Endless Debt

The majestic and magnificent Upside-Down Hall slowly emerged from the depths of the reclamation room. It was like a giant beast walking out of a cage, with dazzling light flashing on its golden body.

The golden light was like the rising sun, hitting everyone's face, bringing bursts of warmth, and inexplicable emotions stirred in everyone's heart. Some people shed tears expressionlessly, while others stood there sluggishly, with a blank mind.

Amy looked at the magnificent creation that suddenly appeared in disbelief. It spanned the entire garden and moved towards the huge crack torn by Nathanir, as if it was going to dive into the etheric world.

The aftermath of the roar came from the Upside-Down Hall. As the shackles were removed, it began to gradually twist and change.

The huge metal blades bloomed like spiral wings, drawing graceful arcs in the air, and were arranged in sequence behind this huge body, releasing powerful etheric flow, like an engine, driving the behemoth forward.

Amy stared at the changes in the Upside Down Hall. Others might still be shocked, but Amy had already noticed something was wrong.

A slight, almost imperceptible sense of evil and madness was coming from the depths of the Upside Down Hall, as if the magnificent golden palace in front of him was just another layer of shackles, blocking its true evil nature behind layers of protection.

Amy muttered to himself, "Decision-making room... What on earth is a decision-making room?"

Even if he didn't consider the depths of the Upside Down Hall and what kind of existence the so-called decision-making room was, the changes in the Upside Down Hall were enough to attract Amy's attention and shock.

The changes in the Upside Down Hall continued, and the solid metal walls began to crack, breaking into a giant steel beast. One by one, huge cannons protruded from the gaps in the armor, and the terrifying firepower was enough to turn a city into ruins in an instant.

A huge amount of ether was summoned by it. Several ether furnaces in the chest, abdomen and other places started to operate efficiently. Under the abundant energy, golden sculptures emerged from the body of the giant beast. They were lifelike and had different expressions, as if living people were sealed by some kind of power.

"Illumi?"

In the silent crowd, an employee called out a name blankly.

That was the name of his friend. Illumi was already a powerless person at a young age. He had a bright future, but he died under the siege of the King's Secret Sword in the secret war a few years ago.

The employee's eyes became moist. In order to avoid sadness, he rarely recalled those things... He thought he was about to forget his old friend, but now he saw him again, the golden sculpture with his face carved on it.

Soon, other employees also recognized the scattered figures in the dense sculpture group. They were basically the staff members of the Order Bureau who had passed away. They were thought to have been regretted for a long time, but they still stood like a monument to witness history.

Many golden sculptures stood on the body of the giant beast, and then a touch of scarlet emerged in the golden metallic luster. Scarlet flesh and blood grew wildly from under the metal. They spread like vines, quickly occupied the entire palace, and supported the entire Upside-Down Hall from the inside, wearing it as a huge armor.

Flesh and blood mixed with steel, huge cables like blood vessels, hanging out from the shadows, and several searchlights condensed into beams lit up from under the heavy armor, like a gaze cast at the world.

The Upside-Down Hall moved forward slowly, and as it approached, the staff vaguely saw the figures standing in the Upside-Down Hall. They were wearing robes and masks of different styles.

Most of the masks were no longer recognizable to the staff now, but some staff who had served long enough, such as Mamo, could still see everything clearly in an instant.

"You..."

Mamo's eyes widened, looking at the familiar figures and masks. One of them noticed Mamo's gaze, and she seemed to look at Mamo, and a faint laugh came slowly.

Other staff may not understand what this is, but Mamo understands that the core of the Order Bureau, the decision-making room... the crowd.

At this final moment, the crowd took the initiative to leave the reclamation room, taking the upside-down hall with them. Once, this magnificent golden palace was its bondage, but now it has become its armor, fully arming this twisted and weird system.

It seems...it seems that since the day when the crowd was born and the moment when the upside-down hall was built, they have anticipated such a future and are making comprehensive war preparations.

The crowd led the upside-down hall to move forward in big strides. Every inch of progress caused cracks in its originally tight protection, and the madness that the crowd tried to suppress also slowly leaked out.

When everyone was horrified, Freya had already taken over the current director left by the crowd. She was separated from the crowd and is now surrounded by Freya.

Before the Freyas could connect their consciousness, they were keenly aware of the evil aura surging in the cultivation room. Logically, this shouldn't happen in other areas except the containment area. They followed the trail and one after another Freya appeared in the cracked garden, staring at the moving people.

Their hearts were filled with turbulent waves.

In the eyes of ordinary staff, this is just a legendary existence. At this moment, it shows its true form. They are shocked and shocked. In the eyes of Mamo and Naisaniel, who know the truth, their emotions are more complicated.

The crowd itself is the embodiment of a miracle. It contains the personality and consciousness of countless Order Bureau staff members. Like a ghost resurrected from the dead, its rush to the battlefield also means that these people... die again.

It is not pleasant for them to witness their old friends die again. Similarly, it is the first time for them to glimpse the form of the crowd. It is completely integrated with the Upside-Down Hall. Its own flesh and blood expand infinitely, and the subject consciousnesses that reside in it also emerge one by one.

But...

Naisaniel and Mamo don't know the meaning of those golden sculptures. Once, they also thought that this was a commemoration of the crowd for those who connected to its consciousness, but now, it seems that it is not what they imagined.

They can't see clearly, but Freya can sense it.

In Freya's eyes, what came into view was not a golden, giant monster twisted from steel and flesh, but a supernatural existence that was beyond imagination and cognition and difficult to describe in words.

It was a giant monster pieced together by countless ghosts. They seemed to be bound by some powerful force in this golden cage, unable to break free and escape.

The ghosts may have been humans or other creatures, but now they have lost their original form, leaving only twisted, hideous faces and waving hands.

They growled helplessly in this golden cage, their voices were shrill and desperate, as if they were telling their misfortune and anger, surging in groups, like a grand parade.

Freya and the others were completely stunned. They wanted to warn others, but they didn't know what to say. They wanted to stop it, and they didn't know what they could do.

This terrifying thing that gathered thousands of ghosts marched forward in such a swagger, and the rift in the etheric world in front of it further expanded and twisted until it could pass through completely.

The madness expanded further, and this time even Nathaniel noticed something was wrong. He thought it was the influence left by Belphegor, but now, the situation was obviously not what he imagined.

But just like Freya, at this moment, Nathaniel could do nothing.

The loud horn sounded from the upside-down hall. In the eyes of Freya and others, thousands of ghosts became irritable, their power was surging and gathering, forming an irresistible torrent.

In a trance, Freya and others seemed to understand their identities... They were all employees of the Order Bureau, who had signed a contract with the Many and became one of the Many after death.

Since the establishment of the Order Bureau and the birth of the Many, countless consciousnesses have accumulated to the present.

No... maybe more than that.

In this endless ghost, Freya not only saw the staff wearing the uniforms of the Order Bureau, but also saw many scholars wearing robes with badges on their collars.

They were not scholars of the Order Bureau, but disciples of King Solomon.

It was like a thunder bursting from Freya's mind. At this moment, she realized that the existence of the crowd might not be limited to the history of the Order Bureau. At least, the crowd had something to do with everything about King Solomon.

Besides... what the crowd has accumulated all along is really just the copied consciousness and personality?

Others could not notice it, but Freya, with her own peculiarity, could vaguely feel that what was hidden in the Upside-Down Hall was not only the consciousness, but also the extremely precious... soul.

When the crowd connected the consciousness of the staff into their own complex system, they also condensed it and refined their souls into the dazzling Philosopher's Stone. It was precisely with the soul echo contained in the Philosopher's Stone that a sound consciousness could be more perfectly constructed and copied.

Freya felt that she had discovered the deception of the crowd, the truth of a conspiracy, but it was too late.

The crowd dragged the Upside Down Hall into the crack of the dazzling light, and a large amount of ether swarmed out from it, and gusts of wind and snow also sprinkled on the material world.

It was also at this moment that the thousands of ghosts in Freya's eyes suddenly stopped wailing. On the contrary, they roared in joy. Despair and fear were no longer there, and there was only bloodthirsty fanaticism.

Freya found it difficult to understand what was going on. At this time, Nasanil soared into the air and landed steadily on the Upside Down Hall, standing with the figures of the successive directors of the Order Bureau.

Confronting the crowd.

"What is going on?"

Nasanil had a gloomy face and silently clenched his fists. His perception was not as sharp as Freya's, but he still caught some clues, such as the abominable breath that only the devil had.

Judging from the extreme attitude of the crowd to reject the devil, it should not have such a breath.

The cracks expanded, the ether filled up, and thousands of streams of light flowed through the illusory figures.

Maria turned her head, still with that kind smile, staring at Nathanial without saying a word.

At this time, a steady voice sounded, and the directors of all generations turned sideways, revealing the person in the front, the first director of the Order Bureau, Albert.

"Do you really want to know the reason for everything? This may be an answer that will not satisfy you."

Albert turned his back to the gap, with a dazzling white behind him.

Naisaniel walked over quickly, murderous, and an inexplicable sense of deception surged in his heart. Naisaniel could conclude that the people he had always trusted unconditionally must have hidden some shocking secrets from him.

"What on earth is this..."

Naisaniel came to Albert's eyes, grabbed his wrist, and then... then his voice stopped abruptly, and he was stunned in place.

"How could it be possible?"

Naisaniel looked at the first-generation director in front of him in disbelief. In his cognition, the first-generation director was just like the previous directors. They had died in the past. What was presented in front of him was just the consciousness copied by the people and the illusion constructed by illusion.

Just like Blogo tried to touch Maria, but when his hand fell on Maria's body, he touched a sticky and smelly flesh.

But at this moment, Naisaniel did not touch the hideous and deformed bodies of the crowd, but actually grabbed the first-generation director, slightly tough flesh, rough skin, faint pulse...

The first-generation director in front of him was not an illusion, but a real entity, he was still alive.

Naisaniel asked blankly, "Why?"

"Come with us."

The first-generation director smiled kindly, broke free from Naisaniel's hand, and then turned his head to look at the blazing white in front of him.

Part of the Upside-Down Hall has sunk into the etheric world, and the boundless world is in sight. The wind and snow in the sky are draped on the golden armor, with a few pure white.

"All this requires a witness, and you, Naisaniel, you will witness the ultimate of the world, the secrets and truth of all things."

The Upside-Down Hall is like a huge worm, passing through the crack little by little, until its huge body is completely revealed in the etheric world, like a highly armed war beast, a miracle that is within human reach.

The huge blades arranged behind it drove the dazzling etheric flow, like a propeller, causing this terrifying body to slowly accelerate and move along the anchors left by Blogo, heading towards the exit of the etheric world.

It stretched its body wantonly, showing the long-suppressed power and the heyday to the world and everyone.

The evil of this world, the one who unites all, swept through the etheric world, announcing its arrival to everyone, in a mighty manner.

Sorry, sorry, I have to move again in the next two days, and the update will be very late.