Chapter 1372 - 1040: Attack Where the Enemy Must Be Rescued (2)

Chapter 1372: Chapter 1040: Attack Where the Enemy Must Be Rescued (2)

The descendants of the Giants are undoubtedly the rulers of that ocean.

Long ago, their world met its ruin and solidification. Yet even after falling into Hell, their existence continued for countless epochs, persisting to this day and forming a colossal entity not inferior to a fallen country.

They call themselves Dwarves, as their height of dozens of meters today is no longer comparable to the grand bodies of their ancestors that towered hundreds of meters. Even so, their power has not diminished in the slightest.

At this moment, what appears before Huai Shi and the others is the Exile’s Lonely Path!

In the Thunder Sea, among countless islands, if the Dwarf Kings, as rulers, fail in a battle of glory, they lose all their power, spouses, and offspring, bearing the Mark of Shame tattoos, embarking alone on a prolonged path of exile.

Until one day they return for revenge against those who took everything from them. Or die in anonymity in some remote corner of Hell...

Perhaps, thousands or tens of thousands of years ago, a battered Dwarf King arrived in this desolate Hell, meeting his end.

Silently dying from the curse, old wounds, or the victor’s pursuit.

A massive body collapses, disaster metamorphoses, and countless bones form a giant tower that reaches the sky.

The entire Rusty Tower Forest grew out of its body!

Now, as The Heart of Rock Iron, dormant for millions of years, throbs again, a violent Source Fluctuation erupts from the decaying and broken shell.

"You all must die!!!!"

The remnants’ manic consciousness leaks from the remaining eye, feeling its powerful self and unprecedented weakness at this moment, becoming even more berserk.

According to his plan, after sacrificing all the Crowned, he should have transformed into a true Ruler!

Even the weakest Ruler is still a Ruler!

But now, with only a Harpy as a sacrifice, even at the cost of an entire settlement, it resulted only in this appearance—a mere facade, still stagnant!

And his intended sacrifices, from the Five Eyes to the Freaks and even the Insect King, were all swallowed up by the other side!

Gone!

Centuries of scheming, together with family assets, were utterly destroyed.

Now, the remnants have descended into complete madness.

The remaining thick right arm lifts and slams down, crushing countless Dog-headed Men and White Scale Guards beneath. Then the decaying face lifts.

From the single eye, light shoots forth!

The Stone Heart beats madly, drawing life from the entire Rusty Tower Forest to make that one eye emit a light more terrifying than the sun.

Despite his intense rage at this moment, a precious sliver of calm still remains in the remnants’ heart—even though his condition now differs greatly from before, squandering this hard-won power could still lead to defeat.

He must inflict irreparable damage on them before they can react, to completely seize victory.

Must, attack where they need saving!

Severely injure the opponent.

In other words, capture the leader first to capture the gang!

Under the gaze of that single eye, the entire Hell is in view, and nothing escapes its attention, including all transformations of Huai Shi.

But at this moment, he has no regard for Huai Shi!

A mere front-line pawn, strong though he may be, is just a tool for the truly powerful! And Foster, wielding the shotgun and cautiously aiming from afar, is merely an assassin-like figure unworthy of the stage...

The true leader of those People of the Current Circumstances, the truly significant presence among them, had already been discovered!

The one who, since coming to the Rusty Tower Forest, has not shown themselves, the one hiding behind the scenes, plotting everything!

The one who, even after war began, sat on his throne, shielded by his subordinates, observing all with cold detachment...

The truth, there is only one!

The fierce monocular abruptly shifts, targeting the Sun Boat, locking onto the opponent who, thinking himself safe, still wears a disdainful sneer.

"——Die!!!"

At that moment, on the captain’s seat, Raymond’s smile froze.

Stunned.

Countless thundering lights transformed into a torrent, the disasters brewed in the endless storm clouds of the Thunder Sea descended with a thundering roar.

A vast bolt of lightning erupted from the remnants’ single eye.

The entire world dimmed in an instant, and all that stood in the lightning’s path faced total evaporation, the heat of the aftershock spreading, melting and dissipating countless ruins and Dog-headed Men into stinking green smoke.

All that it touched faced destruction.

This was the Dwarf King’s wrath.

——Authentic Thunder’s Fury!

And Raymond only managed a cry of terror.

Glistening tears burst from the corners of his eyes, in that instant, an instinctive outburst from the Soul revealed his indignant and bewildered question: "Damn, why me!"

In the next instant, the Mystic Ritual upheld by Gregory vanished like a bubble.

Subsequently, the Sun Boat disintegrated, steel dissolved, utterly scrapped.

Abandoning its physical form, the Sun Boat reappeared in Styx Mode from afar, a fierce scorch mark now adorning its hull.

The outermost layer of armor had melted under the thundering strike, molten iron flowing.