A faint pain came from the surface of his skin, Palmer rubbed his numb cheek, then raised his wrist.

He saw that on one of the twelve-sided dice, the gemstone on the side with the number ten had completely dimmed.

Palmer murmured to himself, "Phew... is this a great success?"

The battles between Condensers are extremely deadly; life and death can be decided in the blink of an eye. When Palmer slew Ernan, Bologue was still exerting destruction and confronting Morrison.

Morrison was in a frenzy, continuously casting Light Feathers without regard for Ether consumption. He had to stop Bologue, who seemed to attack suicidally, completely ignoring his own Light Feathers, focused solely on devastating the land.

The Fog Abyss Fortress once a magnificent and splendid building, now faced disaster after disaster until today, it met total ruin.

The tremors spread in all directions, even affecting the place where the Shadow King resided.

At first, the sound of thunder roared by the ears, then a terrifying earthquake began.

Initially, the arches on the buildings started shaking, their foundational supports weakened, unable to bear their weight. Gradually, the arches began to collapse like a massive stone wall falling to the ground, spreading huge stones everywhere, crashing into nearby buildings with muffled roars. The stone pillars beside also started vibrating violently, the patterns and carvings on the pillars shattered and caved in, ultimately leading to the collapse of the pillars, scattering white dust and debris, rolling around chaotically.

The Shadow King looked down at the umbilical cord extending from his abdomen, understanding who had arrived.

As the earthquake intensified, the structures gradually collapsed, some floors started to cave in, stones and slabs fell downward, forming larger piles of rubble.

A sea-like tide of Ether surged within Bologue, the structure of the building flowed like lava, constantly deforming and twisting, causing dizziness.

The details on the surface of the strong stone carvings decayed, appearing scattered and chaotic, exuding a strong sense of unease until they turned into piles of ruins, stone slabs with cracks, wood and chaotic steel tangled and intertwined.

All of this seemed so mad and destructive until the entire building looked like it died, becoming silent.

Bologue gasped painfully; this round of Command consumed most of his Ether, yet he noticed the disappearance of Ernan’s Ether reaction. Palmer hadn’t disappointed him; he dealt with that guy.

As for the other soldiers and Condensers, under this deadly destruction, most were buried under the rubble, even if alive, they had little fighting strength left.

Feeling his stiff body move, Morrison’s furious voice was close at hand.

Come to think of it, this method truly worked well, not only destroying the building and terrain but also dealing with most of the enemies. Even that gigantic, strange flesh creation was buried under the large stones, leaving only some scarlet limbs struggling to move under the slabs.

This was what Bologue learned from Xilin; possessing the Power of Dominance, Bologue was like an Extraordinary bomb. If he could overcome the limits of the Void Realm, he could destroy castles and palaces at any moment.

Sometimes Bologue wondered, as he became stronger and the concentration of Ether continued to rise, he himself would transform into a walking Extraordinary Disaster.

At the end of the collapse, the furious stream of light tore apart the architectural concealment, Morrison appeared in front of Bologue, carrying light wings, like an Angel.

Bologue wanted to tear off his wings.

"Bastard!"

Morrison cursed angrily; dense Light Feathers erupted.

Weak rays of light emerged, as speed increased, the intensity of the light soared, eventually these beams of light merged together, forming a dazzling beam, seemingly piercing the heavens and earth.

Bologue tightened his grip on the Sword Axe, Ethereal Amplification supported his legs, always ready to move at the same high speed.

The beam seemed alive, bending and pulling during flight, forming a unique winding and undulating path. Bologue shattered the ground, his figure sped towards Morrison’s side, while the Light Feathers under the guidance of the Chasing Sword continued their pursuit.

Countless beams flew along the ground, the Ether contained began to warp reality, strong friction and speed generating high temperatures, moisture in the air evaporated instantly, causing tiny sparks of electricity in the air, enveloping Bologue with a magnificent tide.

Bologue swiftly leapt, skillfully maneuvering between the beams, like a leopard darting through the prairie.

In Bologue’s eyes, the beams reflected as brilliant stars, and these starlights continued to expand rapidly, falling towards a nearby ruin. Bologue used the strength from under his feet for short jumps, flexibly changing his center of gravity and landing points, allowing his body to swiftly adapt to the changes of beam directions, drawing arcs in mid-air.

With the beam movements, Bologue’s steps adjusted accordingly, jumping, stepping, spinning, constantly changing speed and direction, nimble like an ice ballet dancer, executing each step with extreme precision, even completing continuous transitions in the smallest spaces.

While darting among the beams, Bologue maintained high-speed movement and smooth turns, crafting Deceitful Snake Scale Liquid into one Iron Spear after another, with thunderous strokes as they were thrown across the stage by Bologue.

Morrison avoided the booms of the Iron Spears; he didn’t expect Bologue to so easily dodge the bombardment of beams even under the guidance of the Chasing Sword.