Dark Crimson Flames

"Zheng..."

The Ice-Blue Demon Eyes silently disappeared, causing the frigid air to dissipate and gradually calm down.

"Call..."

Fang Li slowly exhaled, allowing his tense body to relax slightly. The murderous aura that had been surging Fang Li him also began to subside, returning to its normal state.

Fang Li, having recovered from his Killer Demon state, raised his head and looked around.

The vast hall remained solemn, just as it had been before.

The apostles and phosphorus that were killed by Fang Li have all disappeared as flames of Power of Existence.

Therefore, no corpses or bloodstains were left in the hall.

If it weren't for the large number of weapons lying on the ground and the carpets around the area being charred piece by piece by the flames, one would surely not believe that a massacre comparable to a thousand troops charging had just taken place here.

However, the vast army was not the one slaughtering, but the one being slaughtered.

Of course, Fang Li was not as relaxed as he had seemed before.

Because Fang Li understands.

"The troops here are merely a negligible part of the ' Bal Masqué.'"

Although the formation appeared magnificent, the army that had just surrounded Fang Li consisted almost entirely of phosphorus, while the number of apostles was less than a hundred.

Phosphorus is merely a servant created by the Apostle using the Power of Existence. Even if it is lost, as long as there is sufficient Power of Existence, it can be continuously created.

So, just as Fang Li said, the spectacle just now was only a very insignificant part of the "Bal Masqué".

"I'm afraid most of the group's members are scattered all over the world. Even those who are still in the base are mostly deployed around the area to keep watch. I can handle it now, but once the main force arrives, things will be a bit risky."

Fang Li was not complacent about the results of the massacre, and analyzed the situation very calmly.

"The best course of action is to take advantage of this opportunity and escape from the Starry Sky Palace as soon as possible."

A series of thoughts took less than three seconds.

From an objective standpoint, Fang Li merely relaxed his body slightly, exhaled a breath that had been suppressed in his chest, and then finished his analysis and began to act.

So Fang Li lifted his feet, preparing to leave from the direction of the gate that had just been blocked by the army.

At that very moment, an unusual phenomenon occurred.

"Splat..."

Such a faint, almost imperceptible sound suddenly appeared.

"————!"

Just as Fang Li was about to leave in the Fang Li of the gate, he suddenly felt the air around him change, and his heart began to pound.

A sense of crisis surged up from the Fang Li's heart.

Moreover, it was to a degree that could be considered fatal.

Fang Li didn't have time to react at all.

The next second, the world changed color.

"Boom—!"

With a deafening roar, the floor of the entire hall exploded.

A burst of dark red flames, which could be described as violent, transformed into a raging torrent, containing countless sharp swords. It broke through the ground, evaporated the air, and, like a volcano erupting from the depths of the earth, overturned the rocky slab and rushed into this space.

The scale of the raging, dark red flames was unimaginable.

In just a brief moment, the entire hall, which was as big as a football field, was destroyed.

The stone pillars were reduced to rubble in the raging flames.

The ceiling shattered completely under the impact of the swords.

The dark red flames, mixed with countless swords, suddenly erupted, turning the entire hall into pieces with a terrifying power no less than that of a volcanic eruption.

In an instant, it was reduced to ruins.

It was a raging torrent that did not tolerate the existence of any life.

That is a disaster that does not allow anything to remain intact.

Even a city, under such terrifying power, would probably be instantly reduced to ruins, leaving only a desolate landscape.

This power mercilessly transformed the surrounding area into hell, sending sharp swords flying in all directions, and raging dark red flames sweeping across the land, utterly destroying everything around it.

And it's impossible to know how long this natural disaster lasted.

When the terrifying flames, like a volcanic eruption, subsided and the horrific impact subsided, the hall that had once resembled an audience with an emperor had vanished without a trace, leaving not even a trace of the floor or ceiling.

Only ruins remain, constantly being burned by dark red flames, turning into a sea of fire.

"Slap... slap slap..."

A few pebbles shot directly into the sky, falling down without any obstruction, striking the ground and producing a crisp sound.

Dark red flames engulfed every corner, causing the entire ruins to slowly burn and constantly filling the air with the smell of gunpowder.

In one corner of these ruins, a hand suddenly emerged from a pile of rubble, braced itself against the ground, and slowly lifted itself up.

Who else could it be but Fang Li?

"Hmm..."

A slightly annoyed sound escaped Fang Li's lips.

"Thud..."

A large amount of blood seeped out from his body, dripping down and gradually forming a small pool of blood.

Upon closer inspection, Fang Li's entire body was covered in knife wounds, with countless tiny cuts.

Although not seriously injured, the scene was still quite horrific.

However, this situation actually relieved Fang Li.

"Fortunately, I managed to boost my Star Pulse Energy at the last moment, pushing my defense to its limit."

In addition, Fang Li's Breath of Lightness had the effect of reducing damage by half, which is why Fang Li was able to survive the terrifying yet unexpected disaster and only suffer this level of injury.

If it weren't for that, Fang Li would probably have been reduced to a pile of dust by now, right?

"And in my memory, there is only one person who possesses such power."

Fang Li forcefully raised his head and looked ahead.

There, a dark figure appeared silently in the crimson flames, wielding two sharp swords, and slowly walked over.

"Can anyone survive my Wrath of Flames?"

A very deep voice came from the other person.

"You are the first human to be able to do this much on the first time he saw my attack."

The words had barely left his lips.

"Whoosh—!"

The dark figure suddenly shot out, reaching Fang Li at an astonishing speed, and unleashed a powerful thrust at Fang Li's throat.

"Clang—!"

A metallic clang suddenly rang out.

The crescent-shaped dagger blocked the incoming thrust.

Looking at the Assassin who had suddenly appeared in front of him, Fang Li spoke in a low voice.

"The Bad Blade..."