Endless Debt.

Chapter 355 Convergence
"What a terrible situation..."

Lebius stared at the chaotic battlefield, and what worried him now was not the king's shield guards, but the huge tarantula with its fleshy nest.

Like a long bridge, the spider's legs crawled and advanced between the cliffs. As it moved, bursts of mist passed between the spider's legs, driving the wolf hairs attached to it.

Those were not wolf hairs, but slender scarlet buds, which exuded thick blood and thirsted for more food.

Lebius heard the woman's laughter in a trance, and some kind of evil existence came. There was only a thin barrier between her and the world, and as long as she applied a little force, she could break through the boundary.

"Uriel, what about the others?"

Lebius asked, the familiar voice did not sound in his mind, replaced by chaotic and noisy electrical sounds.

The power of normality has been disturbed by the evil, and the fragile reality is pouring into the crazy illusion.

After calling a few times, there was still no response, and Lebius' heart sank. He realized that it was an evil force that interfered with all this.

Everything that is happening now is like a grand performance, and those dirty beings are sitting in the shadows, laughing at all the things on the stage.

Lebius didn't hesitate for too long, and soon he figured out what to do next.

He didn't take the initiative to attack, but took the initiative to retreat. This behavior was reflected in the eyes of the king's shield guards. Some people were relieved. It seemed that Lebius didn't want to join this melee, but some people frowned. , he believed that Lebius would not leave so easily.

that's the truth.

Lebius stood in a safe area, surrounded by two biting wolves, protecting himself. He closed his eyes tightly, and the chaotic picture came into his eyes.

For a moment Lebius felt the severe pain in his mind, as if a sharp scalpel had cut his will into countless fragments, and these independent fragments started the self Thinking.

While taking a deep breath and suppressing the pain, Lebius was also trying to adapt to this state, holding the wolves in his hands little by little.

It is not easy for Lebius, who is the ruler, to control so many blade biting wolves at the same time and give them different instructions.

For example, it's like drawing a circle with the left hand and drawing a square with the right hand, but this time the graphics he wants to draw at the same time will be more complex and varied.

Fortunately, this is not difficult for Rebius, but in this state of concentration, it is difficult for him to take care of his own safety.

Usually Jeffrey is with him, but in an emergency, Lebius sent a message to Jeffrey, and it is not clear how long it will take for him to arrive.

Lebius had no time to wait, only to take the risk of making such a decision.

Under the order of Lebius, the pack of wolves hunted and killed the king's shield guards. Even with the wall of repulsion created by Bakker, the pack of wolves still brought tremendous pressure to them.

"He didn't back down, but he was looking for a more suitable position to attack!" Bakr knew Lebius, an old opponent, very well.

The Bladebite Wolf attacked tirelessly, and every time he charged, he was pushed away by the secret energy Rejection, some were smashed into the rock, and some were pushed into the big chasm, but they would return every time, as if they were immortal undead.

The roaring sound continued, and Buckle saw the figure covering the sky and the sun from the corner of his eye. As the tarantula moved forward, every time it landed, it would cause a tremor.

A strong shock hit the big rift, and everyone felt like they were in the doomsday.

In the lair of flesh and blood, the delusional man continued to weave his crazy fantasies, and a vague phantom could be vaguely seen beside him, it seemed to be a woman, she hovered beside the delusional man, enjoying his brought sacrifices.

"The Scarlet Mistress?"

The Silver Knight observed this, and the catastrophe caused by the loss of control of the immortal heart destroyed everything in the way, and this continuous sacrifice also awakened the gluttonous existence.

This is the hell where mortals struggle, but it is the paradise where devils enjoy themselves.

Dodging one after another of piercing tentacles, the Silver Knight landed firmly on a spider's leg. The moment he touched, those clusters of tentacles entangled him, but before they got close, they were blown away by the bursting ether. Completely crushed.

These sporadic attacks didn't work against the Silver Knight. With all his strength, he ran up along the spider's legs. In this battlefield, he was the only one who could threaten the delusional, and he was the only one who could snatch the Immortal Heart.

Clenching the blade tightly in his hand, after the icy flash, the thick spider legs were easily cut off, the section was neat, blood was pouring down like a torrential rain, and the deformed sprouts kept growing crazily.

The Silver Knight watched helplessly as the spider legs collapsed and stood horizontally between the cliffs. After detaching from the main body, it still had terrifying activity, like a deep-sea whale falling, and quickly spawned another blood-colored hell. Between the rock walls Crawl, covering every crack with blood-colored moss.

Regardless of the success or failure of this operation, the Great Rift will only become more sinister and crazy after today, and the Bureau of Order will also need to spend a lot of energy to deal with the battlefield.

The silver knight broke through all the obstacles, and stood up to kill the delusional man. The vague phantom that had been hovering beside the delusional man disappeared into the air with the arrival of the silver knight, and the silver knight could vaguely hear it. The bursts of laughter.

"I've always disliked her, but I have to admit that she has a lot more chips on the table than us."

In front of the TV, the tyrant looked at the disappearing figure and commented helplessly.

"She just entered the game earlier... Who would have imagined that that poor ghost who is afraid of death would actually build such a huge empire?"

Sai Zong doesn't have a good impression of the scarlet mistress, to be precise, he doesn't have a good impression of everyone.

The reason why he can chat with the tyrant here in a friendly manner is that the tyrant is more tolerant of Sai Zong's existence than other people.

"Don't worry, she won't be arrogant for long."

The Tyrant sneered, as if he could already foresee the gloomy future of the Scarlet Mistress.

Sai Zong asked puzzledly, "What did you see?"

"Nothing in this world is eternal. Even a huge empire will collapse one day, and this day will come soon."

The tyrant pretended to be deep, like a fortune teller, predicting the ominous future.

Sai Zong's tone was cold, "I hate the way you slur your speech."

The tyrant laughed loudly at this, "You know, language is magical, some words can't be said, and they will be noticed by keen guys."

Sai Zong was silent for a while, as if acquiescing to the words of the tyrant, and soon he asked again, "Even so, I don't see any signs of the collapse of the empire. She won't allow such a thing to happen."

The tyrant looked at Saizong playfully, and said temptingly, "How about a bet? Saizong."

"No need."

Sai Zong shook his head. He knew the character of the tyrant very well. This guy would never suffer. Since he was willing to bet with himself, then the prophecy of the tyrant...

"Interesting..." Sai Zong said, "I have a strange premonition that the world is developing in a direction that I can't see clearly."

"Hasn't this world always been like this?"

The tyrant said indifferently, "Chaos is eternal, and order is just a temporary miracle."

Sai Zong silently agreed with the tyrant's words. Thinking of this, he felt a little uneasy...and unstoppably excited.

"Another big reshuffle is coming, Mammon."

Sai Zong called the tyrant's real name, his tone without the slightest emotion, like cold metal.

"Hopefully, I'm still drinking and having fun at the gaming table."

With a confident look, the tyrant raised the wine bottle on the side and saluted Sai Zong.

The picture in the TV began to blur, and then was covered by large snowflakes. The confusion lasted for tens of seconds before it gradually became clear.

The tarantula was still advancing tenaciously, and its disorganized spider legs were broken a lot. It was like a living cloud, and it sprinkled a large rain of blood as it moved forward.

On the tarantula's body, a terrifying scar emerged from the nest of flesh and blood, as if a giant swung a big sword, splitting the obstacles along the way.

For the first time, mottled bloodstains appeared on the noble silver knight. In front of him, the delusional man was panting heavily. Small cracks cracked along the edge of the mask, revealing a corner of his withered face.

The scuffle never stopped. At this extremely bad moment, a few sporadic figures appeared on the edge of the battlefield, shouting with a bit of despair.

"Wait a minute! Are we going to face this kind of ghost next?" The unlucky ghost looked at the huge tarantula and covered his head in collapse.

"It's all here...you think so?"

The figure beside the unlucky ghost comforted him, but even so, he still grabbed the unlucky ghost to prevent him from defecting.

Amy ignored the conversation between the two, and there was nothing nutritious in their mouths.

She came to the edge of the cliff, her eyes penetrated through layers of obstacles, and she saw the figure confronting the silver knight at a glance, and a slightly sad voice sounded.

"teacher……"

(End of this chapter)