Endless Debt

The bottom of the great rift, the place abandoned by ashes, the place where evil dwells...

King Solomon's sacred city, Raymond Gaiton, has been standing here in silence since the fall of the holy city sixty-six years ago, like a city of shadows upside down in the darkness, and the city of Oath, Opal. Si echoed each other from afar.

The endless fires of war during the Scorched Earth Wrath failed to destroy this city, nor did the evil burning and ashes sixty-six years later. It stands here forever, like an obelisk that will never collapse.

The roaring thunder sounded again, like a bell being struck, but the city was dead, and it could no longer wake anyone up. Then the blazing foehn wind was thrown out from behind the city wall, and the heat wave blew the ashes toward the city. In the more distant surroundings, rift valleys spread.

Bologg stood numbly under the majestic city wall. It blocked most of the heat waves for Bologg. The burning sparks kept rising behind the high wall. The strange wind could be heard vaguely, like the whisper of some monster. With roar.

"One light……"

Boluogo whispered, and now he has completely verified the long-standing conjecture through personal practice.

The Fall of the Holy City is not as simple as in the official records, at least it does have some kind of power similar to "a light".

Whether it destroyed both warring parties, Boluogo didn't know yet, but it was certain that the formation of the Great Rift and the fall of the Holy City into the rift must be related to it.

The earth changed, everything burned, and under his wrath, sulfur streaked across the sky, and everyone turned into pillars of salt...

This is a power that transcends all others, and even the glorious ones may find it difficult to achieve it.

"Awarded with a divine crown..."

Boluogo muttered to himself, and all the sounds disappeared from his ears in an instant, leaving only the echoes in his memory.

Boluogo still remembered his previous conversation with Teda. The two discussed the power of King Solomon and the destruction of the Holy City.

Bologg once thought that the destruction of the Holy City was just a victim of the long dispute between the Kogadel Empire and the Rhine Alliance. But after becoming a Sublime Master and learning all these secrets, he discovered that there might be something else to the fall of the Holy City. reasons.

King Solomon was not only a master of alchemy, but he was also a man of glory.

King Solomon was so close to the "secret source" that he might be the first recorded crowned person in history...

"So he was destroyed..."

Burlogo murmured.

All official information cannot be trusted. Boluogo doesn't know why the two behemoths started the war, but it is certain that the appearance of King Solomon must have broken the balance between the two sides.

Judging from Boluogo's knowledge, he felt that King Solomon should not have touched the real crown. It was more likely that he was discovered by both parties on the way to be promoted to the crown, and the two sides also reached a tacit truce and turned to King Solomon. Go on the offensive.

It's hard to imagine how terrifying the power of the crowned one would be. Unfortunately, Bologg could no longer see this. King Solomon was dead.

From the moment King Solomon broke the balance, both sides would never let him survive.

“Touch the crown and become the absolute and only king.”

It was like telling a secret that no one should know. After realizing all this, Boluoge actually felt like he was being watched.

It was as if this secret had been cursed by someone, and everyone who knew it would be noticed by him. Boluogo became vigilant unconsciously, but there was only gray silence around him, and there was no life except evil.

Boluogo raised his head again, looking up at the high wall covered with ashes and the sparks floating out from behind the high wall.

There once seemed to be a kingdom of heaven behind this high wall, but now there is only a dead hell behind this high wall.

Boluogo turned to look at the steep cliffs around him. The cracks were spreading continuously, leaving horrific scars on the earth.

If all this inference is correct, then Bologo understands why the Great Rift came about.

This was a counterattack before the death of one who touched the crown. He almost wore the sacred crown. Even if he did not really become the crowned one, Boluogo believed that King Solomon should have taken charge of the transcendental crown. strength.

So when he was about to die, King Solomon penetrated the earth. With this terrifying scar, the world will always remember his existence, and his sacred city will also remain here forever.

"Brogo, are you okay?"

Aimu said, "Since a few minutes ago, Boluogo has been standing there stupidly, clenching his fists from time to time, or holding his breath."

"so far so good."

Burlogo simply replied that he needed some time to digest the information.

If the speculation is correct, this also reasonably explains the scene that Boluogo saw at the beginning, the sky was filled with rain of fire and sulfur, and everyone was burned into pillars of salt...

The power of King Solomon.

Taking deep breaths repeatedly, Boluogo then thought of another thing, something he had repeatedly asked himself and constantly doubted.

Oath City Opos.

Why does this place become a continuation of the war? Why does this place seem to be the core of the whirlpool, attracting all the monsters and ghosts to this city? Why do those evil devils reserve seats on this land to watch the human beings? Fighting each other.

Now Boluogo understands that the special thing has never been the Oath City Opos, but what happened here. It is this sacred city Remengeton that stands in the shadows and has been forgotten by the world. It is this The original owner of the land.

King Solomon.

If King Solomon really had his hands on the sacred crown, then he must have had some way to ascend to the throne...

Yes, this is the craziest thing about this land, and it is also the source of endless disputes between the Bureau of Order and the Rhine League. Whoever masters all this and finds the buried secret may be the first to be crowned. Break the balance of conflict.

Boluogo started to have a headache. Now was really not a good time to reveal the secret.

While realizing all this, Boluogo also had doubts about the past history. Just like this city submerged in ashes, the secrets of the past have also become yellowed by the years. No one knows the past except those who have experienced it personally. What exactly happened on this land.

What made Boluo Ge suspicious were those evil and crazy existences.

Devils.

Judging from the damn characters of the devils, whether it was the wrath of the scorched earth that triggered bloody wars among the nations, or the fall of the holy city that ended everything, Boluogo believed that the devils must be involved and have a great time. The most important thing is what role the devils played in the events sweeping the continent.

An enabler or a destroyer?

Boluogo couldn't figure it out. He could only ask the devils about these things, and the price required must be extremely high.

"The devils are really a bunch of damn guys..."

Boluogo marveled again. From the beginning, Boluogo had been involved in the dark fate of the devils. The more he advanced, the more involved he was with the devils.

Recalling the feeling of numbness and inability to resist when he fell into the great chasm, Boluogo even felt that the tyrant had secretly manipulated him when he fell here and discovered all this. He deliberately let himself see this and regretted the past. The secrets produce a thirst for knowledge and pay a higher price.

Boluogo stopped thinking about these things. He cheered up and dragged his tired body towards the high wall.

In his memory, until he lost consciousness, the besieging legions still did not break down the city gate's defense. It stood like a natural barrier, isolating all external enemies.

As he got closer, Boluogo's mind gradually calmed down. He had a strange feeling at this moment. He was back here again after sixty-six years, as if to complete his original mission, to capture this dead building. City.

The dark shadow gradually engulfed Boluogo. Just as he was about to reach the bottom of the city wall, bursts of thunder sounded again, the blazing foehn wind passed overhead, and the entire city became part of the doomsday scene in the blazing fire.

Boluogo walked to the city gate. After sixty-six years of burning and destruction, a thick layer of ashes stuck together and turned into a gray shell adhering to it.

After knocking it off hard, you can see the rusty metal, which is covered with various dents and many dense cracks. All of this shows the war it has suffered.

It is not so much a city gate as it is two huge iron walls erected. The narrow door gap extends to the top. Boluogo tried to push the city gate, but his strength was obviously not enough to shake the city gate at all. , as for trying to pry open the city gate with a folding knife, let alone.

It was unshakable sixty-six years ago, and it will be the same sixty-six years later.

There were bursts of roaring thunder, and the blazing foehn wind surged behind the city gate. The decayed white shells fell off one after another in the constant vibration, revealing the relief of an angel holding a flaming sword on the city gate. The two flaming swords were intertwined. , guarding what is behind the door.

A little light emerged from the crack in the door, turning into a blazing white line and falling out, passing through Boluogo's eyes and reaching into the heavy shadows behind him.

"Come here……"

A voice rang in his ears, calling to Bologg.

The blue pupils expanded slightly and were covered with a layer of confusion. Boluogo was captured by this mysterious voice without any resistance.

His hands were stuck between the cracks of the door. Even if the red-hot metal burned his hands, Boluogo would not stop and vowed to open the door.

Aimu also realized that something was wrong with Boluogo at this time, but she had been completely dismantled by Boluogo. She could do nothing except shouting Boluogo's name loudly.

This time, the roaring thunder was endless. From the shadows where the light could not reach, scarlet things crawled out one after another. They snaked forward among the ashes on the ground like a group of snakes, gradually approaching Bologo.

Boluogo was too close to the evil, and the influence he received doubled. He thought he was normal, but he didn't know that the evil pollution had covered Boluogo's will from the moment he approached the holy city. It was so poisonous that it didn't fully explode until this moment.

"Bologo!"

Aimu shouted in panic, but Boluogo could no longer hear her voice and was still stubbornly trying to open the city gate.

The scarlet tentacles also crawled over from behind at this time, and wrapped around Boluogo's calf little by little, then his thighs, waist and abdomen, and throat, until Boluogo was completely grasped in the tentacles.

With a slight exertion of the tentacles, Bologo was like a squashed fruit, blood was squeezed out from the gaps, and Amu's remaining body also made a metallic cracking sound.

When the situation was about to end, a heavy sound came, and then followed by a sharp whistle, a huge crossbow arrow fell, nailing the scarlet tentacles to the ground.