Endless Debt

On the noisy and gray battlefield, the etheric reaction of the third Glorious One rose from the ground, like another blazing sun rising.

The figure in the first seat froze in mid-air, and his body seemed to be strangled by a big invisible hand. With the force of the invisible hand, the bones began to be crushed bit by bit, deformed violently, and made a painful clicking sound. Blood flowed in the body. Rolling, violently impacting every blood vessel, washing the internal organs, splashing out from the wounds, drying up like a water bag with holes.

Like a slow and cruel execution, the limbs of the first seat were twisted and deformed, the muscles were winding like poisonous snakes, the face was pale, there were only painful moans and miasma-filled madness in the eyes, and the sounds of broken bones kept coming from the ears. There were sounds, and terrifying cries of flesh and blood being pulled, and a thick smell of blood filled the air.

First Xi could feel that the fire of his life was rapidly fading, and he was teetering on the edge of collapse. He tried to resist, but the power of the Glory One also expanded and exploded. The power from the Scarlet Matron also rolled in his intestines and stomach. Now that it was twisted Ten bones, then a hundred bones will multiply.

Unknowingly, the first seat had gradually lost its human form, and instead turned into a savagely growing creature of flesh and blood, forcibly breaking free from the shackles of the invisible hand.

Looking at the creeping, crazy and terrifying figure, Boluogo thought of the evil in this world buried deep under the great rift.

The first seat's body deformed, and the rapidly expanding muscles ruthlessly compressed the bright red blood vessels, causing them to bloom with screams. He almost completely lost his mind, bared his teeth and claws, and his teeth and nails became sharper and sharper as they deformed.

"Xilin!"

The voice of venom and resentment floated from the blood-stained throat, and his call was like a spirit of speech, completely awakening the resurrected god.

The first seat didn't understand, let alone accept it, "How could you possibly do that? How could it be possible!"

The person who was supposed to die appeared in front of him again. The first seat knew exactly what this meant. The person who was most likely to overthrow the royal family was back.

But...but he has obviously been dead for so long...

The first seat recalled the cross sword light and the person he killed casually. The body was lying not far away, and the blood seemed to have flowed out and gathered into a small pool of blood.

"What did he do!" the first seat asked suspiciously.

The marble sculpture-like face gradually got rid of the stiff coldness. After a short period of adaptation, Xilin once again took control of the body and regained the power of the Glorious One.

Xilin shook his head and did not answer the first seat's question. He raised the corners of his cold mouth and revealed a bloodthirsty smile.

"Long time no see," Xilin said, "First seat."

Xilin responded with a roar from the first seat. The first seat simply gave up on the Order Bureau's side and brandished the Soul Repenting Sword and stabbed Xilin with a roar.

The year-old fog surged up wildly, and the continuous fog tide pushed forward like a tsunami, swallowing up the earth in an instant. Even solid rocks swayed into dust at the moment of contact, and the diffuse dust smoke quickly pushed forward and turned into The iron wall of death advanced.

There were faint sounds mixed in the mist, sometimes like humming low sounds, sometimes like beast-like roars. One after another, illusory, ghost-like figures appeared in the fog, waving swords, guns, swords and halberds, slashing. Everything in its path, whether steel or flesh, will decay into a handful of dust.

Xilin took steps toward the mist tide. This body had been floating in the container for too long, and his muscles were a little stiff. He needed some time to adapt.

The first step, the second step, the third step...

Xilin's steps gradually became more stable, from being light and fluttery at first, as if he might fall at any moment, to the point where every step he took was as heavy as a rock.

Also rising together is the power that is constantly being awakened.

Gift·Incarnation.

Coming from the power of the jealous Leviathan, it can make Xilin's own soul freely exchange with the souls of others, provided that others devote themselves.

This is a gift that allows Xilin to gain immortality, and it is also a secret power that allows Xilin to fake death and avoid everyone's sight.

Sometimes Xilin would think that the gift he received seemed to have been designed by Leviathan and was a foreshadowing for what was happening now.

The foundation that forms a Sublime One is exactly what is often mentioned in the "Golden Discourse" and is even the underlying foundation of all transcendent knowledge.

The trinity of body, mind and spirit.

The alchemical matrix is ​​born based on this structure. It is engraved in the soul, mapped on the body, and controlled by the will of the soul.

The disorder of the body, mind, and spirit will cause the secret energy to fall into silence. This also limits Xilin's inability to use the secret energy when he is in the incarnation state and can only use external objects.

Now, as the blood-moving sword splits the winding path, he controls Gray's body, and the moment he touches his own body, the long-lost soul finally returns to its homeland.

After many years, Xilin's body, mind, and soul were put together again, and the trinity awakened the long-dormant power of power and control.

Aimu noticed the high concentration of ether that almost turned into substance and overwhelmed reality. The cylinder affected the ether of heaven and earth. The illusory energy began to materialize at this moment. They turned into countless lines of light. Falling down to Xilin's body in a spiral shape.

If the ether gathered into a storm here, then Xilin was in the eye of the storm.

Aimu couldn't help but exclaimed, "Overlord Xilin..."

A figure rushed towards Aimu quickly, picked her up and carried her on his shoulders. Only after his vision became clear did Aimu see clearly that he was being carried by Nathaniel, and on the other side was the bloody uncle. Logo and Jeffrey trudged behind them.

"We can't stay here anymore."

As Nathaniel spoke, he led the two of them to the edge of the battlefield, where Palmer and Lebius were waiting for them. Palmer seemed to be the least injured among them, to be precise. It was said that he was not injured at all. At the height of the battle, this lucky man was bumping around in the fog.

"Wow! Bologo!"

Palmer marveled at Bologo's injuries. Even if he was an undead, this look was too miserable, but compared with Lebius, Bologo was nothing.

Lebius fell to the ground, his breath was weak. Although he was not dead, he had little chance of life. An ordinary person would have fainted at this time, but he forced his eyes open and watched Xilin's return. And the fury of the first seat.

"Yes, that's it, Lebius, witness all this."

The evil voice lingered in his ears. At this moment, beside Lebius, Belphegor was squatting here. He straightened Lebius's head, opened his eyelids, and forced him to look at all this. . Only Lebius seemed to be aware of Belphegor's presence.

Nethaniel raised his head and watched Xilin's actions, his expression was covered by the lion mask, and he said nothing.

The fog wave invaded Xilin like a torrent, but Xilin seemed to have an invisible sharp knife in front of him, easily splitting the rolling fog. Many ghosts roared and slashed in the fog, but Xilin's body The image is surrounded by an invisible barrier. Once the mist gets close to the cylinder, it will be disturbed by strong repulsion and cannot move forward even half a minute.

Xilin's eyes burned, and massive ether burned within the alchemical matrix. He was like a machine that had been dormant for a long time, roaring into action, vowing to crush everything on the road.

The shuddering power was released from Xilin's body, and the terrifying ripples hit the surroundings heavily, driving the dust.

As the cylinder advanced, the ground around it began to squirm strangely. A wisp of dust suddenly separated from the fine smoke and rolled towards the cylinder. The next moment, the whole land shook, and countless dust rose up. It is several meters high, with billions of particles suspended.

Xilin waved his hand, and billions of particles gathered together, turning into wisps of dark lines that wrapped around Xilin's body. They were countless tiny iron slags separated from the soil dust. Under the control and forging, the iron slag melted into one body and was shaped into a strong iron armor covering Xilin's naked body.

Amidst the clanging sound of iron, more and more scales and armor were covered. They were piled up layer by layer to create an armor with a cold glow. The metal was covered with cracks, like cracked ice. And in the cracks, there was an almost gilded light flowing.

The first one rushed out from the sea of ​​fog with a hoarse long cry. The sound of the Soul Confession reached its limit. The music bombarded Xilin's body, but it had no effect at all. Xilin just wrinkled. He frowned, as if he felt a sting.

He spread his palms and made a stop motion, and then a huge repulsive force engulfed the first seat. He was stagnant in mid-air, unable to move forward even half a minute.

A hoarse voice sounded from the throat of the first seat, "Xilin..."

Xilin still had that indifferent smile, his eyes were empty and unfocused, as if he was looking to a more distant place.

A sharp sword light suddenly rolled up in the sea of ​​fog. It shattered the sound barrier, and with a roaring sound, it directly traversed the body of the first seat.

A wound as big as a bowl pierced through the deformed body in the first seat. The flesh and blood inside was squeezed into dirty blood, and the bones shattered into dust. After the ear-piercing whistle, the sword light began to slow down and turn back, heading towards it again. He stabbed at the first seat angrily.

This time, the first seat swung the soul-repenting sword, and the sword blades collided together, which stopped the sword from stabbing. It was also at this time that the first seat saw clearly that the sword blade was the immovable sword. sword.

The Immovable Sword was shaken away and rotated at high speed in mid-air. At the same time, another roar approached the first seat. Looking at the first seat, a fiery sea burned through the sea of ​​fog.

It was as if a burning fireball was falling towards him. The extremely high speed instantly stretched the flame, drawing a blazing light across the entire sea of ​​fog.

Wherever the bolide went, the high temperature instantly boiled the air, creating a terrifying pressure wave. It also broke through the sound barrier, and with a loud and ear-piercing sound, it quickly approached the first seat.

As the bolide approaches, the surrounding environment and objects suffer a devastating blow, producing a large number of sparks and light points, triggering a series of explosions and flashes.

The first seat gathered the mist of seizing the year, and the torrent collided with the bolide. The thick white mist completely enveloped the fireworks like sea water. The etheric reaction of the Glorious One fully wielded the secret energy, accelerating the decay of the fireworks. This fatal fire meteor was barely suppressed, but when the fireworks were extinguished, the familiar sword blade broke through the fog.

The first seat remembers this sword, the Supreme Secret Sword, the Sword of Core Flame.

He didn't understand that the Supreme Secret Sword should be worn beside the Shadow King. When he beheaded the Shadow King, the First Officer searched around and did not find the Supreme Secret Sword. He thought that the Shadow King was trying to prevent himself from getting it. , throwing it into the great chasm.

The Shadow King, the Sword of Core Flame, the figure in the light of the cross sword, the return of Xilin...

One piece of broken information emerged in the first seat's mind. The first seat felt that he seemed to have grasped a certain key, but the information escaped from his grasp like a butterfly.

The first seat didn't have time to think so much. He held a pure ether sword, and the dazzling light split the core flame sword. After a brief roll, the core flame sword stabilized the blade, and as the ether moved, Infused, the flame enveloped the blade again.

The hot metal made a sizzling sound. It intertwined with the Immovable Sword, turned back, and was suspended behind the cylinder. In addition to these two sword blades, there were two other sword blades floating in the cylinder. Behind him, these are the weapons that Gray left to Xilin, namely the Sword of Blood Movement and the Sword of Silence.

The four secret swords' blades faced outward, slowly rotating around Xi Lin's back, like a halo composed of sword blades. The blades were filled with the power of ether, each arousing their own abilities, igniting fireworks and space. A sense of dislocation, highly toxic corrosion, cold and absolute metal.

At this moment, Xilin seemed to have really turned into a god. He raised his hand and pressed down, and the cracked earth collapsed instantly and turned into fine quicksand. There were screams, roars, roaring winds, collapse sounds, and quicksand scraping against metal. The rustling sound...

The sound of carving up rocks impacted everyone's eardrums, and after the sandstorm collapsed, a dark abyss was revealed.

The ground beneath his feet disappeared, and at the same time, a huge amount of gravity pressed on the first seat, forcing him and Xilin to fall into the abyss.

The abyss continued to collapse toward the outside world, and it slowly stopped until it reached where Boluogo and others were, drawing a neat and perfect circle.

In this dark abyss, the power of the Glorious One was released without reservation. The burning glow of ether illuminated the darkness like the scorching sun. The light rushed out of the abyss, and the gilded light turned the abyss into a burning volcano. Mouth, deadly lava is ready to strike.

In the falling darkness, the first person opened his hand, and the long and narrow bone claws like blades were nailed into the cliff, tearing up an unknown number of rocks. His fall stabilized, but at the other end of the dust, the blazing fireball The collision formed a blazing red fire tail, getting brighter and bigger, and chaos arose at the moment of contact. The scorching flames swallowed up everything and scorched every inch of combustible material.

In the aftermath of the explosion, First Seat jumped out quickly, but the Core Flame Sword still followed closely behind him.

The sword blade was in a burning state, grabbing the oxygen and fuel in the air, forming a blazing flame. This flame fell as fast as a meteor, extremely fast, and fell from the first seat in the blink of an eye. It passed by, leaving a terrible scar that quickly burned on his body.

The air was burned by the high-temperature flames into a lightning-like brilliance, forming a bright trajectory. The trajectory showed extremely bright light spots, illuminating all the darkness.

The light was fleeting, and the Immovable Sword came through the air, strangling the first seat again. During the rapid fall, the first seat struggled to deal with it, and finally he crashed straight into the hesitating fork in the road.

This twisted building complex built on the cliff has been affected too many times by continuous battles. There are rapidly decaying corpses everywhere. There are constant trembling sounds, and one building after another slides down into the sea of ​​fog below.

Before the first seater could stand up, a bloody cross sword light bloomed behind him. The moment he turned around, the scarlet blood-shifting sword pierced his chest. Xilin made a pinching movement out of thin air. The first seater The entire arm was directly squeezed and twisted by the huge force, and exploded into a bloody ball with the sound of bones shattering.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

The first seat kept cursing. He didn't understand why the situation turned out like this, just like he still couldn't understand why Xilin was resurrected.

The scarred No. 1 faced Xi Lin, who was full of anger and in peak condition. The outcome was already clear.

Xilin drew out the blood-shifting sword. As the cross-sword light behind him dissipated, Xilin struck out a cross-sword light again on the first seat. The blood-colored light disturbed the winding path, and the dislocation of space directly cut open He cut off the bone armor on the first seat and chopped it into pieces.

The first person's eyes were red, and the age-taking fog tried to expand and sweep through Xilin, but Xilin strode directly into the cross sword light that split his chest, and appeared at the other end of the hesitating fork in the road.

Gray's strength is still too weak, and he is not enough to mobilize the full power of this contract object.

Xilin looked at the embarrassed first seat from a distance, and waved his hand. After a burst of squeaking sounds, the entire cliff behind the first seat began to break. Tens of thousands of tons of boulders collapsed and fell, directly crushing the standing ruins and smashing them. A corner of the wandering fork in the road has been cut off.

The place was almost reduced to ruins, but Xilin felt that was not enough.

First Xiang emerged from the ruins, and then he saw the fireworks falling from the sky. The Core Flame Sword cut the air at an astonishing speed, breaking the sound barrier and producing a deafening sound.

It hit the ruins hard, producing a series of explosions and fires. The shock wave even exploded into a vague fireball, and countless sparks flew everywhere.

The first seat became exhausted. Even with the gift from the devil, it was difficult to maintain the scarred body, not to mention that most of his own ether had been consumed in the continuous battles.

Suddenly, the first seat began to wonder whether this was a killing plan aimed at him. There were already enough glorious people here today.

When he was thinking like this, the top of his head suddenly became dark, and then a huge boulder fell like a meteorite. The first Xi's sword split open the boulder, but among the boulders, there were countless tens of millions of tons of boulders surrounding them. Next to Xilin, following Xilin's will, they smashed into the first seat one after another, beating him to the point of gasping for breath, and also smashing Wandering Cha Road full of holes.

"Xilin!"

Amidst the roaring impact, the first seat's pleading sounded, and he prostrated on the ground.

"I surrender to you...I surrender to you..."

Xilin looked at him indifferently, the cross sword light flashed, and he arrived in front of the first seat from a distance. Seeing his appearance, Xilin suddenly laughed.

At the same time, the first seat burst out, and his chest split open. A bloody arm stretched out from it, holding the sword of soul confession, and stabbed towards Xilin's heart. The tip of the sword almost touched Xilin's heart. The armor was gone, but it hovered there, unable to move any further.

Xilin opened his hand and made a stop motion. The terrifying power of control built an invisible high wall, impervious to water and fire, and invisible to swords.

"I've wanted to do this for a long time, first seat."

Xilin's voice was clear and without any emotion, but the content of what he said was stained with blood.

"My rage, my blade, I have been bound for too long."

The gilded light lingered in Xilin's pupils, and his expression was extremely angry. Xilin seemed to want to say something more, but he shook his head and left a casual sentence.

"Forget it, you need to say beautiful words when you wear the crown. Now all I need is...action."

Xilin pushed the first seat away. The first seat felt as if he had been hit head-on by a train. The whole person crashed through the walls and buildings, and was directly punched into the mid-air outside the hesitating fork in the road. .

In the last scene of the field of vision, the halo of the sword blade behind Xilin cracked, and the secret swords struck at high speed one after another. At the same time, the alchemical matrix was reflected on Xilin's body surface.

Secret Energy·Kingdom Territory.

After many years, the first seat saw this powerful power again.

The body of the first seat was stagnant in mid-air. The first thing that caught his eye was the Immovable Sword. The extremely strong sword body completely absorbed the terrifying power of Xilin. In an instant, he galloped to the front. The first seat was here. At that time, he could no longer keep up with Xilin's speed, and the Immovable Sword penetrated the chest of the first seat, stabbed out from the back, and pierced his entire chest.

Blood spurted outwards, and discarded broken bones, fragments of internal organs, and stuck-together tissues spilled out like dumped garbage, gathering into a bloody and foul-smelling mixture of congestion.

Before the body could heal itself, the core flame sword slashed across the waist and abdomen of the first seat, embedded in the spine, and then ignited a raging fire. Like a cruel torture, the first seat instantly turned into a ball of fire.

From moans to screams, from cries to curses, howls and roars intertwined and echoed in the hot air.

A bloody light suddenly appeared, and the blood-shifting sword penetrated the first seat's shoulder from top to bottom, cutting off most of his cheek. The exposed flesh and blood squirmed like a fish at the incision, and then stopped moving. The sword struck again, penetrating from the back, and the tip of the sword protruded from the throat, making a blood-curdling gasping sound.

Three secret swords were embedded in the flesh and blood that grew wantonly in the first seat. He tried to resist, but a loud rumbling sound came from far and near, mixed with many strange sounds, full of uneasiness.

Amid the tremors, everything on the hesitating fork in the road was destroyed. The buildings were broken into bricks, slabs, steel bars, concrete blocks...all the deformed waste materials were piled up together, and they were entangled into giant pythons with deformed heads walking through.

As it devoured more and more buildings, the size of the giant python also expanded rapidly. Cables were entangled in the gaps, raising dense and glowing glass slag. The snake's head was raised high, covered with various Materials of different colors, shapes, and sizes make it look like a giant puzzle from a distance.

Xilin took full control of the buildings on Wandering Fork Road, and he had long wanted to smash this place to pieces.

The surface of the python is covered with protruding horns, sharp edges, and depressions of varying depths, creating a disturbing visual effect. Whenever it crawls, these materials collide, rub, and squeeze against each other. , making loud and muffled sounds, giving people a feeling of chaos, disorder, and terror.

Like the incarnation of hesitation on a fork in the road.

Through this chaotic appearance, you can see that there are some large concrete bricks and steel bars inside the python. They are like the skeleton of the python, supporting the entire body shape.

The giant python opened its mouth and pounced on the first seat. The first seat tried to move his body. The suppression force from the secret energy imprisoned him. The secret swords also restricted his flesh and bones. The first seat could move on the giant python. Seeing those once-splendid ceramic tile fragments, their bright patterns seemed extremely lonely and incongruous in this sinister environment.

The giant python hit the first seat, and in an instant it was like countless sharp swords cut through his body, swaying into pieces behind him and falling into the sea of ​​mist.

Xilin started to draw the bow. He didn't have a bow in his hand, but he had a sword of silence contaminated with devil's poison. The contaminated, almost pitch-black blade spun at high speed beside Xilin.

The sword of silence came out of the string.

The high-speed rotation of the blade leaves an obvious spiral trace in the air. The air flow is sheared by the rotation of the blade, forming disturbance and resistance. The air is squeezed and the blade passes through to form a vortex.

The scream was high and clear. For a brief moment, the scream was drowned by the sound of the wind.

The broken masonry cut the first seat into pieces, but under the protection of the devil, he could always survive until the sword of silence penetrated his heart, until the fierce poison from the devil soaked into his mind.

Mammon gave Gray poison to help him kill the Glorious Ones. The blade did fulfill its duty, but it was not Silin that it killed.

The face of the first person became pale, the eye circles became dark, the blood was soaked, and the capillaries turned into thick pitch black, densely covered on the pale body.

"Xilin..."

The first seat wanted to say something else, but he couldn't say anything.

Xilin opened his clenched fists, and the first seat's body began to squirm violently. He could feel force coming from all directions, pulling his body. The next second, he felt like a crab being eaten by a school of fish. , all the deformed limbs were torn off, the broken bones were exposed, and the internal organs were scattered.

The huge force crushed the flesh and blood, tore open his chest, shattered his rib cage, severed the tendons, shredded the intestines, and even pulled out the head and the entire spine, leaving the rugged bones There was blood on it.

The scattered forces began to gather together, and they squeezed towards the core, as if a tiny point appeared in the residual body. This point burst out with terrifying gravity, and the twisted flesh and blood was compressed into a bloody sphere.

The sphere exploded, and all the blood, flesh, bones, tendons, etc. on the first seat turned into a rain of blood and fell into the depths of the sea of ​​fog.

The scattered Soul Confession Sword was controlled by Xi Lin. It turned back and suspended behind Xi Lin, surrounded by other sword blades, turning into a ring of sword blades exuding sharpness.

"Thank you for your hospitality over the years, Mammon."

Xilin turned his head and glanced at the hesitant fork in the road, then stood up and rushed into the clouds and mist above. Shortly after the Xilin disappeared, the earth shook and the mountains shook. All the cliffs around the big fissure collapsed inward, and a series of huge rocks fell on the hesitant. On the fork in the road, the deformed lump was completely eradicated bit by bit.

The power of the Glorious One broke out of the abyss, and Bologg raised his head. He saw the being with the halo of the sword. The cold, golden eyes also fell into Bologg's eyes, and he looked at him.

Xilin whispered the name, "Bologo Lazarus."

The golden eyes revealed complex emotions for the first time, but before Xilin could make any more moves, a sound came from far away, as if it sounded from the sky.

"It's time for you to leave, Overlord."

Xilin raised his head following the voice. At some point, the plague of decline and the fog that took away the age slowly dispersed, revealing a narrow blue corner of the sky.

The man was clearly high in the sky, but he was walking slowly as if on flat ground, with countless cyclones riding on his soles.

Xilin did not speak, but gave Boluogo a serious look, turned around and split a cross of sword light. When the sword light was extinguished, he also disappeared, leaving only a few seriously injured people lying on the ground, feeling The silence after destruction.

A deathly silence hung over the abyss.