There seemed to be sounds of corruption and cracking in the air around him.

Lancelot's corpse was extremely huge, lying quietly in the ruins of the main hall, its vague humanoid outline shrouded in a suffocating and depressing atmosphere.

This corpse is about 12.8 meters tall, like a collapsed mountain, and the surrounding air is distorted and fluctuated slightly by the constant heat emitted by it.

A torso similar to that of a human can be clearly seen on the corpse, but it is connected to six twisted legs, each leg digging into the ground like a swollen tree root.

Lancelot's six arms are even more terrifying. Each arm is severely swollen, with a brittle flesh texture on the surface, and rough metal buckles are connected to the ends of the arms.

Those buckles were connected to thick iron chains that extended around the body, like some ancient ritual objects used for restraint, but their ends had been broken.

Even after death, this corpse still exudes a highly polluted smell, mixed with a pungent hot and putrid odor.

The triple halo surrounding Xia Xiu's head made a harsh "hissing" overheating sound when he got close to the corpse. The closer he got, the stronger the pollution became.

A dense stream of information flashed across his retinas, and numbers jumped on the screen at high speed:

[Current Ethernet floating point computing efficiency: 7.87x10^10 (tens of billions)/second]

He frowned slightly. This number was far beyond the level of conventional calculations, and the pollution intensity was enough to cause an ordinary thaumaturge to lose consciousness instantly or even explode on the spot.

The [Torino Type I] on Xia Xiu's full-on mode [Ether Floating Point Operation] efficiency is 1x10^12 (trillion/second), and the Lancelot in front of him is just a corpse, and he is already dead.

Know how many centuries of corpses.

It actually maintains tens of billions of floating-point calculations per second pollution, which is not far behind the [Lord of the Volcano] contained during the Battle of Iberia.

“The closer you get, the pollution efficiency increases significantly, with the peak pollution peak being 70 billion floating-point operations.

The pollution threshold has never been able to break through to the level of 100 billion, and the radiation range is only within a kilometer in diameter, and every hundred meters, the pollution value level drops exponentially.

This is good news, at least it is not as high as the pollution from the stars, and the radiation range is a thousand times, ten thousand times lower than that of the stars..."

Xia Xiu observed Lancelot and quickly completed a preliminary anomaly analysis report in his mind.

"Non-high-level thaumaturges can't observe this kind of thing at all. Moreover, the entire Sunset Palace is shrouded in this pollution. The original demon... When this thing was alive, its strength was estimated to be infinitely close to the stars.

According to Seth, there are three others of the same class as this thing, and there is a high probability that they are still alive.

What’s even more troublesome is the powerful thaumaturgic origin entity that caused the birth of these four original demons. The whereabouts of those unknown entities called ‘blasphemy’ are also unknown...”

Xia Xiu carefully observed Lancelot's body, and after confirming that the other party was indeed in a state of death and would be in this state for a long time in the future, he moved his eyes away from Lancelot's body.

Xia Xiu didn't have much interest in anomalies of this level. He had too many things to deal with right now, and he really didn't have much enthusiasm to write a few more thaumaturgy papers around Lancelot.

These troublesome things should be handed over to the people in the [Central Containment Room] later to deal with them.

After briefly observing some details around the Palace of the Sunset, he turned his attention to the east of the Palace of the Sunset, which leads to a small town on the sea.

The members of the Kelasel family, as well as the two corrupted vassals, were hiding there.

He adjusted the brim of his hat slightly, took steps, and walked towards the east.

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When Xia Xiu approached the small town east of the Palace of the Sunset, as he approached, a burst of hot breath rushed towards him. It felt like standing on the edge of a volcanic crater, and the air was filled with a burning sensation.

The blond young man frowned slightly, but his steps did not stop at all.

【Vashak——】

A huge figure emerged from behind him. The darkness swallowed his shadow, extending out an inverted triangle of skull, and the purple pupils flashed with signs of a slowly rotating clock.

The moment [Vashak] appeared, he raised his hand and pointed his long index finger at a point in the void.

"Buzz——"

The air vibrated and the space seemed to freeze.

The color of the Palace of the Sunset faded instantly, turning into a gray and white movie quality, and time stood still at this moment.

Xia Xiu stood in this solid space, staring coldly at the source of heat in front of him.

He carefully looked at the attackers who were frozen in time.

1,2,3……

In front of him, fifty flaming humanoid creatures about two meters tall were maintaining a charging posture.

Their bodies were entirely made of flames, their outlines burning fiercely and violently, and heat waves distorting the air in the still space.

The faces of each "Fire Man" are blurred, and these should be the Balrogs mentioned by Seth.

“The people in the city are really warm and hospitable.”

Xia Xiu muttered, and as soon as he finished speaking, a dazzling golden light flashed behind him.

The light quickly condensed into a huge incarnation - [Metatron].

Six pairs of huge light particle wings spread out behind the back, like a golden sun burning blazingly in this gray world.

[Metatron]'s arrival was filled with a sense of coercion, his sculpture-like perfect face was indifferent, and he held a flaming giant sword in each hand.

Without any hesitation, the six-winged light angel slowly merged the two flaming giant swords in his hands to form a flaming giant sword with a length of forty meters.

The whole body of the sword is burning with pure flames, which is a power composed entirely of ether, blazing and sharp.

Xia Xiu turned slightly sideways and took a step back to make room for [Metatron].

[Remnant Fire Great Blade——]

[Metatron]'s wings trembled slightly, and he raised the flaming giant sword, pointing directly at the Balrog in front of him.

The next moment, the flaming giant sword slashed down at an astonishing speed, and the blade cut through the gray air, creating a golden arc of light.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The entire time-stop world trembled for a moment with this slash.

"Qiang——"

The moment the sword light slashed through, the fifty bodies of the Balrog that were frozen in the charge were cut in half.

"Buzz——"

Along with the low vibration sound, time resumed its flow.

The Balrogs that originally rushed towards Xia Xiu at extremely fast speeds broke into two pieces the moment time resumed flowing.

However, such an attack did not cause substantial damage to the Balrog.

Those broken "flame bodies" scattered like enraged beasts, and the broken upper part seemed to have independent consciousness, struggling to stand up again.

The lower part is not completely still, but is squirming in a strange way, as if it is trying to put itself back together.

Fifty Balrogs suddenly turned into a hundred.

The hot breath spread rapidly, the humidity in the surrounding air seemed to be drained out in an instant, and the temperature rose sharply.

Each new Balrog is slightly smaller in size, but its movements are faster, and the flames also make a scream-like explosion between the jumps.

Then, Xia Xiu heard these Balrogs using high-temperature, high-pressure air and the roar of flames to "talk".

"Hungry for fuel! Hungry for air!"

"Burning with desire! Burning with desire!"

"Burning with desire!!!"

Xia Xiu watched this scene calmly.

"I knew it wasn't that simple."

call out--

[Metatron] held two flaming swords that were shortened to normal size, and smashed a nearby Balrog into thousands of pieces.

Note that it is a real corpse cut into pieces.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

The Seraph's hands wielding the sword hilt turned into afterimages in the air, and the nearby Balrog was chopped into ten thousand parts.

At the same time, [Sisyphus] appeared again behind Xia Xiu. He controlled the surrounding vectors to form a Möbius strip of air wall with the [∞] symbol, blocking the attacks of the Balrogs.

Inside the ring, Xia Xiu silently observed.

He observed that the flames of each Balrog did not weaken due to division, but became more and more full in the surrounding flames.

Whenever the Balrog is attacked by an external force, especially a fatal blow, it seems to trigger some strange splitting mechanism, individuating it into multiple new entities that are smaller but still have independent consciousness.

This split is not a simple physical phenomenon, but an abnormal reaction that seems to be driven by "thaumaturgy".

Moreover, not only will these Balrogs not be extinguished due to division, but even after division, they still try to strengthen themselves by burning everything around them.

Xia Xiu noticed that the nearby stones and dust in the air quickly turned a scorching red under the high temperature.

He was keenly aware that these Balrogs did not just rely on instinct - after splitting, they readjusted their formations and showed a certain tendency to encircle them, as if they were gradually understanding his tactics.

"A sentient life composed of flames, with a split nature, and its specific composition is still unknown. Its true structure should be invisible, and it is not in the form of flames as it appears on the surface."

Xia Xiu quickly summarized the abnormal characteristics of the Balrogs, narrowed his golden eyes slightly, and began to evaluate the real threat of these Balrogs.

He waved the [Lever of Heaven] in his hand and projected several tentative magic waves.
To be continued...