Xilin fell heavily to the ground. Perhaps the pain sensation exceeded the upper limit of his nerve threshold in an instant. At this moment, he could not feel any pain at all. Along with it, other senses were like kites with broken strings.
They lost contact one after another, and only the self-concept of "Xilin" still lingered in his mind that gradually became chaotic.
"It's really...an experience I've never had before..."
The muffled voice echoed in Xilin's mind, and he felt like a ghost trapped in a statue.
The entire field of vision became blurred and chaotic, and the various pictures in front of him were like oil paintings immersed in water. The paints smudged out and turned into large areas of tones.
Xilin's remaining consciousness tried to distinguish what he saw, but no matter how hard he looked, all Xilin could see was a bright golden color that was constantly squirming and striding towards him.
This color must be very heavy, like a strong giant.
Xilin can feel this from his skin that has become numb and hard. His body is falling on the flesh-and-blood earth, clinging to the sticky ground. Along with the golden advancement, a slight
The tremor is getting closer.
"Ha ha……"
A strong sense of suffocation strangled Xilin's throat. He instinctively took a big breath, but his throat felt sore and swollen, as if something was blocked inside.
The numb pain gradually returned, just like Xilin's soul returned to his body. A burst of heartbreaking pain spread from Xilin's chest. He instinctively spasmed. In the painful struggle, he rolled helplessly and vomited.
There was a large amount of blood stains.
A large amount of blood spread out and merged with the pool of blood that had been stored under Xilin's body. The color of the blood was dark red, and it was soaked with a lot of minced meat, like broken internal organs, which were also vomited by Xilin.
came out.
At this moment, Xilin finally felt a lot more relaxed. He breathed freely. At the same time, the buzzing around his ears gradually faded away, and the noise of the battlefield came in again.
"Xilin..."
Someone seemed to be calling his name, and he was also saying something else, but those sounds were greatly distorted by his damaged hearing. When they reached Xilin's ears, only segments of distortion remained.
The noise is like a broken radio that is making meaningless noises.
Xilin blinked hard, and the blood that overflowed from his forehead cast a bright red filter on his vision. He raised his hand and tried to rub his eyes, but found that he had failed.
At this time, Xilin tried his best to look at his raised arm, and the blurry picture gradually became clearer. He saw that his entire left hand had disappeared, leaving only a bloody section, and the continuous growth on the section.
Swaying granules.
Chaos thoughts gradually became clearer, and then Xilin belatedly remembered that his left hand had been cut off by the enemy's sword in the previous battle.
The opponent's sword blade was attached with extremely powerful ether. Not only did the sword break through his own etheric defense, it also suppressed his own etheric transformation, causing substantial damage to his own body.
The power was so violent that Xilin couldn't help but suspect that this power had also spread to his own alchemy matrix, leaving such a shocking scar on the complicated and exquisite painting.
Oh... By the way, the enemy...
Xilin gritted his teeth. His thoughts were like a bunch of rusty gears, biting each other hard. In a burst of intense trembling and sparks, a name emerged in Xilin's chaotic mind.
"Servis..."
This name was like a spell, and Xilin's almost distracted eyes reunited, and raging anger ignited from the bottom of his eyes.
"The First King! Servais!"
Xilin roared, cursing the enemy he swore to destroy. At this moment, his broken senses reset, and the dizzy picture in front of him became clear.
I saw Servais striding towards the cylinder calmly, raising the rough blade, and licking the remaining blood of the cylinder on the blade with his scarlet tongue.
"Xilin, you taste very good, we will taste you carefully."
The sprouts that grew out of the wounds of the cylinder shook violently a few more times, as if they understood Servais's words. They tried to engulf the cylinder completely, but the cylinder had not yet been completely defeated, and the moment soul was critical.
The defense against the etherification remains the same, no matter how they twist, they will never be able to spread any further.
Xilin looked at Servais with red eyes, and grabbed the cracked Core Flame Sword with his only arm. He struggled to stand up with the sword, but the stinging pain from his right leg almost made him fall down again.
Looking down, Xilin realized that his right foot had completely disappeared from the ankle. Just like his broken left hand, the wound was covered with scarlet granulation and was bleeding gurglingly.
The fuzzy memory gradually became clear, and Xilin recalled the experience of just a few minutes. It was obviously such a short time, but now that he recalled it, it seemed so long.
Palmer rescued Boluogo, and the two of them went straight to the depths of the Pillar of Kingship, trying to destroy the core heart. Boluogo asked himself to hold off Servais, and Xilin did his best to delay it.
only……
It's just that the crowned one is still too powerful, which is beyond the understanding of reason. In just a few minutes, Xilin was seriously injured and almost died.
"Can you understand the gap between us now?"
Servais raised his hand and reached towards Xilin. Xilin tried to fight back with his sword, but his thoughts flashed through his mind a thousand times, but his body seemed to be disobedient and unable to do anything substantial.
reaction.
"How pitiful..."
Servais grabbed Xilin's head, held it tightly with his five fingers, and directly lifted him up with one hand.
"Before this, you still had some value, and I was reluctant to kill you, but now... you are worthless, Xilin."
Servais raised the blade of the sword, and the sharp and twisted tip of the sword touched Xilin's heart. The blade slightly pierced the flesh and blood and sank into Xilin's skin. Before it could completely pierce Xilin's heart, clusters of granulations emerged from it.
The wound grew like crazy.
Xilin shivered in pain a few times, but still gritted his teeth and did not let out a single cry of grief, refusing to let this monster with a head have fun.
"I……"
A vague voice sounded from Xilin's throat. Servais playfully pulled Xilin closer and listened to his words, "What did you say?"
"I said...I will kill you, I swear!"
Xilin mobilized the remaining ether in his body, and the devil's crazy power erupted from his remains. The protection and soul-sucking spirit came again, like an invisible hammer, beating Servais's body.
But no matter how hard Xi Lin tried his best, the protection only swayed a little bit of ether from the surface of Servis' body. Then, he plundered the ether and forcefully stuffed it into Xi Lin's alchemy matrix, and once again burst out a little bit of ether.
of cracks.
In order to achieve the goal that Boluogo delayed, Xilin did fight to the limit. His flesh and blood body suffered repeated heavy injuries, and the alchemy matrix also continuously forcibly activated the protection, damaging soul scars one after another.
But even after paying such a price, Xilin still failed to hold Servais back. Not only that, he was about to die in his hands.
But even so, Xilin still stubbornly waved the Core Flame Sword, and the flames ignited again, slashing Servis's arm at close range.
"I! I will never admit defeat!"
Xilin roared, it was hard to imagine that such a broken body could still make such a roar.
At this point in the battle, the obsession that supports Xilin is not only Boluogo's plan, but also Xilin's most essential desire for revenge.
But unfortunately, reality is cold and bound by iron laws. It will not change due to your anger or obsession. It will only follow the cold logic and place the established reality before you.
in front of my eyes.
Just like even if Xilin gave up all his soul, the Glorious One would still be unable to compete with the Crowned One.
Let you struggle hysterically and helplessly.
Before the Core Flame Sword fell, the rough blade brought up a gust of cold wind. The strangled Xilin was like a target, and the blade penetrated his chest and pierced his back without any hindrance.
Xilin felt a metallic chill pass through his body, making his own hot blood feel a little colder.
The sword of core flame struck Servis's arm tiredly, as if it hit a piece of solid armor. Just like before, with a slight trembling sound, the blade was bounced away, and this time Xilin even held the sword.
His strength was gone, and he just watched helplessly as the sword fell to the ground.
Servais raised his foot and crushed the core flame sword full of cracks. The harsh shattering sound echoed in Xilin's ears, as if something was also shattered.
"Really boring."
Like tearing off a piece of rotten flesh, Servais pulled Xilin off the blade and threw it aside casually.
Xilin rolled several times and fell to the ground. There was a pool of blood under his body again. He was completely unable to move. Only his damaged chest was still heaving feebly.
This...this may be my limit.
Xilin fell to the ground exhausted, looking helplessly at the dark clouds gradually gathering above his head. They blocked the bright moonlight again, the bright light disappeared, and the red-hot clouds once again filled the despair.
"Is this still the case in the end?"
Xilin whispered in his heart, the absolute power of the crowned person defeated all Xilin's counterattacks, and also suppressed Xilin's anger.
The gap between him and Servais was still too big. Under this chasm-like boundary, all Xilin's resistance turned into incompetent rage. In the end, he could only fall to the ground like a wounded beast, hysterically.
Howling.
Servais probably wanted to see his broken side so that he could humiliate himself.
Xilin understood Servais's intention, so even though he was in this state, he still maintained his rationality. At the same time, blood was continuously pouring out from the wound, and his own ether was also rapidly weakening.
Without the protection of the ether, the granules crawled along Xilin's skin.
Like what often happens in stories, everyone gets the ultimate peace before death.
At this moment, Xilin's heart felt inexplicably peaceful. He suspected that this might be due to excessive blood loss that had dulled his brain... or it might be that he had truly entered a state of despair that he did not want to believe.
"I still lost..."
Xilin murmured to himself, his face showed no expression, but a few tears overflowed from his eyes.
Although he has worked so hard and has come this far, Xilin still cannot shake the ending. All the anger and hatred will disappear as Xilin dies.
"Okay, Xilin, it's time to go."
Servais walked towards the cylinder again, the materialized ether wrapped around the blade, like a ball of lightning surrounding the blade.
"Don't worry, your friends will be with you soon."
Servais lifted the blade, and the dazzling light filled Xilin's empty eyes, like a fire burning the bottomless abyss.
After killing Xilin, the next one is Bologo, then Palmer, and then all the creatures in the Pillar of Throne.
At first, Servais was worried for a while. Just like what Boluogo said, once he used the full power of the Crowned One, he would fall into the ether realm uncontrollably, thus interrupting his relationship with the Kingdom of Slurry.
connect.
Now it seems that I have worried too much. Even if I don't use the full power of the crowned person, the strongest glory person in the world like Xilin still has no ability to resist me.
No matter how powerful Xilin is, he is only a glorious one, and he will be a crowned one on the same level as the devil.
After eliminating these threats, Servais just needs to wait here quietly, enjoying the endless golden blood brought to him by the Kingdom of Coal, until he completely completes his sublimation and becomes the supreme crowned one.
.
"Is there anything else you want to say? Xilin."
The cold blade fell gently, and the tip of the sword pointed at Xilin's eye. With a little force, Servais pierced Xilin's eyeball, and the entire eye socket turned into a ball of dirty blood, while Xilin was like nothing.
Unfeeling, expressionless.
"It's so boring."
Seeing that Xilin had no reaction, Servais was tired of this cruel killing. He raised the sword again and prepared to stab Xilin's head to completely wipe out the overlord's life.
It was also at this moment, the second before death, that a strong anger rose from the bottom of Xilin's heart.
This anger was not burning with Servais or the devils, but setting himself on fire, burning Xilin's own heart.
Xilin cursed, hated, cursed, and scolded himself.
He seemed to want to use the most extreme words in the world to humiliate himself, asking himself why he failed to do all this, why he still failed and ended up like this.
On the eve of his death, Xilin was in pain as he had never experienced before. At the peak of his pain, he suddenly found that time had slowed down.
The falling sword blade in Servais' hand suddenly slowed down a lot, as if time had been slowed down to one thousand percent. At the same moment, an ethereal voice sounded from his mind.
"Xilin."
The voice said, "I will grant your wish."
Xilin turned his head with difficulty and looked in the direction of the sound. In this world where time was almost frozen, he saw a group of dazzling figures standing not far behind Servais.
With the remaining pupils, he tried to see those figures clearly. Xilin could barely distinguish some of the faces. They were the past directors of the Bureau of Order, and the golden sculptures on them, which made Xilin even more confused.
What Lin found incredible was that among all the figures, he also saw such a deformed and familiar figure.
The third seat said, "Join us, Xilin."
Listening to the familiar voice, Xilin's body trembled slightly. He stared at the third seat in disbelief. An ugly smile also appeared on the ugly face of the third seat.
In a daze, Xilin seemed to understand something. At the same time, there were many things he didn't understand...but those were not important anymore.
Xilin said, "Take it away."
He took a deep breath and shouted with all his strength, "Take whatever you want!"
The frozen time shattered, and those dazzling figures dissipated like hallucinations. Only the sword blade in Servais's hand descended quickly, but just when it was about to pierce Xilin's forehead, the sword blade suddenly stopped, and it was just the top of the sword.
Lived in Xilin's skull.
A clear and sharp cracking sound sounded from the polished crown on Servais's head.
Servais raised his head in disbelief and saw that the sacred crown was actually spreading crooked cracks. There were continuous cracking sounds, and many fragments fell off, dissipating like dancing fireflies.
"This...this is..."
Servais had some difficulty understanding what was going on, and then, a huge scream resounded from the pillar of royal power under his feet.
The blazing fire sword pierced out from the middle of the Pillar of Kingship, and the deadly flowing fire continued for hundreds of meters before slowly dissipating and extinguishing, leaving only sporadic flames floating in the air.
With the rupture of the core heart, the huge and complex system of the Kingdom of Jade once again fell into a brief paralysis, and the power that had been maintaining the ceremony of Servais's coronation was also interrupted, and the golden blood no longer surged.
.
"No no no no!"
Amid Servais's hysterical shouting, the light-cast crown continued to shatter and collapse. No matter how he tried to hold it back, it still uncontrollably shattered into a blur of light spots and disappeared.
Xilin witnessed this scene and suddenly laughed.
It is true that he failed to hold Servais back, and was almost killed by Servais, but his failure did not mean that Boluogo failed. This cautious expert completed the task much faster than imagined.
"Hahaha!"
Xilin laughed uncontrollably, and his broken body seemed to be rejuvenated. He raised his only right hand and called out.
From the collapsing ruins, the blood-shifting sword full of cracks came back, and was held tightly by Xilin. The thorns on the hilt of the sword pierced out, and roughly penetrated Xilin's palm, sucking in his few.
of blood.
"Servis, this time, I am not alone!"
Xilin jumped for joy. He was rarely so happy, let alone laughed in such a desperate situation.
It was an extremely complicated feeling that was rarely experienced. Although he was the only one facing Servis in this desperate situation, Xilin felt that he was not alone. On the contrary, there were thousands of troops standing behind him.
horse.
The scarlet cross bloomed on the spot, engulfing Xilin's broken body, and then Servais waved his sword and cut through the void.
The remaining power of the Crowned One surged in his body, but with the paralysis of the Kingdom of Coal, Servais could not squander much of the Power of the Crowned One, not to mention that his own energy level was quickly falling back to glory.
By.
"Xilin!"
Servais cursed and shouted, he was obviously about to get everything, but he just missed it.
Under the collapse of power, Servais's giant-like body also shrank quickly. His strong body was no longer strong, but turned back to the appearance of a decayed mummy, with the sword blade stuck messily in his back.
Like a jagged skeleton.
The Scarlet Cross erupted from behind Servais, and Xilin jumped out from it, colliding directly with Servais. Amidst the fierce collision sound and the ethereal ripples, Xilin stabbed the blood-shifting sword straight and aimed at it.
Servais' throat.
"too slow!"
Servais yelled angrily, tilting his head slightly to avoid Xilin's sword. The two figures intertwined, and the sword blade in Servais's hand passed through Xilin's body again, stabbing his abdomen into a ball of rotten flesh.
, countless granulations grew wildly, as if there were a large number of maggots gnawing at his flesh and blood.
"Do you think you can defeat me?"
Facing Servis's angry roar, Xilin had an ugly smile on his face, "There was no chance before, but it's different now."
Xilin suddenly let go of the blood-shifting sword in his hand and grabbed Servais's throat with his backhand. A manic and evil voice sounded from Xilin's throat, like a curse floating from hell.
He declared, "It doesn't matter if my legs are broken or my hands are broken!"
Xilin's face was twisted with anger like an evil ghost. He swooped up, bit Servais's shoulder, and tore off a piece of dry and rotten flesh from it.
As the blood flew, countless blood drops hit Xilin's face. He smiled ferociously, "I still have teeth!"
Xilin spurned Servais's flesh and blood, and the devil's power completely exploded from his body, and his own alchemy matrix burned again. The tracks emitted a dazzling light, like hot magma, all over the Xilin
's remains.
Servais' expression was cold and stiff, and he stared straight-eyed. He could not understand why Xilin was already in this state and could still erupt with such vitality. Like a flashback, the alchemical matrix burned blazingly, heading towards the end of destruction.
Blessing, sucking the soul and usurping the soul!
The power from the devil once again acts on Servais. Previously, he was wearing the highest crown, and the protection did not have much impact on him, but now, he has fallen back to the level of Glorious One, even if there are still some residues.
Even with a certain amount of the crowned person's power, it still cannot stop the erosion of the protection.
In an instant, as if several cold spikes penetrated the critical point of the moment soul, several fatal gaps appeared in Servais's etherification. His own ether was leaking out continuously. They did not return to the heaven and earth, but
It was wantonly plundered by Xilin and once again filled up the dry and exhausted alchemical matrix.
"Look, Xilin! What's the difference between you and me now?"
Not to be outdone, Servais laughed and laughed, "In order to defeat the slave of the devil, you choose to become the slave of another devil. This is too ridiculous!"
The sword blades crisscrossed and slashed towards Xilin. Xilin controlled the suspended blood-shifting sword. Scarlet flashes passed by. The sword blades collided with each other, and a series of sparks erupted.
"Servis, there are some things that you will never understand."
Xilin smiled. Ever since Bologo succeeded, he had always had this sincere smile on his face, like a redeemed sinner.
"But it's okay! Servais!"
Countless broken secret swords returned from the ruins. They twisted and melted in mid-air. The red molten iron poured onto Xilin's severed hand again, turning into a red-hot iron hand.
Xilin grabbed a piece of molten iron, and while holding it tightly, a pitted sword blade full of dents and gaps was unsheathed.
"It's okay! Servis," Xilin shouted repeatedly, "I forgive you, Servis, I forgive your blindness and ignorance. How can you understand me like this?"
The only pupils of Xilin's eyes shone with a dazzling light, as if red-hot gold was melting in his eye sockets, along with the alchemical matrix that Xilin was carrying.
At this moment, the alchemical matrix finally reached its limit and could no longer move forward... But it was enough. Xilin had reached the end of his destiny, and he was satisfied.
"How do you understand the so-called devotion when you are so miserable?"
Xilin looked at Servais with a pitiful expression. This time he was no longer angry or roaring, but only had endless sympathy for Servais. His posture seemed to be looking at something extremely pitiful.
Servais was stunned for a moment. It was difficult for him to understand the current situation. He was obviously the supreme being, and Xilin was just a weak person who was about to be killed by him. But now, the weak person actually took pity on the strong person.
A great sense of humiliation surged into Servais's heart. He roared and swung the sword to chop off Xilin's head, but as soon as the sword was raised, it could no longer be brought down.
Fine and sharp friction sounds resounded from Servais's body, they erupted layer by layer, like a rusted machine trying desperately to run again.
Xilin looked at Servais with a smile and released the last power without saying a word.
Secret Energy·Kingdom Territory.
The ether was boiling like a violent torrent, and the huge power of control was like a mountain that was about to collapse, suddenly pouring into Servais's body.
In the face of this force, Servais had no time to make any counterattack, and was completely blocked by a dense field. The huge force suppressed every inch of his skin indiscriminately, and his bones screamed in waves, and the bones under his feet
The ground also collapsed and sunk.
Sharp stinging pain surged out of Servis's body like a tide, as if countless sharp blades were mercilessly cutting his flesh and blood. The metallic trembling echoed in his ears. Servis instantly understood that this was exactly what Xilin had said before.
The sword blades piercing his body were causing trouble!
Xilin once again mobilized the power of control and controlled those jagged sword blades. He transformed into a cold executioner, grabbed a thousand sharp swords, cut off flesh and blood, broke bones without mercy, and cut off Servis's internal organs.
Once it is hollowed out, all the blood will be drained!
"This is the continuation of the bloody night!"
Xilin shouted decisively and fervently.
Under the control of Xilin, the ether convolved into roaring flames, completely engulfing the two of them. The rising ether intertwined with the broken sword blade, and the pure energy burned everything until it turned into ashes.
A deadly ball of light rose from the ground, annihilating everything it touched.
When the light slowly dissipated, Xilin had completely fallen to the ground, the etheric body collapsed and burst, blood could not stop flowing out, and the fleshy sprouts also grew wildly, covering most of his body.
But even so, Xilin still didn't want to die like this. He opened his eyes with difficulty and stared at the figure that gradually appeared in the light group.
In the center of the annihilated pit, Servais half-knelt down. The sword blade on his body had disappeared, leaving huge scars that were difficult to heal. The skin was cut and bruised all over the body, and the bright red muscle tissue was directly exposed.
, vaguely visible squirming internal organs and bones.
Servais gasped in pain and stood up unsteadily. The gold on his face had already melted away, his skin had completely disappeared, and his terrifying gums were directly exposed.
"Xilin, I still win."
Servais staggered forward. As long as he survives this critical moment, when his core heart heals again and the kingdom of jelly begins to operate again, he can once again transform into a crowned one and enjoy the supreme power.
But before that, Servais wanted to kill Xilin and completely eliminate this stubborn and hateful guy.
This time Xilin couldn't make any resistance, he just watched Servis walking towards him...
A blazing sword of fire thrust out from behind Servais's chest, piercing his spine and heart in one fell swoop.
"Ha ha……"
Servais' body froze on the spot, looking in horror at the flaming sword that broke open his chest. He tried to say something, but only bursts of hot air and whimpering sounds came from his throat.
Boluogo tightened his grip and turned a little pale, but his expression was still extremely ferocious.
Glancing at Xilin who was lying on the ground, Boluogo whispered, "As expected of Overlord Xilin, you can even complete such a mission that requires death."
Xilin struggled to show an ugly smile. The wind suddenly rose, and Palmer fell next to Xilin. He also tried to save Xilin, but when he tried to pick up Xilin's body, he
Only then did I realize how bad the situation in Xilin really was.
"You...Bologo..."
Servais turned his head with difficulty. He also tried to mobilize the ether to fight to the death, but a series of severe pains exploded from the depths of his soul, forcibly interrupting Servais's movements.
Boluogo turned the hilt of his sword brutally, biting open a bloody arc, and blazing fire burst out of the wound.
Servais gasped in pain, sparks rising from his throat. When his body suffered this brutal blow, the critical moment of his soul was also invaded by Bologo's ether.
Boluogo followed the fatal scars caused by the cylinder and further shattered Servais' moment soul threshold, tearing at his alchemical matrix like a violent beast until he was completely destroyed from both body and soul.
.
"To be honest, I have been looking forward to this day for a long time."
As Borogo spoke, he suddenly let go of the hilt of his sword. Servais took this opportunity, turned around and swung an etheric sword, trying to split Borogo's body, but what awaited him was a heavy punch.
Although Boluogo is still a little weak, after a short rest, he has recovered some of his physical strength. Although this physical strength is not sufficient, it is enough to support his next actions.
Boluogo stared at Servais in front of him, his muscles tensed up, and he punched Servais's joints with a heavy punch. He heard a crisp cracking sound, and Servais's arm instantly bent at a weird angle.
After passing by, the etheric sword in his hand also shattered and dispersed, turning into a wisp of smoke.
Boluogo breathed heavily, with a strange smile on his face, pulled off the necklace around his neck, and held the ring cross tightly.
At this moment, Boluogo seemed to have returned to that rainy night, continuing his unfinished revenge.
"Hallelujah!"
Boluogo shouted excitedly, swung his fists continuously, and hit Servais's chest, waist and abdomen hard.
Every punch made Servais so painful that he could not stand up straight. The bones were broken and healed, and then broken again. Boluogo quickly got close to Servais's body, and swept with a swift whip leg, knocking him down.
Servais was knocked to the ground hard.
Although both Servais and Bolog were once glorious beings with supreme power, at this moment, they were like mortals, falling into rough hand-to-hand combat after exhaustion.
Use teeth, fists, and all imaginable means to kill the opponent.
Boluogo's eyes flashed with fanaticism as he rode on Servais's withered body, raised his fist, and hit Servais in the face again and again.
Blood and minced meat spattered out, staining his fists red.
At first, Servais could barely resist, trying to withstand this storm-like attack, but as Bologo's secret energy continued to erode his alchemical matrix, his resistance gradually became weak.
Amid Bolog's weird hallelujah shouts, Servais lay on the ground like a corpse, letting Bolog's fists fall again and again.
The hustle and bustle of the battlefield gradually faded away, leaving only the sound of Bologg's heavy breathing and the sound of continuous punches. When the last punch fell, Servais's face had been torn into pieces, and blood spurted out like a gush, leaving only
Blood stains all over the place.
Boluogo stood up unsteadily and sat on the other side tiredly. He was not sure whether Servais was dead or whether the battle was over. He just felt tired and exhausted.
Lifting up the blood-stained and somewhat deformed ring cross, Boluogo put it back on his neck and felt an inexplicable sense of relief.
Immediately afterwards, Boluogo stood up again and staggered to Xilin's side. He had not seen him for only a few minutes. He did not expect that Xilin had already turned into this appearance, almost no different from a corpse.
.
But Xilin is still alive, as if he is supported by some kind of obsession and is forcibly continuing his life.
"You should be the strongest Glorious One I have ever seen."
As he spoke, Boluoge helped Xilin up, raised his hand to call back the resentment, and then put the sword blade into Xilin's hand.
Xilin could no longer hold the sword, so Boluogo simply took control of the broken metal, melted them into wires, wrapped them around his hand, and tied the sword blade to his palm.
"You are almost the same, you are also the strongest I have ever seen."
Xilin put on a bleak smile and struggled to raise his resentment.
"You helped me, Xilin. Without you...without any of us, we wouldn't have gotten this far."
Bologo struggled to help Xilin to Servais who fell to the ground. The bastard was not dead yet, and Bologo could hear his weak breathing.
"Now, Xilin, my revenge is over, it's your turn."
Boluogo brought Xilin to Servais. In the bloody head, there was a scarlet eyeball that noticed Xilin's arrival, and a strange laughter rang out.
Xilin stabbed out his resentful bite, chopped the eyeball into pieces, and pierced the bloody flesh along with it.
The laughter stopped abruptly.
Boluogo fell heavily to the ground as if he had lost his strength, and Xilin also fell beside him. Under this continuous battle, both of them could not help but reach the limit of collapse.
Boluogo can still be better. No matter how injured he is, he can always survive as an undead. But Xilin is different. In order to buy himself time, his alchemy matrix has been melted down, and his flesh and blood body has also been destroyed.
He is at the end of his rope, and there is not much time left for him now.
Xilin said nothing, had no last words, and had no obsession. He was just enjoying the last tranquility and the pleasure of revenge.
Amid the bursts of hoarse laughter from Xilin, a scarlet spirit body emerged from Servais's yet-to-cool corpse. It had no etheric reaction, but was just the release of the devil's power.
Boluogo became alert and grabbed Gnaw. Palmer on the side also quickly approached and stabbed the spirit body with his rapier, but the two people's obstruction was of no use. No matter it was Gnaw or the rapier,
It was like being hit by a ball of illusion, passing through the spirit body.
The spirit body rushed to Xilin's eyes, and Servais's voice sounded again.
"I am the eternal one!"
The reason why Servais can survive from that long time ago to the present is the gift given to him by Beelzebub, the blood curse. With this gift, Servais can put his will on the blood of his children.
transfer between.
Therefore, every time the King of Kogadel ascends the throne, it is the time for Servais to plunder the next body. As he said, he will be the eternal king.
In the bloody night, Xilin's father briefly suppressed Servis's will. In order to break the blood curse, he killed all his blood relatives and tried to prevent the continuation of Servis's will. However, at the last moment, he still could not bear it.
Killing Xilin left Servais with the opportunity to continue to exist.
Currently, Servais's body is in a state of decay. He has always been in urgent need of Xilin's body, not to mention that after falling from the rank of crowned one, he suffered a fatal blow from Xilin and Bologo.
But even if this body completely disintegrates, Servis still has a chance of winning, and that is to occupy Xilin's body. Even if Xilin's body is badly damaged, as long as he continues his will for a short time, Servis believes that he can
You can always find a way to survive, just like before.
Xilin noticed Servais's intention. Even now, he still had that pitiful smile on his face.
Servais couldn't help shouting, "What are you laughing at!"
The scarlet spirit body crashed into Xilin's body, and the evil power bit into Xilin's will.
Xilin seemed to be indifferent to pain. He kept smiling and ignored Servais completely. Instead, he looked at Boluogo and said.
"Bologo..."
Xilin waved goodbye, "I will witness you."
The last ray of ether was burned out, and Xilin closed his eyes calmly, and the muscles all over his body relaxed, lying flat on the ground, as if he was asleep.
Boluogo was stunned for a moment, then he raised his resentment and swung his sword to completely crush Xilin's body and prevent Servis from returning.
As soon as the resentful bite was waved, the scarlet spirit broke away from Xilin's body, and Servis screamed miserably.
Just when Boluogo was confused, a loud roar came from above his head. The huge body of the Ten Thousand Ones crushed the layers of ruins, and the golden figures suddenly descended on the battlefield.
"No...no, give him back to me!"
Servais roared, but no matter how he whined and begged for mercy, he couldn't stop this from happening.
The successive directors of the Order Bureau held up Xilin's body, as if they were conducting a great funeral, and took Xilin's body to the golden high platform of the One for All.
Servais could only watch their departure. The scarlet spirit struggled, and the eye-catching red light gradually faded, and finally disappeared like a touch of paint washed away by water.
Boluogo looked at the high platform in a daze. At some point, a familiar face appeared in Lin Li's figure.
"Is the knot... over?"
Palmer also noticed the changes on the high platform. A brand new sculpture rose from the ground, with a lifelike appearance, as if he was not dead yet.
After exhaling a long breath, Palmer looked at Boluogo for help. Even now, he still has an unreal feeling.
One after another, legendary beings came to the world, and then fell one after another...
"The battle in the material world is over," Bologo coughed painfully, "but the battle in the ethereal world has just begun."
After paying such a high price, Boluogo and Xilin only temporarily paralyzed the country of gel and killed Servis. There were still many enemies waiting for them, not to mention in the ethereal realm.
And the final battle between the devils.
Boluogo blinked hard again, trying to wake himself up more. The muscles all over his body were experiencing unbearable soreness, the ether was almost exhausted, and the alchemy matrix was full of dense cracks.
Even in this state, Boluogo still clenched his grip stubbornly and searched around the ruins. He had just solved one of the chosen ones, and there was another more difficult chosen one who had not died...
"Are you looking for me?"
A strange yet familiar voice suddenly sounded from behind Boluogo.
Bologo turned around quickly and decisively wielded the Grudge Bite, but the opponent was faster than him. The solid etheric sword directly penetrated Bologo's chest, annihilating his heart and spine together.
The etheric sword extinguished and solidified again. The blade crossed Bologo's shoulder from one side and chopped off half of his body. Bologo no longer had any means to deal with it, and he fell heavily to the ground.
Blood splattered all over.
Boluogo looked up at the approaching figure, and in the flashing arc of electricity, the figure of the Silent Man appeared.
"M...mammon?"
"Oh? You actually recognized me."
The Silent Man showed a stiff smile. He was Mammon's chosen one, and he was also a mindless puppet completely controlled by Mammon.
"What, are you surprised?"
The Silent One spoke and bowed gently, revealing a crown made of light.
Blood continued to gush out of Bologger's throat, his eyes gradually blurred, and Palmer beside him couldn't help but hold his breath.
At this time, Palmer belatedly discovered that the Silent Ones had disappeared from the battlefield for some time. They all seemed to be dead... only one person was left dead.
The Silent Man raised the etheric sword again, glanced at the rotten flesh of Servais, and said sarcastically, "Theoretically speaking, I am the first person to be crowned in the world, but until today, I have not been willing to wear it.
It’s just a crown.”
Unlike Servais, whose coronation requires the Kingdom of Gel to sacrifice the entire Kogadel Empire and use the endless Philosopher's Stone to support himself beyond the critical point, all the Silent One needs is to be unified.
Can.
"Goodbye, Boluogo... Oh, wait, maybe we will meet again, after all, you are an immortal."
The Silent Man said, looking at Palmer, and then at the collapsed Ten Thousand Ones. He whispered, "You should be the one to say goodbye to them."
After speaking, the Silent One cut off Bologo's throat with a sword. The power of the Crowned One exploded, and Bologo's entire body exploded into a ball of blood.
In the sticky blood, only a few rags and a broken necklace were left. The Gnaw and Brutal Saws and Axes lay powerlessly aside, just like ordinary weapons.
Boluogo died just like that, turning into minced meat on the ground without any resistance.
Palmer's face was pale, and big drops of sweat were dripping from his forehead. Before he could make any unnecessary movements, the Silent Man looked at Palmer... In the ethereal realm where the wind and snow were blowing, Mammon
Looking at Hill not far away.
Now, the vast ice field has turned into a broken land under the desperate struggle of the demons. Dirty and sticky tar has filled the cracks in the ice. The ether roared and stirred up, setting off a series of strange phenomena.
"Look, Hill," Mammon shouted, "you are about to lose, and all your efforts will be in vain!"
As long as the Silent One kills Palmer in the material world and completely wipes out all the Ones, then the balance of victory will tilt towards Mammon... Yes, only Mammon.
With the death of Servais, the kingdom of jelly also lost its meaning of existence, and Beelzebub's competitiveness in the subsequent disputes was greatly weakened. This is exactly what Mammon wanted.
Hill did not answer Mammon's words, but raised his head and looked at the huge gap not far away.
The gaps torn by Hill are eating away at the Pillar of King Power bit by bit. Currently, more than half of the Pillar of King Power has been dragged into the etheric realm. Soon, the entire Pillar of King Power will sink here.
"You know, what is the biggest difference between humans and devils? Mammon."
Hill suddenly asked, but before Mammon could answer, Hill started asking and answering himself again.
"The biggest difference between humans and devils is that devils are driven by their own desires. No matter how hard the devil tries, he cannot transcend the limitations of his own desires. Human beings, on the other hand, are different in that they will react when pursuing certain lofty goals.
Human nature, against desire, does things that we devils think are irrational.”
Hill evokes that heavy virtue.
"Devotion."
"The will to devote oneself to a noble cause is so stubborn that even if human beings die or turn into something else, the stubborn will that belongs to human beings will still move forward unswervingly until we achieve that magnificent goal.
Vision."
Hill turned his head and looked at the Pillar of King Power sinking into the ether again... No, he was not looking at the Pillar of King Power at all, but at the ten thousand feet of light rising behind the Pillar of King Power.
He shouted loudly, "How long will you continue to sink?"
As if hearing Hill's call, a blazing storm approached the battlefield, thousands of surging streams of light surrounded and rose, and the overwhelming ether stirred up layers of wind and snow.
The surging power from the secret source not only intervened in the battle between demons, but also poured into the material world through the cracked gap.
The Silent Man had just grabbed an etheric sword and was about to cut Palmer in half, but he saw an endless stream of light pouring out from the crack below, almost covering the Pillar of Kingship, and burning in the night sky.
Blazing white fire.
"This moment has finally come."
A tired voice came from not far away. Palmer turned his head and looked. Nathaniel on the golden platform also followed the direction of the sound. The Silent Man stared at the figure walking out of the blood. He was in dilapidated condition, but
He still straightened his back and maintained his stubborn dignity and etiquette.
Half of Albert's face was covered with granules, but the half of his face that was exposed still showed a sincere smile.
He opened his hands with all his strength and shouted happily.
"Everyone, the time of dedication has come!"
In an instant, the Ten Thousand Ones trembled violently, as if it was about to collapse. The huge body exploded one after another, and tons of blood and internal organs poured out. At the same time, the golden sculptures that stood in the rows also burst open.
There were cracks, and light shone in them, as if something was trying to break free.
Albert enjoyed this final moment. He was very lucky that he could witness it all with his own eyes.
So Albert's tired body fell heavily, and the flesh sprouts completely swallowed him up, but in the blood, a streak of light rose up.
Stream after stream of light gushed out from the golden sculpture, like a swarm of fireflies, with thousands of rays of light rising and jumping.
Palmer raised his head vigorously and stared at the rising light. In the hazy outline, he saw familiar faces one after another.
"Albert...Xilin..."
Palmer whispered the names.
The souls that had been stored by One of All since its birth were completely released this time. They followed the blood contract with the secret source and dedicated their precious souls to the blazing storm.
Also dedicated are those countless wills and unyielding obsessions.
The secret source vibrated and excited, and in that chaotic storm, all the souls rubbed against each other, and the first spark of thought flashed out since this eternity.
The spark is fleeting——
The fire of thoughts ignited from the depths of the secret source, and the hazy consciousness became clear. After this endless time, it finally recalled who it was.
It is Albert, it is Xilin, it is the successive directors of the Bureau of Order, it is the countless sacrificed staff, it is the scholars who have dedicated their lives since the fall of the Holy City...
It is the source of all sublime beings and the only remaining virtue in original sin.
It is the only one among them all.
The secret source roared forward, and thousands of wind and snow enveloped the pillar of royal power, drowning everything that belonged to the devil.