Chapter 1640 Wager of the World_3

Bologue speculates that it is a force of annihilation, capable of ruthlessly eradicating all quantifiable and cognizable forces.

The Bloodthirsty and the Heartless roll within the undead wave, with a few members of the Night Race also being chopped into pulp upon contact. Amidst the chaotic battlefield, Bologue saw tall figures swinging sturdy clubs, smashing figures into bloodstains one by one.

"Wait a minute, what is that?"

Bologue noticed the appearance of the sturdy club, although it was somewhat unclear, its outline was overlapping with a certain existence in Bologue’s memory.

After a brief recollection, Bologue shouted out.

"Scott!"

Palmer frowned, "Scott, who is that?"

Serey squeezed in with surprise, following Bologue’s line of sight, "Huh? Scott, is it the Scott I know?"

"Which Scott could it be, other than that Scott!"

Bologue rarely shows this kind of frantic appearance, but the surprises brought by these undead were truly shocking.

Scott. He is another resident member of the Undying Club besides Serey and the others; his undead state is unique. Rather than a blessing, it’s more like a curse.

From the stories narrated by Serey and information from Belphegor, it is known that Scott was a renowned adventurer. He explored many unknown worlds, having a significant influence on the entire world.

However, as time passed, Scott inevitably aged, prompting him to wish to Belphegor for immortality. Belphegor granted his wish and transformed his body into an eternal stone sculpture, thus immune to the effects of time. Likewise, Scott was permanently imprisoned within the stone, screaming silently in despair.

Serey once suspected Scott’s story was false, and he was merely a decorative stone sculpture moved by someone. But now he also joined the revelry—albeit passively, as a weapon wielded by someone.

Wei’Er shouted, "Scott is awesome!"

With the undead wielding him, Scott resembled a pitch-black whirlwind, and his sturdy body smashed several skulls in one breath, drenched in blood, reflecting a vivid crimson hue.

The undead raised a loud roar, enjoying Scott as an ideal weapon, heavy and sturdy, perfectly suited to his needs. However, before he could rejoice much, a terrifying howl rang out, with sound waves spreading, clearing an area among the undead.

Carol appeared, covered in blood, now full of injuries, with a broken, hanging arm. The Immortal Armor on its body was also filled with cracks, nearing shatter.

Carol dashed directly towards the undead, with the horrifying sound wave following like a shadow. The undead held Scott before him, but facing the furious blow of the Seeker of Glory, this defense seemed too fragile.

After a cataclysmic roar, the undead’s body crumbled into fine blood foam, the bones became exposed and then shattered into countless pieces. Yet, Scott, the statue blocking him, remained as solid as ever, with Carol’s deadly strike unable to leave even a scratch on its surface.

Everyone watched blankly as the undead fell, while Scott stood like a tombstone at the original spot. Moments later, another undead picked him up, delivering a Heavy Hammer to crush half of Carol’s body.

Wei’Er faintly sighed, "Seeing this, Scott’s immortality is quite strong, isn’t it..."

Bologue nodded silently, never having anticipated witnessing this in such a manner.

As a few leisurely watched the battle, the blood war continued. Endless Bloodthirsty and Night Race flooded into the Butcher’s Pit, and as the battle intensified, many High Tier Night Race also appeared on the battlefield. Meanwhile, the Dark Void further expanded; even if Bologue wanted to engage in battle now, he felt a wave of confusion.

Suddenly, the core of the Butcher’s Pit collapsed rapidly. The Ether here accumulated excessively, finally breaking the limit at this moment.

Bologue warned, "Be careful! It’s beginning to overlap here!"

Just as he finished speaking, the overlapping region within the Butcher’s Pit further expanded, engulfing many undead who fell into the Ethereal Realm to continue fighting. The Dark Void also surged again due to this influence.

The radiant sphere was like a slow explosion, firmly yet gradually consuming the Material Realm step by step until everything vanished into that pure light.

At this moment, Bologue couldn’t help but feel a sense of urgency. It’s known that the area where the Land of Eternal Night is located already exists as an Ethereal Vortex Point. Now, another Ethereal Vortex Point is being born under the call of the undead, merging together, and instantly enough to drag the entire Royal City into the Ethereal Realm.

Bologue wasn’t worried about fighting within the Ethereal Realm. His concern was once they fell into the Ethereal Realm, the Night King’s power would break free from the restraints and oath, gaining complete liberation.

This world calamity · Darkness of Annihilation.

From beginning to end, Bologue has never faced the Night King’s complete form. Even the leaked power managed to chase them to such ordeal, let alone the proud Morning Star had yet to show up.

What to do?

To prevent the overlapping of the two realms, the accumulated Ether must be dispersed, meaning Bologue needs to disperse this Undead Legion. But once the Undead Legion departs, the Rebellious Royal Court will seize control of the battlefield again.