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"See you soon……"

Bologger walked blankly on the crowded road, recalling in his mind Belphegor's farewell to him and the price he demanded from Leviathan.

Witness until the very end.

It seems that Belphegor did not really die. Although he lost his power and original sin and was expelled from this dispute game, his will did not seem to be completely annihilated, but was wandering in this world like a ghost.

somewhere, quietly spying.

Boluogo murmured to himself, "It seems like your desire has really been satisfied."

Belphegor completely left the stage of the dispute and sat in the dim auditorium, watching the changes in the world and the continuation of the dispute from the perspective of the audience, and all of this was exactly what this devil desired.

Just like what Asmodeus once said to himself when he was in the etheric realm, the more human the devils are, the weaker they are, but equally, the harder it is for them to be bound by original sin.

Compared to his own continuation and the endless search for his soul, at the end of Belphegor's life, he made his own compromise. Instead of continuing to watch repetitive and boring movies for eternity, he would rather give everything and only

See the most brilliant colors.

Boluogo suddenly felt that each of these devils had some stubborn idealism, but unfortunately, their ideals were often inseparable from destruction and death.

"Discount promotion! Sir, do you want to come and take a look?"

Among the bustling and noisy crowd, a supermarket salesman keenly captured the existence of Boluogo.

Like a skilled hunter, she nimbly weaved through the dense crowd, unceremoniously pushing through the pedestrians blocking her way, and walked straight towards Boluogo.

Boluogo felt a slight push, and his steps paused involuntarily. At this moment, the salesman girl showed a sweet and charming smile, and then quickly stuffed a beautiful leaflet into the

It fell into Boluogo's hands without any pause, and turned around lightly to continue looking for the next target.

Boluogo looked down at the flyer in his hand, which was full of pictures of various discounted products and attractive prices.

He raised his head and looked along the girl's leaving figure, only to see eye-catching neon lights flashing on one side of the street. The name of the supermarket was clearly displayed on the light box. The bright lights shone through the glass windows, reflecting the inside of the supermarket as if

Normal daytime.

The supermarket is crowded with shoppers, who are busy walking between the shelves. They are either carrying shopping bags filled with various discounted products, or groping in their pockets, trying to get enough change to pay the bill for their favorite items.

There were also people standing in front of the empty shelves and cursing dissatisfiedly, obviously because they couldn't grab the promotional items they wanted.

The children laughed one after another. For them, shopping in the supermarket was like a surprise excursion.

Boluogo stood there, listening to the hustle and bustle of people talking and the strange songs playing in the store. Inadvertently, he sighed helplessly, raised his head and looked at the twinkling tree of light on the horizon, and smiled to himself.

A strong sense of alienation broke out from the bottom of Boluogo's heart again. He was clearly standing on the crowded street, clutching the flyer he had just received, but he felt that he was far away from such a world and was out of tune.

The great rift in the north is releasing a terrifying amount of ether every moment, and is constantly extending its own rift. In the far south, the Kogadel Empire is preparing a kingdom of slurry that can distort the entire country. And now, here, here

, on the ground that Boluogo stepped on, he had just witnessed the defeat of a devil.

All kinds of grand events operate silently and are earth-shattering. They are enough to change the world, but they cannot change this busy street at all.

Yesterday, the world was coming to an end, today, people are panic buying in supermarkets.

Even he, the savior, was trapped in the whirlpool of ordinary life, rushing to a date that had nothing to do with the survival of the world.

Boluogo sighed, "It's really a complicated mood."

He grabbed the flyer, and silently it shattered into dust and disappeared in Bolog's hand. He raised his hand and touched his chest. Bolog could vaguely feel the beating frequency of his heart.

There is a strong contrast between the existence of the world and individual life, between grand events and the tiny details of individual life. In Bologna's view, this contrast is full of absurd and ironic elements.

Bologo does not mean to say that people are ignorant or indifferent to the survival of the world. It just reveals the insignificance and powerlessness of human beings in the huge historical torrent.

Insignificant, like dust.

But such dust gathers into a torrent, running through the long river of time, pushing history forward.

Boluogo no longer stayed or hesitated. Leviathan's appearance had delayed him for a while and diluted most of his excitement for the appointment.

Trying to get rid of the messy thoughts in his mind, Boluogo didn't want to spend his precious private time on Leviathan and his evil conspiracy.

Boluogo hurried forward, but he did not return home immediately. Instead, he went to the Undead Club first.

After Samuel's exit and Sezon's death, Leviathan took over the power of Fury and Original Sin. At the same time, he also gained control of the Club of the Undead, which is the Devil's Land.

Bologo had been worried about the survival of the Undead Club and the fate of these members for a while, but it seemed that Sezon should have reached some agreements with Leviathan just like Belphegor.

Leviathan has not interfered with the operation of the Undead Club, not even a trace of interference. This independent and eternal club is still the same as before. It is still a group of heartless undead, and it is still the endless banquet.

The only thing that can be considered a change is that Bode has been promoted. This does not mean that he has transcended from the Glorious One to the Crowned One, but that Bode's function within the Undead Club has changed.

Sere once told Bologo that the Undead Club has its own set of rules. Every member must dedicate his or her own value and exchange value for power.

Because of his high level of activity, Sere somehow found himself working as a bartender in the Undead Club. No one took over the job with him. It was like he was unconsciously working. Unknowingly, he was standing behind the bar.

, took on the responsibility of bartender.

Those members who choose to sleep forever will also contribute their corresponding value, just like when the war started in the land of eternal night, they were awakened from their sleep and rushed to another war.

After the incident in the Land of Eternal Night, with the demise of Sai Zong, his power as the leader of the Undead Club temporarily fell into a vacuum. After a while, perhaps early one morning, when Bode got up, he found that he

Became the leader of the Immortal Club.

Similarly, there was no transfer of power between Bode and Bode, and there was no ceremony that could be considered a ceremony. There was not even the most basic written document.

Like a telepathic feeling, Bode knew that he had succeeded Sai Zong and became the leader of the Undead Club.

When Sere learned about this, he was angry for a while. He felt that he should be the person in charge of the Undead Club because he was such a dedicated bartender. In this regard, Bologo felt that Leviathan's appointment was correct. Once

If Sere becomes the person in charge, he will definitely make the Undead Club a mess.

One day later, Bode asked cautiously, "Sai Zong... is Sai Zong dead?"

Boluogo didn't answer. Seeing his appearance, Sere also understood what the answer was. Later, the situation became clearer and everyone knew more or less where the power of rage belonged.

For this reason, Bode was worried for a while, fearing that Leviathan would break the tranquility of the Undead Club and bring this cozy nursing home back to war.

Because he was too worried about this matter, Bode once considered whether to lead all members to join the Order Bureau in order to seek shelter and the continuation of a peaceful life.

Fortunately, nothing happened. After the transfer of power, Leviathan seemed to have forgotten that there was such a place.

Opening the door, Boluogo stepped into the Undead Club. Although it has gone through a series of power changes, the internal environment of the Undead Club has not changed much. These undead are all a group of nostalgic people.

You can see it in the commemorative cabinet of good friends who got the cup.

"Yo, Bode."

Boluogo greeted the huge skeleton rack behind the bar that was wiping cups. Even after becoming the person in charge, he still likes to stand here and maintain every part of the Undead Club, treating it as his true home.

Bode responded, "Long time no see, Boluogo."

Since Bologg was promoted to Glorious One, his work has become too heavy. Therefore, Bologg rarely comes to sit in the undead club after get off work like he used to do. These undead people haven't seen them for a while. He did.

Oh, by the way, after Bode became the head of the Undead Club, Sere's position remained unchanged, while Bode's original cleaning staff and chef were handed over to the newcomer Olivia.

"Good evening to you too, Scott."

When Boluogo passed by the door, he patted the statue erected at the door.

Because of Scott's amazing performance in the Land of Eternal Night, Sere moved him out of the warehouse and placed him at the door as a doorman. He also thoughtfully added a storage stand to the sculpture.

Borrogo asked, "Where are the others?"

"Still asleep," Bode said, "Would you like anything to drink?"

Boluogo said and walked towards the wine cellar, "No, I'm just here to pick a bottle of wine."

"Oh? Pick a bottle of wine? What's wrong with you kid?"

Disturbing sounds came from the stairwell, and amidst the clicking sound of feet on the wooden boards, Sere walked out wearing pajamas with a strange smile on his face.

"You don't drink, don't you? How come you finally came here and picked a bottle to take home?"

Sere dodged and moved to Bologg's side. Looking at his beaming expression, it had to be said that after the Night King died completely, this guy was several times more cheerful than before. It could even be said that his cheerfulness was a bit annoying.

"I have a date tonight and I thought it would be appropriate to get a bottle of wine..."

Boluogo said frankly, but before he finished speaking, he was greeted by Sere's scarlet eyes and his evil smile that made people want to punch him to pieces.

Serei raised his eyebrows, "It seems like this date is very special."

Boluogo sighed. He was really tired today. He wanted to save some energy for tonight's date, so he simply took out the Fire Opal ring from his pocket.

The brilliant fire color shines brightly.

The smile on Sere's face froze. He had already prepared dozens of rhetoric in his mind to torture Boluogo, but he never expected that Boluogo wouldn't even act and would just reveal his cards.

"Just... just today?" Serei said with a look of disbelief, "Don't you think about it?"

Se Lei looked distressed and said, "You are still young, why can't you think about it?"

Boluogo tortured Sere in turn, "Is getting married so bad? Then Sere, you really have a masochistic tendency. Your wives can form a company."

Sere coughed loudly, "This is different, I was all..."

"Is this all just for fun?" Boluogo looked at Sere, "Who said it before? Every relationship is sincere."

"Okay, okay," Sere raised his hands to stop him, "get out of here after you get the wine."

Boluogo smiled. These red tapes made Boluogo, a guy who was not good at speaking, become more eloquent.
To be continued...