Endless Debt

When Boluogo woke up, there was only a burning whiteness in front of him. It was so majestic and majestic that it seemed to occupy everything in the world. There was no hiding or covering up, it was just there openly and openly. It all unfolded before Bologo.

Boluogo saw the overflowing light, countless floating and swirling ribbons, each branch and light point, is a soul returning to the secret source. The endless souls gathered together to form this great storm, and since then Since ancient times, it has been chasing darkness in the etheric realm.

In the past, Boluogo knew nothing about the secret source, but now, he knew everything about the secret source, and his mood had completely changed from before.

The devils possessed the seven original sins for the sake of desire, while the eighth man picked up the virtue of sacrifice for the sake of the world.

The unknown fear of the secret source had long since dissipated, replaced by admiration and praise. Boluogo could not imagine what kind of noble soul would resolutely choose to sacrifice himself under the temptation of dominating the world, but he Know that the sacrifice of the Eighth Man was not in vain or foolish, and the original sin did not penetrate deeply into the human soul...

That noble virtue still exists.

Leviathan, or Hill, used the souls of the blood people as fuel to recast the alchemical matrix of Boluogo, spliced ​​the broken souls together again, and presided over this glorious ceremony. Under the witness of Lingboluogo, he completed his transformation.

Thousands of swimming ribbons were twisted together, and all the power was injected into Boluogo's body along the tangled trajectory. Boluogo noticed his own changes, and the transformation ceremony performed on him from his fundamental mortal nature. An extraordinary transformation.

The alchemical matrix expands and becomes more complex, and the flesh and blood body is highly etherified. Pure energy flows between the bones and blood, just like refining metal, constantly removing the mortal impurities, and highly purifying Boluogo's soul and the alchemical matrix until Boluogo's consciousness fully recovered and he regained control of his body.

In an instant, the majestic ether burned and surged in Bologo's alchemical matrix, and the scorching bright light reflected on the lines on the body surface. Bologo slowly stretched his body in mid-air, and the ether swept around, controlling the power. Grasp the earth without distinction.

There was a faint sound of cracking, and then the cooling ruins were shattered one by one. Large swaths of rubble were lifted up and flew towards Boluogo along the established trajectory. The rubble in the air spontaneously ignited and melted strangely, and the vague clanging iron was heard. Under the sound, a large amount of red-hot metal was extracted from the melt.

The waste material turned into dust and dispersed, and the red-hot metal that had not yet cooled deformed wantonly, being beaten by invisible force into thin pieces of armor, covering Bologo's new body one by one, until the rugged armor covered him The body is completely covered, and a blazing white light overflows from the gaps.

Boluogo exhaled for a long time, and the mighty power belonging to the Glorious One burst out in full force, announcing his return and arrival to all the survivors on the battlefield.

It was also with the complete recovery of Boluogo that the strange freezing feeling finally subsided from everyone's bodies. Holt, who was also the Glorious One, was the first to break free from this strange feeling, but his eyes did not fall on Boluogo. Instead, he looked below Boluogo, the devil standing in front of the blood people.

At this moment, Holt was certain that this guy in a bloated diving suit was a hateful devil, and he was most likely the devil who took away Bologo's soul.

Jealous Leviathan.

Within the Bureau of Order, there are many records about devils, but there are only two demons. The Bureau of Order knows very little about them. One of them is the arrogant Morning Star. His lack of information is reasonable. After all, after the Dawn War, Arrogance He hid himself, and the Bureau of Order had not yet been established at that time.

Another extremely mysterious devil is the jealous Leviathan. He is so mysterious that the internal records of him in the Bureau of Order, apart from his name and the original sin, are almost zero.

The unknown brings fear.

Holt stared at Leviathan's back, and the feeling of entering a conspiracy became stronger.

On the battlefield where devils fought, another devil suddenly appeared, and he also guided the blood people and forced Boluogo to complete the transformation ceremony on the battlefield at the cost of their souls... It is even said that even The secret source was also attracted here.

Holt doesn't think this is a coincidence, so if this is not a coincidence, has the current battle between arrogance and rage, and the actions against the Land of Eternal Night, all of this already fallen into his plan?

No one answered Holt. In the rolling snow, Leviathan still kept raising his hands to sacrifice Boluogo. When Boluogo lowered his eyes and looked at the golden mask, he slowed down. Xu put away his hands, and a strange laughter sounded.

"Boluogo, don't live up to everyone's expectations."

As Leviathan spoke, his figure collapsed into a piece of disintegrated tar, and he disappeared from the spot, leaving only a shallow, sticky black water stain.

Boluogo looked forward, and the blood people knelt down one after another, looking at Boluogo expectantly, looking at the god born from their prayers and wishes.

Everyone looked pious and ecstatic, and everyone's eyes were filled with tears. At the moment the blood contract was established, the souls in their bodies had been extracted by Leviathan and melted into Boluogo's alchemical matrix. Inside, as for their physical bodies, black marks appeared at the ends of their limbs.

As if the capillaries were contaminated, black lines spread all over his fingertips, spreading along his arms toward his heart. The howling snow dust hit them. In an instant, one or two figures fell down. They struggled I got up, but was almost suffocated by the cold wind.

From the moment the blood contract was reached, the halo of pure land that had always shrouded the blood people disappeared. Melissa knelt devoutly at the front, enduring the oppression of the extreme cold and ether.

The ether realm is filled with pure ether. For condensers, this is an ocean to swim in, but for ordinary people, it is a dangerous jungle.

The mortal body is gradually collapsing under the flow of ether, like a slow execution, the power of ether unscrupulously occupying the flesh and blood.

Boluogo knew that it was time for him to take action. Even if all this was based on Leviathan's conspiracy, he would still fulfill the wishes of these blood people.

Boluogo raised his hands, and the entire ice field trembled again. Under the piles of ruins, the Resentful Bite and Brutal Saw Axes were summoned by Boluogo, broke out of the ground, and returned to Boluogo's hands.

The light-scorching crystal core hung on Boluogo's chest, and then, like a gem, it was embedded into the breastplate. As for the snake scale fluid, unfortunately, this alchemical weapon was completely evaporated in the torrent of light-scorching. .

Boluogo landed on the ice field, walking along the huge scar cut by the fire sword, towards the Regent, the Night King, and towards the powerful enemy with thousands of hands and thousands of feet.

The Origin Tower is still standing, but the Fire Sword has already carved out a horrific injury on the tower. The tower is full of cracks and is shaking slightly in the aftermath of the ether, as if a little force can completely knock it down. .

The Darkness of Annihilation is heavily entangled with the Regent, using him as a carrier to force the Regent to fulfill the oath of protection and protect the Night King until the last moment.

The Prince Regent struggled to stand up. He hated the feeling of being dominated, and he hated fighting for such dirty things even more. But facing this higher level of power, he had no room for resistance.

The darkness of annihilation squeezed the regent's ether and plundered the ether in the ether realm. The dark body expanded again, and the scarlet eyes opened in the darkness.

The Night King stared at Bologg who was striding towards him. From his body, the Night King instinctively felt the bone-deep fear. The thousands of hands and feet squirming above his head also cast their eyes on Bologg at this moment.

Arrogance suppressed Sai Zong while growling, "Leviathan!"

The sharp sword pierced Tar's body again, and the wrapped anger was still burning endlessly.

"Sai Zong, are you crazy!" Arrogant scolded, "We will both lose and it will only give him an advantage!"

Arrogant felt fear for a long time, which was the fear of defeat. From the moment the war in the Land of Eternal Night started, Leviathan sneaked into this place and watched quietly. He was like an insidious assassin, at the critical moment. Give a fatal blow at any time.

Sai Zong ignored Arrogance's words. On the contrary, the arrival of Leviathan seemed to be a signal. Sai Zong used his remaining strength to launch a final counterattack against Arrogance.

The sound of war horns echoed in the etheric realm again, and swords a hundred meters long roughly tore apart the bodies of thousands of hands and feet, with violent killing intent, as if they wanted to burn away this evil tar with rage.

There has never been a real outing among the devils. Everyone is wary and afraid of each other. No one dares to really risk his life. Since then, this torture-like game has never stopped.

But Sai Zong is not a devil, he is not as cowardly as the Original Sins, and he is not disturbed by unsatisfied desires. From beginning to end, Sai Zong only desires one thing.

Eternal peace.

Amidst the hysterical nameless roars, the sharp sword once again cut off the ever-growing limbs, and also interrupted the arrogant attempt to help the Night King stop Boluogo.

Boluoge strode forward. At the same time, the secret source behind him actually followed Boluogo's progress. The blazing white storm swallowed up the ruins and swallowed up the countless corpses. The thick snow dust swept away Cross the ice field and bury all the sins.

Bode relied on his broad arms to hold Sere and Olivia with one hand, and dragged Scott with the other hand. As the hero of this operation, Bode would not give up on him like this.

Holt yelled at Amu, "Leave quickly!"

Aimu nodded in response and immediately ran towards Holt. Not far away, Palmer followed Bode's footsteps and carried the fainting Hinda behind him.

The secret source is approaching, and the massive ether is squeezing everyone's living space. After a few people gathered, Aimu looked at the praying blood people. Melissa and others had no idea of ​​​​escape, as if they were frozen by the cold. He lost his body and turned into an ice sculpture, just kneeling on the spot, watching Boluoge's progress.

Aimu looked away sadly, the secret source roared silently, and the etheric world trembled violently again.

Bode and Holt looked at each other. As Glorious People, they were very sensitive to changes in the ether. They noticed that the concentration of the ether around them was rapidly decreasing.

At this time, looking at the approaching secret source, the blazing white storm was so close, yet so far away, as if it was between reality and reality.

Bode was suspicious, "This is..."

"We are leaving the etheric realm," Holt understood the situation before Bode. "The ether concentration is rapidly decreasing, and we are being exiled back from the etheric realm!"

The two overlapping realms began to separate, and everything was restless and trembling.

Holt felt joyful in his heart. As long as he returned to the material world, the situation would fall on their side. The Night King would be affected by the oath in the material world and lose the protection of the etheric world. The sunlight of the material world would Become a deadly weapon.

The most important thing is that the devils are restricted by the material world and cannot show their power. In other words, no matter how they win or lose between Pride and Sai Zong, their war can only remain in the etheric world.

Two beings that were beyond the comprehension of mortals were thus eliminated from the battlefield, and the rest was left to mortals to decide.

However, Holt didn't understand why the two worlds separated at this time. Was it Boluogo's power? No, this is unlikely. Even if you become a Glorious One, you cannot affect the etheric world so easily. So is it Leviathan, or... the secret source?

Holt didn't know what was going on, but he could see that the deep blue world had become illusory, and the ice fields under his feet gradually melted, revealing solid land, and the vast world quickly fell and returned. In the material world, the thousands of hands and feet held up by the tar kept roaring unwillingly.

Arrogant tried to stop all this, but Sai Zong, who had returned to his former glory, successfully held him back. At this time, he could do nothing but watch the two worlds separate and return to reality.

Thick clouds once again appeared in front of everyone's eyes, like a huge gray iron-colored dome, making people breathless.

With the reconnection with the material world, the land of eternal night once again appeared in front of everyone's eyes. Outside the royal city, the scattered undead people and the night tribe were still fighting. The flesh and blood plague did not know how to devour them. How many lives had been lost, and the earth in the distance was completely filled with blood.

While the war in the etheric realm is going on, the disputes in the material realm are not stopping for a moment. Fortunately, this is all coming to an end.

Boluogo passed over everyone. The ruins in front of him melted and then cooled together, like a group of ferocious creeping jagged rock ridges. The ether surged, and the cooled molten materials fragmented and collapsed one by one, as if there was an invisible blade. Split them one by one, and a clear road appeared at Bolog's feet.

Under the mighty power of the Glorious One, it seems that nothing can stop Boluogo's footsteps.

At this moment, he couldn't help but think of what a friend said to him many years ago.

“The mountains will give way, and the sea will part ways.”

The narrow road extends to the Night King's feet, like an invitation to this final duel.

The crystal core on the breastplate trembled slightly, and the blazing fireworks quickly ignited. They wrapped around Boluogo's armor and spread along the resentful sword body. At this moment, the fireworks did not burn unbridled. On the contrary, Boluogo perfectly controlled Controlling them, the deadly heat clung to the sword body, constraining it into a blazing flaming sword.

The blood people used their remaining will to look at Boluogo expectantly.

In an instant, the darkness surged, and black waves rose from the ground. They were boundless, like an open abyss.

Boluogo faced the darkness expressionlessly. Almost the moment his own ether came into contact with the wave, the pervasive darkness changed in his eyes.

They are no longer absolutely pure black, but are covered with dense lines, which are the trajectories of the flow of ether, and are a corner of the alchemical matrix that constitutes this huge power.

Boluogo saw its microstructure clearly and found weak points from the surge of ether.

The figure twisted into a fiery stream of fire. With the increase in extreme power, everyone heard the loud scream. After a short reverberation, Boluogo had passed through the black tide. The black waves collapsed and surged, and he It was split into two under the flaming sword.

After successive fierce battles, both the Regent and the Night King were at the point of exhaustion. The Regent tried to fight against Boluogo, but before he could take action, invisible repulsion came from all directions, as if there was an invisible force. His big hands strangled his body.

This feeling is very similar to Holt's secret power Amber, but the difference is that Amber delays the speed, and this is absolute power, suppressing one's body.

"The winner has been decided, isn't it?"

Until this moment, the regent still did not give up his stubborn and somewhat stupid dignity, trying hard to remain calm and forcing an embarrassing smile on his face.

The Night King roared hysterically, the darkness squirmed and rolled, and the violent force repeatedly beat the Regent. He couldn't understand why the Regent betrayed him, let alone, wasn't the Regent afraid of death?

Survival is engraved in the instinct of living things, just like the most fundamental soul. The Night King does not think there is anything wrong with his lingering life. He is just following the most basic logic of life. Likewise, he cannot understand or understand those who are willing to live. Those who dedicate their lives are undoubtedly betraying life itself and themselves.

Is there anything more noble than myself in this world?

A blazing heat wave hit his face, and the blazing fire wrapped around the resentment was like the approaching blazing sun.

In an instant, distant memories emerged from the remaining mind of the Night King. He vaguely recalled what happened thousands of years ago, the bloody sunset. That was the last time the Night King looked directly at the scorching sun. Since then, he It has been hiding in the shadows ever since.

The flaming sword swept across the Night King's head, not hitting the creeping darkness.

The Night King was in a trance. He couldn't understand what happened. Why did Borogo's fire sword deflect at the last moment? Didn't he want to kill himself? Does he also long for the blood of the Night Clan to build the immortal empire together?

The faint sound of cracking interrupted the Night King's random thoughts. Behind them, on the broken tower of the Origin Tower, a slender crack penetrated the tower from bottom to top. Dots of flames overflowed from the cracks, and then surged. The fire tore through the cracks and spurted out.

"I am not the blazing sun..."

Bologo ruthlessly swayed the ether, releasing the power of power and control.

"But if you need me, I can be the blazing sun."

It was as if underground lava burst and erupted from under the Origin Tower. A steady stream of fire burned through the interior of the Origin Tower, erupting from the cracks until the fireworks completely enveloped the tower.

The Night King drove the darkness and tried to escape, but the ax blade coming toward him, enveloping a massive amount of ether, restrained the darkness of annihilation from devouring it, and in turn cut open another scarlet eye.

"Yes, just like the devil, I will be whatever you need."

Bologger roared and swung the flaming sword and axe, mercilessly suppressing the Night King, holding him firmly in place like a chain.

"You need an angel with a flaming sword, then I am the angel with a flaming sword!"

Secret energy·To rule the world and control the world.

The rolling fire exploded to the top of the Origin Tower. In the earth-shaking explosion, the top of the tower that had been hidden in the clouds completely exploded and shattered into burning stones. The fire was surging, like a torch burning to the sky. , burning the whole cloud red.

Borogo's roar echoed in the roaring explosions and burnings, mercilessly burning the darkness, enjoying the Night King's shrill wail.

Massive amounts of ether came from above the clouds, and in the faint thunder, a broken corpse fell from the sky. It hit the ground heavily, forming a deep depression.

Under the layers of dust, Severin's face appeared, his scarlet eyes looking hollowly above the clouds. In the thick clouds, Vonn panted and looked back at the earth.

Although there were many twists and turns in the process, it seemed that the operation went as smoothly as planned. The explosion of light completely burned the Origin Tower, and also destroyed the ceremony on the top of the tower. The roaring fire rolled among the clouds. Like the setting sun, dyed with a dazzling blood color.

Vonn's power has reached its limit. This is a good time. He no longer has to maintain this huge extraordinary disaster. He only needs to detonate it. Since then, the long-gestated Song of Windfall has completely lost its glory. The fetters, the terrifying power burst out instantly.

In the vast clouds, the storm that had been gathering momentum suddenly collapsed. Countless turbulences were like swarms of fleeing snakes, rushing towards the thick clouds and cutting them into pieces. When the ether in the core was detonated, an ethereal after-sound sounded. Throughout the world.

The collapse of the clouds was like a cigarette butt burning through thin paper, and the huge cloud hollows spread out so smoothly, looking so incompatible with the thick clouds.

But in this abrupt hollow, the blazing white sun hangs high in the sky, and the midday sun turns into golden rain, spilling into the land of eternal night.

Holt looked at the familiar sunshine and felt the warmth falling on his face. An indescribable emotion came to his heart. Bode set up Scott, moved a few more gravels, and set up A simple sun shelter was used to carefully place Olivia and Sere down.

Melissa raised her head high, staring in disbelief at the bright day, the blue sky, and the golden rain of sunshine. The unprecedented warmth spread all over her thin and pale body. My body trembled uncontrollably, and I burst into tears, unable to control myself.

She saw it, she finally saw it, the warm day that only existed in other people's stories.

Fireworks once again ignited in the land of eternal night. This time, it was not the light burning, but the baptism of the sun. Large numbers of night tribes spontaneously ignited. They screamed and ran around, trying to find shadows to hide in, but they could wait for them. All that could be seen was the wild laughter of the undead, who chopped off the burning bodies with one sword, or pulled them out from the shadows, admiring the Night Clan's death struggle.

A shrill wail resounded from the darkness in front of Boluogo's eyes. Under the scorching sun, the Night King's body was like clear water, evaporating quickly in the scorching sun. The stench of burning was also mixed with the fishy smell. blood.

The darkness twisted wantonly and roughly penetrated into the Regent's body, forcibly controlling him with the pressure of his blood. The Regent's movements gradually became distorted, and he moved uncontrollably, like a puppet that was about to break. .

The sun fell on his body, burning a large area of ​​gray, but it did not kill the regent immediately. His noble blood gave him strong regeneration ability, but even with such regeneration, he could not stand in the sun for a long time.

The Regent instinctively wanted to activate his secret energy to escape. As long as he hid in the mirror world, he could avoid the sun. However, when the ether flowed through the alchemical matrix, strong ether repulsion erupted from the Regent's body, as if there was a Steel needles made of ether pierced into his alchemical matrix, forcibly paralyzing his secret energy.

Not only was the secret power paralyzed, but the Regent found that even his own limbs were frozen in place. Neither his own will nor the Night King's drive could move at all.

The radiance of the ether attracted the attention of the regent. Following the light, Boluogo was watching him calmly. The secret energy was operating silently, driving the extremely aggressive ether into the regent's body one by one. The exhausted Moment Soul's critical point was completely broken down, paralyzing the alchemy matrix as well.

"That's right...I shouldn't have escaped."

The regent's smile was burned by the sun, and his pupils burst into large pieces of blood, "Please maintain my dignity."

The fire sword slashed horizontally, and the body of the regent fell apart like a statue made of sand, turning into balls of ashes and passing away in the wind.

Without the carrier, the Night King detached from the Regent's body, and the darkness squirmed with difficulty, escaping toward the shadows in the distance. As long as there was a breath left, the Night King could always survive.

Yes, just like everything in the past, he can always survive...

Terrifying ethers emerged from all directions, like invisible shackles, tightly suppressing the movement of the Night King. The darkness of annihilation ruthlessly swallowed up these ethers, but those who were too late to swallow them further penetrated the darkness of the Night King. .

The absolute power of control forcibly stagnated the Night King's body. Even though he was the evil in this world, he had lost the ability to resist under the severe injury of the sun, and the Night King also noticed it.

Boluogo's control is not only at the material level, he is also constantly invading and plundering at a more microscopic level, from the perspective of ether and soul.

The Night King exploded with his last remaining strength, resisted the double oppression of the sun and Boluogo, forced himself to break free, and turned into a black arrow and rushed towards the shadow.

Distant gunshots rang out.

The Night King's thoughts were sluggish for a moment, and he noticed that something hit him. No... it wasn't a hit, it was more like it was generated out of thin air in his body.

A silver bullet.

Unfortunately, after the disaster in this world worsened, he no longer has a clear entity. Neither silver nor drained blood can kill him.

The Night King laughed at the assassin's powerlessness, and the darkness of annihilation continued to peel off the silver, until under the layers of metal, a withered seed was revealed.

The ether erupts from the withered seeds of fantasy, forming an extremely narrow field. Within this extremely small range, all fantasies will come true.

Church put away his destined gun and murmured to himself, "I make a wish - sunshine."

This is a cheap, even somewhat meaningless wish.

In the past, even wishing for such sunshine was not enough to completely obliterate the Night King's existence, but at this moment, in this holy moment shrouded in sunlight, this last ray of sunshine became the last straw that defeated him.

The humble desire turned into a dagger made of light, piercing the sinful bloodline that has continued since ancient times.

The figure of the Night King swelled up strangely, and the rays of sunlight lit up one by one, tearing the darkness into pieces, as if they were about to collapse him. The light flashed continuously, and the darkness evaporated one by one.

Sere stood up from the shadows with difficulty. In his barely healed eyes, he saw the dark figure gradually blurring into the golden sunlight, like a person walking away from him, disappearing under the horizon.

Suddenly, as if a tight string broke in his mind, Sere fell down heavily again, lying flat on the ground. He glanced at Bode and then at Scott, who was holding up the cover. Sere He laughed twice.

After a hundred years, the golden sunshine once again bathed in the land of eternal night, the reverberating disaster dissipated, and the blue sky enveloped everything.