The chains burning with the blood-red Howling Karma Fire burned away the fragments of memory, and then the Nameless One violently pulled them out of Randy's Heavenly Spirit Cap.
These crazy and violent memories surged through Randy's body from that wound.
A series of hideous and cruel paintings, all the bloody and dark paints are sprayed with the most ecstasy, dripping into his eternal obsession.
Anonymous has found the best way to torture him, and no method can compare to the unbearable past that tightly controls him every inch.
Since then.
He was confused all day long, living in the cocoon of sin he had woven by himself, in absurd and cruel lies.
He became even more cruel and surly.
Even after the war is over.
He still has objects to torture.
As long as terror and evil are regarded as creeds, more heinous and absurd crimes will be committed to dilute the last or previous sins.
It not only tortures others, but also tortures itself.
Many years have passed, and although it has been a peaceful era, he is the only one living in that past event.
finally.
After executing a certain person, he discovered a horrific fact.
There is no longer any kind of torture that can dilute memories.
When he regained consciousness, he was already at the end of death and sin.
finally.
He is also in a new era.
Hoffman Randy.
was born.
The burning fire of karma reflected the blue round sunglasses into the bright red of purgatory.
While Randy was silent and indifferent.
The Nameless One took out the Chaos Blade, and with a force more majestic than the rivers, rivers, lakes and seas, he formed a pure spiritual blade and slashed it towards Randy's neck.
Trying to make the head into an accessory hanging on the waist.
"You should be grateful to me."
"I helped you find the supreme secret that every dead soul in the deep world dreams of and cannot obtain in eternity."
"A boring one..."
"mad Men."
"This is who you are."
Just when the mental blade was about to cut off Randy's neck.
However, he showed even greater power than before.
No regrets whatsoever.
There is no ecstasy either.
The cold wire knife curled up and bounced back the spiritual sharp blade.
At this point, the stories about the SCT and the Countermeasure Bureau heard from the ghost's mouth, as well as these memories, are completed together.
"You are wrong."
"These are just memories."
"The so-called essence..."
"It's a... acquired thing."
"Pain is the only nobility."
"Neither earth nor hell can corrode it."
"To weave a crown of supreme laurels."
"We must gather the power of the universe."
"This is my essence."
Randy was stunned in place, looking at the delicious food on the table. For a moment, it seemed as if a lifetime had passed. Compared with the long years of traveling in the deep world, that short past was just a fleeting moment.
really.
after eternity.
Nothing is indelible.
He thought nothing could dilute those memories.
But only except for the return of all things.
Except this...
Original chaos.
"remember……"
"Isn't it the same as the essence?"
Anonymous repeated. In the blink of an eye, this man lost all his will to fight. He originally planned to take action, but now it was like a plate of cold water poured down on him. His old enemy turned out to be such a sentimental person.
The news about Selene has exploded, but now Anonymous is only focused on the matter in front of him.
"there is nothing……"
"It doesn't get more desperate than this."
Randy suddenly realized that it was as if everything had returned to its full circle.
From something to nothing.
From nothing to something.
When a person truly dies, it is after he discovers his true nature.
It's really too cruel.
This is the real thing...
The most painful and intoxicating.
Miracles performed by God.
Original chaos, everything returns to its original state.
"You are right..."
"Exactly right."
So far.
Randy has always regarded the power of the abyss and the abyss syndrome as a gift.
Completely defeated by this abyss.
Finally there is a supreme evil.
Dilute everything with it.
I couldn't see his gaze through those sunglasses, but I was slightly choked up.
Because I never expected that it would be like this, that it would end like this.
After all, the memories that we seek after spending eternity are... we have long since failed to obtain, and we long for them to end.
And all the emotions.
It has long been in eternity and has become as hard as a stone, unable to make any ripples.
And he finally.
Completely penetrated, real death.
It also penetrated into my own...
grim Reaper.
"You know..."
"After a person dies, he does not actually achieve true death. The spirit he radiates still wanders in the deep world, and these spirits containing resentment or unwillingness cannot be erased and suffer in eternal pain."
"There is only one condition for relief from this pain."
"Then find..."
"My own essence."
"Even if that's ridiculous..."
"you are right."
"Even the most tragic death is just a continuation of the chemical elements."
"Just like Joan of Arc's burning at the stake, it is just an... oxidation reaction at best."
Without warning.
Randy began to set himself on fire.
Even Anonymous has never seen such a weird scene. It was an extremely gorgeous and beautiful flame of various colors rising from Randy's feet.
The nameless person looked cold and tried to stop him, because he had retrieved memories for this person. He might be the first person to retrieve memories in the deep world, and he also knew himself.
But it was useless. The flame seemed to be transformed by the original will, making it impossible for the Nameless One to get even remotely close. Even if he was as powerful as him, he would not be able to compete with it.
"You are too powerful."
"Anonymous."
"Since the beginning."
"There has never been anyone as powerful as you."
"It seems to permeate all the past and all the future."
"Only you can end this chaos."
"The host of the original chaos is hunting you down."
"Time is running out."
"You must die before eternity."
"Get back your essence."
The multi-colored flames had burned half of Randy's body to ashes, and it was not like every obsession was scattered and wandering in the deep world when it was crushed.
