"It hurts." Laite gasped and used his left hand to press hard on the right side of his chest, where blood was pouring out, enduring the bone-piercing pain.
His body was shaking uncontrollably, but the scarlet in his eyes was a bit more intense. From ruby-like eyes, he became like a gargoyle, like a purgatory demon, causing the scarlet to completely occupy the pores and whites of his eyes.
Horrible state.
A few seconds later, as the red magic source power naturally gathered towards the wound, Laite realized that the sticky blood stains on his hands and clothes had turned into countless crimson particles. With the strong wind blowing under the dark clouds,
It flew into the sky in a spiral shape and disappeared into the darkness.
Moreover, his wounds are growing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the flesh tissue is recovering layer by layer, first covering the bones, then the muscles, and finally the skin.
When the last piece of skin was closed, Laite found that his chest was as intact as ever, as if it had never been hurt before, with not even the most indifferent mark left.
"The power of the red magic source... is indeed mysterious and extraordinary, possessing power close to that of a god. Such a repair ability cannot be achieved by technology. Even if the empire develops such a terrible potion, the side effects will probably make people miserable. However,
, this kind of power...I remember the first time I came to this world. When I woke up in the city of Sogra, I had a fatal wound on my chest caused by a gunshot. That wound...it seemed to take two or three days to recover as before. Could it be that during this period?
Combat, coupled with the improvement of my own order, and being strengthened by the Lost Ones of the Blood Tribe...the Dark Night Church gang through the 'banquet', this power has...evolved?"
He subconsciously stroked the wound across his chest, and found that it no longer felt sticky. The skin was firm and a little strangely smooth.
Before he could recover from the shock, Laite was attracted by a sound that sounded like broken glass objects.
Looking down, the silver-white tactical armor attached to his body instantly turned into countless irregular fragments. Following a burst of white air, he flew to the distance outside the altar, flew over the cliff, and escaped into the endless abyss.
middle.
"Although I don't know why the magician's robe turned into a tactical armor, you should have completed your mission. Haha, I have to complete my mission too." Laite sighed with emotion, and stepped forward two steps.
Stepping forward, he approached "Sinais" who was lying on the ground, squirming and trying to get up.
At this moment, he no longer had the emotion called "fear" in his heart, he was no longer afraid of fear itself, and everything in the world no longer frightened him.
The dull whisper of "Sinais" kept echoing in his ears, and the crazy and suffocating dark power continued to escape around him. The sizzling arc worked hard, trying to prove that "Sinais" was still tenacious and powerful.
With strong vitality, the viscous donated blood mixed with pus spurted out intermittently, emitting a disgusting smell of death.
But Laite was not afraid at all. He just picked her up gently and landed on "Sinais"'s shoulders as lightly as a fallen leaf.
Immediately afterwards, "Sinais" seemed to be exhausted, as if he didn't want to endure the endless torture of the monster's body and soul, and fell to the ground.
"'Dark Emblem', is it damaged?" Laite looked at the emblem with spider web-like cracks on "Sinais"'s forehead and asked doubtfully.
He stretched out his right hand with a faint blush, ready to pick up the coat of arms and examine it carefully.
But as soon as the tip of the index finger came into contact, the "Dark Crest" instantly turned into powder and disappeared in an instant, leaving a hole on "Sinais"'s forehead where the internal brain tissue could be seen.
"Its power is exhausted." Fansuo's childish voice appeared in Laite's ears along with his slow footsteps.
"It's just a pity." Fansuo stepped onto the altar and said in a regretful tone:
"His Royal Highness Yin Fante said that if 'Sinais' dies, he will not be sad. After all, Kayingu's body has no value at all, but this coat of arms is really a pity. It is made of more than a thousand heartless people.
The burning liquid in the core of the heart, the black blood extracted from the arteries of the lost person in a state of extreme fear, plus the flesh of the nearly extinct eyeball monster 'Luca' that grows in the dark realm, and the deep sea source fish
, the black-tailed flower is refined from two creatures that are watered by the dark magic power all year round.
Come on, you can't pick it up, because as long as the host's life force drops to less than 10%, that is, it is dying and can't live for an hour, it will self-destruct and follow the host's soul to escape into hell. Second Era
There is a legend that magicians who use the power of darkness cannot ascend to heaven. Their souls have adapted to the darkness. If they come into contact with the light, they will be burned and turn to ashes in an instant."
"So, according to what you said, Sinais is about to die, right? Then why hasn't it returned to normal here? Is it the sunny state like we are in a sea of ​​sunflowers?" Laite asked doubtfully.
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"You have to kill him with your own hands first, and then take out the 'Children of the Tomorrow'. While you were fighting just now, I seemed to remember some distant memories. I remember that that year was in the extremely cold realm of the Crusted Empire, near the big ice.
There is a little bit of information about the Demonic City on the edge of the layer, which the Crusted Empire calls 'Mog Yaresetsk'." Fansuo made a thoughtful expression and paused.
After a pause, he said:
"Well..., the key to the 'Children of the Tomorrow' seems to be the switching between the two states of 'light' and 'night'. If you want to move from light to night, you must exhaust all the power of light, such as explosions, just like just now
As we have seen. To have the opposite effect, you need to experience the ultimate darkness first."
"I seem to understand a little bit." Laite said, waving two "Touches of Darkness" and aiming the sharpest part at the top of "Sinais"'s neck.
In the lightning flash, black shadows flashed. "Sinais"'s head, which did not match its huge body and could no longer be seen as having any human parts, suddenly separated from its neck, fell to the ground, rolled several times, and let out a burst of noise.
After a small, joyful laugh like relief, he finally lost his life.
"What should we do now?" Laite asked Fansuo, hoping to get more tips.
However, Fansuo made a standard Western-style shrug, waved his hands, blinked his eyes, and said helplessly:
"I don't know where they placed the 'Child of Tomorrow' in Sinais' body, but you can recall the 'fragments' I just told you and try to understand it."
"'Just a few words'?" Laite knelt down on one knee and recalled:
"The long cold nightclub has gone away... The blazing sun has gone away from the place where Liyue fell. Layers of cages trap the child who sees through everything... Only by peeling away the illusion... can we see the reality. Layers of cages
...Trapped in a childish hole... Only by peeling away the illusion can we see the reality... Peel away the illusion... Peel away the illusion?"
Pieces of pictures composed of words in the Zine Empire language suddenly appeared in Laite's mind. They kept colliding and changing positions in Laite's mind.
Suddenly, it was as if an electric current ran through Laite's brain, and a sense of transparency passed through him. He immediately got the correct explanation of this passage.
"I have to peel away the illusion to see the 'Children of the Tomorrow'. Since this sequential monster needs a carrier to operate, it must be in the deepest part of the carrier and receive the strictest protection. In other words, he is in 'Sinais'
'The deepest part of my body needs me to peel it like an onion."
As he spoke, Laite jumped to the side, his body shook violently, and all six "Touches of Darkness" were activated.
Immediately afterwards, it waved its tentacles and peeled off the first layer of tough skin on "Sinais"'s back like peeling a potato.
A whole piece of "leather" with black velvet was completely cut off by Laite in an instant, and the scarlet liquid splashed outwards, all falling on the already very dirty ground in the center of the altar.
He did not see the so-called "Children of Tomorrow Night", but he was not disappointed. This was something that was expected.
Then, he threw the "leather" out of the altar like trash, and directed his tentacles to slice off the broken body of "Sinais" for the second time.
This time, fine bones mixed with minced meat flew in the air of the altar with the airflow, and the diffuse fishy smell filled the dark and crimson space.
Holding back the feeling of stomach acid, Laite chose to insert six tentacles into the middle of the remaining part of "Sinais"'s back at the same time. With a high-pitched roar, Laite waved the tentacles and pulled it outward.
Suddenly, the body of "Sinais" finally became fragmented, exploding into countless larger pieces like a puzzle.
Finally, a crystal-like object wrapped in dim yellow light and with a rhombus shape on the front sprang out from Laite's tentacles and gradually rose into the air of the altar, nearly ten meters above the ground.
"Is that the 'Children of Tomorrow', Fanso?" Laite turned around and said in a questioning tone, but it was difficult to conceal the strong excitement from his heart.
After getting Fansuo's nod of agreement, Laite withdrew all his tentacles, put his right hand on the ground, contracted his calf muscles, jumped up suddenly, grabbed the "Child of the Tomorrow" in the air with a capable posture, and landed heavily on it.
In front of Fansuo.
Lowering his head and opening his palms, Laite observed that the "Child of the Tomorrow Night" looked like a pendant, about half the size of a palm. In the middle of the rhombus-shaped area on the front was an oval that was not connected to the surrounding area, like a human eyeball.
It was made of metal. Its front was engraved with a complex pattern of the sun, and its back was an even more complex moon totem. Laite thought to himself, maybe this was the origin of its name.
"How to use it, Fansuo. How can it 'produce the opposite effect' and return to the light state?" After observing, Laite held the "Child of the Bright Night" and placed it in front of Fansuo and asked.
"Try pouring in the magic source power, your red magic source power."
"good!"
Without any hesitation, Laite turned his back and poured all the remaining magic power in his body into the "Child of the Tomorrow Night".
In an instant, a deep purple hurricane appeared around his body. The light of the "Child of the Tomorrow" suddenly became intense, and its body became hot.
Then, the dark clouds covering the sky began to surge and flow, and the strong wind began to blow everything in the altar.
In less than half a minute, "Sinais"'s broken body was blown into the abyss, and finally disappeared completely.
The electric current that was constantly jumping in the clouds seemed to have been strengthened like never before and began to fall into the altar.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
The sound of electric current mixed with the sound of breaking rocks reached Laite's ears. Through the hurricane, Laite could vaguely see with the power of the red magic source that the gravel on the edge of the altar was being beaten into finer pieces, exploding and splashing.
After about a minute or two, he heard the sound of plants growing rapidly.
Pure black vines sprouted upwards from the base of the altar, but they seemed to only grow to a height of two or three meters before stopping in an instant and not continuing.
As the sound of wind, lightning strikes, and shattering continued to surge, Laite unexpectedly heard the clear singing voice of a girl.
Gradually, all the "noise" around him disappeared, and the singing voice seemed to absorb other sounds and became the only one in the altar.
"I wake up in the eternal night."
"I am pursuing the truth in the eternity of mystery."
"I was driven by destiny."
"The end times need to end."
"New life needs to come."
"Steam never stops running."
"I will never stop checking your steps!"
Listening to the extremely sweet and graceful songs sung in Kruse German, Laite seemed to feel like he was in a heaven filled with light.
Gradually, he actually saw the purple hurricane surrounding him dissipate, and golden light penetrated the dark sky.
It started as a dot, and then became a continuous line of incandescent light.
The dark clouds suddenly dissipated, and the pure black, long night sky was instantly replaced by a bright, hopeful day.
Within a few seconds, the lightning disappeared, the bright red blood disappeared, and the frightening crimson color also disappeared.
The "Child of the Tomorrow Night" emitting golden light fell back into Laite's palm.
Everything became extremely bright, and everything returned to the light.
The rustling sound of growth began to echo in Laite's ears. He looked down and saw that the altar was already filled with low sunflowers looking toward the sun.
At the same time, a simple stone door ten meters high appeared in the center of the altar, directly in front of Laite's sight, accompanied by a magnificent radiance like the ever-changing morning glow.
A long-lost, sincere smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, but he was not intoxicated by the new world of light, nor was he in a hurry to surge the red magic power to open the giant door.
He knew that the sound just now was probably the "confused song". It must have been the song that resonated with his red magic source power, which opened the stone door to the real final step of the "Daughter of Tool Yuan" divine realm.
The person singing the song must be one of the people who fought with "Sinais" in the altar just now.
They are Fansuo's teammates, and Fansuo has been helping him and guiding him during this battle. He still needs the help of these "friends" to enter the final divine realm.
With a smile on his lips and turning around to look for a few people, he saw the pure black vines he had just seen through the hurricane.
But at the top of the vines hung four tilted heads, with blood dripping from the corners of their mouths, and bodies that had lost all vital signs.
One is a middle-aged man in a suit, one is a blond girl wearing a silk gauze dress who looks like Princess Crusted, and the other is a young man with red hair, wide eyes and a very fearful expression.
The top one is the two-and-a-half-meter-tall "half-monster body" that was just knocked down by the black ray of "Sinais"!
With his eyes flickering, Laite saw Fansuo struggling at the bottom of the vine.
The blood-stained vines had penetrated his half-mechanical heart, and blood could not stop pouring out of his mouth.
Seeing Laite's eyes that had turned pure black, he showed a happy smile, held back the surging blood, and said intermittently:
"Aaron... Yina... Oliver, and... and Yato who turned into a monster... became the nourishment to open... open the stone door. Including me... too, I also hope... I also hope for a war
The end...the end of the Wasteland Era! I don't regret it...this is...this is the fate sent by the Creator. Come...come to her...god domain, you are destined to need...loneliness. I just...forgot
Let me tell you, the [Order]...is destined to be...a lonely existence."