On a normal day, this world-famous cosmopolitan metropolis should be full of hustle and bustle. But today was different, with the cold breeze carrying the smell of decay and burning.

Black fog obscured the sky, and frenzied spirits screamed and wreaked through the city.

Hordes of people tried to escape this horrible hell, but the speed at which they fled could never keep up with the expansion of the black mist.

Some have their blood frozen to ice, while others watch their hearts ripped out of their chests by resentful spirits.

Many, many people died tonight, so much so that it has become a bunch of meaningless numbers.

Their souls were stripped from their bodies by the black mist, and they became one of the countless resentful spirits.

In just a few hours, the black fog has taken over every corner of the city. But it wasn't satisfied, and continued to swell farther away.

And in the heart of the city, there is a complex of beautiful and luxurious buildings.

Known locally as the Imperial Palace, it is the residence of the country's monarch and his dependents, although the monarch has few rights and looks more like a mascot.

But he is still a symbol of a country, and a land cannot have two foreign countries, so he is inevitably targeted by the black fog.

Outside the towering palace walls, the pale figure broke through the fog like a bolt of lightning, and the broken king sword in his hand was raised high, splitting a heavily armed soldier in two.

The man's face contorted in pain, his body melted in an instant, and his soul was consumed by the mist.

Lu Wu didn't stop for a moment, and directly swung his sword to cut down the second soldier, and countless bullets hit him, as if they passed through a cloud of mist, and they couldn't do the slightest damage.

Behind him, hordes of wraiths devoured flesh and blood, tearing at the bodies of the living and drawing their souls into the king's legions.

The flames of war are scorching, flesh and blood are flying, projectiles are whistling, swords are sonorous, and corpses are lying in wait for hundreds of miles.

The tragic scene failed to make a trace of waves in Lu Wu's heart.

He stood in front of the gate of Miyagi, raised one hand high, and the thick black mist around him galloped forward.

The thick palace walls were corrupted, turned gray in an instant, and then collapsed with a bang under the horrified eyes of others.

Lu Wu carried the king's sword, stepped over the gravel on the ground, and walked leisurely into this imperial palace that has been inherited for many years.

Suddenly, two people were strapped with explosives and shouted: "It's dark and it's onboard!" The soldiers rushed at him.

Then he cut off his head with a sword, and the blood that splattered out was poured on the head of the person next to him.

The man next to him was frightened, and immediately knelt on the ground, and expressed his allegiance to the Ruined King with a flattering face.

The humble appearance makes people disgusted when they look at it.

Although he was wearing an expensive suit, it couldn't hide his dirty and despicable temperament.

Lu Wu did not accept the man's defection and let him be eaten by the black fog.

The Ruined King does not need such unbearable subjects

Only later did he learn that this cowardly and obscene man was actually the prime minister of this country.

It's a pity that now the man has turned into an unwise resentful spirit, standing behind Lu Wu, waiting for his orders.

Under the devastating aggression of the black mist, all resistance became meaningless.

Soon, the symbolic ruler of the country, a thin old man with gray hair, stood in front of Lu Wu.

In order to maintain the last bit of dignity of the royal family, the old man put on a brown and yellow royal robe, and stared at the intruder fiercely.

"Stop." Lu Wu said, raising a hand again.

The fog, the spirits, the horrors, and all the battles that took place in the city, everything seemed to be frozen at the behest of the Ruined King.

"Give everything you have, and I can reward you with a decent death."

The old man tried to organize the language, but his body trembled slightly, so that he could not muster up the courage to speak.

Fortunately, Lu Wu is still quite patient now.

After a long time, the frightened old man slowly spat out a few words from his mouth: "If I give you all the treasures, and even the whole country." ”

"Can you... Can you spare me? ”

His answer disappointed the Ruined King.

In the next second, it appeared on top of the old man's head, and the huge blade of the sword slashed downward, piercing through the heart of this small, cowardly monarch.

His body slid down the edge of the greatsword, black lines spreading across the surface of his skin.

It didn't take long for the dead body to slowly rise from the ground, a demonic blue-green glow pulsating through the cracks in its skin.

Passing the old man who had become a resentful spirit, Lu Wu walked into the palace behind him and sat on the throne that symbolized royal power.

The crown of thorns on his forehead became even more dazzling and bright.

At this point, the black fog that existed throughout the city seemed to be inspired, and it was expanding the empire more and more.

Screams of despair and the wails of dying echoed through the streets, and buildings were reduced to ashes in the black fog and fire, rising high and scattered to all corners of the city.

Order no longer exists, or order in the general sense has disappeared, and a new, different order is being established.

Cruel ambition and narrow hatred have been secretly wronged for many years, and finally found a chance to appear.

Great, many cursed and volunteered to join the darkness, raising their arms and shouting that the land had fallen under the rule of the Ruined King.

The pale monarch's courtiers also began to gradually converge on the imperial palace.

They brought gifts to their kings, mostly the heads of the rebels, including some powerful sorcerers.

Of course, there will be some ingenious gifts...

And as the only remaining power in this world, a few people led by Satoru Gojo still don't know anything about it.

They're complacent about getting rid of an undead creature that's not worth mentioning.

At the same time, the strange act of sending Su Wu's finger to Lu Wu was puzzled.

Satoru Gojo now felt a strong sense of unease, his face was pale, and his heart was beating faster, but he didn't want his companions to see him like this.

So I'm trying my best to keep my composure.

Just now, the reason why I couldn't kill the giant undead in the first place was also because of this inexplicable heart palpitation.

He suddenly felt that there seemed to be a subtle change in the world.

The series of reactions caused by the change made Gojo Satoru an invincible barrier, as if invisible cracks appeared.

"We've got to speed up."

Ankahime and Kotaro Kazama believe that the black fog has taken over the entire city now, and if they don't speed up their progress, the devil knows what will happen next.

So, the three of them no longer hesitated and hurried towards the set goal.

They thought that their whereabouts were hidden enough, but they didn't know that every move was under Lu Wu's surveillance.

If you want to kill the evil dragon that has caused trouble to the world and obtain the treasure of the evil dragon, how can this group of warriors do it without paying some price.

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