Stare into the Frenzied Flame, You Brat!

A city forged of flesh and blood—or perhaps now should be called a monster—stands on the earth.

A surge of Holy Light descended from the sky, enveloping the City of Flesh like a ki blast. The gentle Holy Light displayed its power at this moment, and all the flesh and blood that came into contact with the light melted away rapidly.

But when the light faded, the City of Flesh still stood. It seemed to have been severely damaged, its size had shrunk, but it was still sixty or seventy meters tall.

That size is enough to make him call Ultraman.

Its body split open with hundreds of large mouths, some howling, some screaming, some muttering in a daze, creating a cacophony of demonic sounds that disturbed people's peace of mind and gradually made them irritable.

"Eek—"

Suddenly all the mouths roared wildly, spewing out large amounts of viscous, bloody substance, making it seem as if blood was raining down from the sky.

Although they were unsure of the device's effects, the allied forces cautiously erected a defensive shield.

The moment the blood rain touched the defensive shield, it emitted a tooth-grinding corrosive sound. If it fell on someone, it would leave several holes. Everyone was grateful for the existence of the defensive shield.

However, the crimson matter that had fallen to the ground suddenly began to combine, forming deformed monsters that attacked the people.

Summoning minions during classic large-scale boss battles.

The Holy Light Church is a professional at dealing with monsters. Led by their captain, the entire Holy Light Knight raised their weapons, bathed in Holy Light, and charged into the battlefield like angels descending to earth.

"Where is Albuquerque?" Si Telan asked from the battlefield. She remembered that the Holy Light Knight who had accompanied them through the Zane Dungeon was the vice-captain.

However, upon closer inspection, the candidate for vice-captain is an unfamiliar young man.

"He's in that group," Luo Jieer said, maintaining his defensive shield and pointing to the group of ordinary Holy Light Knight whose faces were covered by helmets.

"A noble young master was parachuted into the Leyndell and took his place. He is now just an ordinary Holy Light Knight."

"What the hell? This is so unfair!"

"The king of the Leyndell is the king."

Si Telan fell silent. Just then, she heard the adventurer beside her call out:

"How are we supposed to fight a monster that big? If it rolls around on the ground, we'll all be dead!"

"How about we lure him to the outskirts of Bede City? He's too big to get through the gate, isn't he? Back in Saine, I killed Giant Bear one arrow at a time with Carmen's help!"

"Do you want to hear the bullshit you're spouting? This thing is taller than the walls of Bede City!"

"Ah, how about we lure him into the Zane Dungeon?"

"Intellectually disabled".

As they were talking, new battle orders were issued.

When facing large monsters, infantry units are no longer useful; in such situations, one can only rely on magic.

We must prioritize protecting the mages, but we can't concentrate them too much, otherwise the City of Flesh will rush over and trample us all to death.

Thus, the mages, under the protection of the guards, split into small groups and dispersed, ensuring both mobility and the power of their magic.

So the magicians combined their power and unleashed a barrage of pure magic cannons at the City of Flesh, causing it to explode in bursts of fireworks on its surface.

This means that the surface of the City of Flesh has no defenses, and the continuous magic cannons can definitely blast him to death!

People rallied, but just then, the City of Flesh began to stir.

It was still howling like a ghost, but this time it burst forth with dense red rays from its entire body, almost blinding people in an instant.

Holy crap, it's Handmade Geng! No, it's Destruction Dragon Gandora!

Under the boundless red light, people seemed to see a group of mercenaries galloping on horseback, charging directly towards the City of Flesh.

However, the light intensified again, and people could only see the mercenaries rushing in, unable to know what they did or whether they were alive or dead.

"Brother, I can't see anything! You—hey, why did you hit me!?"

As soon as the flash struck, nearly half of the allied forces went into Furious Rajang, attacking their own troops indiscriminately!

The City of Flesh seemed to be temporarily weakened after this outbreak, standing motionless in place.

"Hehehe,"

Doslai Bo admired his masterpiece. It was worth all the effort he had put into creating such a behemoth. As long as he was connected to this thing, the power of his Unique Talent, [Eye of Frenzy], would be greatly amplified.

This City of Flesh was born by sacrificing living beings and twisting and fusing them through a demonic ritual; its essence is that of a demon.

These demons, born through ritual, are called New Demons, and they are often incredibly powerful. However, Doslai Bo didn't create them for the sake of creating a whole army of super soldiers; rather, it was for—

Performance art.

To improve his score and advance his rank, he has to bring out the whole big one!

Destroying several nearby cities with an enormous monster would surely make him famous, and the priests would look at him with new respect. Just thinking about it makes me happy.

But as he was laughing, Doslai Bo suddenly stopped laughing; he sensed something was wrong.

The coalition forces below are dealing with the crazed men; it looks like complete chaos.

However, for some reason, the adventurers seem to have a resistance to the Eye of Frenzy; it's mostly the guards who go berserk, and they can basically be knocked unconscious with a single slap.

How strange. Only those whose minds are constantly trained can resist madness. Where do adventurers train their Spirit Power?

It's really hard to guess.

Soon, the soldiers affected by the Eye of Frenzy were brought under control, and the mages resumed their bombardment of the City of Flesh. People even flew up in an attempt to get closer to it.

Those who can fly are either cast Flight Spell by mages or possess racial talents, such as birds or Orcs.

It seems that Luo Jieer, riding Female Fire Dragon, also sneaked in.

"This"

The Allied forces rallied much faster than Doslai Bo had anticipated, leaving him completely bewildered.

Are all these humans hardened warriors? How come they all have such strong spirits!

An unpleasant feeling welled up inside him, and he made the City of Flesh and Blood run!

Only a fool would keep summoning minions and wearing down the allied forces; Doslai Bo would rather roll on the ground!

If he rolled around on the ground, he would be a true desktop cleanup master; anyone he ran over would be turned into a compressed file.

"Take cover!" someone shouted. Every stomp of the City of Flesh was like an earthquake, and even the bombardment of magic cannons could not stop him.

The allied forces scattered and tried to escape, but some were unable to dodge in time and were about to be crushed into zip-like pieces.

"Boom!"

The impact came; the earth cracked, and smoke and dust filled the air. However...

But the City of Flesh suddenly knelt down.

What happened?

People were taken aback, but after seeing that the City of Flesh did not react, they all revealed smiles like those of a madman.

Since you're not moving, don't blame us for taking advantage of your vulnerability.

"Kill it! Blow it up!"

At the top of the City of Flesh, Doslai Bo looked at the mercenaries who appeared before him with a gloomy expression.

The City of Flesh was brought down by this man.

"Get out of here, this is mine." The Bull Horn Helmet mercenary who had been standing next to Ka Rong earlier stroked the giant axe in his hand.

Doslai Bo scoffed, "Heh, I never thought you'd get involved. I thought you weren't interested in being a general."

The mercenary swung his giant axe down, while Doslai Bo casually raised his arm. The two collided with a deafening clang, like steel clashing.

"Is it necessary to fight me? There are so many humans here. Let's see who can kill them faster. That way, we can both score points."

Doslai Bo seemed to want to make peace, but the mercenaries showed no mercy.

"Summon your men, Doslai Bo,"

The mercenary exhaled a breath of fire from his nose.

"Let's have a fair fight. I'm going to eliminate one of my opponents today."

Doslai Bo was so angry he laughed. He never expected that as a fellow Army Commander, his opponent would actually Deathmatch him to the death while surrounded by humans.

Is this guy out of his mind? Whatever, I'm better than him anyway.

"I've disliked you for a long time, fine, let's Deathmatch to the death today!"

Doslai Bo looked outside; he never considered humans a threat.

He created the City of Flesh merely as a performance art; with his strength, he was capable of fighting the Allied Forces alone.

No one in Bede City could fight him for over a hundred rounds. He could instantly kill mid-level forces like Si Telan, but he could also be instantly killed by a high-level combatant who hadn't even made a move.

"Why isn't Ke Jie back yet? What's he dawdling about?"

Seeing the allied forces swarming like ants near the City of Flesh, Doslai Bo released the giant and let it run rampant.

He left with the words "You just wait" and charged into the Val Dungeon.

"Ke Jie! What are you doing!"

As soon as he stepped into the portal, Doslai Bo roared so loudly that the demons lingering in the open space trembled in fear.

"Where are the others?" Doslai Bo glared at them with a grim face.

"Ah, ah"

The demon opened its mouth but couldn't make a sound, its eyes darting around, mostly glancing at the area near the teleportation portal and behind the other party.

"Say!"

"It's there! It's inside!"

Doslai Bo slapped them, and the powerful wind pressure slammed the demons to the ground, the crisp sound of bones cracking echoing everywhere.

What kind of trouble are these bastards causing?

Doslai Bo stormed out and took two steps, then suddenly stopped.

He sensed an eerie atmosphere, and his keen perception of danger made him feel that something had changed in the underground city.

He was angry, but he wasn't stupid.

But before he could even be alert, the sensation vanished.

Because Ke Jie was running out of the bronze ruins, his face full of fear and anxiety.

He seemed perfectly normal, nothing was wrong, and he was still the same humble, sycophantic man he always was.

"Lord Doslai Bo! Why have you come in person?"

"Smack!"

Doslai Bo slapped him to the ground, the words of rebuke on the tip of his tongue remaining unspoken, finally only saying:

"Bring all our compatriots, because some blind fools are coming to cause trouble."

We can talk about lessons later; the most important thing now is to win the battle.

Moreover, it hasn't been long since Ke Jie entered the dungeon, and there's been too much time to organize manpower. His defeat at Doslai Bo came too quickly.

Doslai Bo turned to leave, wanting to go outside and check the situation, but then Ke Jie said:

"No, sir, our compatriots are experiencing some problems."

"What?"

Doslai Bo turned around impatiently, only to see that Ke Jie had somehow gotten close to him and was looking down.

A strange feeling made him frown, but his trust in his confidant prevented him from reacting immediately.

"Everyone's very sleepy right now, they're all asleep. Would you like to join us, sir?"

Ke Jie's tone grew increasingly strange, and he suddenly lunged at Doslai Bo!

"Pfft—"

The next moment, his chest was pierced by the other person's palm, and Doslai Bo's cold voice rang out from above.

"Mind Control? Something really did happen here, damn it—"

Before he could finish speaking, Ke Jie, despite his injuries, suddenly grabbed his head and passionately "kissed" him!

"Oh oh oh!"

The demons nearby gasped in surprise, then quickly covered their mouths.

Doslai Bo was trembling, and his back view looked like that of a superior who had been overthrown, instantly conjuring up a sour and saccharine romantic story in one's mind.

However, a wisp of yellow flame fell to the ground.

There was no passionate kiss between them, but rather a fiery gaze between them!

Frenzied Flame erupted from Ke Jie's eyes, relentlessly scorching his superior. Despite it being a crime punishable by death—insubordination—he wore a crazed smile.

[Prayer: The Frenzy Spread]

[Originating from the prayer of the Three Fingers of Frenzy, it can ignite yellow Frenzied Flame in the eyes, seize the target, and infect the abnormal state of madness]

Eye contact and gazing into each other's eyes—this is perhaps the most frequent form of contact between living beings, and also the best bridge for transmission.

"Ahhh!"

Doslai Bo let out a painful cry as he tore Ke Jie's body apart. Even though he was split in two, the upper half of the other man still clung tightly to him, the yellow Frenzied Flame of his madness still burning!

"Get out!"

Doslai Bo crushed Ke Jie's head, which finally stopped the Frenzied Flame.

But the reflection of a wisp of flame had already appeared in his pupils.

"Bastard! Ke Jie! You bastard!"

Enraged, he tore apart his subordinate's mangled body like a madman; he had never suffered such humiliation!

Once he finds out why Ke Jie went mad, he'll make sure the Black Hand behind it all dies! Dies, dies, dies!

"Laugh--"

A strange sound rang out, and he felt a stinging pain in his back.

Doslai Bo turned his head and saw a hunched old man with a swollen and deformed head, like a plump grape.

The Forbidden Touch Old Man's cane pierced his back.

"You"

Doslai Bo's eyes widened suddenly as the burning sensation of the Frenzied Flame he had just experienced returned. However, this time, both the pain and the madness far surpassed that of Ke Jie's attack!

His mouth was contorted, he screamed silently, black shadows swirled around him, and madness settled in his heart.

Doslai Bo's eyes seemed to pierce through the underground city, through the sky, through this world, and arrive at a pitch-black place.

In that pitch blackness, three enormous fingers awaited his kneeling.

"Ah!"

When he came to his senses, Doslai Bo was already outside the dungeon.

How did he escape the Forbidden Touch Old Man? How did he get out of there? What happened in between?

He knew nothing about it, but his body was showing signs of extreme weakness. This weakness, which felt like his body and mind were being burned, was eroding him, and he couldn't even muster one-tenth of his strength.

Perhaps without his own awareness, his eyes slowly turned yellow.

Run! Doslai Bo wanted to do now was run, run as fast as possible, and get as far away from this eerie underground city as possible!

Scoring, Yugi, battles to the Deathmatch —he didn't have time for any of that right now, as long as he could—

"Aww!"

A wolf's howl startled him awake.

Before he knew it, he was surrounded by a pack of dark gray wolves, their eyes gleaming with a cold light, as if they wanted to devour him whole.

Why do these wolves look so familiar? Doslai Bo wondered.

"Finally found you,"

Footsteps approached, Doslai Bo looked up.

Before him stood a strange young human. He couldn't recall having any connection with the other person, but the other's eyes were filled with hatred.

"Who are you?" Doslai Bo asked weakly.

Da Er, expressionless, raised the weapon in his hand; the weapon looked very familiar.

Farron Greatsword

It's a weapon of the Farron Undead Legion, but why is it in his hands? He couldn't possibly defeat the Undead Legion.

The only explanation is "gift".

Da Er instinctively wanted to give the Undead Legion salute, but then he realized something—

Doslai Bo is not worthy of a salute.

"Go, tear him apart." Da Er patted the most robust wolf in the pack.

"Awoo!"

In the city lord's room, Gong Qiying was broadcasting the revenge battle live.

He clapped his hands slowly and smiled contentedly:

"That's right, that's exactly what I want to see!"