surprised in his heart.

The [Blood Domain] of [Blade of Blood Abuse] is even easier to use than he imagined.

Similar to the energy consumption of [Desperate Gaze], [Blood Field] also consumes some physical energy of the user, and requires the judgment of [Heart], but overall it consumes less than [Desperate Gaze].

Step, step!

Goethe walked through the dark monsters that were killing each other, feeling the grass-like touch on the soles of his feet, and looked towards the end of the darkness.

There, stood a figure.

It's Emlei K.

Emlei K, who was as black as ink.

"It's a good sword."

"It's mine now."

Emlei K said so.

Goethe laughed.

"Give you."

As he spoke, Goethe turned the hilt of the sword upside down and handed it to the pitch-black ink-like Enmlai K.

The other party was taken aback, apparently not expecting such a scene.

He was stunned for a full second, and when Goethe took a step forward and handed over [Blade of Blood Abuse] more attentively, the other party came back to his senses.

"Are there any traps up there?"

"Don't think I'm a fool."

Emlei K, who was as dark as ink, sneered.

"You're not a fool, you're just a little stupid."

As Goethe said, he kicked out.

Just the right distance.

Just the right angle.

A provocative kick that can't be found like an antelope's horns.

boom!

Amidst the sound of the egg breaking, the pitch-black Enmlai K flew into the air.

The [Blooded Blade] in Goethe's hand flipped again, with the blade facing down, blocking the jet-black Enmlai K's head. Suddenly, the jet-black Enmlai K seemed to be sawed by a chainsaw After the wood is generally divided into two.

pat.

The body fell to the ground.

Two doors rose from the corpse, merging into one wooden door.

Goethe looked at the door and frowned slightly.

You can leave after killing the opponent.

Seems reasonable.

but……

Will it be too weak.

To be able to pull him into this kind of 'secret realm'-like space, neither the jet-black monster nor the power displayed by the jet-black Enmlaik just now can't match it at all.

This sense of disobedience made Goethe stop.

He glanced at the door again, and chose to turn around and leave.

He has to find his own way out.

……

Gegil Ke was surrounded by countless pitch-black monsters, and the third son of the grand duke sighed softly.

A purple mushroom appeared in his hand.

Shake the mushrooms slightly.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

The mushroom immediately let out an unacceptable cry.

And such a shout fell into the ears of the pitch-black monster, and it became a life-threatening roar.

Bang bang bang!

These pitch-black monsters swelled one by one, and when they swelled to the limit, they exploded one after another.

Gergil Ke walked forward with the mushroom.

He also saw Emlei K who was as black as ink.

"Pfft hahaha!"