Chapter 1323 – Battle Dungeon

　　As a crisp sound of drawing a sword echoed, a raging pillar of Fury Qi fire shot up into the sky, the

　　Cao Yuan, a crazy demon wearing a black demonic qi coat, dragged his sword with one hand, his scarlet eyes revealing surging killing intent, like a madman who would not fear death, laughing as he killed in a straight line from the weakest part of the War Department’s formation!

　　Cao Yuan, who was already in the “Klein” realm, had already reached the peak of the “Klein” level after liberating the Black King’s Fury Qi, and his raging Fury Qi slashes madly chopped out in all directions, easily killing a bloody path in this direction.

　　”Everything is disarmed.”

　　Baili Chubby unhurriedly followed behind Cao Yuan, his right hand clenched in the air, black and white qi surfaced under his feet, hovering into a huge Yin Yang Taiji diagram, invisible power spreading out.

　　In the next moment, the long swords and shields in the hands of these Nordic Warriors, simultaneously trembled and flew up in the sky uncontrollably, arching around that fat shadow, as if it was a huge and hard shield city wall, dividing the surrounding battlefield.

　　Immediately after that, Baili Fatty pinched out a complex seal with both hands in front of his chest and softly chanted:

　　”Sundown wind, departing fire, eight wasteland prairie fire.”

　　Words fell, his feet of black and white taijitu periphery, gossip trigrams lit up one after another, two of the trigrams disappeared into the void, a moment later, a hurricane rolled with fire, with him as the center of the blast burst open!

　　Countless disarmed western-style longsword, wrapped in this horrible flame storm, with Baili Fatty fingertip point, crumbled into a sky of fire rain, paving the way to the front of the Nordic war department dumped!

　　At the same time, carrying the black coffin of An Qingyu, I don’t know when has circled around to the back of the Nordic War Department, like a ghost walking in the crowd.

　　In those gray eyes, there were two weird purple auras floating vaguely, and any member of the Nordic War Department who looked at him seemed like they had been taken away from their souls, and stayed motionless in place.

　　An Qingyu’s blood-stained white robes, from the dozens of people who stayed as if they were statues, gently lowered his head and pushed down his glasses.

　　Under the light, the lenses reflected two pale, cold lights, and in the next moment, those lost souls and frozen members of the War Department, suddenly, as if they had gone crazy, folded their hands in front of their bodies and slammed them hard against their foreheads!

　　Bang Bang Bang–!

　　A dull popping sound came out one after another, and those figures bizarrely smashed their own heads with their own hands, falling limply to the ground, scarlet blood swooning away ……

　　A white dress ghost Jiang Er, from the black coffin floated out, like nothing through the Nordic War Department blockade, through the thick dungeon door, hidden without a trace.

　　A few seconds later, a low creaking sound sounded, and the heavy dungeon door slowly opened from the inside, revealing a dark passage leading to the depths of the dungeon.

　　Behind the dungeon door, one of the Nordic Warriors possessed by Jiang’er threw the keychain in his hand with force, and accurately threw it into An Qingyu’s hand.

　　The cells within the dungeon were basically sealed with divine power, and it was impossible for them to break them with brute force, but with these keys, they were able to open the doors of the vast majority of the cells within the dungeon.

　　”Well done, Jiang’er.” An Qingyu smiled faintly.

　　The intervention of the [Night Curtain] squad caused the balance of victory to continuously tilt towards the side of the Upper Evil Society, and the Nordic Warfare unit stationed at the entrance gradually collapsed and was forced to retreat towards the entrance.

　　Right at this moment, a figure suddenly stepped out of the void and stood in the air above the Nordic Warriors!

　　The magical light on his body gradually faded away, a figure holding a sword in his left hand and a sword in his right hand, looking down at the many Nordic Warriors below him, his eyes condensed, and two torch-like golden auras suddenly erupted!

　　[Tyrant’s Wrath]!

　　Unprecedented fear, suddenly sprung up in the hearts of all the Nordic War Department members below, they only felt that their shoulders sank, as if there was a big invisible hand, pressing their bodies, a little bit of kneeling toward the ground ……

　　They fought to raise their heads, wanting to see the figure above their heads, but the fierce monarch pressure was controlling their bodies to death, and only an indifferent and majestic gaze, as if through their skulls, was looking down on their souls.

　　When the Nordic war department was stiff and trapped, a touch of night color climbed up to the [Chopping White] blade, and the figure in midair was like a light geese that landed in the center of the crowd ……

　　The feet slipped.

　　Lin Qiye froze, the whole person lost his center of gravity, violently about to fall towards the ground, but in the backhand with the other palm to slap the ground, the figure rose up in the air, the left hand of the [Chopping White] crossed out!

　　The next moment a blade that ignored the distance swept by as if it was a full moon, dozens of heads were thrown up at the same time!

　　”Seven Nights!?” Seeing that figure, Baili Chubby and the others’ eyes lit up at the same time!

　　Lin Qiye wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

　　This damned [Star Coin] aftermath …… almost made a big fool of himself.

　　Lin Qiye’s kill became the last straw that crushed the Nordic War Department, and the entrance to the Abyssal Dungeon was completely lost, as the crowd of the Upper Evil Society frantically surged behind the door to kill the lowest level of the dungeon!

　　Lin Qiye’s gaze, swept over the bodies of the crowd one by one, finally resting on An Qingyu’s body, he opened his mouth in surprise:

　　”Qingyu, your realm ……”

　　”Dissected quite a few ‘mysteries’, so I’ve progressed a bit faster.” An Qingyu smiled somewhat coyly.

　　”This is more than just a bit faster for you, your realm has already surpassed mine.” Lin Qiye looked at An Qingyu as if he was looking at a monster.

　　An Qingyu scratched her head in some embarrassment.

　　”Seven Nights, how’s it going over at the Rainbow Bridge?”

　　Cao Yuan asked curiously.

　　”Three main gods have come from the Great Summer side, and the ceiling is almost all here……. By the way, the Sword Saint senior has also come.”

　　”Sword Saint Senior?” Hearing this name, the crowd of the [Night Curtain] squad lit up.

　　”Yeah, haven’t seen him in almost three years, he’s even more powerful than before.” Lin Qiye smiled, “You guys will know when the time comes …… Right now, we’re going to save the people first.

　　I know the exact location where Memorial is being held, however, that big guy down there is a bit tricky ……”

　　Deep in the dungeon.

　　As the crowd of the Upper Evil Society fought bloody battles all the way, the Nordic War Department stationed inside the dungeon was defeated one after another.

　　In this process, the number of people from the Upper Evil Society also suffered a horrific loss, originally nearly twenty top warriors, now only eleven or twelve were left, and all of them were injured.

　　Even so, they still did not pause for a moment, like a sharp sword, rushing towards the bottom dungeon where the memorials were kept.

　　Just as they were about to arrive at the lowest level of the dungeon, a deafening wolf whistle emanated from the stone platform not far away!

　　A huge black shadow as large as a small mountain slowly stood up from the darkness ……

　　Abyssal Townkeeper, Demon Wolf Fenrir.