CHAPTER 577: CHAPTER 390: ELDERLY, I WILL KILL YOU! (PART 3)

Taking a closer look, Elsa’s eyes were completely enveloped by flames, followed by her entire face, making it impossible to discern her expression.

At such a temperature, even tears would instantly evaporate.

"Ah!"

She suddenly let out a wild roar, fiercely drawing out the greatsword, its blade crashing to the ground, causing the earth to crack for hundreds of meters.

"Elderly!"

Elsa instantly transformed into a burning meteor and dashed out of there, heading straight for the Fog Gate!

"I’ll kill you!"

After shouting these words, she charged headfirst into the Fog Gate!

On the other side, Luluwo, risking getting burned, managed to chain her opponent’s ankle, and was also dragged into the Fog Gate.

Compared to the presumed presence of the Ember King, she was indeed more worried about her "friend’s" mental health!

The only thing left in Elsa now was the urge to kill the culprit, desiring nothing but to swing the greatsword and vent her emotions.

However, after entering the Fog Gate, an image appeared that rendered them unable to move, forcing her fury to be temporarily suppressed.

Oh no, oh no, I’m not prepared yet, Luluwo was extremely flustered, but couldn’t suppress her curiosity to watch the image.

This was undoubtedly the battleground of the Royal City duo’s leader. It was once sacred and magnificent, bathed in the warmth of the Age of Fire at twilight, making one feel the immense Life Force.

But now, a cold aura crawled over Luluwo like a maggot clings to bones. She shivered instinctively, realizing her body had long been trembling.

Black sludge, or perhaps decaying flesh, pervaded this once-glorious hall, staining everything in sight with a deep abyssal color, where profound Humanity settled, turning into unfathomable darkness.

Upon detecting the presence of the living, the decaying flesh became highly active, making the entire area come alive!

Luluwo nervously looked around, searching for the enemy’s silhouette.

Yet, an unexpected figure slowly emerged under the embrace of the decaying flesh.

When she saw clearly, Luluwo was dumbfounded.

"Gw-Gwendolin?"

It was indeed Gwendolin, with pale skin and a handsome face crowned with a Sun-like headdress, unmistakably the much-loved Shadow Sun, Dark Moon God of today.

Why was she here?

Luluwo’s mind raced, but was clearly unable to comprehend the current situation, nearly causing her mind to crash, when she suddenly noticed something amiss.

Gwendolin’s Sun headdress... Why did it look like it had been gnawed on?

"Quick... leave..."

"Gwendolin" stood gracefully, her lips curling into a slightly wicked smile, an expression entirely mismatched with her words, completely different from the Shadow Sun known to encourage followers tenderly, as if possessed by something!

"You, what are you—"

The question hadn’t finished when Gwendolin’s neck suddenly drooped as if it had broken.

"Ah!" Luluwo screamed in fright.

The next moment, Gwendolin’s body soared skywards, and people finally saw clearly.

Her lower half had long vanished, now connected by swelling, wriggling black decay!

The entire hall began to writhe!

The nauseating sound of flesh being gnawed echoed in the ears, a gloomy chuckle came from nowhere, the unimpressive decay exuded a dark, somber aura, with figures tainted by evil, exuding a formidable, unyielding presence.

This posture resembled the Demon King!

Sparks ignited on the decaying flesh, though faint, as if about to extinguish.

Yet, Luluwo had sensed such a flame’s aura from the Fran Undead Team.

"Damn, it’s really the Ember King..."

The name of the evil enemy emerged in people’s minds.

[Elderly, the God-devourer]!