The twisted black hole not only tore apart the body of the leader of the Devouring Swarm, but also dragged up the endless ashes several meters thick that had accumulated in the abandoned land for decades.

When the black hole envelops all the evil and disappears into the material world, the chaotic ashes also lose their gravity and turn into boundless heavy snow falling.

It wasn't until several hours later that the snow of ash slowly stopped, and Boluogo's body was also covered with a thick layer of ash. He used his resentment bite as a cane to pierce into the soft layer of ash.

One foot is deep and the other is shallow, as if walking on gray snow.

The herd-devouring beast disappeared, and with it the shattered Golden Palace, and everything left by King Solomon disappeared at this moment.

Boluogo coughed twice, climbed over the hill of ashes, and looked at the rugged ruins in the distance.

Now the crystal curtain wall has completely collapsed. The transparent crystal surfaces have been covered by dust and become turbid. All the tall towers have collapsed, leaving only a few ruins and broken walls, with sharp corners emerging from the ashes.

As for the high walls that were erected horizontally, when the group-devouring beasts rushed out, they were completely crushed, rolled up by their flesh and blood, and merged into one.

Boluogo sighed. After a long period of time, Raymond Gaiton finally ushered in complete destruction. This time, nothing was left of it, and the charming ruins were no longer seen.

"Ha ha……"

Boluogo's breathing became painful, and he sat down slowly, and then his whole body collapsed into the pile of ashes.

Looking up at the sky, Boluogo saw the steep rock wall extending infinitely upward, and the blue sky at the end of the rock wall.

The warm light always makes people feel more peaceful. For a moment, Boluogo had the idea of ​​sleeping here.

The surface of the body shimmered, and Bologg felt a void in his heart. Then Aimu left Bologg's body and sat on the hill of ashes with Bologg.

At this time, Aimu's condition was no better than that of Boluogo. His limbs were bent and deformed to a certain extent. Part of the metal shell fell off, revealing the complex mechanical structure inside. Half of his shoulders collapsed, and the huge metal

The gap spans the back.

She stayed with Boluogo without saying a word. After Boluogo was silent for a while and regained some strength, he slowly raised his hand, revealing the crystal core in his palm.

The crystal core presents a perfect geometric shape, consisting of a series of smooth and sparkling rhombus faces. Each rhombus face reflects a different color, with brilliant iridescent colors extending to its core, and some being a ray of pure incandescence.

A white light spot, it is a steady source of light, and it is like a newborn day, but before it expands and grows, it is sealed by King Solomon.

"I seem to understand what Guangzhuo is."

Boluogo raised the crystal core above his head and pointed it at the blue sky. The light passed through the rhombus surface and reflected colorful colors.

"The structure of this crystal core should be similar to that of those crystal curtain walls, but the difference is that this crystal core is the most perfect creation, while those crystal curtain walls seem to be inferior products produced in order to create this crystal core."

Boluogo continued, "King Solomon used those inferior products to build Remgateton into a crystal city, and this crystal core located in the etheric realm is the core of the crystal city."

Aimu nodded. In fact, when Boluogo took away the crystal core from the universe, causing the light to burn out, she was also keenly aware of the reason for all this.

"This crystal core, overlapping point, Raymond Gaiton...King Solomon built the entire city into a large alchemical armed array. This crystal core is the core of the array. It uses the infinite ether in the ethereal world to release

The endless light is refracted and expanded by those crystal curtain walls, thus creating a light that burns all things."

"But it seems like we won't have the chance to see the burned-out fireworks again," Aimu said.

"Not necessarily," Bologo said, "At least we got this crystal core, the Heart of Light."

"Heart of Light?" Aimu said, "What name did you give it?"

"Hmm, I found it and I named it. Is there any problem?"

"I thought you were going to have some weird names."

"for example?"

"For example, the super beam array core... What do you think of this joke?"

Boluogo was stunned for a moment, turned his head and looked at Aimu who had fallen into the ashes with him. He suddenly stretched out his hand and hugged Aimu, and then he lay on Aimu's chest.

"It's not very funny, but thank you, Aimu."

Boluogo hugged Aimu tightly. The ashes under his body were soft and soft, with a touch of residual warmth. He pressed hard against the cold steel, but Boluogo felt that his heart was hot and uneasy.

Aimu was confused by Boluogo's sudden move. Most of the time, Boluogo was a very restrained person. Even when facing himself, he rarely showed his emotions particularly calmly. But now he

Like a wounded child, seeking a hug.

She did not ask what happened to Bologg, but raised her ragged hand, gently touched Bologg's back, and hugged Bologg tightly with the same strength.

Boluogo closed his eyes tightly, and the memory of Sachin could not stop appearing in his mind.

The weight of the battle dissipated, and the tight bowstring in Bologg's mind relaxed. For this reason, those memories came one after another and enveloped Bologg.

The soulless embryo, Sachin and Susie, King Solomon's promise...

New World Plan.

Boluogo is a smart man, and relying on his ability to overthink, he can always deduce a complete story from fragmented information.

A story that was forgotten and dusted many years ago is slowly crawling out of the grave.

Suddenly, Boluogo seemed to understand one of the three ultimate questions in life.

Boluogo vaguely knew where he came from.

So where should he go now?

…

The approaching footsteps woke up Holt, and fatigue and pain ordered him to fall asleep continuously, but out of instinctive alertness, he still opened his eyes. Holt tried to stand up, but this time he failed.

"Don't be nervous. It's over. Just take a good rest."

A slightly familiar voice sounded, and Holt squinted his eyes, trying to see the other person's appearance clearly, but blood obscured his vision, and everything in his eyes became scarlet and blurry.

It wasn't until the other party stretched out his hand to wipe away the blood from Holt's eyes that his vision became clear.

"Von?"

Holt recognized the other person, and then he saw the injuries all over Vonn's body.

Different from the perfect posture when he first made a strong debut, Fern now looks like he has been rolled in a sword. His clothes are in tatters, and his exposed skin is covered with fine and deep wounds. Fortunately, there are no wounds.

There is blood oozing out, but there is only a steady stream of ether flowing out.

The most serious wound on Vonn's body was located on his right chest. Half of his chest was mashed and bloody. The remaining hostile ether prevented the body from etherizing, so the blood flowed non-stop.

"What about him?" Holt asked.

"Him? It's a draw, there's no way, let him run away," Vonn shook his head helplessly, and then said, "But don't worry, he's not having it easy either. I've embedded at least hundreds of silver shavings into his body.

, he wants to eliminate these things, so he can only dig out his own flesh bit by bit."

When he said this part, a hearty smile appeared on Vonn's face.

Vonn helped Holt stand up, and the rolling cyclones formed invisible stairs under their feet. The two of them walked in the air, sprinkling some blood drops from time to time.

"How are the others?"

"I'm not sure, but they all seem to be alive," Vonn said as he glanced at the cliff in the distance, where a huge gap collapsed. "It's just that your desperate outpost should be gone, completely."

It’s gone.”

Vonn quickly said, "But if it's gone, it's gone. Anyway, the monster has disappeared and the light has been extinguished. You have no reason to stay here anymore."

"The Order Bureau is very busy now and needs people everywhere. You and your team members will be a good help."

Vonn was unexpectedly chatty when he spoke, maybe because he didn't want the atmosphere to become too serious. After all, Vonn himself was not a serious guy.

"You faced a pure-blooded Night Clan Glory, and you were able to fight back and forth. You did a great job."

Vonn praised while trying to talk to Holt about something to keep him awake.

Holt, who has always been humorous, did not answer. He lowered his head and was thinking about something, with complicated thoughts running rampant in his mind.

Vonn asked, "Do you feel ashamed?"

"Kind of."

This time Holt responded, "I rarely lose so completely."

"It's not your fault. There's such a gap in rank, not to mention he's still an undead." Fern comforted him.

Holt shook his head vigorously, and then fell silent again. After a long time, when the two of them were about to walk out of the gap, Holt suddenly said.

"I want……"

His voice was obscured by the sound of the cyclonic wind, and Vonn did not hear it clearly.

"What did you just say?" Vonn asked again.

Holt took a deep breath and said in an almost roaring manner.

"I will apply to the decision-making room for promotion."

He raised his head, looked into Vonn's eyes, and repeated again.

"Ascension! Ascension into glory!"

…

In the horrifying flesh and blood cave, the silent blood lake suddenly began to boil violently. In the rising mist of blood, Beelzebub slowly rose from the bloody water. She stepped on the water and her steps became staggering.

He got up, and then the water surface seemed to have lost its support. Beelzebub stepped on the air and half of his body fell into the surging blood.

She didn't struggle for too long. Several tentacles extending from the shore tied her body and brought her back to the shore little by little. The tentacles entangled each other and turned into a throne of flesh and blood.
To be continued...