Chapter 2107 Separation of flesh and blood, provoking the followers of death
"Alberto, if you count the time, you should have been following me for more than a hundred years."
"I won't ask you whether you are loyal. After all, everything is based on your own strength. No matter how much you pry, you can't hurt me."
"It's just that every move you make makes me happy. If it were anyone else, I would probably not be able to adapt to it. After all, in my eyes, no one can brew more delicious coffee than you."
"Next I will start an interesting experiment, and the subject of this experiment is not something rare, but myself."
"You don't need to know the purpose of this experiment, and I can tell you clearly that the next moment may be my weakest moment. If you plan to take action, you'd better not miss it."
"This kind of opportunity is rare but cannot be sought. As a relic, if you can really devour me, you will probably transform into an ancient ferocious beast and get your wish."
Gloria's voice sounded faintly in the depths of the cave. As she spoke, she carried the metal ball and stepped into the blood pool.
She never planned to pay attention to the other party's response. After all, considering her strength, it was a compromise to be able to say these words, and who would she really ask for help?
Resolute, the more powerful a being is, the more arrogant she is. Even if she is driven to pieces because of this, she will face everything head-on and will not compromise to any difficulties or obstacles.
Alberto, the female insect, was about to say something when she heard this. After all, she never intended to murder the other party. On the contrary, she regarded her as an idol and the target she pursued.
However, the black robe imprinted with petal patterns has faded away, the dark red shoulder-length curly hair is slightly swaying, and the indigo blue pupils have long been closed.
Upon seeing this, the female insect Alberto chose to return to the human form without hesitation. The power of nervous system psychic energy spread out, but it was all eaten away by the blood pool.
"Lord Gloria, even if you lose all your halo, you are still the most outstanding creature in my heart. The word perfection was created for you, and you are the most perfect embodiment!"
"I really don't know the reason for you to act like this, but if anyone intends to harm you during this period, they must first step on my body!"
After Alberto said that, he raised his head and stared at the blood pool. To be precise, it was Gloria who was sleeping in the blood pool. Her pure white pupils were shining brightly, and her short gray hair was windless.
But as time passed by, Alberto seemed more and more anxious. It was a feeling of being at a loss, neither being able to help the other person nor knowing how to help.
Turning the perspective to the blood pool, the metal ball still maintained its fluorescent state, but was as quiet as a baby.
But as the founder of the blood pool, Gloria has completely changed her appearance at this moment. If people have never seen her, they probably will never think of her as a superior person.
The crimson shoulder-length curly hair turned yellow, and the originally fair skin was full of wrinkles, eventually drying out and turning into ravines. The muscles shrank rapidly, and the eyes were sunken, and no longer had the indigo color of the past.
If these mutations were applied to anyone else, they would probably be doomed. But as a blood demon, Gloria was the best at super-speed regeneration, so it was completely impossible for her to die like this.
But this trust began to shake today. At least from Alberto's perspective, the other party seemed to have made a very stupid decision, and it was very likely that he would die as a result.
The power of blood began to leak out uncontrollably. A small part was eaten by the blood pool, while more turned into red snow and ran rampant outside the cave.
There was no trace of the skin and flesh, and all the organs were completely separated, eventually turning into a more intense crimson color. The skeleton creaked from friction, and the debris peeled off, making it difficult to maintain its original appearance.
Only the heart was still intact, seemingly unaffected by the outside world. After all, the power of blood emitted by the heart made the entire cemetery tremble slightly.
In this world, there are always various legends of "gods". Regardless of the gods or the old gods, they are all the source of belief. Only the ancient ferocious beasts are not affected.
Among those gods, the most well-known is not the Goddess of Hope or the God of Poseidon, but the God of Death, whom everyone must face eventually. According to legend, the God of Death comes quickly and acts arbitrarily, only appearing in front of dying people, and is a symbol of despair and disillusionment.
However, Gloria is not a person in this world, nor does she care about the call of Death. Perhaps in her eyes, Death is just a powerful enemy, not as irresistible as the rumors say.
And Gloria's current state of almost self-destruction is her wisest decision. Even as sisters, there are differences. If Rikka took the most straightforward path, she would use the purest destructive power.
The way to reach the extreme. As the younger sister, Gloria, seems to be "going in the opposite direction", defeating her opponents with her powerful self-regeneration ability.
But that's not all. After Gloria came into contact with alchemy, she suddenly had new ideas. This led her to make such a decision, and she was so crazy that she did not hesitate to "self-destruct."
For Gloria, this is just a journey of transformation, a wise move to break through her own limits, and a natural decision.
But in Alberto's eyes, doing so is tantamount to seeking death. There are thousands of ways to become stronger, so why limit yourself to such a narrow choice.
At least any living being would not give up their body in exchange for some illusory reward. That is not impossible, but unnecessary.
But no matter what, in this world, such behavior should be regarded as provoking death. Otherwise, Gloria's flesh and bones would not have disappeared, and only her heart would remain intact.
And as she said before, this was indeed her weakest moment. At least on the surface, just by piercing the heart, Gloria would be completely dead.
However, that heart is a polymer of the power of blood. Let alone any ordinary weapon, even if Rikka were to take action personally, he probably would not be able to kill it with one blow.
In other words, this is the last problem for Gloria to test Alberto. If the other party really takes action, she will naturally kill him with the power of blood without hesitation. But if the other party is really protecting her, then
She can also proceed with the next third phase of things with peace of mind.
Suspicion is a very good virtue. After all, everything has meaning only if you are alive. Everything will not change because of a dead person, let alone mourn for a dead person.
However, it seemed that Gloria's paranoia and suspicion were overblown. Alberto, who had transformed into a human form, was always staring at the blood pool, never taking another step forward from the beginning to the end.
If possible, Alberto really didn't want to see such a horrific scene. After all, the other party was a unique existence in his heart. If he died so mysteriously, what would he do?
Ever since she degenerated and degenerated millions of years ago to protect her lover, it can be said that Gloria is Alberto's light of hope and the driving force for her to continue moving forward.
After getting used to a certain way of getting along, Alberto felt that the other person was not a mean person, but that his way of expressing himself was slightly different.
To put it more clearly, if it were another superior person, Alberto's final fate might be to become the other party's servant, and he would still be the kind of being who could only do whatever he wanted.
But following Gloria, her life has not changed at all. Apart from making coffee for each other every day, there are no restrictions on what she can do.
And the most important thing is that the other person is the only one who can see through him. From the moment they first met, it has been difficult to hide his identity as a female soul butterfly.
However, after more than a hundred years of getting along with each other, she increasingly felt that the other person was the purest person. If she liked him, she would praise him, and if she disliked him, she would kill him. He was completely free of any impurities and was far better than most creatures.