It has been a long time since Boluogo felt like this. The joints all over his body seemed to be sealed by iron nails, and his muscles seemed to be frozen. He could not lift up any strength. He stood there for a long time before his heavy breathing slowed down.
The dead silence was broken.
Looking around, the mountains above were cracked, and the shadows were divided into lines. The gray ground was covered with the same gray sculptures. They were piled up into mountains like corpses.
"This...what is this?"
Boluogo asked in a low voice, but no one responded in the void.
He knew clearly that the gray corpses here were not born out of thin air, nor did they come from a boring prank by astronauts. In this hypocrisy, they must have their own meaning of existence, and this meaning of existence is also to a great extent.
Closely related to Bologg himself.
So what is your connection with them?
Boluogo couldn't figure it out and couldn't remember it at all.
The stiff body moved with difficulty. Bologg took steps slowly, first staggering slowly, and then running in a panic. Bologg fell next to a fallen gray corpse and carefully examined its composition.
.
The fist was smashed down hard, and the edge of the fist was scratched, revealing the glimmer of ether. At the same time, under Boluogo's fist, the gray body was broken into pieces like stones, and the sections were covered with fine dust like lime.
Boluogo stared at the broken face. A breeze blew by, and the overflowing dust was dragged by the airflow and spread evenly on the gray ground. In a burst of clicking sounds, the body under Boluogo was so broken.
, weathered and dissipated without a trace.
With trembling eyes, Bologg stared at his dusty hands, and then looked at the vast gray white wilderness, the countless weathered and corroded wreckage, and a twisted and crazy idea grew in Bologg's mind.
"What have you done to me? Leviathan."
Boluogo murmured to himself.
The dense thoughts were like an overloaded machine. In the blink of an eye, one guess after another was thrown into Boluogo's mind, and then they were overturned one after another.
At this time, Boluogo had almost forgotten the purpose of coming to the void, and only the mass graves at the bottom of the crater remained in his consciousness.
In the void, countless craters, the gray earth... all of these seemed to be related to Boluogo. It was also at this moment that the iron law that Boluogo believed in was once again shaken. Boluogo asked himself in his heart
With.
"What the hell am I?"
Boluogo didn't understand, so he continued to ask, "What is my immortality?"
Gift·Axis of Time.
This is a judgment report from the Bureau of Order, but this report is limited to the situation in the material world of Bologo. Although the void is also in the material world, it is the land of the devil and is a part of Bologo's resurrection.
Obviously, Boluogo only understood part of his immortality, and the other part of the mystery was hidden here.
Suppressing his anxious heart, Boluogo walked towards the depths of the shadows. The more he stepped forward, the more corpses he could see, and most of the corpses were dilapidated, and only the ones eroded by the wind were
A blurry and rough outline remains.
He didn't know how long it took, but Boluogo cut through the bottom of the crater bit by bit and arrived at the towering slope from the other side. His mood had stabilized a lot, but once he recalled what he had just seen,
, Bologo still felt an inexplicable palpitation.
It seems that in the blind spot of his memory, he has died thousands of times in the void, leaving behind tons of gray corpses.
Boluogo suddenly thought, "Yes, I have died many times in the void... Every time I am resurrected, this is the only way for me to pass."
"It's just...it's just that I don't remember."
Boluogo held his head in his hands. His conscious body had been separated from his body and he could not use the secret energy. However, the protection might be activated. The devil's power always had a certain priority. Boluogo decisively activated the protection.
Protect, suck the soul and usurp the soul.
But there was no target around for Bologg to usurp.
Boluogo does not need to usurp any power, all he needs is the power of the devil, or to be precise, the curse from power.
"Think of it quickly, think of it quickly."
Boluogo was stunned like a demon, whispering repeatedly, and at the same time constantly asking for the power of protection, even if this power had nowhere to release.
The whispers suddenly stopped, as if someone had grabbed Boluogo's throat, and then Boluogo's body seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force, convulsing continuously.
Bologg's finger bones suddenly became bent and deformed. But looking at it again, it was just an illusion. But then Bologg felt that his body was slowly deforming, and his limbs were twisted into smoky tentacles. Those tentacles were covered with
Full of sharp thorns, it threatens everything around it like a poisonous snake.
"Ha ha……"
Bologo half-knelt on the ground, his waist arched, and his hands dug deeply into the dust, trying to grab something. He opened his mouth wide, as if a huge worm was crawling in his throat.
His eyes started to turn white, but the weird sound didn't stop.
Boluogo forced himself to think of only that one voice.
"Think of it!"
The buzzing in his mind became noisier and louder, as if someone was pressing an electric drill against Boluogo's skull, bit by bit, digging through the bones and tearing apart the flesh, until suddenly silence fell.
The images of the past are flying before our eyes, changing, just like the reels of a movie are being rolled back, time is in reverse order.
The wonderful adventure in the ruins area not long ago, the night fight with the regent, the return of Xilin, the blue birds flying across the sky... Boluogo used the curse of blessing to force himself to make this only choice, to comprehensively...
Recall everything you have experienced.
"I will never forget it, I will never forget it!"
Boluogo's eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes and he kept growling. During the long years in the dark prison, he repeatedly recalled the years he had experienced. The past days were so clear to him.
At this moment, under the influence of the curse, Bologg was traveling upstream in the long river of time. At the end of the picture, Bologg glimpsed.
That was the promotion ceremony that Bologe participated in when he was promoted to a believer. It was also in that promotion ceremony that Bologg soberly arrived at the afterlife and the void. It was also here that Bologe first understood
To the presence of astronauts.
That wasn't the first time Burlogo met astronauts.
Boluogo recalled that during the implantation ceremony to become a Sublime One, he had also been in this void. He was sitting on a bench with someone, watching a certain movie.
It was difficult for Boluogo to recall the specific content of the movie, but he still found a name in his broken memory.
Albert Alfredo.
That was the name of the first minister of the Bureau of Order, and also the name of the founder of all beings. When he learned this name from Mamo, Boluogo felt infinitely familiar with this name, but he still couldn't figure out when he was
Heard.
Now Bologo has remembered everything. During the viewing of the implantation ceremony, there was a line of text at the end of the subtitles.
"Starring, Borogo Lazarus, supporting role, Albert Alfredo."
In an instant, Boluogo had a splitting headache, and his whole body collapsed on the slope, his chest heaving violently.
For his role as the leading actor, Boluogo easily accepted it. After all, he was the chosen astronaut and the executor of his conspiracy. But what happened to Albert?
As the first-generation head of the Order Bureau, he had died long ago...
Boluogo's breath stopped and he said softly, "He is not dead, Albert is not dead."
According to the report of the Bureau of Order, he was discovered after the fall of the Holy City and was taken in by the Bureau of Order. At that time, the Bureau of Order had just been established, and the first minister Albert did not die, but was in charge of the power.
In other words, it was Albert who took him in, and he must have known about his existence. Even when he was released from prison, the ministers of the Department of Order had changed for several generations, and Albert had already disappeared into history.
But he never really died.
"Everyone...oh my god..."
Bologg felt chilled all over. For so many years, Bologg had always thought that the astronaut was an insidious plotter hiding in the dark. But then, Bologg realized belatedly that in fact, there are also people among humans.
A conspirator no less than an astronaut.
Albert is dead, but Albert is still alive. He lives among everyone. Even though it is a copy of his consciousness, it still faithfully carries out the orders he gave during his lifetime.
There are a pair of eyes that have been looking at me, not only the eyes of the astronauts, but also the eyes of Albert. When he first stepped into the Bureau of Order, when he became a condenser, a believer, and a person of power,
Every time I go in and out...
All the time.
The person can be any person who has passed away, it can also be Albert.
He is both one of many and one of a kind.
Boluogo had almost forgotten the purpose of his trip, and there were only one mystery after another fermenting in his mind.
"What on earth are you planning?"
The power of the curse gradually receded, and Boluogo looked blankly at the broken peaks above his head, and said blankly.
The silence lasted for a moment, and a familiar voice sounded.
"If I tell you the truth, you won't believe it, Boluogo."
Boluogo stood up suddenly and saw the astronaut standing not far from him, and there was another person beside him, a man covered in scars and burning with flames.
"Saizong?"
Boluogo was stunned for a moment. Although the opponent had the face and appearance of Sai Zong, his temperament at this time was completely different from the Sai Zong that Boluogo was familiar with.
Although he is a violent champion, Sai Zong's thick anger is full of rational peace, but the Sai Zong in front of him is not like this. A strong, almost condensed murderous intention is lingering beside him.
, some of the anger is not calm, but more terrifying cruelty.
Just like the previous Sai Zong was a storm, terrifying and violent on the outside, but unexpectedly peaceful in the eye of the storm, then the Sai Zong in front of us is a pure volcano about to erupt, with only ever-increasingly blazing fireworks.
"Bologo."
Sai Zong nodded slightly to Boluo Ge, his voice was extremely hoarse, as if his throat had been burned by flames.
"You shouldn't be here now, Bologg," the astronaut said again, "it's time for you to leave."
"explain!"
Boluogo said sternly, "Say it. Only after you say it can I decide whether you believe it or not."
Boluogo continued to press. He didn't know if he would remember these experiences after he left, but he must seize every opportunity and never let go.
"What exactly is your purpose? Leviathan."
Boluogo shouted loudly. In a place where he couldn't see, Leviathan gathered too much power. This was no longer an approaching storm, but a tsunami that could swallow up the continent.
Leviathan thought for a while and said with a slight smile.
"For love and peace."
love and peace.
It was this answer again. Bologg had heard similar answers too many times. When he heard them again from Leviathan's mouth, he just felt ridiculous.
"Are you serious?"
Boluogo asked again. He had asked similar questions many times. He knew the answer, but Boluogo still wanted to confirm it again.
Leviathan waved his hand and said, "You know me, Boluogo, I may play some tricks, but I never lie."
Bolog's expression froze, and then he laughed unbridled. After Leviathan paused for a moment, he also laughed, and then he snapped his fingers.
"It's time for you to go."
The familiar feeling of detachment reappeared, and Boluogo could feel that his consciousness was being peeled off. He tried to resist, but was unable to resist.
His field of vision gradually fell into darkness, and Boluogo fell heavily. As if fading, his blood-colored skin turned gray, without any vitality, and as cold as iron stone.
Sai Zong looked at this scene, then looked at the countless corpses around him. He thought of the banshee in mythology, whose gaze could turn the living to stone.
"What are these?" Sai Zong asked curiously.
"cost."
Leviathan replied, "You have been in charge of the Immortal Club for so long, and you should understand that there is no perfect immortal body in the world."
"Brogo thought his immortal body was perfect enough, but in fact, somewhere he didn't know, someone was paying the price for him." Leviathan glanced at the gray corpses and sighed.
Sai Zong withdrew his gaze from the corpses around him and asked, "Where are they?"
"Over there with the All-Seeing Eye," Leviathan reminded, "By the way, do you still remember what I told you?"
"Deceive and deceive them. Our purpose is to continue the New World Plan and open up a new pasture." Sai Zong's eyes were filled with murderous intent. "But the New World's pasture does not need seven ranchers."
"Yes, yes, that's it."
Leviathan agreed, and he was going to take Sai Zong away from here and go to the All Seeing Eye to meet other blood relatives, but Sai Zong still stood there, staring at him blankly.
"What's wrong?"
"Somewhat curious."
"What are you curious about?"
"I'm curious why you dare to do this," Sai Zong didn't understand. "Those things you confessed to me, those secrets... If you can't persuade me, do you know what it means?"
"Of course I know. You don't need to do it yourself. As long as you tell my secret to other blood relatives, they will put aside all conflicts and interests and find a way to kill me first."
Leviathan analyzed it and said simply, "Facing their united strength, I will definitely lose and have no chance of winning."
"Yes, but you told me so easily... There is no deep trust between us, and I don't think you are a madman or idiot," Sai Zong said, "But I just can't understand.
Why would you make such a reckless decision? This is completely unreasonable."
"It's nothing unreasonable, it's just my personal bad taste."
Leviathan smiled and replied, "I like to gamble, Sai Zong. I like to bet all my chips on the fragile human nature."
"Are you betting on my humanity?" Sai Zong thought this was like a big joke and couldn't believe it. "Are you betting on the humanity of a chosen one, or even a devil?"
Leviathan was ecstatic, "Yes, don't you think that if you win such a bet, it will be more fulfilling and exciting?"
Sai Zong hesitated. Faced with this lying fraud, he didn't know whether Leviathan was telling the truth or a lie... It might be true, but the underlying meaning might have nothing to do with seeking excitement.
Leviathan asked at this time, "Then did I win the bet?"
Sai Zong did not answer, but stepped forward and said without looking back, "We should go find them."
Looking at his thin back, Leviathan followed up slowly, bursts of strange laughter emanating from the squirming shadows.