Edge of the Apocalypse
Chapter 1292: Flaming Wind

The flames lit up the stone door inch by inch. At first, it was very weak, but as the light rose from the lines at the bottom of the door, they began to light up. The color changed from light to dark, from light yellow to dark orange. When all the lines on the door lit up, it was already a bright red flame.

The temperature of the entire mining hall rose sharply, and it was as if they had arrived at the mouth of a volcano. It was extremely hot and unbearable. However, to Alan and Mitinus, such a high temperature was nothing. They even liked this kind of high temperature and flame environment. Even the builders and Firehorn Demons in the hall were indifferent to the temperature.

Alan looked at the Gate of Flames. Now, the stone door seemed to be burning with flames. The lines that resembled magic energy sequences had all lit up, and the flames they emitted were like the magnificent sunset in the summer evening. At this moment, Mitinus let out a soft voice, like a song. It was ancient and desolate, reminding Alan of the desolate land and the flowing magma. The Fire Horned Demon began to roar rhythmically, as if it was joining the chords of this ancient hymn.

As the song grew louder and louder, the Door of Flames began to open to both sides. Behind the door should have been the wall of the hall. But now, what Alan saw was fire. The gushing flames were confined to the space behind the door. Behind the flames was another world. Alan felt that there were many tentacles of consciousness desperately extending towards the door. At this moment, Mitinus pointed at Luther on the ground and Fatty flew up with one arm.

He floated towards the door of flames, and the flames in the door began to extend out a few streams of fire, which were like male arms. They easily wrapped around Luther's hands, feet, and body. The unconscious Fatty suddenly let out a miserable scream, and strands of flames pierced out of his body. His skin began to peel off. There were no muscles behind the peeled skin, only dazzling flames.

Suddenly, Luther's body was covered in flames, as if there were flames burning in his body.

Fatty's genes were undergoing tremendous changes. The original gene chain was almost completely shattered, and new genes were constantly added to form a sequence, gradually forming a brand new gene chain. Fatty's body was contracting. His fat body quickly disappeared and green mist emerged from his body. It was the green crystal Origin Energy that had been separated from his body. Evidently, for a Sovereign King who was about to undergo transformation, these mixed energies were not only not good things, they would also reduce the Sovereign King's strength, so they were naturally excluded.

After all the green crystals Origin Energy had dissipated, Luther's body had been reconstructed into a muscular masculine body. His whole body emit a dense flame, but it was not difficult to see that that muscles of the strong line were vigorously stirring, and an invisible sense of pressure arose from the body. Luther's will had completely disappeared under the baptism of the Gate of Flames, and another enormous will entered his body through the Gate of Flames. When the man who was glowing with fire opened his eyes, an idle mine car suddenly flew up.

Then the vehicle began to disintegrate, and the countless fragments that were separated started to spontaneously ignite without fire. In the flames, the metal melted and deformed, continuously combining to form dark red armor leaves. Many armor leaves flew towards the newly born king. They attached themselves to the strong body, layering together to form a crimson heavy armor. The heavy armor was domineering, and the dark patterns that appeared one after another gave it some elegance. The last few jingshi rose from the armor, and four waves of fire immediately sprayed out from its back, swaying endlessly in the air like banners.

The heavily armored monarch landed on the ground and raised his hand to grab it. The rest of the metal was glued together. A shocking heat emerged from the metal, and the frighteningly high surface temperature of the metal ball began to stretch and deform. A moment later, a dark colored sword landed in his hand. The blade of the giant sword seemed to be formed from a series of inverted V-shaped blades. The blade was covered in sharp serrations, and the lines were straight and hard, emitting an astonishing killing intent.

The monarch with the giant sword knelt on one knee and lightly pressed his hand on his chest. He raised his head and said to Allen, "Flaming Sharp Hillon, you are at His Highness' command!"

The flames in the Gate of Flames gradually dimmed, and the two doors began to close. There was a feeling of regret and helplessness coming from the wills behind the door, but as the door closed and dispersed, all the wills returned to their original places. Mitinus came to the side of the new king and said to Alan, "Your Highness, Hillon is the king I know who is the most skilled in commanding the army, and he has the ability to increase the combat strength of the army. With him in your legion, it will increase the combat strength by a lot." "Next, as long as he absorbs the energy of the Heart of the Stars, Xillon's combat strength can also leap by more than 30 levels, if you allow it."

"I can't find a reason to refuse. However, after increasing Hillon's combat strength, Mitinas, please hand over the Heart of the Stars to me. I have other uses."

"Your Highness wants to increase the strength of your followers? With all due respect, our Sovereign King can absorb the energy of the Heart of the Stars more efficiently. It would be a waste to use it on your followers. The amount of energy they can absorb is limited, and more energy will naturally dissipate after being extracted, so …"

Alan raised his hand and interrupted him, "Mitinus, not everything can be measured by gains and losses. Especially those people. They mean a lot to me. Simply put, they are more important than the Heart of the Stars."

"Since you said so, I respect your opinion, Your Highness."

Allen nodded and said, "After increasing Hillon's combat strength, you should start gathering your troops. We need to explore the depths of the Realm of the Forgotten, so we need to make good preparations."

"Your army has already taken shape. Although it is only made up of low-level units, it should not be a problem to explore the unknown region."

"I'm not as optimistic as you." Alan couldn't help but laugh bitterly when he thought of the woman he met on his way to Bai Xicheng.

After he left the mining hall, the new king, Hillon, stood up. He silently looked in the direction where Allen had disappeared, and then said, "His Highness still has the instincts and emotions of many low-level creatures left on him. It seems that he has not completely changed?"

"He is still young and, as you said, he has not completely transformed. But I believe that day will come very soon, and he will be the King of Kings. Other kings will be able to use his power to reach the physical world, and the flames will burn to every corner of the universe!" Mitinus whispered.

When the new monarch stepped foot into this world, in the depths of the Forgotten Realm, in an unknown forest, trees suddenly fell. After the fallen trees, a huge spider suddenly appeared. The giant spider was the size of a hill. Its entire body was pitch black and covered in bristles. There were white spots on the round abdomen, and those white spots formed the pattern of an eye. The giant arachne's segmental limbs continued to move, and it moved quickly through the forest, piercing through the edges.

There was a woman standing on the giant spider's head. Spider Empress Yami crossed her arms around her chest and revealed an excited smile on her face.

Behind her, another general, Blue Devil, was sitting cross-legged. He lowered his head and, with his hat over his face, could not tell whether he was awake or asleep. Suddenly, the giant spider stopped, and Yami let out a "yi" sound. From a tree beside her, a palm-sized fur spider hung down with spider silk. Yami stretched out her hand to catch the spider and placed it beside her ear as if she was listening to something.

Blue Devil's low voice came from his hat, "What's wrong?"

"It's surprising that an outsider has appeared in my spider nest."

"Oh, is it that person?"

"How should I know." Yami rolled her eyes. "My children haven't seen him before, but it doesn't sound like he is. Those outsiders are all Barbarians, and there are quite a few of them."

"Those should be the guys who came in from outside. They were unlucky enough to bump into the curtain of time and be teleported to your arachne at random. Their luck is really bad."

"Anyway, let's go take a look!" Yami stepped on the giant spider's head and the giant spider flew like the wind.

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"Help!"

A soldier from the Frost Legion shouted. He was entangled in a gray spider web. The weaver is a large gray-haired spider called a catcher. Webs thrown by web-throwing spiders could capture large prey. The webs were exceptionally tough and difficult to cut with ordinary swords. Only beam guns could pierce through them. However, once they caught their prey, the spiders would quickly retract their nets. The soldiers in the nets only had a few shots to fire before they were dragged into the pack and divided into other types of spiders to eat.

The White Demon army was using the surroundings to form a line of defense, under the command of Cardin and another expert, Landor. However, there were too many spiders in this forest, and there were too many kinds of spiders. These spiders were simply like a legion. There were quick-moving wolf spiders, two sharp sword spiders with sharp forelimbs, green spiders that could spit out poisonous water, web-catching spiders that could catch prey, and so on. These spiders were like soldiers of different arms. They worked together to cover each other, and there were a large number of them. Every time he attacked the White Devil's defensive line, it would be a severe test for the White Frost Army.

If it weren't for the occasional attack of Cardan and Landor, the defensive line would have been broken by the arachnids.

All of this was reflected in Luci's eyes.

He was sitting on a broken tree, his hands on his chin, his face gloomy.

Suddenly, Luci lowered his head and saw the rotting leaves beneath his feet arching upwards. A black spider that could dig into the ground crawled out from within. However, before he could crawl out, he was trampled to death by Luci. The White Devil stood up and roared at his army, "What are you doing? A mere group of spiders dumbfounded you? Damn it, how did I raise you bunch of useless people?"

He stomped his foot and disappeared. '"I'm not in the mood to waste my life with you spiders. Die!" Luci smiled sinisterly as he appeared in front of the line of defense.

Suddenly, a powerful aura surged into the sky in the arachne forest.