Endless Debt

Boluogo's head hurt a little. His original intention today was just to ask Sere to see if he could get some useful information from him. Sere was very resistant and went straight into the room and fell asleep. They stood up, followed by Weier and Bode, who talked about some strange things about "breath".

Regarding this part, Boluogo was already a little confused about the situation. Sai Zong's invitation followed closely, like a continuous heavy hammer, chipping away at common sense bit by bit.

The Eye of Eternal Wrath? The sin of rage?

The information Sai Zong talked about was very simple. It was just a title, a name, and the ownership of a power. But this simple information, after passing through Boluogo's brain, was interpreted by him into countless complex possibilities and a single event. The line of development diverges into countless lines at this moment, like a lush giant tree, and every branch is an unknown possibility.

"I wanted to keep hiding it, just like I did in the past years."

Boluogo walked into the darkness, Sai Zong's voice rang in his ears, and then the door behind Boluogo closed, and absolute darkness enveloped everything.

"Have I caught your attention?" Borlog asked into the darkness.

"Yeah, but to be precise, it's the aura on your body."

Breath, breath again.

"Is this related to the Saw Axe?" Boluogo didn't understand. "It's just a weird contract object."

"It's more than just a contract."

Sai Zong's voice sounded directly from behind Boluo Ge, very close at hand.

At the same time as the voice sounded, Sai Zong patted Boluogo's shoulder lightly. The moment Boluogo turned his head, the darkness around him dispersed and his vision became completely bright.

Sai Zong still had a cold face, wearing that funny doll costume, and was incompatible with everything around him, but the more he looked like this, the more Bologo became aware of the moodiness and weirdness of the devil and the undead.

Seeing that the surroundings were getting brighter, Boluogo looked around. He guessed that this should be Sezon's room, but when the scene really came into view, Boluogo couldn't help but hold his breath.

There are no familiar luxurious decorations, and there is no big bed room enough to sleep several people. The floor Boluogo stepped on was not the polished marble floor, but the rough gray bricks. There were flickering candles all around, and the light was barely visible. It reflects the outline of things, but cannot clear away the darkness in the corners.

"Is this your room?"

Bologger breathed, and a faint musty smell hit his nose, indicating that this place had been stored for many years. On the high stone walls, some gray stains slowly spread from the top, revealing the ruthlessness of the years. Destroy.

"An armory?"

While Boluogo asked questions, his eyes scanned many objects.

In the middle of the armory is a huge exhibition stand. It is forged from metal inlaid with gold. It is extremely gorgeous in shape. Armor and helmets with slightly dull colors are clustered around it. Many of the helmets have Feathers and additional decorations, they have been cared for clean and shiny, without any rust, just scratches and scars that bear witness to their glory.

Rows of long cabinets were placed under the stone wall. Spears and spearheads were inserted into the shelves, and the light hit the blades. They were connected together to form an endless spectrum on the gray stone wall.

For a fetishist like Burlogo, this was paradise for him.

Looking up, there are many swords and firearms hanging on the tall walls. These weapons played different roles in different historical periods.

Some swords are engraved with crosses and icons, indicating that they were once used to defend faith and churches, and were wielded by knights in major battles. Some firearms are printed with royal emblems and marks of the Knights, proving that they have participated in the vast world. Various battles on the land bear witness to bravery and loyalty.

Boluogo murmured, "These are your collection."

"They are not artifacts, but weapons that are truly stained with blood throughout history."

Mentioning these collections, Sai Zong's mood rarely changed, as if he was proud.

For a moment, Boluogo actually forgot about the conversation he had just had with Sai Zong and the information about the Sin of Wrath. As if he was tempted, he reached out and touched each of the exhibits.

Then on the stacked weapons, Boluogo saw the weapon on the top of the pyramid.

It was not some kind of gorgeous and deadly sword blade, nor was it a spear that could penetrate all armor, but a pile of scattered rough stone artifacts.

A stone hammer made of rough wood and stone, a stone spearhead sharpened to a sharp point, and a stone knife with a sharp edge.

The destructive power of these extremely primitive weapons is extremely pitiful, and they are not even considered to be handicrafts, but they are placed on top of the weapons.

"This is not a weapons collection room."

As if he could understand what Sai Zong was thinking, Boluogo looked at Sai Zong suddenly and asked, "What is collected here is 'war'."

Sai Zong smiled with satisfaction. For him, such an emotional change was extremely rare.

As if to verify the correctness of Boluogo's conjecture, the light of the candle became much brighter, and the originally dark corners became clearer.

Boluogo saw stone cannonballs and small artillery. They were generally short and hung on the wall with iron hooks tied to the barrels. His line of sight continued to extend, and the space seemed to be distorted. The armory suddenly became endless and dark. As the tide subsided, rows of field artillery, tanks, and bombers were revealed...

"It is said that this is the first weapon made since the birth of mankind."

Sai Zong looked up at those rough stone weapons. He then lowered his head and said to Boluogo, "The Saw Axe is more than just a contract object. Compared to the overly general summary of a contract object, I prefer it. category naming.

Source crime armed. "

Boluogo felt a little stinging in his mind, "I don't understand what you said, Sai Zong."

"It doesn't matter, I will explain it to you slowly."

Sai Zong said, casually pulling out a sharp sword from the pile of swords. He suddenly said, "Do you know? This sword once left a wound on the Night King's body."

"The weapons that can appear here not only represent the evolutionary history of human warfare, but also represent their achievements in history." Boluogo whispered.

"Yes, so I really want to collect your weapons. I will definitely put them in a distinguished position." Sai Zong shook his head. "It's a pity that you are an immortal."

Sai Zong snapped his fingers, and the surrounding light suddenly dimmed. Boluogo felt an irresistible force coming and pushed him to the ground. Just when he was about to fall, the invisible chair stabilized. The ground caught him.

The pale light fell down, illuminating Sai Zong who was sitting opposite Boluogo.

"Each devil represents an original sin, and this original sin will also be the authority they hold. I think you should have a clear understanding of this when facing different protections."

Bologg nodded and talked about the secrets of the devil. Bologg looked forward to the next development.

"These original sins are closely related to human beings themselves, even closely connected, like the reflection in a mirror," Sai Zong continued. "As long as they produce a steady stream of sins, the devils themselves will be satisfied, just like robbing souls."

"Devils with different original sins will use his own methods to harvest such sins." Boluogo was very smart, and he immediately thought of all the things he had experienced before.

The wandering fork in the road will infinitely expand people's desires, the Happy Garden promises ultimate happiness, and the House of the Rising Sun is full of eternal laziness...

"Yes, but some sins can be eliminated through the restraint of the will, and some sins are difficult to restrain in the human heart, such as anger, jealousy, and arrogance. They are like innate and have become human bad qualities. Sometimes, they are not at all There is no need for deliberate harvesting before they overflow in the world.”

Sai Zong said step by step, "But the devils will not be satisfied. They prefer active plundering rather than passive harvesting."

Bologo suddenly thought of a sentence, "The history of mankind is the history of war."

Sai Zong then affirmed, "The most sinful karma that war can inspire is rage."

It has been many years since Sai Zong told anyone so many words in one go, let alone telling these secret stories. His mind relaxed slightly and condensed again.

"Devils hold the power of original sin and are driven by it. This greatly affects their own personalities and preferences. You should also understand this."

Mammon's greed, Belphegor's laziness, Asmodeus's pursuit of sensory stimulation, Leviathan doesn't know what he is jealous of...

"The same is true for the Eye of Eternal Wrath, but compared to other devils, because of the power of original sin, he is obviously a very difficult person to get along with."

Talking about Eyes of Eternal Wrath, Sai Zong suddenly felt relaxed, as if he was missing an old friend with a bad temper.

"To be precise, this guy can't communicate with people at all. He is in a state of rage all the time, like a wildfire in the wilderness, engulfing anyone and anything wantonly.

Because of this, it is obvious that the Eye of Eternal Wrath cannot choose its debtors. The first sight of a mortal will cause him to tear the living being into pieces due to his violent source of sin. "

As Sai Zong narrated, the fragmented information gradually pieced together in Boluogo's mind, and he gradually realized the nature of the Saw Ax and Origin Sin Arms.

Devils are all kinds of weird and weird.

"He separated his power into many fragments and poured it into each weapon.

The weapon that is the source of sin.

He scattered these weapons of origin of sin in the world. Anyone who gets these weapons will gain the power of the Eyes of Eternal Wrath. They will become infinitely powerful and immortal in a hundred battles. They will gain honor in the blood and killing. The same , this power will also invade their sanity little by little, until they turn into pure killing machines.

In order to vent their greater anger, they will start a series of wars to please the Eye of Eternal Wrath. "

Sai Zong's voice became softer, "It can be said that anyone who holds the Origin Sin Arms can be regarded as the debtor of the Eye of Eternal Wrath. Their killings, conquests, and blood sacrifices are all debts to the soul of the Eye of Eternal Wrath." Sacrifice.”

Burning anger flashed through Boluogo's mind.

"The saw-axe is also a weapon of origin?"

Boluogo was amused by this absurd reality, "In other words, I am also the debtor of the Eye of Eternal Wrath? There is no blood contract. As long as I kill with that weapon, I can become his believer. His debtor?"

It's really weird. The more he thinks about it, the more Bologo feels something is wrong. The Eye of Eternal Wrath, which has clearly started countless wars and feeds on people's rage, has actually created the completely opposite country of the Undead Club.

There is no endless killing here, but only absolute peace.

There is also Sai Zong, the guy who claims to be the chosen one of the Eyes of Eternal Wrath. Recalling his various funny performances, it is really difficult for Boluogo to associate him with this terrible identity.

Sometimes I really don’t understand what the devils are thinking.

"I'm a little confused," Boluogo said with a headache, as if he was asking himself questions. "Saizong suddenly spoke to me and told me the truth about the Undead Club and the devil he is loyal to..."

"According to the past, I would kill you and then take back the Sin weapon, but you are my member and my friend. I can't do this." Sai Zong's tone was very cold, and there was no way to tell whether the two of them were from each other. The feeling of being a friend.

"Kill me?" Boluogo didn't understand even more. "According to the power of the Eye of Eternal Wrath, you should encourage me to create more killings, right?"

In a brief moment just now, Boluogo thought about what Sai Zong might say. He hoped that he would pick up this weapon and rely on the long life of the undead to carry out eternal killing sacrifices. But now it seems that, Sai Zong wanted to stop this instead.

peaceful.

The words of the previous conversation flashed through Boluogo's mind, and then he remembered the blessings and curses. Those who were protected were often troubled by curses, which made them miserable.

Boluogo once thought that such a curse only happened to the protected ones, until the reality shattered, what Irwin had said to Asmode, and the information stated in the paper Irwin left.

It may be that not only the protected ones desire the opposite, but also the devils.

The angry man never has peace, so he longs for peace.

"Continue, Sai Zong." Boluogo listened to his words carefully.

"Just like the undead will be tired of the long eternity, the devil will also be tired in this endless hell." Sai Zong tried his best to omit past stories. It seemed that he didn't really want to mention them. "I and Eternal The Eyes of Wrath fought together for hundreds and thousands of years, until one day, he rarely calmed down and told me that he longed for peace."

"I am more like a friend than a master or a servant. After all, I am his only real debtor and the chosen one."

Sai Zong continued, "In order to realize his wish and obtain true peace, he handed over most of his power to me, and I also created this land to accommodate him and let him sleep."

"I don't understand. Will the devil be tired of this kind of thing?" Boluogo asked doubtfully.

Sai Zong took a deep look at Boluogo. He wanted to say something, but stopped. He just said to Boluogo, "Sooner or later, you will understand."

"Continuing our story, after the Eye of Eternal Wrath falls into sleep, I want to ensure that no one can disturb him. For this reason, the Undead Club is independent from the world, but this is not enough..."

Sai Zong's voice stopped, and Bologo also guessed the reason at this time, "Those Origin Sin Arms, as long as those weapons are still devouring blood, there will be a steady stream of sacrifices being offered to the Eye of Eternal Wrath. He There will be no peace.”

"Yes, so I spent a long time recovering these Origin Sin Arms. For a while, I also regarded it as a qualification for membership registration. Only the undead who recovered a Origin Sin Arm were eligible to join. Here, of course, in order to bury these secrets forever, no one in the Undead Club will remember anything related to the Source Sin Arms."

"When I joined, there was no such requirement."

Sai Zong said, "Because the Undead Club is just a gathering place for you now. You have not truly retired. Moreover, most of the Source Sin Arms have been successfully recovered."

"But there are still a few pieces lying around, such as my saw axe." Boluogo began to wonder if he could get this weapon because of the ulterior motives of the decision-making room.

"Although I'm very reluctant to part with it, but...that is to say, as long as you stop killing with this weapon, will your master be able to be greatly appeased and put into a long sleep?" Boluogo analyzed, "This can be regarded as putting a head to death. The devil is powerless, I can give up if you need it."

Borago is never tied to tools.

Surprisingly, Sai Zong shook his head at such a proposal.

"A new conflict is coming, Boluogo. As the ether concentration continues to rise, this may be the final conflict and a catastrophe that engulfs all things."

Sai Zong's words were extremely heavy, "I have no interest in becoming the King of Devils. My only purpose is to keep the peace here."

"But you can't stay out of it," Bologeau said.

"Yes, this is sad," Sai Zong's tone changed, as if he himself was the devil, "This is our fate, the fate of cowards."

Sai Zong changed his tone and said, "I need you to do something for me."

"What?"

"I can feel that more Origin Sin Arms have reappeared in the world. I hope you can help me recover these Origin Sin Arms to prevent the Eye of Eternal Wrath's eternal sleep from being disturbed."

"Why don't you do it yourself?" Bologg asked, "You should be far more powerful than me, and you should know more about the world and the devil's conspiracy."

"I can't do it," Sai Zong's laughter became extremely bitter. "They are all staring at me, eager to kick me out of the field first, and this will inevitably cause conflicts and lead to the awakening of the Eye of Eternal Wrath."

"That's why you came back. You are also avoiding the war." Boluogo said.

Sayzon said, "I can pay you a sufficient price."

"What can you promise?"

"It depends on what you want?"