Endless Debt.

Chapter 904 The Time of Vengeance
The light is released, shining on all things.

Borogo's cheeks were dry and his skin was cracked due to the high temperature, as if he was carrying a scorching sun. The blade in his hand, as black as night, also ignited a raging fire, like the legendary flaming sword of judgment.

There are no more reservations, and absolutely no mercy.

Bologo looked at Idel below, and the twisted flesh and blood of the beast that extended from the material world. Surprisingly, Bologo's mood was no longer angry at this time, but with a sacred feeling A sense of tranquility, even the gaze projected in the past, is full of pity for it.

The tense nerves relaxed, as did the hard muscles. Burrog's expression was no longer cold, but a meaningful smile.

For a moment, Bologo seemed to be transformed into the angel holding the flaming sword in the story. What he was going to do next was not killing or revenge, but redemption full of compassion.

"What a sad existence..."

Boluogo sighed softly, and endless flames were released from the resentment. They in turn enveloped Boluogo and continued to extend behind him, like a god spreading his magnificent wings, and it was so similar. The slender tail of a falling meteor.

What happened next was like an established destiny, without any twists and turns, and without any surprises.

The seemingly slow fireball fell to the ground at a rapid speed, like a giant sword slashed with a roar.

The bursting flames formed ripples that spread layer by layer. The burning wind and fire waves burned through the huge tentacles of the herd-devouring beast, spreading rapidly like a virus, setting the flesh and blood it touched on fire.

In the dazzling light, Idel's body fell backwards, but he didn't fall completely, but was hugged by Bologo's waist with one hand, and Bologo's other hand was clenched tightly. With a flaming sword, it pierced through Idel's chest.

This time, the forbidden power of flesh and blood failed to bring Idel back to life. The wound on his chest quickly turned black and carbonized, and a steady stream of flames emerged from under the cracked skin. Ashes escaped from his body like an out-of-body soul.

Idel looked at Bologe with a pitiful face, and a strong sense of anger emerged in his remaining consciousness. He hated Bologe's eyes, as if he was an extremely pathetic guy in Bologe's eyes.

But is he really not pathetic?
As the cracks covered the body, more and more flames emerged from Idel's body, and his eyes were also melted at this time, leaving only the black eye sockets, spitting out flames.

The container of Idel was on the verge of destruction, so the black tar escaped from his body one after another, and the power that Beelzebub had blessed on Idel also dissipated.

In the darkness, Idel gradually came to his senses, his anger dissipated, and he sadly realized that he might really be as miserable a person as Bologo saw.

All men are like this, slaves of the devil.

Thinking of this, Idel was enveloped in great sadness, but fortunately, this kind of sadness would not last long, the raging fire was purifying his body little by little, until the last bit of nerves and consciousness were also reduced to ashes under the high temperature.

A crisp cracking sound came from Idel's body, his body shattered section by section, and shattered into ashes flying in the sky in Bologo's arms.

The flesh and blood tentacles under their feet were also turned into dust in the burning.

Bologo gripped the fire sword tightly and walked towards the boundary between the etheric world and the material world. Even though there was still a certain distance, Bologo could still feel the bursts of movement coming from the outside world.

In Saqin's memories, Boluogo found the core crystal nucleus of the light. It is part of the universe and part of the maintenance of this huge light.

Now that Bologo has taken it away, the sea of ​​fire protecting the Golden Palace quickly weakened. The flesh and blood of the Devouring Beast broke through the barrier, completely squeezed and wrapped around the Golden Palace, and endless flesh and blood tentacles scrambled Peeling off the heavy masonry, like a school of sharks, devouring it.

"Well done, Bologo."

A familiar voice sounded, and Bologo looked to the other side of the vast ice field, and Leviathan's bloated figure gradually appeared, striding towards Bologo.

Bologo felt that this was not a good time to chat, the Golden Palace was being destroyed, and he had to do something, Leviathan probably saw Bologo's nervousness, and he comforted, "It's okay, the situation is still under control .”

Seeing Leviathan's confident look, Bologo guessed that all of Leviathan's goals had been achieved in this incident... This guy always seemed to win with ease.

"Where's the starting picture scroll?"

Bologo asked back. He saw the true appearance of the original picture scroll in Saqin's memory. Although he didn't know much, it is certain that the information hidden on the stone tablet is very important.

The original picture scroll comes from the mysterious and unpredictable ether world, and Hill became King Solomon by relying on the knowledge deciphered from the stone tablet.

"I've already got it," Leviathan said, "Are you going to leave here step by step with that heavy thing on your back?"

Then he said, "Take it easy, Bologo, you'll get what you want, and I'll get what I want."

"It's time to fulfill your promise, Leviathan."

Bologo looked at the edge of the etheric realm from a distance. The beasts that devoured the herd had completely invaded the Golden Palace. The double-spin long ladder had been buried in flesh and blood, and tons of flesh were desperately squeezing into the etheric realm.

Losing the shelter of the light, the entire Golden Palace was filled with flesh and blood. Bologo guessed that the body of King Solomon sitting on the throne should also be swallowed up by flesh and blood at this time. Thinking of this, Bologo felt a little bit Unfortunately, he has always wanted to pay his respects to that great existence...even if it was just his corpse.

"I know, I know, but before that, you have to leave the etheric realm," Leviathan pushed Burlogo's shoulder, "otherwise you may not be able to leave here for a while."

Bologo vaguely guessed what Leviathan was going to do. Bologo's own battle was over, but Leviathan's was not yet. All that happened now was just the prelude to the dispute, and the devils had already ripped their skins apart. , and there is no need to maintain that false friendliness.

Lifting the burning sword, Boluogo walked towards the endless wall of flesh. As he gradually left the ethereal world, the fireworks on the sword gradually weakened, and in the end only a weak flame remained. combustion.

Even King Solomon needs the ether realm to maintain the burning of the light, let alone Boluogo. The remaining ether in his body can only ignite this level of fire, but it is enough to fight through this thick mass of flesh and blood. There is a way out.

"Actually, you can ask me directly."

Suddenly, Leviathan shouted from behind, "The relationship between us is not a deadly enemy, but an ally who can cooperate, just like this time."

Leviathan opened his hands as he spoke, he was unexpectedly excited today, and his joy was beyond words.

Burrog looked back at Leviathan, he ignored Leviathan's words, but asked him instead, "You can't directly interfere with the world, so how do you solve all this?"

"King Solomon is a very vengeful man," Leviathan waved his hand, "He will destroy these enemies without my help."

"But he's dead."

Saqin is dead, and Hill is also dead. It is because of their deaths that Bologo can see the echo of their souls in the storm.

"But his revenge continues!"

Leviathan said and pointed to the top, the broken heaven and earth.

The daylight at the core was lost, and the balance between the stars was broken. They pulled each other, like a whirlpool, and moved towards the center of the star rings. Every time they got closer to each other, a terrifying force was brewing.

Just wait for a complete explosion.

He didn't intend to say anything more about this, but he turned his head resolutely and swung his sword to split a path of ashes.

Flesh, fireworks, ashes, death.

With the extinguishing of the light, the ray of light that had burned countless years in the abandoned land finally dissipated, and at the same time, the screams of the devouring beasts also stopped.

All the flesh and blood gathered towards the wreckage of the Golden Palace, and the amber-like flesh and blood were completely darkened. This terrifying monster broke free from the last shackles, moved its body wantonly, and shot at all the enemies in all directions. fight back.

"Evacuate! Evacuate!"

On the desperate outpost, Yas yelled at everyone. Under the protection of the sixth group, the solid etheric barrier saved lives one after another, but it could not save the ground beneath them.

Under the high-intensity exchange of fire, many forts have overheated and self-destructed, and the giants have also emptied their arrows and stopped aside. Not to mention, under the erosion of more and more flesh and blood, the desperate outpost is like a broken ice surface. , the building is collapsing inch by inch.

They were about to be unable to hold the high ground, but when the light was completely extinguished and the dark clouds enveloped everyone, Yas was in a daze and made a decision.

Before the vertical lifting platform was destroyed, Yas commanded the remaining personnel to evacuate to the ground, and a small number of team members stayed with him, trying their best to buy time for others.

Suddenly, a gust of condensed air rushed towards them, blowing them so hard that they couldn't open their eyes. When they regained their sight, they saw countless scarlet eyeballs staring at them.

Without the shackles of light, the beast of the swarm approached the desperate outpost, examining the group of ants that made it miserable.

"It's over... it's over..."

Qi Ke looked at the devouring beast so close at hand, her legs trembled uncontrollably, tears gathered in the corners of her eyes, she was about to cry.

The situation of the others is not much better than Qi Ke. Normally, everyone is a riot operation team that makes the enemy fearful, but in front of the beast of the pack, everyone is no different from a piece of talking meat.

"Come on!"

A loud roar broke the dead silence, Hart held up his shield while grabbing Qi Ke, and threw her heavily to the lifting platform waiting to be activated behind him.

Qi Ke fell directly on the top, and Kemp, who was on the lifting platform, did not hesitate to start the machine directly, and the platform quickly climbed up along the vertical track.

It's just that no matter how fast they are, they can't compare to the beast of the pack. It slowly raised its tentacles and smashed most of the desperate outposts with a random blow. The cliffs cracked one by one, and the cracks quickly spread to the On the vertical track, the steel trembled violently, as if it would break in the next second.

Yas and Hart feebly launched aether blasts, trying to attract the attention of the beasts, and they succeeded, but also failed.

The Devouring Beast did notice the ants struggling on the wreckage, but killing the ants and destroying the lifting platform is not a contradictory thing for it. It has countless tentacles and can do it at the same time. .

Then one after another, the pillar-like tentacles that seemed to be able to support the sky and the earth smashed towards the cliff, vowing to destroy everything in front of them.

Facing such a hopeless situation, Hart was actually relieved, ready to accept the next fate calmly, even dropped his giant shield and smashed it on the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

"How much do you think our pension will be?"

Hart pulled out an ugly smile, and joked with Yas beside him.

This time, Yas was no longer as serious as before. He tried to catch up with Hart's joke, and then the majestic etheric reaction came from a high altitude, and then several giant columns that fell just froze in mid-air, moving no.

"retreat!"

A voice roared at everyone. Hart raised his head and saw Holt, who was seriously injured but still moving at high speed among his tentacles.

The secret power Zeno's Wall successfully blocked a round of attacks from the Devouring Beast, and the Iron-Cutting Steel-Cutting Sword also slashed mercilessly, cutting all the flesh and blood that Holt touched into powder.

Hart was stunned, until Yas kicked his ass, then he remembered to pick up the giant shield, and retreated with Yas out of control.

"I want a bonus more than a pension!"

Fortunately, this time the serious Yas took Hart's joke.

Holt, who was only a defender and was seriously injured, obviously couldn't resist the attack of the devouring beast for a long time. The tentacles that froze soon moved again, like the arms of a giant, wantonly slamming the desperate situation outpost.

The broken cliffs with curved vertical tracks, like an approaching explosion, followed the lifting platform, but could never catch up with it until it disappeared above the high point.

In the swirling boulders, Yas and Hart quickly shifted on the bulge of the cliff. This is no longer a battle they can participate in. There is no need to think about anything other than running for their lives.

The sound of impact came from not far away, and Holt landed on the other end of the cliff. He was holding the secret sword, and blood was already smeared on his face. Pain and exhaustion tortured his body, and his figure swayed, as if next It will fall to the ground in seconds.

Holt hadn't fought at such a high intensity for many years, and the first battle he regained his blade was against this powerful enemy.

At this time, apart from telling a few cold jokes to comfort his bad mood, Holt couldn't think of anything else.

After repeated battles, Holt was seriously injured, and his ether was almost exhausted. This should be his limit.

The Devourer slowly moved its body, its tentacles ruthlessly swept across the cliff, and destroyed the last bit of wreckage left by the desperate outpost. Looking at the bare cliff, Holt felt a little melancholy for a while.

Soon, this terrifying monster sensed the etheric reaction on Holt's body. From its point of view, the defender was undoubtedly a high-value target, which could relieve its inner hunger to a large extent.

Like overgrown seaweed, countless slender tentacles rushed towards Holt. Even if he could slash a thousand times, the beast of the crowd could heal ten thousand times.

But Holt still raised the secret sword in his hand with difficulty, pointing at the beast that devours the group.

A flash of fire suddenly rose from the endless twisted tentacles.

……

In the body of the devouring beast, in the twisted and dilapidated Golden Palace, the pitch-black tar flowing from Idel's body crawled like a black snake. At the top, it once again saw the figure on the throne.

The tar turned into a pitch-black quagmire. With the sound of boiling, Beelzebub stepped out of the tar bit by bit. At this time, she looked a little tired. Just now in the ether world, Sai Zong brought her a lot of pain. little trouble.

Fortunately, she won.

The beast of the herd has captured the Golden Palace, and she has plenty of time to spy on King Solomon's legacy, especially King Solomon's remains.

"No matter how great a life is, it can't escape death in the end, can it?" Beelzebub mocked as he moved forward.

His throne is not magnificent, it is even a bit simple, it is just a layer of undecorated steps and an ordinary chair.

Beelzebub remembered something about King Solomon. His real name was Hill. After being approved by the previous Wolfgang Gord, he inherited this name, but he did not choose to pass on this holy name, but Proclaimed himself King Solomon.

As for his throne...it was a chair that Hill used to sit in when he was still an apprentice, and he really didn't care about the sense of ceremony, so he directly moved it to this position and used it as his own throne.

The crown is not important, what is important is the power you hold, and the throne is not important, what is important is its position.

Beelzebub stepped up the steps and stood proudly in front of King Solomon's body.

King Solomon's body was similar to many corpses in Raymond Gayton. He was wearing a simple gray robe, with his hands folded in front of his body, and his face was covered by an exquisite mask, but the flesh and blood must have rotted away.

In Beelzebub's almost eternal life, she has faced many enemies, but no matter who they are, no King Solomon has left such a deep impression on her.

This guy is so stubborn and difficult...

Beelzebub sneered, "It's so sad."

She survived to the end and she was the winner.

Suddenly, Beelzebub noticed that there seemed to be something in King Solomon's hand. She bit by bit opened the hardened and dried bones, and saw a black cane leaning on its hand.

Beelzebub seemed to have seen this cane before, and she became nervous in a rare way. She raised her hand and tried to remove the mask to see King Solomon's face clearly, but before she could touch the mask, Beelzebub actually listened. There was a faint moan of pain.

King Solomon is not dead?

Thoughts arose in Beelzebub's mind, and without hesitation, she directly lifted off the dusty mask, and in an instant, an extremely shrill scream came from King Solomon's body.

That extreme whine succeeded in affecting even Beelzebub. She felt a sense of confusion in her head, as if there were countless evil spirits roaring.

In the hearty mourning, King Solomon vomited out all the suffering he had suffered for so many years. The next moment, endless rays of light burst out from his body. , the high platform, and Beelzebub, all wrapped in a rapidly expanding blazing sun.

In the universe, the broken stars were entangled with each other, and finally collided, merged, collapsed, and turned into a dead black hole that could not even be illuminated by light.

Black hole.

That bottomless abyss-like existence, a giant beast as dark as night, devours everything.

Around it, matter is mercilessly pulled in by gravity, falls inward, and enters the event horizon of the black hole along an irreversible path. The Golden Palace collapses one by one, and the spreading flesh and blood are not spared.

Gravity grasps them tightly like an invisible big hand, pulls them more and more fiercely, and the matter gradually accelerates, gradually approaching the center of the black hole from a rotating orbit, until it falls into an irreversible fate.

within sight.

The skyrocketing gravity has reached an unimaginable level. Whether it is the crystal curtain wall or evil flesh and blood, they are all strongly compressed and squeezed airtight, forming masses of extremely dense material blocks.

At this moment, even the immortal flesh and blood are destroyed from the most basic molecular structure. During the gravitational collapse, the density of matter continues to increase, almost reaching infinity.

The distortion easily extended to the throne, Beelzebub collapsed into tar all over the place, and King Solomon's body was torn apart in an instant. As for its true appearance, it was completely hidden in the shadow of history.

King Solomon's vengeance is not over yet.

First is the completely collapsed Golden Palace, and then the influence of the black hole crossed the boundary, reached the material world, and erupted in the body of the devouring beast.

At the same time, in the abandoned land, the fire in Holt's eyes became more and more intense. He was puzzled for a moment, thinking that he had misread and died frequently and had hallucinations, but then the fire intensified, as if he was about to Like a burst of lava, it completely tore apart the flesh and blood.

Countless tentacles were burned off, and with billowing ashes and tongues of fire soaring into the sky, a bolide forcibly pierced through the flesh and blood of the devouring beast.

broke out.

Bologo threw out dozens of silver hands and grabbed the cliffs in all directions, forcing Bologo to slow down and turn around.

The aether's radiance reached the extreme, and the power of Bologo reached an unprecedented peak. All the aether was injected into the crystal nucleus, and the great fire ignited from the bite of resentment.

With the vigorous waving of the arms, the flames rolled, like the wings of a firebird struggling to spread its wings.

This should be the strongest blow that Bologo released after he left the ether world, but facing the overwhelming scarlet blood curtain, Bologo's incomparably determined heart was shaken for a moment. It is a beast that devours the herd, a catastrophe in this world.

But this is not a reason to stop swinging the sword.

Burrow roared angrily. He felt that the blade in his hand was heavier than ever before, as if he was swinging the whole world. But then, the weight on the hilt suddenly lightened a lot, as if there was another person with Burrow. Ge held the blade together and waved it towards death.

At the same time, another etheric reaction rose from Borrog's body, and Aimu released all the ether without reservation.

Individual strength may not defeat a strong enemy, but you must know that Boluogo is never alone.

Reach peaks and push boundaries.

Extreme Realm Aether Amplification.

Boluogo waved a vast foehn wind, which expanded violently forward. Everywhere in the vast space was filled with scorching light, like an endless storm, and all the hated flesh and blood was turned into ashes, flying like heavy snow.

The light burned on the body of the Devouring Beast again, and the sea of ​​flames quickly swallowed it up. In an instant, it was completely burned, like a burning giant tree, and the flames soaring into the sky roared to the top of the big crack.

Bologo looked at the burning pillar of fire, and the last bit of ether and physical strength was also drained, and he fell uncontrollably towards the ashes on the surface.

This is already the limit of what Burlogo can do. Afterwards, he can only hope for King Solomon's revenge in Leviathan's mouth.

Burrog saw it.

The huge burning body twisted rapidly, the matter in the black hole collapsed more and more violently, and the density became higher and higher. In the limit state, the matter surpassed the laws of conventional physics.

Compression, collapse and destruction.

The space seemed to be punctured. In the deep darkness, the surrounding substances formed curved orbital lines, like a huge whirling vortex.

The bloated body of the swarm-devouring beast, which weighed more than [-] million tons, was distorted inwards, and the bones and flesh like mountains were easily torn apart until it collapsed into a tiny singularity.

The labyrinth collapsed completely, and the overlap between the physical and etheric planes began to peel away.

Before the devastating explosion, the catastrophic singularity was exiled into the etheric world, and the last link between the etheric world and the physical world was completely severed.

There was no roaring explosion or brilliant streamer, just an indescribable strange sound, everything disappeared.

Burrog fell into the pile of ashes. He didn't rest, but got up immediately. He tried to find the trace of the beast of the pack, but there was nothing left here except the fallen ruins.

(End of this chapter)