The roar of the great chief came from the sky. In the cursed legion that was originally in a daze, the trolls who had become increasingly drowsy due to death slowly raised their heads.

"Stand up, it's time to make a choice, little bastards. Either give up thinking and stay silent, or follow me to hell."

"If you stand here, you will be torn apart by them, so stand up!"

In the Cursed Legion, a young troll slowly spoke: "Are we going to die next?"

That troll looked much younger than the other trolls, and correspondingly, his strength was lower.

Probably because he had been killed too many times, his eyes were filled with fear at this moment.

The chief looked at him quietly and said calmly, "Yes."

Another troll said painfully: "We are going to die anyway, so why not die on the way to the charge, right?"

The chief said in a low voice: "Yes."

A roar was heard, and a snake-like monster several dozen meters long smashed the lower body of a troll with its tail.

The Cursed Troll, with only the upper half of its body left, fell into the blood and roared in despair:

"It's all death anyway, whether we die in battle or let ourselves be killed, it's meaningless."

The great chief fell from the sky, and the two-meter-long axe suddenly fell down, and the terrible impact tore the snake-shaped monster into two pieces:

"You are right. It is all meaningless. No matter what ideals and hopes you had before, no matter how happy your life was, the moment you were torn apart on the battlefield, the only ending was the wail of death."

An old troll followed the great chief and slowly landed on the ground. Tears streamed down his face as he looked at his fellow trolls, all of whom had been transformed into the Cursed Legion.

I am so angry and hateful.

The chief said in a hoarse voice: "But does this mean that your efforts are meaningless? Or that you have been meaningless since you were born? The choices we made are meaningless? The struggles of our ancestors were also meaningless?"

The battlefield was obviously so noisy, but with the roar of the great chief, it became extremely quiet.

The heavy breathing of the trolls was as solemn as the mountains. The great chief raised the great axe in his hand, and the ancient and silent ancestral spirits poured blessings on it, which turned into roaring thunder.

But his voice was angrier than thunder: "No, that's not right. We give death its meaning."

“Those brave ancestors, those tragic ancestors, those ancestors who gave everything… We can stand here and think like this because we are still alive.”

"So, little ones, die here and entrust the meaning of life to future generations."

"Go fight against this cruel world!"

His anger turned into roars, and the thunder seemed to be stepped on by him. Behind him, a group of old trolls quietly raised their military flags.

In an instant, Louis saw red flames burning in the eyes of each troll in the Cursed Legion.

A terrifying and dangerous force was rapidly growing in them.

He knew that it was the power of Sin and Wrath, roaring towards the world along with the trolls of the Cursed Legion.

Finally, accompanied by the shouts of the great chief, the angry flames burned the sky.

"Soldiers, be angry!"

"Soldiers, roar!"

"Soldiers, fight!"

The murderous intent spread throughout the entire place, eventually transforming into a red rage that even the power of shadow could not suppress.

In the distance, the lower body of an old troll was broken into two pieces, but his strong hands forcibly tore open the monster's bloody mouth.

In the corner, a dozen model-class trolls were like cold killing machines, exchanging lives for lives. Before being killed, the iron fists burning with anger smashed the tiger-shaped monsters to pieces.

At the front line, the old troll carrying the military flag was like a silent stone statue, burning the last of his life to clear out the surrounding monsters until he fell to the ground exhausted, losing his life.

The next second, Louis' voice came: "Stand up, it is better to fight to the death than to sleep in the mud."

He felt a burning power flowing into his body like a spring, rapidly condensing and expanding.

At this moment, something seemed to break out of his body, and he said in a deep voice:

"Our rage is a gathering storm. Once it breaks out, the blood of our enemies will stain the earth like a rainstorm!"

The next moment, he threw the standard weapon in his hand forward, and a twisted blood-red storm swept across the earth. Several circling tornadoes appeared in the sky and slashed towards a monster that had been promoted to a legendary monster.

The horrific storm devoured everything around it, and the fierce hurricane swept away all the flesh and blood.

The legendary wail resounded through heaven and earth, and suddenly red rain began to fall from the sky, as if crying for the war.

LV12.

LV13.

LV14.

The severe pain made Louis' face grim.

He felt as if he was connected to the Cursed Legion under his command as one.

As more and more trolls tainted by the fragments of Sin and Rage joined the Cursed Legion, those dormant forces followed the invisible link between the Book of the Dead and him and went up.

At this moment, he felt like he was going crazy.

"Soldiers, be angry!"

"Soldiers, roar!"

"Soldiers, fight!"

"Our rage will burn the world until all our enemies are reduced to dust!"

At this moment, he seemed to be connected with all the soldiers.

The great sin and rage quietly sprouted in his body at this moment.

He knew that he was not that heartbroken about the troll's death. After all, he was not human, so it was difficult for him to empathize with the troll.

But... in his anger towards the Church of the Abyss, he was like a dormant volcano that was constantly accumulating strength and was ready to erupt at any time.

The death of Mr. Roger.

Battle of Dragonbone Grassland.

Two black sun disasters.

The swan song of Celine and Rudelson.

The Mad King's Rebellion.

The death of a brave man.

The invasion of the dungeon demon.

Olivia and Beatrice who lost their mother.

The Emperor is about to fall into darkness.

…

Those numerous tragedies were like a stone weighing on his heart, and he couldn't feel relieved until he spoke them out.

At this moment, the great sin and rage that was flowing upstream and gathering in his body became the gunpowder that ignited everything.

"Go ahead and burn this world down."

It was not that he was controlled by a great sin, but it was the first time that he wanted an organization to be crushed to ashes.

The invisible rage continued to spread outward along the links of the Cursed Legion, igniting the knights of the Tunisian Knights who were unable to join the battle.

At this moment, they seemed to have turned into Ghost Riders seeking revenge on the world. They instantly joined the battlefield and wanted to tear everything in front of them to pieces.

Louis' power is still rising.

LV15.

LV16.

LV17.

LV18.

It finally settled at LV19.

This was a perfect feasting ceremony.

It's different from the Black Swan incident.

Black Swan regained most of the origin through her own power, and he only consumed some of her power.

But this time, the angry fragments scattered throughout the Troll Suicide Squad and even the old trolls led by the Great Chief, along with the remnants of their power, actively merged into Louis' body.

It was also at this time that the number of monsters on the scene dropped to 50.

The legendary monsters composed of various races and ecosystems let out earth-shattering roars, wanting to take revenge on the enemies who killed them.

But at this moment, Louis suddenly threw out a long sword.

As if a signal had been sent out, at that moment, both trolls and humans launched their weapons.

The power gushing out from the legend's body eventually merged into the bodies of the four monsters that were still struggling to survive.

In an instant, four demigod pressures rose into the sky and spread out.

Louis raised his hand instinctively.

The power of sin and rage spreads, and new skills emerge instantly.

My wrath is the gathering of stars! The effect is——

Draw half of the power of the Furious Legion and concentrate it in one strike.

Unprecedented terrifying power was released in an instant.

The moment Louis threw the Lonely City Sword, the sky and the earth changed color, and the thunder was frightened by it.

The demigod snake demon and demigod mad lion, as big as a hill, fell to the ground. He felt his brain go black at that moment and many blood vessels in his body burst.

"Open the door in the painting!"

He hugged Olivia tightly and watched the Cursed Legion entangled with the remaining two demigods. He had no intention of staying and rode his horse directly through the gate.

He was exhausted.

Olivia nervously grabbed Louis, who was about to faint, and cursed under her breath, but she still held on to the reins and left.

In a trance, Louis saw the Black Swan wiping his body nervously, with slightly red eyes.

"I'm wrong. How could a black swan be so anxious?"

Then he completely lost consciousness.

…

In a daze, Louis felt endless pain spreading all over his body.

Along with the pain came three forces that continued to intertwine in his body.

He seemed to understand the source of those three forces.

Big sin: Greed.

Big sin: Lust.

Big sin: wrath.

They were like uncontrollable children, wreaking havoc inside his body.

The most stable greed is still okay. Whether it is the thirst for knowledge or the thirst for wealth, the great sin of greed has always been the one that eats the most, so it has always been able to sit firmly on the throne.

The newly arrived Sin, Fury, also ate with his mouth full of oil.

Louis could clearly feel that the abominable breath of the Four Gods of the Abyss on the Giant Plains was disappearing at an extremely fast speed. That was a sign of the mass death of the believers of the Church of the Abyss.

Quietly, the authority of sin and wrath spread, and the three forces took shape in an instant.

[Blood of Rage]

When you are angry, your power will continue to increase according to the degree of your anger. There is no end to anger and there is no end to power.

【Gift of Rage】

When you and your subordinates have a common hatred for a common enemy, you can grant them furious blood and transform them into a furious legion.

Members of the Rage Legion will enjoy one-fifth of the power of their lord, and their strength will increase in rage.

[My wrath is the gathering of stars]

Draw half of the power of the Furious Legion and concentrate it in one strike.

…

The great sin of rage, which drank the wine of hatred, has successfully climbed to a level that ordinary people cannot understand.

Louis understood something in a trance.

If it was just my own rage, there would be no way to develop the great sin, rage, to this extent.

This also includes the trolls' unwillingness to be bullied and trampled, as well as the anger ignited in a deadly battle.

Even though he couldn't open his eyes, the power was still so clear that he felt as if he could destroy everything.

However, when the powers of both sins reached the highest peak that Louis could reach at this stage, he felt an indescribable fatigue in his body.

Because as the true source of his power, the great sin of lust was ruthlessly suppressed.

Having been suppressed to the bottom, he was being suppressed by two more powerful sins? If things continued to develop, not only would he not be able to effectively control the sin of lust, but it would also implicate Louis himself.

Even in a coma, he felt this uneasiness.

In a trance, he seemed to smell a fragrance that he could not control.

In front of the bed, Olivia was wringing out the water with a towel and gently wiping the sleeping man's body.

His body was so hot that it was a little red, and Olivia patiently cooled him down over and over again.

She whispered, "I told you a long time ago, don't be stubborn, or something will go wrong."

She also didn't expect that the Church of the Abyss would make such a big move in the Giant Plains.

Using the corpses of countless millions to create a demigod, it is hard to imagine how many worlds they destroyed to sacrifice such terrifying power.

What made her speechless was that Louis was now like a man of gunpowder, and his career level was skyrocketing.

"Bad guy, now including your cursed army, your strength is almost greater than ours."

"How do you say it? Cheating? Explosion?"

"How can there be such an outrageous explosive kid like you in this world?"

"And the Cursed Legion... after being enhanced by the Raging Legion, it has probably become the legion with the highest average professional level under the Iron Guard, right?"

"Really? Wouldn't this just add chaos to the empire? I wonder how many people will use this to instigate trouble."

She rambled on for a long time, and finally said helplessly: "Of course, we can deal with these trivial matters later. Don't sleep anymore, get up quickly."

There were some tears in her eyes: "Sister... there are many people waiting for you."

The next moment, she carefully wiped her sweaty chest from her open shirt.

Inevitably, her eyes wandered a little.

She clearly remembered that this guy used to be quite thin, how come he has become so strong and muscular now? She moved closer to see more clearly, and her eyes became more vague and dazed.

Unconsciously, a hint of pink appeared in her eyes, and her eyes were gradually surrounded by pink.

A pair of strong hands suddenly stopped her and pulled her against that hot chest.

Louis opened his red eyes and said, "I'll give you a piece of advice. Get out of my sight right now."

Louis suppressed his voice in pain, he felt that he was about to make a mistake, and he just hoped that Olivia would leave quickly and stop irritating him.

Olivia only felt a subtle electric current flowing through her body when his hand grabbed her. Her legs felt weak for a moment and she couldn't stand up leaning on him.

She rubbed it subconsciously, then snorted and said:

"I said no?"

“I don’t want to make a mistake.”

"I don't care. Besides, I have never known anything about this in two lifetimes. I am a little curious."

Louis gritted his teeth and said, "You're really not afraid of getting beaten, right?"

The next moment, he felt the warmth and wetness spreading on his neck. The black swan slowly stood up, tilted her white neck and said:

"If you don't agree, do it."

The string of reason broke instantly, and he turned over with his powerful body and pressed her under him: "Don't regret it."

"Wait, wait, Louis, I'm just teasing you, don't hold me down."

"Are you kidding me?"

Flop Diary: 　　I saw a reader saying that there are more typos in this chapter. This is my fault. Ever since my eyes had problems, it is really hard to find the problems if I don't check for typos and wrong sentences carefully.

Some content was deleted by SH, which made the content incoherent. Because I finished writing it quite late, I usually make revisions the next day.

I am more inspired at night, especially. Plus, now I have to take a 20-minute break after writing for an hour. I am too busy thinking and often encounter a lot of problems.

Apologize sincerely and find a way to spend more time making things right.

The ink screen that I bought for 4,800 yuan a few days ago arrived. Now it’s a little more comfortable to type on.

No kidding, Luo Luo now feels slightly uncomfortable after typing in front of the computer for 30 minutes at night. Now that I use the ink screen, the feeling has improved a lot and I can last at least for an hour at a time.

(End of this chapter)