A blazing white pillar of light rose into the sky, the dazzling light seemed to override the corona in an instant, the loud bang was like an ancient dragon's roar, resounding through the heavens and the earth, the colossal sound wave was a surging soul storm, ragingly swept the entire battlefield, even the dark clouds that gradually came from the distant sky were shaken and torn a gap, when everyone looked at the blazing white pillar of light, their eyes showed a boundless shock, and the trembling sight was blown in the storm, like a lonely boat in the monstrous waves......

"This ......" Even the inflames burning like a sea of purgatory fire swayed wildly in the violent storm, like a dance of ghosts, Karthas couldn't help but stop, turned in surprise to look at the blazing white pillar of light that rushed straight into the sky behind him, and there was a hint of foreboding between his deeply locked eyebrows, "Could it be ......?"

At this moment, a gap suddenly appeared in the blazing black flames, and a huge black shadow like a hill flashed out of the gap, and fled in the opposite direction of Karthas without thinking, and only a few incomplete traces of the huge back could barely be seen in the fierce blowing storm, and in the blink of an eye, the back had completely disappeared into a rolling complex of buildings......

"Hold on......" Yamen quickly ran up and down on the path with thousands of twists and turns, the strange sea of purgatory fire behind him had been left far behind, he carried the unconscious Wren on his heavy shoulders, and the hole in his chest was still oozing blood, leaving a winding trail on the white ground, "Immediately, immediately take you to the ...... for treatment"

Amen's voice trembled faintly in the violent storm, and his deep countenance was like a river flowing in the night, full of bottomless sorrow, but there seemed to be a faint starlight twinkling beneath the water, with a touch of warmth and hope.

The violent jolt made Wren briefly regain some consciousness, and his slightly open eyes were still a misty chaos, but Wren could barely feel the aura and soul power close to him, and those unusually familiar smells belonged to Yamen. Vaguely, he could feel himself lying on Amen's broad shoulders, running quickly into the distance at an unbelievable speed, his hanging heart relaxed slightly, at least the pain that had frantically broken into his mind at this moment was so real, so clear, his life had not yet come to an end......

"Colonel Parcis's soul power...... Gone?" Karthas was still standing in the flickering sea of purgatory, surrounded by a cold and biting wind, and that extremely oppressive feeling had a hellish aura, eroding the remaining will of the creatures, and for a moment, even Karthas was in a trance, and the words of Amen still lingered in his ears......

- Don't you think this kind of battlefield is very similar to hell......

- We are all in this cold and hopeless hell......

"And ...... Steyr ...... Neona ...... Imperial Army ...... It's all dead......" A faint sadness appeared on Karthas's usually cold and uninhibited face, as if he was mourning or remembering something, and his voice was cut into countless pieces by the storm, trembling and echoing above the sea of purgatory, "I see...... It's hell here......"

"But......" However, the memories that lurked deep in his heart, the distant and almost fragmented memories poured into Karthas's mind like a flood that burst the embankment in an instant, and a blood-drenched picture appeared in his dark pupils, a cry of despair and desolation echoed in his ears, and a rapidly expanding hatred seemed to burst his head, and he finally roared out of control, his long voice distorted and hollow, but with an unstoppable momentum, "Even hell can't stop me......"

The raging storm gradually died down, and the heavens and the earth seemed to return to the original dead silence, and the world without sound was only the cold black flames burning, with a suffocating and desperate death aura.

"Useless ......" Karthas looked at the direction of Amen's escape from a distance, the black flames burning on the broken earth were slowly changing, they were constantly shrinking, entwining, condensing together, and finally gradually forming a black flame with a wolf-like silhouette, hundreds of black flame wolves silently surrounded Karthas's body, bowing down like a warrior waiting for orders, Karthas raised his hand slightly, pointing forward from afar, "Go, [Dark Wolf]!" Burn this vile land with your hatred......"

As soon as Karthas finished speaking, the black flame wolves seemed to burrow into the swirling air current, turning into black hurricanes, shooting towards the distance like sharp arrows, and the ground along the way was scorched into a mess of scorched earth after the hurricane, and countless flowing and twisted black hurricanes frantically flashed in the air, sweeping the earth with a winter-like death breath......

Wren's vision gradually became clearer, but he still couldn't see the situation around him clearly, obviously his eyes couldn't adapt to the speed of the wind at this moment, all the scenery gradually dispersed in this lightning speed, shaking and elongating into a blurred light and shadow mixed together, all he could feel was the low and sharp wind whistling in his ears, the bulging eardrums seemed to be filled with a mass of air that would burst at any moment, and the tingling sensation from various parts of his body that was almost cut by a blade in the wind.

Suddenly, at the end of his scattered vision, a little discordant black appeared in the blurred light and shadow that was almost mixed together, the black gradually expanded, rapidly eroding the blurred light and shadow around him, at the same time, a suffocating and desperate death aura surged over, the familiar fear couldn't help but shake Wren's body, he subconsciously wanted to remind Yamen, but only a sticky smell of blood surged in his dry throat, but he couldn't make a sound......

"Did you chase it?" Yamen also felt the killing intent sweeping from behind him, he turned his head to look behind him, and in his cloudy vision was an ever-expanding black shadow, with a suffocating sense of fear, unable to get rid of it, and getting closer and closer, even the calm Yamen inevitably showed fear, "How can the speed be so fast......? What is it?"

"Yes...... It's that guy's black flame!" Wren seemed to hold his breath before spitting out the words in his throat one after another, "We, we're going to be caught up......"

"Then we can only fight......" Yamen gritted his teeth, naturally realizing that he could no longer get rid of the dark shadow behind him, and squeezed out this sentence hoarsely.