Endless Debt

The situation on the battlefield changes rapidly. One second, the Silver Knight seriously injured Alice, and the next second, Alice's counterattack swallowed everyone up.

Boluogo was wrapped in layers of flesh and blood, and sharp pain came from all over his body. He could clearly feel the crawling of the tentacles in his body. It moved along the gaps between his flesh and blood, clinging to the bones and eating away the bones. At the same time, it erodes his own bone marrow.

It was an indescribable feeling, as if it had been dissected alive. The tentacles then wrapped around Boluogo's heart, and as the heart beat, it sucked in blood.

This bad experience can already be ranked in the top five of Boluogo's bad luck experiences, but it was not enough to shake Boluogo's mind. Soon, he could vaguely see it in the gaps between the layers.

"Aimu..."

There was a low groan of pain in his throat, and Boluogo watched helplessly as Aimu rescued Teda, and then Aimu himself was surrounded by flesh and blood.

Bologg mobilized his only strength and tried to stretch out his hand, but this was just a useless move. Darkness soon covered Bologg's vision, sealing him in the scarlet hell.

Aimu does not have the sharp senses of humans, but now Aimu actually feels like a human being, feeling like he is drowning.

It was as if her whole body was being dragged into a sea of ​​crimson and sticky blood. Aimu tried to resist, but the flesh and blood easily penetrated her body. She had very little power to mobilize, let alone resist.

This is the fragility of the first-stage condenser. In fact, except for the extraordinary power, the essence of the first-stage condenser is the same as that of ordinary people.

The reason why Boluogo can fight so ferociously depends largely on his immortality, and the same is true for Aimu. With his tough and powerful alchemy body, Aimu has made up for a lot of the gap with his enemies.

But what Aimu faces now is not an enemy in the conventional sense at all, but a potential evil that is about to resurrect.

Alice is not the true body of evil, but the incarnation of its heart, but even as a partial incarnation, it still shows enough terrifying power.

Hungryly eating, swallowing all the essence, blinking Aimu's arms were like the silver knight's armor, eroded into a grayish white color, and then collapsed into fine dust.

The touch of death reaches the core of Perpetual Motion, covering the tough and tight metal shell. It was the first time that Aimu felt such a strange feeling, a sense of fear that his heart was being held by someone's cold hands.

Great fear broke out in the bottom of my heart, and the survival of free will was greatly threatened, and I screamed silently.

Aimu felt that he was going to die, death in a literal sense, his consciousness was wiped out, and there was no possibility of recovery.

Aimu thought about many things at this moment, and memories of the past passed by.

Aimu has read many books, and the books record many human reactions before death. Some people cry in fear, some confess their sins, some are cruel and cold, and some are full of poetry... Aimu feels that his reaction is different from them.

The extreme fear passed away in an instant, and Aimu's mood was very calm. It seemed that what he was facing was not death, but a beautiful dream from which he could not wake up.

Aimu still had many regrets in her heart, but at this moment, she felt that those regrets were not important. She just had to accept this ending calmly.

The restless mind ushered in absolute peace.

But the expected death never came.

The scarlet thing stopped extending, and the flying dust also froze in the air.

Aimu saw the scene of this hell that swallowed everything, and also saw Teda's confused and dull eyes in the distance. She tried to move her body, but she was still firmly trapped in it.

Is this death?

The thought arose in Aimu's mind that she was just an alchemy doll, not a real human being. Aimu could not think of any answer to the ultimate destination of death.

Aimu's mood was very calm now. She accepted it all calmly, and then the change happened.

The stiff body regained consciousness, and Aimu gradually regained control of her body. In this stagnant world, she struggled hard and crawled out of the scarlet thing little by little.

Standing on the accumulated flesh and blood, Aimu realized how much he had been corroded. The outer shell of the entire right leg had been completely corroded, exposing the internal structure. The right foot had completely disappeared, turning into dust and dissipating.

A huge hole was corroded into the abdomen, and the machinery inside had turned into dust. Only the metal spine was still standing, but there were also many small holes on the surface of the metal spine. If time continued to pass, the metal spine would The fracture of the spine is only a matter of time.

The hands were corroded to varying degrees. Aimu did not expect that such a tough alchemical alloy would be unable to resist Alice's devouring.

However, alchemical alloy can only resist attacks on the physical level, and is not immune to attacks directly targeting the "Soul of Cold Iron".

Continuing to look upward, Aimu found that his chest was also broken. Under the metal shell, he could see the dark inside of the chest and the shimmering perpetual core floating on the surface of the alchemical heart. Lots of red fluff and shiny rhizomes.

Aimu guessed that the current phenomenon of time stasis may be caused by the fantasy species, and Alice's erosion triggered the backtracking of time.

Then... I'm still going to die.

Aimu's own ether was completely destroyed by Alice's plunder. Once the Utopia Seed is activated, it will inevitably consume its own philosopher's stone.

Everything will happen again, but Aimu will die.

Aimu fell silent. She looked behind her. She could see Boluogo who was submerged in flesh and blood. He only had one hand and half of his face exposed. Aimu could see his angry eyes. , like roaring something.

Seeing Boluogo like this, Aimu felt a strange sense of satisfaction in his heart. The individual's will was cared about and recognized by others. This was an extremely rare feeling for Aimu.

"I read similar passages in books. Some people no longer fear death after experiencing certain things."

Aimu's voice was relaxed, as if he was telling Boluogo to listen. Even though Boluogo couldn't hear anything now, Aimu felt that he had said it, and he had said it.

"Because they know that even if cold death comes, somewhere in their hearts, there will still be a little warmth that will continue to comfort their souls."

Aimu felt that she had received this comfort, and she had no fear of what happened next.

She was relieved, and there was only quiet peace in her heart. Aimu liked this feeling, no longer troubled by worries, no longer sad or happy.

The only regret is that Aimu still didn't want to sacrifice Alice's philosopher's stone in the end.

Aimu knew from the beginning that he was just borrowing the will born from this philosopher's stone. Everything he had now was borrowed from a deceased person.

Being able to enjoy this short time is already a supreme gift to Aimu, and he cannot usurp the last soul of the dying person.

Aimu thought about his thoughts, and slowly stretched his hand into his chest, grabbing the heart that was entangled with flesh and blood.

The last line of defense of the Perpetual Core has not yet been breached, and Alice's Philosopher's Stone is still in a safe state.

"Why are you doing this?"

A deep voice sounded, and Aimu looked around cautiously, and then she found the source of the voice.

At the core of this flesh-and-blood devouring, the head held high by one hand was looking at Aimu. She had a face similar to Aimu, with smooth and fair skin filled with the vitality of a girl, and a beautiful smile slowly revealed.

"Why did you save him? Wouldn't it be better to let him die?" the hanging head asked.

Aimu didn't respond. She looked straight at Alice, somewhat difficult to understand what was happening at this moment.

Aimu thought this was an anomaly caused by the Utopian species going back in time, so she prepared to take off the Perpetual Core to protect the Philosopher's Stone from being consumed.

But in her own time rewind, Alice actually spoke. She was no longer a monster, but a consciousness that could communicate.

"This...isn't time going back?"

Aimu quickly noticed this problem and looked at Alice with a bit of horror. The ulterior secret emerged in his mind and dealt a heavy blow.

"You're not Alice."

Alice is dead. Her body has become the carrier of the immortal heart and evolved into the monster she is today. Her soul is in her chest, maintaining the continuation of Aimu.

The other party is definitely not Alice, just some monster relying on Alice's body, some evil and crazy will.

"Does it matter who I am?"

Alice let out bursts of laughter, and the raised arms dragged Alice back into the darkness. The next moment, the flesh and blood around Aimu began to squirm, and then a familiar face emerged from under the flesh and blood. Alice travels between flesh and blood, easily appearing in every corner.

Aimu tried to retreat, but then she found that she had lost control of her body again. She could only stand stiffly in place, letting Alice get closer and utter those blasphemous words.

"It doesn't matter who I am, Aimu."

Alice looked at Aimu with a smile. A pale and slender arm stretched out from the flesh and blood under her feet. It extended all the way to Aimu's body, gently stroking her cheek.

The cold touch reached deep into his consciousness. Aimu's eyes were completely attracted by Alice, and he couldn't even blink and move away.

"You only need to know one thing, Aimu."

Alice said, peeling off the head from the flesh, lifting it up with another arm, and placing it in front of Aimu.

With the lips closed up and down, Aimu could see the sharp teeth and sticky blood clots, and could even smell the fishy breath beyond the limits of the body.

"I am the only being who has reached out to you."

Alice smiled, promising a bright future to Aimu, stretched out her hand to reverse fate, and waited for Aimu's response.

It's time to make a choice.