"Kill him!"

Under the maddened thought, a crazed light flickered in Bologue’s eyes, rage-filled power reflected from his bloodline. He felt an unprecedented force, almost abandoning everything, just to defeat the Regent King.

The Regent King maintained a cruel smile. He seemed calm and unhurried, but in reality, he was also making every effort; Bologue had brought him too many surprises. He realized that he couldn’t view Bologue merely as a Negative Power User.

Bologue was one of the rare Condensers capable of surpassing their tier.

The smell of blood filled the air, the twisted smiles on the battlefield looked particularly terrifying, each determined to kill the other.

Amidst the twists and turns, it was like a dance of death.

"Haha!"

The Regent King suddenly laughed, and with his laughter, he found a flaw in Bologue; the Shadow Blade pierced through Bologue’s chest.

At the same time, Grievance Slash also split open the Regent King’s shoulder.

The two seemed exhausted, their movements suddenly stopped; Bologue held Grievance Slash in one hand and gripped the Shadow Blade in his abdomen, even though his fingers were cut, he slowly pulled the blade out of his abdomen.

The Regent King also extracted Grievance Slash from the horrific wound on his shoulder, vomiting blood while smiling at Bologue; this time, his unfocused gaze finally sharpened, reflecting Bologue’s image.

"The secrets you harbor are more than I imagined."

The Regent King straightened up. As a Seeker of Glory, his recovery speed was far faster than Bologue’s. After a few seconds, Bologue also stood up, gasping, every inch of his flesh wailing as if being torn apart.

"You’re not much different."

Bologue took a deep breath, struggling to stay calm, expelling rage from his mind. Rage could allow Bologue to kill his enemies, but could not bring him victory.

"Strangely, you give me the impression that ’you are reasonable’," Bologue leaned on Grievance Slash, waiting for his wounds to heal, "I’ve encountered many enemies, most are unreasonable, some are so insane, communication is difficult."

The Regent King clearly had the opportunity to further his advantage, but he did not continue to attack, opting to wait for Bologue’s wounds to heal. The pain made Bologue uncertain whether the Regent King viewed this as a trivial game with arrogance or indeed possessed some noble Knight spirit.

But none of this could change the essence of the Regent King as an enemy.

The Regent King said, "Oh? Being reasonable sounds so childish. I’m just very exacting with myself."

"Like?"

"Like any promise I make, I will fulfill," the Regent King emphasized again, "so this will be a fair duel."

Hearing this, Bologue smiled helplessly, "You Undeads have lived too long, have you all grown foolish?"

Bologue found that none of the Undead he encountered were normal. In his heart, Bologue repeatedly warned himself, he must not become like them; it was too awful.

Ether rose between the two, and in the next moment, their exhausted figures collided again, the tier difference fully manifested at this moment; the weary Bologue was no match for the Regent King, another ghastly wound was torn across him, followed by the Power of the Extreme Realm throwing Bologue high into the air.

Bologue slammed into the outer wall of a high building, deeply embedded within. The next moment the Regent King attacked again, the pitch-black figure collided violently with Bologue, crashing through the building together.

In the tumbling, Grievance Slash pierced into the Regent King’s body, while the entire building, under Bologue’s command, stabbed swords, spears, swords, and halberds toward the Regent King.

The ceiling collapsed into countless falling arrows, and the surrounding material grew fangs and claws. Inanimate objects seemed to come alive, attacking the Regent King, for a moment, the Regent King felt like he was combatting the entire world.

The two plunged straight down, smashing through multiple floors like a Giant Sword capable of splitting the high-rise, finally embedding into the first-floor ground. Dense smoke was released, and a figure killed out first.

Bologue rushed out of the smoke, followed closely by the Regent King. The mighty power converged above Bologue’s head; the Regent King’s eyes shimmered with a bloodthirsty glow. It had been a long time since he’d encountered such an interesting opponent as Bologue.

Then the Power of the Extreme Realm belonging to the Seeker of Glory was fully released.

Bologue raised his head, witnessing a burning sun slowly falling.

In an instant, there was a deathly silence between heaven and earth; the deafening roar came tardily.

Air currents instantly became violent, flying debris and sundries like a swarm of beasts tearing through the air; crazily attacking everything around, the massive buildings could not escape the capture of this terrifying airflow. The heat waves expanded alongside the explosion like a suffocating heavy punch, instantly enveloping the city center.

The high concentration of Ether brought extreme heat, becoming tangible Ether flames. Vehicles and buildings on the streets burned rapidly and deformed; the fire scorched the buildings’ steel-reinforced concrete causing it to peel and shatter, the city’s silhouette began to blur.

The building clusters became precarious under the explosion’s power; towering buildings swayed under the terrifying force, the fire spreading, the buildings inclined, glass melting instantly under the high temperature, streaming down like heat waves.