As the two sleepers fell, the surging high-concentration ether flow on the battlefield gradually weakened. A few minutes ago, this powerful force was still wreaking havoc in the mountains and fields, setting off storms of destruction.
, but at this moment it seems that it has lost its source and entered silence and death.
The visions returned to common sense, and the distorted and unpredictable scenes also disappeared.
Under the red-hot night, the brilliant auroras rippled little by little and disappeared. Boundless ashes fell from the sky, like a gray blizzard, floating in the air with blazing residual heat. Finally,
Returned to the earth, dyeing this battlefield gray and white.
Boluogo walked out of the vast sea of fire, with ether filling his whole body. Just like the cylinder, under the invisible repulsive force field, the fireworks and ashes could not get close to him.
Taking a long breath, Boluogo looked around. The land had been devastated beyond recognition in the successive battles, as if it had experienced an apocalyptic catastrophe.
Countless wounds opened on the ground, and a steady stream of blood overflowed like underground spring water. A series of bubbles rose up and burst, and then, each ferocious figure made a sharp hissing sound and struggled to lean out from the blood.
, swaying his hands, trying to grab something.
"It feels like nothing has changed," Boluogo murmured to himself. "We have obviously killed many powerful enemies, but these monsters still keep coming."
Just killing the Sleepers is not enough, this land has long been alienated and twisted, becoming a slave of the devil, corrupting everything in the world.
Boluogo can think of hundreds of ways to kill a monster, a powerful enemy, or an army, but...how can Boluogo kill a piece of land?
Waves of air hit him from the top of his head, and Xilin landed beside Bologo calmly, his feet still rising in the air, unwilling to step on this sinful land.
"We have to ensure the stability here," Bologo suggested, "otherwise, the Reality Anchor will still be destroyed after we leave."
On the broken red peak, the solidified thunder still stood, and the terrifying tornado mixed with the deadly fireworks set off a regional disaster there. With the infinite ether swaying from the ethereal world, Pa
Elmer successfully held the place.
But Palmer couldn't stay there forever.
Boluogo stamped his feet vigorously and asked, "Do you have any solution to this land?"
"Yes, but this requires your cooperation."
As Xilin spoke, he also looked at the scarlet earth beneath his feet. He gently raised his hand, and a terrifying power of control was injected into the earth. It was as if an invisible big hand had grabbed the earth and forcefully peeled away the soil.
A terrifying crack spread out from under Boluogo's feet. With the continuous vibrations, the crack became bigger and bigger. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a deep rift valley. The cross section of the earth was covered with pits and caves.
, a steady stream of blood spurted out from these holes, and there were many flesh and blood creations hanging on the sections, making roaring sounds.
Bologg's breathing paused for a moment. Even though he had seen it many times, Bologg still couldn't help but be slightly shocked by this evil and crazy scene every time he saw it with his own eyes.
It was as if what the cylinder tore open was no longer a piece of earth, but the flesh and blood of a huge beast. It tore open the wound and penetrated into the body of the giant beast.
"You can also feel it, Boluogo, we are using the same alchemical matrix, from Leviathan, the alchemical matrix of King Solomon." Xilin said.
The so-called red dragon flashed through Boluogo's mind, "I know, and we all seem to be part of Leviathan's conspiracy."
"certainly."
Xilin nodded gently. No matter how much he resisted, this was an indisputable fact. However, he did not dwell too much on it and continued.
"Although we use the same alchemy matrix, you and I have taken completely different paths. I am extremely broad and blunt, while you are infinitely narrow and sharp."
"so what?"
Boluogo raised his head and asked. Xilin's figure is already tall, and he still keeps flying. Anyone who wants to talk to him needs to look up at this existence.
"So, if we want to save this land, we need your cooperation."
Xilin stared at the torn earth wound. His secret energy was still working. The rumbling sound came from the gradually darkening depths of the ground. The tearing of the wound was still continuing, and a fatal scar was fiercely opening.
It runs through the earth until it touches the deepest root of taboo.
"The Kingdom of Slurry itself can actually be understood as a vast virtual realm that covers the entire Kogadel Empire, and the virtual realm itself is an extremely huge alchemical matrix implanted in this land."
Xilin looked at Boluogo and looked at him. Boluogo and Xilin have never had much interaction. Only during the Decay Epidemic incident and now do they have such a certain exchange.
More often than not, this communication is not just a verbal conversation, but a sword swing to kill the enemy.
But even these few exchanges did not make the two of them feel strange to each other. Boluogo guessed that this may be the reason why the two of them used the same alchemical matrix, some kind of resonance that goes deep into their souls.
Invisibly, the barriers between each other were resolved.
Although they are strangers, they can trust each other like comrades.
Boluogo also guessed that it is possible that he and Xilin have a similar fate, being controlled by the devil in their lives, with endless anger and desire for revenge... It sounds good, Boluogo and Xilin have the same fate.
The goal of revenge and fate are thus tightly entangled.
Taking a deep breath, Boluogo was like a bloodthirsty shark, greedily sucking the blood-filled sea water.
Boluogo understood what Xilin meant. He took a few steps forward and came to the edge of the terrifying rift valley. He looked at the deep and dark wound under the earth. He could hear a clear gurgling sound coming from the darkness, as if there was something there.
An underground river is flowing rapidly.
"Your extreme broadness and bluntness are enough to tear apart the thick earth, while my infinite narrowness can strike against the alchemical matrix."
Boluogo echoed Xilin's words and elaborated on the second half of the plan, "As long as I destroy the alchemy matrix covering this area, it will be equivalent to turning this area into a large soul scar, preventing the slurry from forming."
The operation of the kingdom.”
Xilin reminded, "But the country of gelatin itself has a strong ability to expand, otherwise it would not have expanded to the entire Kogadel Empire in the past few decades. Your attack will only cause this area to temporarily lose its distortion."
With the ability, as long as it takes a certain amount of time, the country of gelatin can still heal this place."
"As long as we can buy a certain amount of time, we have succeeded."
Bologo does not need to completely defeat the country of slurry here, as long as it ensures the stability and security here when subsequent reinforcements arrive.
"If I could be stronger, maybe I could defeat the entire kingdom of gel in this way."
Boluogo thought in his heart, with his current ability, it would take an unknown amount of time to destroy the Kingdom of Slurry inch by inch. The Kogadel Empire is too vast, and no matter how hard he tries, it will be in vain. But if Boluogo
If you can be promoted to a crowned person, maybe everything will be different.
With the thought extinguished in his mind, Boluoge gestured to Xilin, stepped forward, and fell directly into the bottomless abyss under the wound.
As Boluogo descended at high speed, the space in the rift valley became narrower, and the coagulated blood gas condensed into a suffocating blood mist. Countless arms stretched out from the cross-section of the rift valley, stretching towards Boluogo.
Come, try to scratch his body and take away his flesh and blood.
Bologo's figure flashed past, and many arms burst open, neatly chopped off and flying. Before they all fell into the darkness, these severed limbs were grabbed by other hungry flesh and blood creations.
They opened their mouths wide and devoured each other's flesh and blood.
In the depths of the darkness, the sound of gurgling water became clearer and clearer. The glow of ether reflected in Bolog's eyes, and then a ray of radiant fire fell from the sky, driving away the darkness and burning away all evil.
In an instant, manic fireworks erupted from the depths of darkness, like burning oil wells. The boiling flames burned the flesh and blood creations on the section to ashes. Deadly flowing fire erupted from the rift valley, on the earth.
A continuous pillar of fire was formed.
The surging underground river was also heated and boiling by the light. In the dazzling firelight, Boluogo hovered above the underground river. It was also at this time that he discovered that this so-called underground river was basically an underground river.
The surging river of blood.
The long blood river spreads and flows from the depths of the ground. If the country of coagulation is a monster on the scale of the national border, then these huge underground blood rivers are its blood vessels, transporting the forbidden power, and for
The entire land provides endless vitality.
Under the dual influence of light and ether, the blood river evaporated quickly, but no matter how hard Boluogo tried, there was still a steady stream of blood seeping from all directions to maintain the blood river's operation.
Boluogo held his breath and closed his eyes. His etheric perception expanded to its fullest, touching the depths of the blood river.
In the darkness, a strong smell of blood hit the face, and the ether continued to penetrate deeper, invading the blood river from the microscopic level, invading...invading this giant alchemical matrix that uses the blood river as a path, far beyond imagination.
Boluogo's closed eyes were filled with blood.
He seemed to have fallen into a sea of scarlet, thick and stinky blood, with countless scraps of flesh and blood floating around. From time to time, he could see some severed limbs and bodies, and many heads rolling past like gravel.
In the midst of this horror and taboo, Boluogo saw a ray of golden light located deep in the blood river. It was like a slender ribbon, passing straight along the flow of the blood river.
Sacred and magnificent, it is incompatible with this evil scarlet color.
"I found you."
Boluogo whispered silently, and in the dark, conceptual world, little bits of light rose up, and slowly, they condensed into a slender and narrow dagger of light.
Without the slightest hesitation, Boluoge slashed down with his dagger, cutting off the golden ribbon and completely cutting off this river of blood and one of the huge paths in the Kingdom of Jade.
In an instant, Boluogo opened his eyes, and the ceremony returned to the material world. Deep in the burning underground, a deep mournful sound came from far to near.
The blood river began to boil strangely and violently. This boiling was not caused by the burning of the light, but by its own disintegration. Like a huge blood vessel that shrank and became necrotic, the terrifying vitality of the blood river itself quickly declined, and along with it,
The surrounding flesh-and-blood earth also lost its energy supply.
The living earth fell into endless decay, and the flesh and blood creatures howled. In order to satisfy their uncontrollable hunger, they devoured each other, and the flesh and blood earth was even more thirsty for blood food than they were.
The earth squirmed, swallowing up pieces of flesh and blood creations, chewing them with big mouthfuls, but no matter how it ate, after losing the nourishment of the blood river, the hunger of original sin still tortured it.
Until the earth dies and withers.
When Boluogo walked out of the bloody rift, the entire land became much peaceful. Those ferocious figures were no longer visible in the sea of fire. Even the soft earth became hard again, and the blood seemed to have drained away.
It's over, only the blood mist is still evaporating and rising.
Boluogo and Xilin looked at each other, and both of them rushed towards the direction of the real anchor. After noticing the etheric reactions of Boluogo and Xilin, Palmer also took the initiative to disable the secret energy.
The strong wind dissipated, exposing the broken Red Peak once again.
Under the frozen lightning, Palmer's breath was a little disordered, and the third person was half-kneeling on the ground, covered in blood, and his armor was badly damaged.
Seeing the two people returning, Palmer asked, "Is it over?"
"It's over," Boluogo nodded, and then said, "It's just the beginning."
The death of the two sleepers was indeed just the prelude to the war. It could even be said that it was not even the prelude. There were more tragic things waiting for them.
Xilin came to the third seat and asked in a low voice, "Are you okay?"
A sharp voice came from under the damaged breastplate, "It's okay...it's great."
The third seat struggled to stand up. Many joints on his armor had been seriously damaged. Logically speaking, he could no longer move. However, under the strong control of the third seat, he forcefully
Control your own body and continue fighting.
"This land has calmed down, and it seems that it will not be so dangerous next time," the third seat said, holding the cracked sword blade, "Your Majesty, you go with them to take back the throne that should belong to you, and here
Having me is enough."
Xilin was silent and stared at the third seat for a long time. He knew very well how much risk the third seat would face if he made such a decision. He also understood that no matter how much he said, even if he used orders, it would still be difficult.
Reversing the will of the third seat.
After years and vicissitudes, this deformed existence found the value and meaning of his existence from Xilin and the cause of restoring the royal family. The third seat was exhausted, but he was as excited as ever.
Suppressing the surging emotions, Xilin calmly acknowledged, "Okay, I understand."
The ring of swords behind him rotated a certain arc, and the Immovable Sword broke away from it, floating quietly in front of the third seat. Even after such a cruel battle, there were still no scratches on the simple and solid sword.
.
Xilin said, "Bring it with you, Third Seat, it will help you."
The third person took the Immovable Sword without saying a word, and he did not throw away the badly damaged blade. He still held it in his hand, with the two swords crossed in front of him, standing in front of the solidified lightning, as if
Like a sculpture, it defends the existence of this rift to the death.
"What are your plans?"
Bologo asked Xilin that long before he and Palmer arrived, Xilin had been fighting a long war in the Kogadel Empire, and he knew much about the situation here than he did.
Xilin smiled contemptuously, "In this case, do you think any plan is needed?"
Now, there are only four of them alive on the broken Chifeng Peak. The rest of the King's Shield Guards either died in the previous battle or retreated to a safe area under Xilin's order. As for the ordinary people,
, the moment the earth turned into flesh, they were devoured by the flesh and blood creations that broke out of the ground.
This is no longer a war that ordinary condensers can participate in. They will only die meaninglessly if they stay here. Xilin cannot bear this scene to happen.
As for their evacuation...
If he fails and the kingdom of jelly breaks out in full force, then the Kogadel Empire will become a vast dead zone without any living people left. Even if the King's Shield Guards evacuate from the battlefield, it will still be difficult to escape.
fate.
Xilin can't lose...no matter what the reason is, he can't lose.
"Let's go."
Xilin turned around and walked in the direction of the Pillar of King's Power. Even at such a long distance, the outline of the Pillar of King's Power was still clearly visible.
On the endless land, it looks like an abrupt giant pillar, the legendary Tower of Babel that was broken by the gods.
Every time he glimpses the Pillar of Kingship, Xilin always recalls everything about the Bloody Night. Even though so many years have passed, Xilin still feels that it all happened yesterday, and he is not the overlord in the eyes of the world.
, just a trembling child in a pool of blood.
Xilin is back, and it seems like he has never left.
Boluogo followed Xilin, and the power of control swept across the front. In an instant, a safe fire-free path was opened out of the vast sea of fire.
Like Xilin, the Pillar of Royal Power also has a very special meaning for Boluogo.
Caressing the ring cross hanging on his chest, and rubbing his fingertips twice, Boluogo whispered the name buried in his memory in his heart, repeating the promise he had made to take revenge.
Boluogo raised his head again and looked at the Pillar of Royal Power in the distance. This time, a pure white light pillar suddenly rose from the hazy and huge silhouette. It stood like a beacon behind the layers of fog, with no light.
It fell into Bologo's eyes without any attenuation.
After blinking, the beam of light was still there. Boluogo was convinced that it was not an illusion. Xilin on the side did not notice this phenomenon at all, as if Boluogo was the only one among the people who could see this light.
"Bo...Bologo."
Palmer's slightly panicked voice sounded from behind. Bologg turned his head nervously and saw Palmer standing there with a pale face, pointing to a place not far away. Bologg followed the gesture and looked over.
I saw a red phone booth suddenly appearing on this desolate and silent land.
Xilin raised his hand silently, and the sword ring stopped rotating. The secret swords were ready to attack, and Bologo raised his hand in time to stop their attack.
"You should be here to find me."
After Boluogo stepped on the dry and cracked earth and cut off the blood river here, the soil seemed to have experienced a severe drought for many years, extremely dry and lifeless.
Jingle Bell--
A clear ringing sound rang from the red phone booth, and the phone vibrated slightly. In this terrifying area, this scene seemed particularly absurd, but it was also in line with the devil's bad taste.
Boluogo opened the narrow door and stepped into the red phone booth. After taking a deep breath, he picked up the phone and put it close to his ear.
"Hey, hey, is this Mr. Borogo Lazarus?"
Listening to this hateful and funny voice, Bologg could already imagine Mammon's ugly face. Bologg remained silent and said nothing.
The weird laughter in the phone continued for a while, and then Mammen also fell silent. This lasted for half a minute, and Mammen said helplessly.
"Bolog, you look quite boring like this."
"I just don't want to talk to the devil."
Mammon's laughter started again, "But no matter how annoying you are, don't you still want to talk to me?"
He added, "How does it feel, Boluogo, standing in front of the bifurcation point of the world, shouldering the fate of all mankind... Oh, by the way, and your unfinished revenge."
"Have you seen the rising light beam? As devils, we are very honest. Now, I have marked your unfinished wish again. Whether you can succeed in revenge depends on you.
It’s over.”
Boluogo's breathing became a little heavy, and he asked, "Do you just want to talk nonsense to me?"
Mammon's voice paused. He originally thought that Bologg would withstand his provocation and be affected by his words, but Bologg's reaction was so cold and he was not shaken at all.
"Mammon, don't be impatient. I'm going to see you soon. You can talk to me about your endless nonsense. I think I will listen to it all patiently."
Boluogo tightened his grip on the phone, with such force that astonishing cracks spread out from it, and debris flew into the air.
"Of course, after I listen to your stinky and long last words, I will kill you, not only you, but also Beelzebub and all the enemies standing opposite me."
Uncontrollable anger was released from Boluogo's words, burning and cursing mercilessly.
"I swore an oath that I would expel you. Now, it's time to fulfill my oath."
Before he finished speaking, furious ether erupted from Boluogo's body. In an instant, the red phone booth was destroyed by ashes. A moment later, many fragments fell from the sky, crackling.
A harsh noise sounded from the phone, which made Mamen's ears sting. He immediately let go of the phone and knitted his brows together.
"What's wrong?"
A lazy and seductive voice sounded from behind, and bursts of blood flowed with the voice.
"Nothing, just saying hello to those uninvited guests."
Mammon turned around with that iconic smile on his face, making it unclear whether he was friendly or hostile.
"Oh? Xilin and the others?"
Beelzebub's voice came from the front again. Mammon walked into the diffuse blood mist. A huge sarcoma was embedded on the ground. The flesh and blood swelled high. There was an orange light inside, reflecting the
There was a silhouette of a human body and another broken body.
The two figures were entangled together. The human figure seemed to be digging something out of the remains, and there were sounds of chewing and swallowing.
"Not only Xilin, Boluoge is also here, but also your debtor," Mammon reminded, "You should be able to feel his arrival."
A meaningful smile came from the egg, and the human figure stopped eating. She seemed to look at Mammon, and then walked towards Mammon.
She reached the boundary of her flesh and eggs, and squeezed forward hard. The thin skin was like a cloth covering her body, clinging to her body, outlining the graceful arcs of her body and the facial features.
contour.
There was a slight cracking sound, and Beelzebub broke free from the shackles of the flesh and eggs. His skin was as smooth and tender as a newborn baby. Warm, amniotic fluid-like liquid gushes out from the flesh and eggs, covering them with a splash.
of feet.
"I can feel that they are rushing towards here with great momentum."
Beelzebub had a charming smile on her face. Suddenly, she felt something hit her ankle. She lowered her head. It was a broken, porcelain-like head, as if someone had broken it.
ceramic doll.
It overflowed from the flesh egg together with Beelzebub, but it was dilapidated and empty inside, like a body that had lost its inner body, with nothing, and even the remaining outer shell was about to collapse.
Lifting his foot, Beelzebub crushed it with all his strength, and then looked at Mammon with a smile, "But compared to them, I'm more curious, why are you so greedy, why are you willing to give up Asmodeus's power to
And me?"
"Do you have any conspiracy?"
Beelzebub pressed against Mammon's chest, his fingertips gently touched his heart, his voice was kind, and bursts of warmth filled the air.
Mammon looked directly into Beelzebub's eyes, "I said, I don't have any conspiracy, do you believe it?"
Beelzebub's expression did not change at all, and he urged, "Continue."
"Why do I have to be greedy and inhumane?" Mammon asked puzzledly, as if she was saddened by Beelzebub's misunderstanding. "Could it be that...this can't be my only remaining humanity?"
The choice I made?"
There was something strange in Beelzebub's eyes. She couldn't believe it, but also...
"But it's also possible that this is indeed part of my conspiracy?"
Mammon's voice changed, and her sincere look became weird and unpredictable, "You have become a more powerful devil, and if Leviathan wants to win all this, he will inevitably focus more on
You, and this gives me the opportunity to find a chance to win."
Beelzebub stopped smiling and looked up into Mammon's eyes. She tried to see Mammon's soul clearly, but many years ago, there was no soul under their bodies, only the dirty ones.
Tar is everywhere.
She asked quietly, "What on earth are you thinking about?"
"No matter what I am thinking, at this moment, I am indeed on your side. Isn't that enough?"
Mammon's face was covered with countless twisted lines, as if she was wearing a distorted mask, full of ominousness.
Beelzebub took a few steps back and put her hands behind her back. Suddenly, she couldn't help laughing, and her plump and beautiful body trembled slightly. Her laughter was neither high nor low, but it seemed to have magical power.
, flowing across the vast world, to the borders of the empire.
On the edge of the national border, in a vast and silent wilderness, in the endless darkness, someone was talking.
Someone asked, "Are you ready?"
Someone replied, "Ready."
Others affirmed, "Then... let's get started."
The unique, low and orderly roar of the mechanical troops shattered the tranquility of the night. The soldiers marched forward expressionlessly, while the tanks were like giant steel beasts. Their tracks ran over the ground, rolling up pieces after pieces.
of dust.
Just as Nessanil had promised, when Boluogo and others arrived at Chifeng, the armies of the countries in the narrow space would also go to the battlefield. They would march towards the Kogadel Empire. The figures of the Condensers
Interspersed among the heavily guarded troops.
The dark clouds dispersed, and the bright moonlight outlined the figures on the earth in a hideous and terrifying way. On the surface of the moon, in the void, Leviathan sat quietly on a recliner, as if waiting for something.
In the silence, the crisp ticking sound repeated one after another, and on the dial, the tiny second hand crossed the final limit lightly.
"Time is up."
Leviathan said and disappeared without a trace, and then the hour hand, minute hand, and second hand merged together.
The piercing sound of the alarm bell rang through the dead silence of the world, noisy, clamoring, and shouting alone in this void.
The end has arrived.
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