You promised to wreak havoc on the dungeon, but instead you've got Dragon Slime!

Only Ron remained, standing amidst the blood and ashes.

His body was riddled with holes, and his skin was cracked with black fire. Even the air he breathed seemed to ignite, and flames spilled from his mouth and nose.

The system notification sounded again:

[Unextinguished Bone Flame Status: Maintained]

[Side effect: The host's soul will be completely consumed by the flames]

[Remaining Time: Unknown]

Ron slowly exhaled, and flames shot out with his breath, igniting a piece of broken bone.

He whispered:

"Now that we've survived, we can't give up."

In the distance, the sky over the wasteland was completely clear, and sunlight streamed down. But on the even more distant horizon, a new shadow was looming.

An army larger than the Black Crow, Red Claw, and Abyss Order.

Ron looked up, his eyes flickering with black fire.

In the center of the ruins, black fire still burned. Ron stood in the ashes, his body riddled with cracks, held together only by the flames.

He could feel a piece of his soul being gnawed away by the fire with every breath he took. But he didn't stop, his eyes fixed on the distance.

Dust roared across the desolate horizon.

That wasn't an ordinary army, but a much larger force.

The first wave was the Imperial Cavalry. Tens of thousands of black-armored cavalrymen, their hooves thundering, pressed in. Black flags fluttered, adorned with blood-red ravens, representing the Imperial Hunter Army.

The second group consisted of the true leader of the Red Claw mercenaries. A gigantic man clad entirely in blood-red iron armor, carrying a bladed axe larger than a man on his shoulder. His mere appearance caused the air to boil.

The third group consisted of high priests from the Abyss Order. Tall and thin, they wore layers of bone robes and carried a massive skeletal skull in their hands, its eye sockets burning with ghostly flames. With each step they took, resentment rose from the ground.

Only then did the true core strength of the three parties emerge.

Compared to the previous grunts, these are the real hunters.

Ron watched them quietly.

The black flames roared within the new skeletal body, while the system notification coldly scrolled by:

[Extreme threat detected]

[Unextinguished Bone Flame Status: Continue to be maintained]

[Warning: Host's soul has been 37% corrupted]

He could feel his soul being burned through by fire, but he did not back down.

The Imperial Hunters stood in formation, their black armor perfectly aligned. The giant Red Claw leader, axe in hand, laughed loudly: "Bone Tower Destroyer? Very well! You're worth one of my axe blows!"

The high priest of the Abyss Order raised the skeletal skull and chanted softly, "The Lord's apostle... has come."

The world fell silent for a moment, then a deafening roar erupted.

Three forces simultaneously rushed towards Ron.

Ron's black fire blade trembled violently, and with a stomp of his foot, the ruins exploded.

"Come."

The dust had barely settled over the ruins when the leader of the Red Claw mercenaries made his move.

This giant was at least two zhang tall, with shoulders as broad as a wall. He was clad in blood-red iron armor, and looked like a monster that had crawled out of a mountain of corpses.

The axe in his hand was longer than a person, its blade stained with black and red, and the ground would crack with every step he took.

"Bone Tower Destroyer! Die!"

The roar shook the ruins.

He raised his axe and chopped down fiercely.

The axe's shadow swept across the sky, falling straight at Ron.

The air was torn apart, and a deep chasm was cleaved through the ruins. The nearby remnants of the Black Crow army were instantly cleaved in two, their flesh and blood splattering everywhere.

No one could stop this axe blow.

Ron looked up.

Flames spewed from the cracks in the new bone, and the black fire blade in his hand suddenly shone twice as brightly.

"Break."

He raised his sword to meet the attack.

boom! ! ! !

The axe and the knife collided, and the explosion reverberated throughout the wasteland.

The ground collapsed instantly, and the gray mist was hurled hundreds of feet high. The aftershocks swept outwards, instantly turning everyone around into a bloody mist.

Chapter 173

The ruins beneath Ron's feet instantly cracked open, forcing him back more than ten steps. New cracks burst open on his new skeletal body, spurting out blood.

But he didn't fall.

The knife was still in his hand.

The Crimson Claw leader laughed loudly, shook his arms, and swung his blood axe again, chopping down repeatedly.

Each axe blow carried the force to crush the heavens and the earth, and the ruins were shattered into pieces.

Ron's body surged with black flames, forcefully meeting the attack head-on.

The knife and axe clashed more than a dozen times, the explosions echoing louder than thunder. With each clash, blood splattered and bones shattered.

Ron's body was riddled with holes, and Blackfire desperately tried to repair them. His blood flowed down the blades, staining the entire ruins red.

But the fire in his eyes was still burning.

"Come again!"

Ron growled, stomped his foot, and leaped into the air, his Blackfire Blade aimed straight for the Crimson Claw leader's chest.

The giant laughed loudly, did not dodge, and swept his blood axe to meet the blow head-on.

boom! ! ! !

Both of them were knocked back by the force of the impact.

Ron's shoulder exploded completely, and half of his body was covered in gashes, with blood gushing out.

A deep gash appeared on the chest of the Crimson Claw leader, blood gushing out like a fountain, yet he still laughed wildly, his eyes filled with madness: "Awesome!"

In the center of the ruins, Ron and the leader of the Red Claw were already in a bloodthirsty frenzy.

The blood axe and the black fire blade clashed repeatedly, each strike shattering the surrounding ground into pieces. Corpses were reduced to minced meat, and rubble was pulverized into dust.

After more than a dozen rounds, Ron's body was so badly damaged that he was no longer recognizable as human.

Cracks spread across the new bone, and blood gushed out like molten lava. Black fire desperately tried to mend the wounds within his body, but the faster the repairs were done, the stronger the backlash became.

The system message indicated that the process had been coldly completed.

[Warning: The backlash rate of the black flames has reached 52%]

[Host's soul stability rate has dropped to 41%]

Ron's breathing grew heavier and heavier, each breath spewing fire. With each heartbeat, his blood vessels burst, spewing black flames from within.

This is self-immolation.

But he didn't stop.

The Crimson Claw leader was covered in blood, blood still gushing from the gash in his chest, yet he laughed maniacally like a madman: "Bone Tower Destroyer! No matter how strong you are, you're still a dead man!"

He raised the blood axe and leaped into the air.

The sky was cleaved open, and an axe fell with enough force to shatter the entire city.

Ron looked up, his eyes suddenly blazing with fury.

"It won't be me who dies."

He gripped the knife with both hands and met the axe blow head-on.

boom! ! ! !

The heavens and earth seemed to have split in two.

Ron was thrown back by the shockwave, his chest bursting open and half of his ribs exposed. Black fire erupted wildly, pulling him back to safety.

At the same time, a system notification also pierced his mind:

[Warning: The backlash rate of the black flames has reached 76%]

The erosion of the soul is irreversible.

A deep rumble reached Ron's ears, like countless voices howling, trying to drag him into the abyss.

"Give up...give up...burn out..."

Her voice was full of seduction and a sense of unease.

Ron gritted his teeth, his eyes burning with even more fierce fire.

"impossible."

He took a step forward and charged back with his Blackfire Blade.

At this moment, he was not only fighting desperately against the leader of the Crimson Claws, but also against the black fire within his own body.

My body and soul are almost burned through.

But he's still killing.

The Red Claw leader and Ron were fighting like madmen.

The two men clashed with their swords and axes, blood and fire mingling together, neither willing to back down.