Apocalyptic Forecast

　　 With Rachel's death, Garland breathed and cut off together.

　　 But in the blockade, there was an uncontrollable high fever. When Garland's heart stopped beating, a loud noise comparable to thunder burst out from that decayed body.

　　 Between the mouth and nose, blood flows out silently, but it is not cold. On the contrary, it is far better than the previous heat. Just a drop scorches the earth, igniting the iron, rock, and even the source of the seal!

　　 The shackles that were bound to Garland, turned into fuel at this moment, were swallowed by the terrible heat, and were pulled into that thin body together.

　　 The ghosts are rapidly disintegrating, blending into the flames and high temperatures, making the blood comparable to lava hotter.

　　 is just a leak of a little blood, and there is a huge heat source appearing on the ruins out of thin air.

　　 This is... the blood fever of the Great Master!

　　 No, even if it is blood fever, it is nothing more than appearance.

　　At this moment, on Garland's body, countless alchemy matrices like complicated circuits are constantly emerging, interlacing, overlapping, converging into a vast and profound mysterious structure like a group of stars.

　　 This is definitely not a normal phenomenon.

　　 No, even if it is a great master, it can't be like this!

The qualitative change of the blood is second. Before that, the internal organs must be reconstructed; the nervous system is removed and alienated and then implanted again; even if the efficiency is high, the surgery on the bones must be divided into five phases, each The period is the painful torture that is enough to cause all souls to fall into hell, and the final result is such a tragic scene.

　　 Now, following the previous preset, the final process begins.

　　——He turned his body into a genuine alchemy furnace!

　　 "Garland!!!"

　　 Hedi asked angrily, "What are you—what are you doing!!"

　　【Do what I should do. 】

　　 In the surging of the source quality, a hoarse voice emerged from Hedi's consciousness.

　　 Do what an alchemist should do.

　　 This is the last alchemy in the great master's life-the miracle accumulated in the body of countless alchemy in his life is thoroughly refined.

　　 At this moment, Garland's head finally fell feebly, and the last brilliance disappeared from his dim eyes.

　　 [Maybe, this is my price...]

　　 Give my soul and everything.

　　 After a hundred years, repay this gift from fate in the form of life!

　　 At that instant, the sound of cracking in the furnace burst out.

　　The glow of the burning soul emerged from under the broken face, blooming with dazzling brilliance.

　　 That is the miracle crystallization of the soul that has been dedicated to the destiny after all the accumulation of a lifetime!

　　 is not a weird miracle engraving, nor is it a terrible authority, but a pure stigma.

　　 The achievement that the Great Master had acquired at the expense of his soul, belonged exclusively to Garland’s stigmata!

　　 Even if it can only exist for a short time, at this moment, he is the incarnation of a miracle, an activated stigmata!

　　 At this moment, as the furnace shattered, countless boiling blood spread, but the stigmata filled with dazzling brilliance rose from Garland's body, spreading huge wings!

　　In an instant, all obstacles passed.

　　 Whether it is the seal on Helios, the shackles made by Hedi's scheming, or even the suppression of the gods, it is like a breeze blowing in front of it, not worth mentioning.

　　 That is the power to rebel against the gods, rebel against fate, and break free from the earth.

　　 This is the result of the condensed result of the symbol and pursuit of the great master Garland's life, and the ultimate hand for Publius!

　　 "I am a light chaser!"

　　 "I am, Icarus!"

　　 When Garland soared into the sky, a mighty voice echoed in the sky, resounding in everyone's ears.

　　 "God, I will return this humble life here--"

　　 Along with the solemn announcement, the soaring "Icarus" laughed, spread his arms, and plunged into the solemn realm of the god:

　　 "——Today, I will embrace the brilliance of the scorching sun!"

　　 This is an unstoppable determination, the burning light of the soul that even the gods cannot stop.

　　 At this moment, Icarus smiled.

After so many years of rebellion, as a'Galander,' he finally returned to the right track of'Pubulius'-following his destiny when he was born, spreading his arms, toward the place of the gods, and launched Back to the climb.

　　 Even if the radiance of the gods burns oneself out, it will not hesitate!

　　 "What can I do even if it is close!"

　　 Above the seat of God, Publius roared, stretched out his hand, and firmly grasped the stigmata that was close at hand, unable to restrain his anger.

　　 This kind of anger was met with betrayal by a close friend!

　　 "Couldn't you share this happiness with me!" He scolded: "Could it be that you are the person who understands me the most in the whole world!"

　　——Do you have to stop me, [Pubulius]! ! ! "

　　 "Such things are said now..."

　　 Icarus couldn't help but want to laugh.

　　 After so many years, everyone played each other's role, but in the end they found that it was impossible to tell which soul belonged to them.

　　 Who is Publius and who is Garland?

　　 already, there is no difference, my friend.

　　 However, there will be a result. In this duel, there will be judgments that will be passed on to future generations and preserved in history.

　　The righteous is "Galander".

　　The conspiracy was defeated by ‘Pubulius’.

　　 Whether it is glory or sin, we share it together.

　　Perhaps, from the long time ago, the day when the two exchanged fate, this kind of future was doomed, this kind of result.

　　 "Because, I am your price."

　　 Icarus stretched out his hand with difficulty, tried to touch the face of the god, and told him: "It's like, you are my price."

　　 However, this distance cannot be crossed after all.

　　 His arms have been burned under the power of God.

　　 The irresistible collapse spread from the innermost part of the miracle.

　　 After exhausting all his efforts, he finally came to the gods, but he couldn't even do the most basic counterattack.

　　 The final demise is coming.

　　 But unexpectedly, he didn't feel scared, and he didn't feel uneasy anymore.

　　 Just sincerely, I would like to express my gratitude to this destiny.

　　 "Everything is part of fate, isn't it? My friend..."

　　 He closed his eyes:

　　 "——Please, mourn for me!"

　　 At that moment, Icarus completely disappeared without a trace.

　　 Publius was stunned.

　　 stared blankly at the last afterglow in his hand, whether it was mockery or sadness on that solemn and handsome face, as if it were unbelievable.

　　 Then, there was a cracking sound from his body.

　　 makes him fall into sluggishness.

　　 The body of the noble **** actually ushered in trauma!

　　 No, it was almost as if the foundation had been severely damaged. He stared at his hands blankly, only to see the cracks spreading and covering the whole body.

　　 Under that body, the glow that belongs to the sun wheel emerged, overflowing quickly!

　　 His divinity is losing rapidly!

　　 "Garland!!!"

　　Pubulius finally realized it and let out an angry roar.

　　 This is the final counterattack launched by Grand Master Garland to his former best friend!

　　 He doesn't need to traumatize Publius' body, nor does he need to interfere with the opponent's soul. All he needs is to come in front of the opponent.

　　 When Publius was done and finally ascended to the position of the gods——

　　 came to him when he was strongest.

　　 Then, I sincerely offer my heartfelt prayers to the dead gods, the goddess "Hecate" who is in charge of each other's fate, witchcraft, Sanchakou, and moonlight.

　　 fully express confession.

　　 Pray that the no longer existed gods forgive me, and... activate yourself as a participant.

　　 From the [Eleusis Mystery] that exchanged fate twice that year, the ritual in which I was the recipient was lifted!

　　 So, at that moment, the gains and losses were reversed again.

　　The fate of the two sides has once again ushered in a change-half of Garland's fate has been returned to Publius, and half of Publius's fate has been returned to Garland!

　　 But now, the fate of the two sides is completely different.

　　 Even if half of death is still death, half of the gods are still gods!

　　 When Garland completely passed away, the half of the power he had gained from the gods followed his preparations from the beginning and passed them to the ‘heir’ he arranged.

　　 So, with the fierce roar of Publius, a brilliant flame emerged from the cracked body of the god, and a half-broken sun wheel flew out of it and flew towards the distance.

　　 toward the young man who just got up from the ground and didn't understand what happened.

　　 On his head, a projection of a contract emerged!

　　 It was a contract signed with Garland, UU reading www. uukanshu.com has inherited his full authority on Helios...

　　 In a trance, Huaishi seemed to see the dead master once again.

　　 In the surging phantom light, the old man with a cane reappeared, nodded towards Huai Shi, and turned away.

　　 I will leave the rest to you.

　　 Huai Shi was taken aback for a moment, then slowly nodded.

　　 "Ah, leave it to me!"

　　 He spread his arms, waiting for the sun wheel formed by the surging bright light to engulf him.

　　 But then, the stream of light that flew toward Huai Shi was subtly divided into two from the middle, just as the undercurrent of the sea hits the reef, bypassing his existence, closing behind him, and flying into the distance.

　　 Huai Shi was stunned for a long time, stupid.

what happened?

　　 What the hell?

　　 Isn’t this the CG link that inherited the power of the old man and then played the BOSS?

　　 How is it different from what I expected!

　　At this moment, the power of the gods is surging vigorously, passing through Huai Shi, regardless of his obstacles and retention, three passes and no entry into the ruins, and straight to the town of dusk!

　　 When Huai Shi turned her head, she saw the young man standing on the top of the heart of the Everfreezing Furnace.

　　 so familiar.

　　 looked calm and thin, lowered his head and smoked a cigar, smiling, as if talking to someone.

　　 That is the American blood inheritor who has disappeared since getting on the ship.

　　——Izhekter!

　　 At this moment, the moment the incomplete sun wheel flies.

　　 He smiled, half-kneeled on the ground, welcoming the power of the coming gods.

　　 Then, the door to the heart of the Everfreezing Furnace burst open!