With the power of Red Dog, he could easily replace the fourth seat.

"It’s been a long time since I’ve felt so exhilarated."

Red Dog fixated on Lebius, and after learning the truth about the Pillar of Royal Authority, a vast sense of emptiness filled his heart.

Like plunging into the abyss of nihilism, the realization that all he had been through, everything he persisted for, was just the Devil’s game left Red Dog uninterested in doing anything.

Except for slaughter.

Now, only the clash of metal on metal could awaken his dead blood, making this walking corpse feel alive.

"Come on!"

The tip of Red Dog’s sword was like lightning, fiercely slicing through the air, striking towards the body of the Blade-Biting Wolf.

In the gale stirred by the blade, the Blade-Biting Wolf shuddered, its taut metal shell beginning to suffer irreversible destruction, with cracks and fragments scattering, finally erupting in a violent force that shattered the Blade-Biting Wolf entirely, leaving only countless fragments swirling in the air.

For a moment, the fragments scattered like a storm of bullets, dancing all over the sky, flying through the air with a sharp metallic tearing sound, like beautiful yet deadly flowers blooming in the air. The fragments varied in shape and size, some whistling towards the sky, others hurled to the ground.

From a distance, Bologue couldn’t help but marvel at such power, beginning to wonder if Red Dog was part of the Transcendent School, yet the Alchemy Matrix on him didn’t light up; it was purely the power of Ethereal Amplification.

Can Ethereal Amplification achieve such a degree?

Were it not for the unique nature of the Immovable Sword, Red Dog’s full swing might even have shattered the Immovable Sword alongside it.

Bologue thought of a disturbing possibility.

Lebius muttered softly, "Extreme Realm..."

Red Dog stepped on the fallen metal debris, his crimson armor seeming to burn as he smiled, "I’m quite talented in this area."

Bologue held his breath unconsciously; the power he had always pursued was embodied in Red Dog. Then, Bologue realized something else.

He was not special, or perhaps everyone was special.

When Bologue thought of himself as a genius, other geniuses appeared, like Red Dog.

At times, Bologue arrogantly felt he far surpassed others, a pride that unknowingly seeped into his bones, and he needed to become humble.

Through years of training and slaughter, Red Dog’s Ethereal Amplification had already reached the Extreme Realm, and because the power of this realm was so immense, he needed the Immovable Sword.

"Feeling the pressure, Lebius?"

Red Dog could guess that the capital that gave Lebius the courage to stand in front of him again was his Alchemy Armor, fully augmented, along with his tier as a Defender.

But over the years, both Lebius and Red Dog had made progress.

The mindset of nihilism and viewing life as a game did not lead Red Dog into despair; on the contrary, he craved power more than ever, for only absolute power could allow him to enjoy the game thoroughly.

Red Dog stepped forward, and the ground cracked underfoot the moment he stepped on it. Simultaneously, Red Dog’s figure vanished from his original spot, leaving only the high-pitched whistling of his rapid movement echoing in the ears of those present.

Lebius struggled to chase after Red Dog’s traces but could only keep up with the remnants of Ether. When Red Dog finally slowed down, Lebius captured his position, but by then, Red Dog’s attack had already been executed.

A thunderous explosion erupted from behind Lebius. Red Dog was a cunning opponent, proclaiming a life-and-death battle with Lebius, but it was merely to deceive him. All along, he had only one goal in mind.

"You can actually keep up with my speed?"

Red Dog looked at the battered Bologue before him, sword axes crisscrossing, barely deflecting the strike of the Immovable Sword. Under the heavy pressure of Extreme Realm’s power, Bologue involuntarily kneeled slightly, and the ground beneath him shattered accordingly.

Bologue didn’t keep up with Red Dog’s speed; his reaction was entirely driven by combat instinct.

"Ah..."

Bologue coughed up drops of blood. Even though he blocked the attack, the power brought by Extreme Realm had still rocked his internal organs.

Red Dog lifted the Immovable Sword, ready to strike again, to cleave Bologue’s body along with the sword axe.

Bologue would not sit idly by; he poured Ether into the ground, fully aware that Red Dog’s power and speed were such that mere Command would not harm him.

Amid the trembling earth, the ground beneath Bologue’s feet swiftly rose. If he couldn’t win, he would flee, for Bologue was not one to remain rigid; he was skillful at adapting.

Enormous stone pillars shot up from the ground, along with the Iron Coffin behind Bologue. Red Dog’s intent was clear: slaying Bologue was merely to more easily obtain the Iron Coffin.

Seeing this, Red Dog swung his sword again, and the massive stone pillar crumbled under his blade. Bologue summoned the Deceitful Snake Scale Liquid, chains grabbing the Iron Coffin, yanking it with force, casting it in another direction.

Red Dog wished to swing his sword again, but this time, his extreme speed unexpectedly slowed.

The golden brilliance enshrouded Red Dog.

"Hey, Geoffrey."

Red Dog turned his head, looking towards Geoffrey not far away, seeing Geoffrey’s eyes blazing, holding the bloodstained Bone-breaking Knife, panting heavily.

Secret Energy·Tiger Eye.

Red Dog was too familiar with this Secret Energy; it was precisely this Secret Energy that had slowed him down back then, causing him to be hit by Lebius’s attack, nearly getting killed by them.

However, so many years had passed. Though Red Dog remained a Defender, he had made many changes since then, and the stunning power of Tiger Eye had weakened considerably compared to the past.

Under the gaze, Red Dog felt as if he were moving through a mire, each action meeting tremendous resistance.

The Blade-Biting Wolves charged at Red Dog, numerous enough to tear him to shreds. Red Dog, however, looked at it all nonchalantly, as the glow of Ether shone in his eyes, the intricate Alchemy Matrix spreading across his body.

Suddenly, everyone shared a subtle consensus.

Something terrifying was about to happen.

Red Dog smiled, singing as if in celebration, his throat vibrating to emit a shriek from Hell. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Secret Energy·Heart-devouring Song.

The piercing wail was like an eerie summoning from the Evil God, brimming with endless horror and dread, the sound boring through flesh, directly into one’s marrow, making the entire body tremble uncontrollably.

Bologue was instantly filled with anguished despair from the shrieking, feeling as though he were trapped in a nightmare full of bloodshed and cruelty, every scream’s vibration causing numerous hallucinations.

Seeing faces like withered skeletons, distorted beyond recognition, the chaotic, twisted hallucinations filled with boundless shadows and darkness.

As his mind twisted, Bologue’s own Ether flow spiraled out of control.

The stone pillar collapsed, carrying Bologue and the Iron Coffin down to the earth.

Not only was Bologue affected, but Red Dog’s Secret Energy indiscriminately attacked everyone. The shrieks penetrated eardrums, drawing a gasp from the listeners, followed by a surging brain pain.

It was like a grotesque entity chanting a cursed melody.

Throughout the song, everyone felt their brains being twisted and tortured, an unsettling sensation, as though countless fingers danced wildly inside their skulls.

The sound seemed alive, and with the rising pitch, the mental agony layered ever higher, madness and hallucination refracting off one another, creating a bizarre, warped visual scene within the mind.

Everyone saw unimaginably horrific things appear before them, gaping maws with venomous fangs lunging towards them, arms instantly morphing into sharp blades, violently striking at their bodies... unless they escaped that frozen illusion and painful atmosphere, this infinite torment and twisting would impose like an eternal torture.

In the din of madness, the golden glow disappeared, Geoffrey clutching his ears in agony, kneeling on the ground like awaiting execution by a headsman.

Red Dog sang smilingly, striding forward as the Immovable Sword dangled slightly, bringing everyone to their knees.

Except for one person.

Lebius looked at Red Dog with clear eyes, the endless pain tormenting him, yet unable to cloud his mind.

Protection·Eternal Labor.

Back then, it was precisely to face Red Dog that Lebius sought such power from Belphegor.

It’s time to fulfill the mission.