Chapter 964: Turning Back

Everyone on the battlefield was shocked by Blogo's atrocities, or perhaps, they had never thought that someone would have such a crazy idea, and he was really capable of doing it.

Taking advantage of the moment when several people were shocked, Palmer seized this moment, and the cyclone gathered under his feet and soared into the sky like a cannonball.

Several condensers who participated in the siege tried to chase Palmer, but they had no ability to fly, let alone ignore the terrain to chase, so they could only pull the trigger in vain, letting the bullet pass by Palmer.

Only the condenser of the Void School, relying on the advantage of the secret energy, continuously released heavy blows to Palmer's mind. The intense pain spread in his nerves. Palmer felt dizzy in front of his eyes, his pupils were bloodshot and extremely dry.

Although his condition was a bit bad, Palmer successfully broke out of the siege, and as the dome collapsed, Palmer smelled the breath of the breeze from the scar of the hideous crack.

An inexplicable sense of freedom grew from the bottom of Palmer's heart. The Clerks family was born to love freedom and the absolute emptiness. Anything that hindered or imprisoned them would make them feel uneasy and angry.

No matter how huge this underground world was, it was just a bigger cage for Palmer.

"Wind, you are free."

Palmer gazed at the gap where the sun fell affectionately, stretched out his hand with all his strength, and called out.

A large amount of ether gathered towards Palmer. Driven by the secret energy and the influence of the external environment, Palmer tried to cause a large-scale reality distortion. Under normal circumstances, Palmer would definitely be the protagonist on the battlefield, but now, there were two other monsters fighting desperately.

Their momentum was so great that it directly covered Palmer's ether reaction.

Witnessing the atrocities of Blogo, the Glory roared hysterically. The reason why the Council of Sages took great pains to send many high-level condensers to control the Order Bureau before the battle started was to avoid fighting on the home ground.

If the Condensers cannot kill each other in a short period of time, the aftermath of the battle will be enough to overturn the towers, and the fireworks will burn the earth.

Under this god-like power, all things have only one way to go, which is destruction.

Under the crazy illusion, countless metals are like condensed water vapor in the sky. They are precipitated out of thin air, piled up into clouds, and then tilted at high speed.

For a moment, Blogo seemed to be locked by thousands of arrows. He had no room to evade at all. He could only resist this attack, and he still maintained a highly controlled posture, tearing the earth above his head.

Fortunately, it was not difficult for Blogo to do two things at the same time, at least it was enough to deal with the current situation.

The serpentine snakes stopped attacking the Glory One. The rough duel between the controlled objects had little effect on the Glory One. The snakes circled Blogo in turn, blocking the flying arrows for him with their snake bodies.

There were constant clanging sounds, the snake's body broke and reassembled, the sparks were continuous, and there was a bit of burning pungent smell in the air.

Blogo was a little confused. With the power of the Glory, such an attack was a bit too weak. Then Blogo noticed that the first target of these arrows was not him, but the Glory.

They appeared and flew over. From beginning to end, the target of these metals was the Glory. Blogo just happened to be in their flight path.

Tons of steel were attached to the Glory. Within a few seconds, Blogo could no longer see his human outline. There was only a ball of iron covered with sharp spikes.

Steel clusters, like onions, countless rugged steel piled on each other, wrapped him layer by layer, and grew wantonly.

Forged a daunting steel giant.

Blogo's pupils shrank, and he looked at the scene in disbelief. In a few breaths, a 100-meter-tall steel giant stood in front of him.

The shapes of steel were different, some were sharp, some were rough, and some were twisted. They were combined together to form armor, muscles, bones... Every piece of steel was a part of his body, just like every tree in the forest was a part of the earth.

Thousands of steels were melted and cast.

Blogo was stunned for a few seconds, and then showed ecstasy.

"That's almost right."

He roared, raised his hand high, and made a clenching motion with his five fingers, as if he wanted to grab the trembling and broken earth above his head out of thin air, calling on it to fall like a meteor and crush this mountain-like giant.

The steel giant also let out a long and rumbling roar, the sound was so loud that it formed transparent ripples, sweeping across the underground world like a shock wave.

The closed door trembled violently, the fragile glass window shattered, dust and debris flew, and every mortal involved in the fight could only cover his ears in vain and pray and pray.

Blog saw it.

The iron giant made a sword-holding motion with both hands, and then in the empty void between his hands, a huge ether condensed and materialized, and under the influence of the alchemical matrix, it began to further distort reality.

Then, countless irons were condensed, and they were pieced together to shape a rough sword embryo. The glow of the ether ignited fireworks, which swirled, collided, and burned on the sword body, as if performing a magnificent dance.

The illusory hammering sound continued, and as the iron giant made a swinging motion, the nearly 100-meter-long giant sword in his hand became clearer and clearer. It was silver-black all over, emitting a cold and hard glow, brushing the air, and making a deafening buzzing sound.

This was no longer a conventional slash. It was like a mountain of iron ore was smashing towards him.

Blogo had nowhere to dodge, and he could not dissolve this huge blow. His commanding power could not break through the etheric mutual repulsion and the critical point of the soul of the Glory. The countless defenses he had built would also fall apart under this mountain-like giant sword.

But Blogo still faced the slash that was enough to cut the city. He pulled down his five fingers, and the sky collapsed and the earth cracked.

Horrifying vibrations continued from the dome above his head, like a terrible earthquake that swept the Secret Land, just like the reclamation room was completely covered by the alchemical matrix. Although the Secret Land did not reach that level due to the huge area, its land and buildings were still covered with a large number of alchemical matrices.

Fortunately, because Nathanir had involved the enemy's main force, the Aurora Road stopped supplying energy to the area and instead blessed many condensers. Now, the strict fortress of the Secret Land has become unexpectedly fragile.

After consuming a large amount of ether, Blogo successfully penetrated the alchemical matrix and invaded the land above his head.

First there was an earthquake, and then the dome collapsed.

The violent vibration was like a huge invisible axe, splitting the hard crust and causing large-scale stratum fractures. The cross-sections of these fractures showed a hideous appearance, as if the skin of the earth was torn, revealing the complex bones underneath.

Dust and gravel flew, large pieces of debris fell down, hitting the steel giant heavily, and some were split by the swinging giant sword, turning into fine powder flying.

More light sprinkled in, so that people could see the rough and uneven cross-section of the stratum, which looked like an ancient stone that had experienced wind and frost, and like a silt riverbed eroded by nature.

The edges of the fractures were as sharp as knives. In the cross-section, you can also see the broken pipes and cables. They were like the blood vessels of the earth being cut off, becoming dilapidated, showing their powerlessness and fragility in such a hideous way.

"Let's see who's faster."

Berogo stared at the heavy giant sword. It seemed slow, but it was actually very fast. He didn't know whether it would hit him first, or the stratum he tore off would crush the towering giant first.

This was a gamble, but Berogo didn't feel any pressure at all, but was ecstatic.

Berogo was looking forward to it, so a few moments later, the collision occurred.

The collapsed strata disintegrated during the fall, and they rushed towards the steel giant with immense power and destructiveness like a meteor shower.

The collision between the two made a deafening noise, and the rocks shattered into countless pieces, like fireworks that exploded in an instant. The scattered fragments carried powerful kinetic energy and impacted the surrounding air, forming a short gas explosion.

The heavy armor quickly sank under the impact of the rocks, like ripples on the water, layer by layer, and the patterns and scales on the armor were squeezed and deformed in an instant, losing their original luster and vitality.

The giant's posture stagnated, and he actually tilted to one side unbalanced, and the trajectory of the giant sword also changed direction, but the next second, he stabilized his posture, and the giant sword returned to the right track and rushed towards Blogo.

Even if he was crushed by the rocks, the steel giant would use this sword to turn Blogo into a blood mist before falling.

At the critical moment, the wind suddenly rose.

Like a storm, the sea-like airflow rushed in from the collapsed corner, blowing away the smoke and rubble, entangled together, and turned into a green arrow with a cone-shaped cloud-like tail flame, which arrived in an instant.

Blogo's vision was first confused, and then a severe pain spread from his internal organs. He felt as if he was hit by a truck head-on, and in fact he was indeed hit.

The green arrows carried Blogo to avoid the fatal slash at the maximum speed, and also passed through the falling rocks. Almost in the blink of an eye, they passed through most of the city until the air receded rapidly and the airflow dissipated.

Two figures emerged from the air mass one after another and fell heavily in the dark streets. Blogo rolled on the hard ground for several rounds until he hit the corner of the wall and stopped.

Blogo felt that his head was mixed into a paste, and his stomach was churning and he almost vomited.

He held back, but the other person didn't.

"Ugh... Ugh..."

Palmer stood up with difficulty by holding the wall. Before he could endure the pain caused by the impact on his body, he bent down and retched.

Wiping the corner of his mouth, Palmer swallowed his saliva again and gave Blogo a thumbs up.

Blogo habitually responded with a thumbs up, which was already a kind of wonderful tacit understanding between the two.

At the same time, a distant and deep roar slowly approached.

Blogo removed a corner of the dome, which collapsed and sank, smashing most of the body of the steel giant. The original structure collapsed and shattered. What's more, these metal materials are all illusions, requiring a large amount of ether to maintain.

After this heavy blow, the Glory One obviously couldn't maintain the existence of the steel giant, so these false creations evaporated one by one. Soon, the steel giant seemed to have experienced the passing of thousands of years. The metal on the surface of the body continued to disappear, like a rotten body, leaving only tall and rugged.

But even so, the Glory One was still unwilling to give up. The steel giant raised the giant sword and waved it randomly, venting his anger. He wanted to continue chasing, but the destruction caused by Blogo triggered a series of disasters.

Starting from the broken corner of the dome, more cracks spread in all directions, and the rubble peeled off piece by piece, as if the entire dome was about to collapse.

This represents not only the destruction of the underground world, but also the demise of the aboveground world. This civil war lasted less than a few hours, and the secret land had already presented a state of destruction.

In order to curb this situation, the aurora entangled with many condensers disintegrated, they rose into the air again, gathered together, woven into the aurora road, and drilled into the strata.

The ether returned to the earth, and the destruction was also controlled.

Feeling the power being stripped away from the body, the rapidly disintegrating wreckage issued an unwilling low roar, and the terrifying ether reaction of the glory fell back to the defender.

"It seems that we have resolved their pursuit."

Bologo took out a few silver souls and directly pierced into the body to replenish the ether that had just been consumed violently.

"The bad news is that we should have aroused their full vigilance," Palmer said worriedly, "The next time we are discovered, the one who comes to us should be the real one of glory."

"The real one of glory..."

Berogo thought while throwing the remaining few silver souls to Palmer.

This guy is just a negative power, and his consumption of ether is much more intense than Berogo. What's more, if necessary, Berogo still has the protection of soul sucking and usurping to recover, so the demand for supplies is not very important.

"So do we have to continue?" Palmer asked again.

"Do you think there is a way back?" Berogo asked back.

Palmer looked up at the foundation of the Holy Hub. After such a battle, the two of them were actually much closer to there, which could be regarded as close at hand.

"No," Palmer shook his head, "Not at all. From the moment we started, there can only be one ending here."

"Have you realized it?" Berogo laughed.

"No, I just accepted the current situation," Palmer shook off the dust on his body and said helplessly, "This is life. What else can I do except accept it?"

Just as Palmer finished speaking, a shadow not far behind him moved, and Olivia and the other two appeared.

Bologo saw this scene and whispered, "Just right."