His own nature was revealed before his eyes. Bologo didn't like this answer, but he had to accept it.
This is a cruel world. Nothing is perfect, and there has never been a perfect immortal body. Even if someone claims to be perfect, there must be some imperfections in the shadow that others cannot see.
This is true for every undead person.
Boluogo said, "It seems that this thing will become a bargaining chip for you to blackmail me."
Leviathan showed an exaggerated smile, "Similarly, it can also be the most appropriate gift for our cooperation."
The axis of time system is Bolog's most fatal weakness, but fortunately, it is placed in the void where even the Glorious One and the devil can't reach. As long as Leviathan still exists, as long as the two of them still exist
If they are on the same front, then Bologo's immortal body will be safe and sound.
"Whether you hate me or not, and whether you are willing to or not, you and I are now tied to the same chariot," Leviathan beguiled Boluogo, "Even if we have to confront each other with swords, we have to wait until we deal with the hostile devils first.
how?"
Boluogo didn't agree or refuse, he just looked away, turned around, and walked towards the light.
"Let's go, there's no point in staying here anymore."
"Oh?" Leviathan was slightly surprised, "Did you accept it so easily? I thought you would have some self-identity crisis."
Boluogo said coldly, "Compared with the crisis facing this world, my individual destiny is meaningless."
Leviathan's eyes shone, "What an awesome dedication."
Bologg walked up the slope of the crater. He was too lazy to pay attention to Leviathan's nonsense behind him. He bent down and walked up with difficulty, treating this as a leisure walk after work. Bologg liked walking, which helped.
He thinks about the problem.
His mind was in chaos, and a storm arose.
When Boluogo climbed back to the ground and stood on the flat and desolate land, to be honest, he felt that every place here was the same. Except for the random open-air theater, there was no reference at all to identify the location.
Looking up at the clear blue planet, Boluogo worriedly said, "If the etheric realm completely swallows up the material realm, will this planet collapse into nothingness as I imagined?"
"Well... that's the theory. I don't know the specifics. After all, it's my first time to be a devil, and it's my first time to face the end of the world." Leviathan appeared next to Boluogo like a ghost,
"But I think that when the entire planet is swallowed up, there will be a big crack left here."
Boluogo had a hard time imagining that scene, "Big rift? Do you mean a rift the size of a planet?"
"Yes, you can understand it as a wound in the material universe, from which thick ether continuously leaks."
Leviathan made a gentle stroke in the air, and a radiant crack opened at his fingertips. It was not a winding crack, but a broken path leading to the ethereal world.
The devil's kingdom is originally between the material world and the etheric world. The boundary here is fragile. Coupled with Leviathan's own devilish power, he can do whatever he wants here.
Boluogo thought about it, "First the planet will be swallowed up, and then the cracks will continue to expand, releasing a steady stream of ether, until the entire material universe is eroded?"
Hearing this, Leviathan touched the torn scratch, the space healed, and the light went out.
"How could it be? You have the memory of another world. You should know how vast and boundless the material universe we are in is, right?" Leviathan imagined, "Compared with the entire material universe, our world, this planet
Its existence is as small as a piece of gravel."
He continued, "When the Great Rift engulfs the entire planet, it will only turn into a scar and stagnate in place. It will indeed vent ether beyond imagination, but in the boundless scale of the material universe, no matter what
No matter how much ether is released, it will be completely diluted in this vacuum in an instant, as if it does not exist at all."
"So don't worry about the bigger things, Bologger."
Boluogo said with a vague understanding, "It's quite interesting. I don't know what kind of world is at the end of the ether."
"Aurora."
Leviathan reminded, "We call that world, the world where the aliens are exiled, Aurora."
"Aurora?" Bologo savored the name, "Inside our Bureau of Order, we call it the end world...the source and end of everything."
Leviathan snapped his fingers, and the two figures' figures changed. In a moment, they moved back to the outdoor theater again.
Boluogo looked calm, this kind of thing was no longer enough to make him fuss.
"I'm curious, Leviathan."
As the truth about immortality was revealed, the relationship between Bologna and Leviathan unknowingly became subtle, becoming both enemies and friends.
"What are you curious about?"
Leviathan conjured drinks and snacks out of thin air, picked up the dinner plate, and placed it on the armrest between him and Boluogo.
"When a devil wins the final dispute and the material world completely falls and turns into a shocking scar in the material universe... where will the final winner go?"
Leviathan bit the straw and sucked hard for a few times. Then he shook his head and said, "I don't know. I said it before. It's my first time to be a devil. It's my first time to face the end of the world. Don't think I'm here."
I have a lot of experience in this area.”
Listening to Leviathan's answer, Bologo wanted to laugh, but his smile was bitter and helpless.
"Oh, by the way, there's one more thing."
Leviathan suddenly thought of something and said, "This matter is the main topic of our conversation."
"About mammon?"
Bologg guessed that Leviathan already possessed such terrifying power, but in the end it ended in a draw with him. Bologg couldn't help but wonder how Mammon did it.
Leviathan said, "Yes, Mammon, this greedy and cunning blood relative, has secretly discovered the corpses of alien visitors for thousands of years and sealed them up."
Boluogo nodded while listening, his heart was calm and unruffled.
"Mammon dissected the body of the alien visitor. From the body of the dead god, Mammon found a series of marks left by the power of the god on the body, and these marks were integrated together to form a
God's blueprint.
He used the corpses of extraterrestrial visitors to imitate the power of the gods."
Boluogo's pupils were slightly locked, and he dismantled the corpse and deduced that such a story was not unfamiliar to Boluogo. The alchemy matrix on his body was copied from the body of Overlord Xilin in this way.
"Of course Mammon can't perfectly replicate the power of the alien visitor. You must know that his power can be divided into several parts and belong to me and my blood relatives.
But through this counterfeit blueprint of the gods, he still created an alchemical matrix that could break through the boundaries, and transplanted this alchemical matrix to his chosen one."
Leviathan looked at Bologo playfully and asked, "You know what I mean by breaking the boundaries, right?"
Boluogo's throat was a little dry and he responded hoarsely.
"Break through the boundaries of the mortal world and wear the sacred crown - the crowned one."