In an instant, the song of the Red Dog grew louder and many staff who were not withdrawn in time by Bologue suffered deadly impacts.

As a Negative Power User, Geoffrey was also shaken under such terrifying impact, at this moment, let alone continue releasing Secret Energy, his trembling wrist couldn’t even hold the Bone-breaking Knife tightly.

Wails continued to echo.

Lebius said coldly, "They are almost dead."

"They? Who are they?" The Red Dog rotated the Immovable Sword, stirring up the sound of wind, "Oh? Are you talking about those who came with me? You think I would care about them?"

As the Red Dog spoke, the Ether rose higher, and the crowd’s howls intensified, upon hearing the lament, Red Dog laughed hoarsely, as if getting pleasure from it.

Some King’s Secret Sword members who fell nearby and were unable to retreat in time, under extreme pain, began to engage in self-harm, like a mad evil sacrifice, wielding blades without restraint, deeply embedding them into their bodies.

"Red Dog... the sixth seat..."

Pleas arose, hoping the Red Dog could lift the Secret Energy, at least to let them evacuate.

But Red Dog acted like he hadn’t heard, all these years, he’s lived in shadows, in a waking nightmare, now, Red Dog wanted everyone to feel the same pain.

"Hold on, my friends."

Red Dog mocked, "It’s just a game!"

In this bloody game, people frantically tore at their own flesh, with malicious erosion and pathological collapse condensing and spreading like a local black hole within their bodies and minds.

Someone’s eyes were filled with bloodshot veins, holding a knife following death’s bloom, swung ruthlessly on their wrist, chaotic blood rippled in that person’s eyes, his anguish and sorrow engulfed by the spread of death, calm arrived belatedly.

Others used hammers and clubs to batter their bodies, frantically tearing at their own muscles and tendons until they couldn’t sustain it.

Amidst this dark ritual, they madly devoured their own flesh and souls, sacrificing their lives and spirits.

Meanwhile, the Ether intensity of Red Dog gradually increased.

"I’ve never understood your Secret Energy." Lebius murmured.

In the secret war, apart from Lebius and Geoffrey, all who fought the Red Dog are dead, and records of his Secret Energy are scarce.

"You’re about to understand." 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

Red Dog chuckled gleefully, the more his Heart-devouring Song affected people, in their agonizing torment, Red Dog drew strength from their wails, thereby enhancing himself.

He was like a storm of death, sweeping everyone into it, erasing vitality.

Hence Red Dog never cared whether he was erasing the life of an enemy or the life of a King’s Secret Sword, it made no difference to him.

The spirit seemed entirely consumed, the pleas gradually faded away, people tore apart their own flesh, gripping their kidneys, spontaneously creating red sores, frenzied spasms, uttering those voice saturated with pathology from their throats.

These bodies were covered with deep cracks and blood, as if transformed into a garden of agony, their bodies and souls were utterly ravaged by the strange and cruel song, the true self vanished without a trace.

Lebius went to Geoffrey’s side, grabbing his trembling arm, and in Geoffrey’s gaze, took away the heavy Bone-breaking Knife from his palm.

He needed a weapon, a weapon to confront the Red Dog.

Lebius whispered to his partner, "Leave it to me."

"Lebius, is it worth it?"

A hoarse voice came from Geoffrey’s mouth, others were in immense pain, yet Lebius’s gaze was crystal clear, even though he and Red Dog were Defenders of the same tier, he shouldn’t be this calm.

Amidst extreme pain, Geoffrey’s senses became acute, he could smell the nauseating scent emanating from Lebius.

Geoffrey wasn’t naive; this was easy to guess... it had been the same long ago.

"Power is just a tool, there’s no righteousness or evil, it just depends on where it’s used." Lebius said.

"Don’t let power consume you." Geoffrey cautioned.

Lebius gripped the Bone-breaking Knife tightly, suddenly the Blade-Biting Wolves calmed down, each standing still, the glow of Ether disappeared, as if they had died.

All the light converged onto Lebius alone, he knew, the wolves posed no danger to Red Dog, rather than waste Ether and Blade-Biting Wolves, it would be better to engage in a one-on-one showdown, with Lebius as the leading wolf personally biting through Red Dog’s throat.

"Oh?"

Red Dog took a deep breath, as if sniffing the sinister aura in the air, confusedly asked, "Is the Order Bureau the same? Just like the Pillar of Royal Authority?"

Like meeting a kindred spirit, Red Dog expressed with deep feeling, "I think we should have a lot to talk about."

"I’m not interested in talking to you, I only want to chop off your head." Lebius remained as cold as ever.

"Why, Lebius, how can you remain true to yourself after knowing all this?"

Red Dog was full of disbelief, "Won’t you feel the absurdity of the world, like... like what you defend is actually what you hate, upon realizing all this, won’t you feel despair?"

The so-called royal authority is founded on the Devil’s Blessing, aware of this secret, the day Red Dog fixated on glory he went mad, he couldn’t understand how Lebius was spared, why he received the Devil’s Protection becoming a demon, yet still had such clear eyes.

"Red Dog, if this cause alone brings despair, then the spirit you defend and vowed to protect is too fragile."

Lebius wasn’t eloquent, but his sarcasm was always sharp.

"Power is just a tool, merely a tool."

Red Dog’s smile froze, then he grew furious, roaring as he swung his sword toward, Lebius didn’t retreat, all Spirit Wolves amassed on him, he commanded himself.

The overlapping light sketched out an illusory giant wolf on Lebius’s body.

Secret Energy·Wolf Spirit.

Under the layers of Secret Energy and Ethereal Amplification, in a trance, Lebius seemed to reach the Extreme Realm by this means, his figure twisted into a straight line of light, colliding with Red Dog, the next moment booming resonance and airflow soared to the sky, even slicing out a vacuum zone in the thick mist.

Weak light spilled from the gloom at the end.