After many days of brilliance, the Holy Light suppressed and tortured all the time, and the armored man had already fallen into a state of extreme weakness.

And the alternating hot and cold attacks of liquid nitrogen and Lin Sheng also became the last straw that broke the camel's back. On the surface of the armored man's body, cracks gradually appeared.

"Fortunately, this guy didn't know how to rest, so after a little agitation, he rushed out to fight against the Holy Light of the Temple..."

Lin Sheng was glad in his heart.

If it were for him to go up and fight himself, without the temple suppression, I am afraid that dozens of him would only become cannon fodder.

Thinking of this, he picked up the liquid nitrogen spray gun and sprayed it at the armored man again.

Oh....

The armored man let out a weak howl at the end, and stretched out his hand towards Lin Sheng with difficulty.

Boom!!

He fell heavily to the ground, and the dark red energy on his body had long since disappeared under the suppression of the holy light. The armor was also covered with scarred cracks.

But what puzzled Lin Sheng was that there were countless black smoke in the surrounding air, and they were like life, trying to keep burrowing into the armored body.

But every time this black smoke seeped into the armored man's body for a certain amount, he would move forward, stimulating the temple to emit holy power and purify the black smoke in his body.

This kind of behavior is like actively begging for death....

Click...

Cracks continued to spread, beginning to spread all over the armored man's body. After several days of continuous consumption, he finally reached the point where the lamp ran out.

After a while, the armored man stopped moving completely, and his whole body began to slowly melt.

Silently, the armored man's entire body, along with his weapons, turned into a puddle of black-red viscous liquid.

The liquid evaporated rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into countless black lines, condensed into a strand, and rushed towards Lin Sheng at a rapid pace.

Before Lin Sheng could react, he felt a tightness in his chest. It was as if he had been hit with a hammer in the head, and the pain was excruciating.

Memories of images flooded into his mind.....

A large area of dark red flame-like energy flashed in front of Lin Sheng's eyes.

"I can't be wrong! The Rioman family is one of the five oldest families in Black Feather City, and our family emblem dates back thousands of years to the time of the King of the Rock Dragons!

And now, you, a mere Templar, dare to question my decision???"

"That's not what I meant...."

"Now, get out!" said the King of Steel, who sat on the precious pianowood seat, lowered his cold and stiff chin.

"Lord of Steel, I saw with my own eyes that man had planted a powerful and strange plant that I couldn't understand!

"That's enough, guards!" said the Steel King, closing his eyes.

Two heavily armored dark red soldiers rushed through the door, holding Anseria hostage to the left and right, and dragged her out.

"You'll regret it!" Anseria inhaled deeply.

"Regret?" said the Steel King, his hands crossed and his face grim, "I'll take all the consequences!"

Ancelia gave him a deep look, and without being pushed by the guards, she turned and walked away quickly.

Lin Sheng stood aside, his body as if illusory, staring at the scene in front of him.

The King of Steel is the Armored Man, a gray-haired old man who is not only stubborn, but also selfish, imperious, condescending, and looks down on anyone who is inferior to him.

Anseria's lobbying was seen by him as a lack of advance and retreat, and there was no distinction between the top and the bottom.

Lin Sheng glanced at the direction in which Ancelia had left, he had obtained the Ash Seal of the Sanctuary from the Templar who claimed to be the Light of Hope.

Phew!!

Suddenly, the picture flashed, and everything around him changed rapidly.

The black fog in the sky was like a thundercloud, constantly tumbling, and pressing down layer by layer.

The entire Black Feather City seemed to be isolated in the black sea, helpless, frightened, flustered, and dazed.

Countless citizens raised their heads one after another, looking at the slowly pressing sky.

The Steel King stood high above the city walls, staring silently with his soldiers at the rapidly descending black clouds. Silent.

"President! Didn't find the Grand Knight Colred!"

"President, there's no one on the Assassins' Guild side!

"There's a lot of hallucinogenic black fog in the wasteland outside!

"No! north, there's still a gap in the north to leave!!"

"The adults in the city are almost gone! President, let's go! We're here to stop you!!"

One by one, the blood armor elites of the Warrior Guild rushed up the city wall, they were covered in blood, and the skin on their bodies was gradually showing black spots, which were signs of being contaminated by the black mist.

The Metal King turned silently, descended the wall, and quickly returned to the Warrior Guild.

"Where's Ancelia?" he asked, standing in the hall.

A blood armor elite stepped forward.

"Ancelia, the Light of Hope, is leading the remnants of the Templars to break through. They also brought thousands of civilians with them in a slow retreat. ”

The King of Steel looked at the blood armor in front of him, and the other party's original white skin also climbed with black spots of different sizes.

But the face of the blood armor was not moved in the slightest. As if nothing had happened.

"Is there anyone in the meeting who hasn't been polluted?" he asked calmly.

"Only the son of Gore and thirteen siblings remain, who have been quarantined and sent to the gap in the north by us at your orders. Bloodarmor replied in a low voice.

The Metal King fell silent.

He closed his eyes and slowly walked to the guild throne, his hand gently caressing the hard, cold material of the throne armrest.

"Do you hate me?" he whispered.

"Blood armor will always be your strongest sword and shield!!" The blood armor elites in the hall did not move in the slightest, knelt on one knee, and shouted loudly.

"Please go, President, as long as you are here, the Blood Armor and the Guild will always be there!" said Radia, the vice-leader of the Blood Armor Elite.

The dark spots on Radia's face had taken up half of her face, and intense pain and hallucinations were constantly invading his spirit. But he was not moved in the slightest.

The Metal King calmly stared at the Blood Armor Elite present.

"I once told Anseria that I will bear all the consequences. ”

He slowly sat down on the throne, and a stream of black liquid metal popped out from the click behind the seat.

These streams of metal quickly enveloped his entire body, turning into a massive, burly, and even somewhat bloated form of powerful armor.

"You are my sword and shield, and in this world, there is no warrior who has abandoned his sword and shield and is still alive. ”

"President...."The eyes of the blood armor fluctuated.

"Remember when I personally put on the Blood Emblem of Glory for you?" the Metal King's eyes softened.

"In a blink of an eye, more than 30 years have passed....."

Suddenly, there was a roar in the street outside, what seemed to be the roar of some kind of beast. Countless roars grew denser and closer.

The black mist outside the window slowly descended, almost touching the tallest spire in Black Feather City.

The light inside the Warrior Guild quickly dimmed.

"Now. The King of Steel put his hand on the armrest and roared.

"Tell me, what are you !?"

"Burning Blood!Blood of Order!!Black Feather Shield!!!" All the elite blood armor stood up, drew their weapons and shouted!!

"Good. The Metal King took a deep breath. "So.... Turn it on, Bloody Shackles. ”

'The Bloody Shackles Ritual begins. ’

A cold female voice slowly sounded in his ears.

Dark red cracks spread rapidly in all directions from around the throne.

'The blood of the dragon ignites the fire of ritual. ’

'The absolute shackle barrier opens. ’

'The barrier of will opens. ’

'Life recognition on. ’

'The energy reserve pool is opened. ’

'Sweep away the xenomorphs and cleanse the evil!' The non-humans will never be able to leave the city until they defeat you. The ceremony begins. ’

The Steel King's grip on the armrest grew tighter and tighter, and he already felt his soul being ignited, and the power of his bloodline was being continuously injected into the ritual array.

His eyes seemed to be looking through the wall from afar, and he saw Ancelia who was fighting bloodily and leading everyone to escape.

'Let's go, the farther the better....'

Call!!

His body suddenly burst into dark red flames.

"President!!" the blood armor below changed their faces and rushed to the rescue.

Rumble!!!

The gate of the guild was smashed with great force.

Pitch-black figures rushed in quickly, pounced on the blood armor elite who were on guard.

"I... Burning Blood!Blood of Order!Black Feather Shield!! Bet on everything the Rioman family!!"

The Steel King roared violently, and flames flew out of his body in a frenzy, shooting into all the blood armor. Empower them and keep the last dignity of the warriors.

"Come!!Defeat me!Destroy me!!"

He stood up and pulled out a huge tomahawk from behind his back. A giant finger poking out the door.