Endless Debt Chapter 1341 - 105: Abyssal Well_3

At this tense moment, Holt suddenly said, "Is your honor coming from your true heart?"

"Or... is it merely a curse brought by protection?"

The Regent King’s expression froze; he didn’t expect Holt to say such words. The Regent King didn’t argue, and the next second, he shot out like an arrow. With the power of the Extreme Realm, he was like a flash of black thunder. Holt tried to evade, but as soon as the thought occurred, he dismissed it.

There’s no avoiding it.

The black thrusting sword seemed poised to pierce all in its path, accompanied by a deafening burst.

Holt’s hearing was lost, leaving only a sharp ringing in his mind. Waves of air pounded his face as the Regent King’s thrust was like a raging storm vortex, tearing the heavens and breaking the order of everything.

The power released by the Regent King at this moment had already reached the peak of the Seeker of Glory. Holt couldn’t imagine how he achieved this—was it the power of the Night Race, or the protection from the Devil that Holt suspected?

No time to think about it, Holt’s pupils burned, and he unleashed his Secret Energy without reserve; Ether filled the area around him, weaving an insurmountable high wall.

The Regent King stepped into Holt’s domain and immediately felt a strong sense of resistance surging from all directions as if he had stepped into a quagmire. His lethal speed was actually being gradually slowed by Holt.

Moreover, the Regent King noticed that with every step he took towards Holt, his speed was halved. The Regent King was indeed approaching Holt, but he became slower and slower, until, to the naked eye, his movements seemed completely stalled.

The Regent King did not stop; he still maintained a certain speed, but it was so slow that even covering a centimeter would take years.

Secret Energy·Zeno’s Wall.

Holt’s eyes were bloodshot, the Power of the Extreme Realm burst forth, and as the Regent King slowed down, he accelerated rapidly, creating an illusion of near mockery of time.

The Iron-Cutting Steel-Slicing Sword came down overhead, and Holt roared a vow to destroy his enemy.

...

The intense battle between the Seeker of Glory and the Defender easily altered the terrain. As they fought fiercely, countless rocks fell, making Bologue on the ground miserable until the Regent King and Holt were both engulfed into the Mirror World, finally bringing some relief to the continuous collapse.

But the crisis was not resolved.

Bologue looked at the struggling Beast of the Herd not far away and couldn’t help but comment, "It’s like a glowing jellyfish."

"A glowing jellyfish?"

Aimou was stunned to hear Bologue’s comment, "Are you serious, Bologue, a jellyfish?"

"Don’t you think it looks like one?"

Bologue looked again at the Beast of the Herd. The massive fleshy mass maintained an extremely bizarre structure, with the Golden Palace burning intensely inside. The radiant light made the flesh transparent, and above the Golden Palace was the rapidly proliferating and expanding brain, supported by countless tentacles propping up the massive piece of flesh.

What came to Bologue’s mind at first glance was really a giant glowing jellyfish.

"Control yourself, will you!" Aimou loudly complained while providing Bologue with ample Ether.

Bologue sprinted towards the underside of the Beast of the Herd’s head, dodging debris and wildly swinging tentacles. Even with a brain, this creature still appeared utterly insane.

"He still can’t fully control this creature, we still have a chance!"

Bologue sensed Hamo’s fatigue; the Beast of the Herd was ultimately too massive. The human brain’s computing power couldn’t fully control everything; just manipulating the tentacles exhausted Hamo.

Yet even so, the power unleashed by the Beast of the Herd was strong enough to sweep away all enemies.

In comparison, Bologue seemed as small and fragile as an ant. The sweeping and striking tentacles were like collapsing stone pillars, slamming down, fracturing the ground and blocking Bologue’s path one by one, but just as it was about to catch him, it halted its actions.

A twisted wailing came from within the flesh, and its surface began to bulge like a bursting bubble, spewing deadly flowing fire as if from an erupting volcano.

Hamo tried to control everything, but the radiant blaze wouldn’t yield so easily. As the flesh sealed, it gathered the terrifying heat beneath it until it exploded like a bomb.

Threads of flowing fire released, fireworks scattering, illuminating most of the world. Bologue felt as if he were stepping towards doomsday, marching onward.

"How exactly did King Solomon create the radiant blaze?"

Aimou watched as the flowing fire burned through the Beast of the Herd’s body; even as it subsided, it remained deadly and powerful. According to legend, if King Solomon belonged to the Contract School, was this Eternal Fire something he bargained from the Devil?

Moreover, what kind of power sustained the radiant blaze to this day? Able to continuously burn and once suppress the Beast of the Herd’s power, over the years, its Ether consumption must be an extremely terrifying figure.

Aimou couldn’t understand; perhaps only inside the Golden Palace could she unravel it all, but now the Golden Palace was borne aloft by the Beast of the Herd.