The end of the world is approaching, I'm handing myself over to the country.

Mona's thoughts froze for a moment.

She couldn't understand the reaction of the three guys in front of her at all.

Surrounded by eight equally powerful individuals, they showed no fear whatsoever; on the contrary... they were quite pleased?

Just then.

A heavy, mountain-like aura slowly pressed down from afar.

That aura carried the solidity of rock and the silence of death.

Viola, Raven, and Seris all sensed something and turned their heads simultaneously.

From the shadows, a burly figure emerged step by step.

Pangu didn't look at anyone.

He simply walked straight up to Viola and the other two and stood beside them.

Viola turned her head to the side, and the veil made of wailing souls fluttered gently.

"Um?"

She was filled with doubt at that moment.

"Didn't you say you weren't going to participate?"

Pangu did not answer her question.

His empty eye sockets finally lifted, and he looked straight at the eight lords in the Weaver Queen's camp.

Finally, his gaze locked onto the moving mountain of flesh.

Enormous.

"They are different; they are the enemy!"

The words on the rock face seemed to squeeze out from the cracks in the rock.

"and......"

His body leaned slightly forward, a massive bone shield blocking his way, radiating a heavy aura of death.

"Only I can keep that guy in check."

The moment the words fell.

The enormous creature opposite seemed to have been stimulated by something and suddenly became agitated.

More lava seeped from its countless holes, making a gurgling sound.

"roar!"

A roar that didn't sound like a living being exploded from the depths of the mountain of flesh.

The two enormous fists, pieced together from countless fragments, slammed forward and collided.

"Bang!"

A loud bang shook the very air.

The little creatures on its back also let out sharp screechs.

"Kill him! Kill him! Kill him!"

"Tear him apart! Tear him apart!"

Seeing this scene.

Viola, Raven, and Seris inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief.

Although I don't know what was wrong with him just now.

But at this point, following Pan Gu is definitely the right thing to do!

In an instant, all the confusion and bewilderment vanished.

Instead, there was an overwhelming fighting spirit.

No verbal communication is required.

Raven's black heavy armor erupted with dense black energy. He spurred his bone horse, and his entire body transformed into a black meteor, charging straight into the enemy camp.

Seris's body completely merged into the shadows and vanished without a trace.

Viola chuckled softly, and the veil of souls at her fingertips extended infinitely, transforming into countless transparent chains that swept across the sky and earth.

The four commanders of Ainz Ooal Gown's faction attacked simultaneously!

the other side.

The sickly smile on Mona's face froze completely.

She looked at the four people who had taken the initiative to charge forward and could hardly believe her eyes.

Four people.

Did they initiate an attack on the eight of them?

She just couldn't understand it.

What's the difference between this and sending someone to their death?

"Stop them!"

Mona let out a shriek.

The seven lords behind her also instantly unleashed their powerful auras and rushed forward to meet her.

In an instant.

The auras of twelve lords collided violently in this high sky.

"boom!"

Pan Gu was like a meteorite falling from the sky, crashing heavily into Pang Ran.

His charge was driven by an unwavering determination, a willingness to sacrifice everything.

This is a reckless fighting style.

Each person seems to be burning their own life and soul.

They weren't fighting at all.

They're fighting desperately!

Mona was completely stunned by what she saw.

Are these guys crazy?

They clearly had the upper hand, outnumbering the weak.

But why did these four guys exude an aura of surrounding themselves?

Especially Pan Gu, his posture was as if Pang Gu had dug up his ancestral grave and was venting his anger.

"What the hell is going on? Are they really tired of living...?"

Mona murmured to herself.

She couldn't understand it at all.

What's wrong with these guys? They're clearly outnumbered, yet they're playing four against eight. I feel like I have the advantage!

......

the other side.

Zhou Jian's breathing almost blended into the surrounding ruins.

His body was pressed tightly against a broken wall, and all his muscles were in a state of readiness to explode at any moment.

A faint, fishy odor permeated the air.

That was left behind by Ni Guang.

This boss-level monster can perfectly blend itself into any environment.

One second, it might have been an inconspicuous puddle of water.

The next second could turn into a deadly threat.

Zhou Jian's nerves were on edge.

He dared not be distracted in the slightest.

Sudden.

A whooshing sound came from his left rear.

Extremely fast!

Zhou Jian didn't even have time to turn around; his body rolled to the right entirely on instinct.

"laugh!"

A long, dark red tongue almost grazed his scalp before lashing heavily against the broken wall where he had just been hiding.

"boom!"

The half-meter-thick concrete wall shattered instantly, sending debris flying everywhere.

Zhou Jian's heart skipped a beat.

He could even feel the sticky liquid on that long tongue splash onto his face.

Before he could regain his footing, a second attack followed.

This time, it started from above.

Zhou Jian suddenly looked up.

Suddenly, a shadowy patch on the ceiling above began to writhe, and a long tongue, like a venomous snake emerging from its hole, shot straight at his face.

He awkwardly made his way back across the iron bridge.

The long tongue shot into the ground almost touching the tip of his nose.

"Bang!"

The ground was smashed into a deep crater.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Zhou Jian rolled away to create distance. The power of death attached itself to the battle blade in his hand, drawing a cold light as it fiercely slashed at the long tongue that had not yet retracted.

"Pfft!"

The long tongue was severed in response.

A large amount of blood gushed out from the cut.

However, there was no joy on Zhou Jian's face.

Because he saw that the severed tongue regrowed visibly within a second.

It is perfectly intact.

How can we fight like this?

The attack of the Hidden Light is impossible to defend against.

However, its own attacks could not cause any real damage to it.

Even more deadly is...

If you are struck by its tongue even once, you will surely die.

A trace of the power of death flowed between his fingers.

This was his only support.

But the prerequisite is that he must be able to hit the hidden light's true form.

In that instant when he was distracted...

Zhou Jian's pupils suddenly contracted.

"puff!"

A sharp pain shot through my chest once more.

Zhou Jian lowered his head.

A dark red tongue pierced his heart once more.

Consciousness is fleeting.

Resurrects by consuming 100 Source Crystals.

A flash of white light.

Zhou Jian appeared in the safe zone after being resurrected.

Without pausing, he turned and rushed back to the battlefield.

However, when he arrived, the scene before him left him completely stunned.

A group of a thousand people has taken over his position.

However, this battle was more like a massacre.

The dozens of long tongues of the Hidden Light waved wildly.

Each strike takes the lives of several soldiers.

The warriors' bodies were easily pierced by the long tongue, then rolled up and stuffed into the giant mouth of the Hidden Light hidden in the shadows.

Screams rose and fell.