Endless Debt

Boluogo has always believed that his self-sacrifice will completely separate him from the cowardly undead. He is a villain, a murderer, and a butcher, but no matter what, Boluogo will never be a coward. .

Under the plunder of the ether siphon, the endless ether was forcibly compressed into Boluogo's body. The alchemical matrix could no longer bear the pressure, and collapsed piece by piece. The ether was converted into a miraculous power that distorted reality, Boluogo's body turned into a boiler, gestating terrifying power under high temperature and pressure.

Borogo was like a reactor that overheated and melted down. When his tenacious will completely collapsed, the last fuse melted.

Like a detonated disaster, the light exploded in full force, setting off a blazing foehn wind that swept away all creatures and things within the range indiscriminately.

In an instant, everyone saw the fatal flash of light that turned the world into black and white, and then a light that could blind one's eyes erupted from the front, forcing everyone to look away.

The explosion of light not only brought fatal light and heat, but also brought crazy ether flow. Therefore, under this indiscriminate impact, Olivia's shadow collapsed, and the people wrapped in her appeared directly. Unobstructed exposure to light.

"careful!"

Olivia shouted at the top of her lungs. In front of the light and heat, great fear broke out in her heart - it came from the fear of the sun.

"Hold on!"

Bode strode forward, his skeletal body without any flesh and blood, so he could not feel the burning and high temperature of the flowing fire. He stood up in front of everyone, holding Scott up like a shield wall, beckoning everyone to hide. In Scott's shadow.

"It's on you, Scott."

Bode whispered, since Scott can resist the darkness of annihilation, then the power of light should be no problem.

Skola's stone face faced Guangzhuo, and under the strong light, it actually seemed so peaceful and peaceful.

The impact hit him, and in an instant, even Bode, the glorious man, was almost knocked over. The alchemy matrix was running at high speed, and while using the power of the extreme to support Scott, he continued to build an ether barrier. , resisting the fatal heat.

It was as if he was involved in a burning storm, and as if he was completely engulfed by the expanding scorching sun. His field of vision was filled with pure light, making it impossible to discern the direction, let alone understand more of the situation.

The hot air rushed towards my face, as if I was in a huge furnace. The high temperature and flames were suffocating, as if I would inhale the flames with every breath.

Holt realized something was wrong. Even if Bode could block the frontal impact of the light, the residual heat would be enough to kill others.

"It was a lot harder than I thought it would be."

Holt once again struggled to operate the alchemy matrix. The dense amber was wrapped around it, slowing down the flames, and even the fatal heat was stagnated outside.

Wei'er also used her own secret power to cover everyone in the ghost state bit by bit. Even if this would cause its body to collapse quickly, there was no other way.

The survivors all banded together and used various means to try to survive the torrent of light, which swept through mercilessly, swallowing everything in its path.

The flames were like a red ocean, rolling and roaring, swallowing the entire royal city into the sea of ​​fire. In the brilliant burst of light, the light burned like the sun collapsing. The fire burned the endless ether, at the limit of compression. Finally, it erupted again.

The shock wave generated by the explosion spread at an astonishing speed, throwing streams of fire out like raindrops. They splashed in the air like gorgeous fireworks, leaving shocking traces on the ruins of the royal city.

The Origin Tower was also invaded by the torrent of light. The fire that was about to be extinguished ignited again, and the fireworks shot straight into the sky and soared into the sky.

Under the burning of Boluogo's sacrifice, even the darkness of the Night King was infinitely compressed. The speed of darkness annihilation was far less than the intensity of the burning of light. The shadow collapsed bit by bit until it turned into an abrupt, pitch-black streak. reef.

"Burn...burn..."

The vague voice echoed in the dazzling light, like a hateful Balrog with a head cursing the world.

Located at the heart of the blazing flame, most of Bologo's alchemical matrix has been melted down by this terrifying force. The soul scars are intertwined with broken souls. The entire arm has been carbonized into slender bones, and the body has been carbonized into slender bones. Crushed ash is heated into shining points of light.

From the first moment when the light burned, the gift of the axis of time began to heal Bologg, but soon, the speed of self-healing could not catch up with the speed of Bologg's self-destruction. Logically speaking, He should have died from such horrific injuries long ago, but Boluogo's will remained strong and he maintained a certain level of sobriety.

Boluogo knew that he couldn't stop yet, absolutely couldn't stop.

This dazzling light only weakened the Night King's power, but it did more than kill him.

In the torrent of light, in addition to the Night King, there is another rock standing with difficulty. It is the fragile defense line set up by Sere and others. Several Glorious Ones protect the outermost part, and inside are Palmer and Hinda. , and Olivia.

At this time, Xinda was about to faint. The repeated etheric shocks and high temperatures tortured her unspeakably. Even if she was not in direct contact with the burning gas, her body surface seemed to be scalded, with large areas gradually emerging. blister.

As a person who also bears power, Palmer is not much better than Cinda, but Palmer is used to being unlucky, and his ability to accept and adapt is much better than Cinda.

Palmer asked, "Will this kill that bastard?"

"It doesn't look like it!"

Sere responded at the top of his lungs, and the sound of burning light echoed, like a landslide, rumbling.

Relying on the blood connection, Sere can sense the state of the Night King. That bastard is still alive, standing in the light like everyone else.

"Damn it, if he doesn't kill the Night King, we're going to die!"

Palmer narrowed his eyes and looked at the flowing fire that completely enveloped everyone. There was pure light and heat everywhere.

"It feels like being in an incinerator!"

Weier stepped on Palmer and cursed angrily, "Has anyone ever said that your descriptions are always terrible?"

"It's not that bad for you anyway!" Palmer shouted even more enthusiastically, "You are the immortals!"

Bode was too lazy to get involved in everyone's bickering. He just wanted to protect everyone as much as possible, be dedicated and reliable, just like he used to be in the Undead Club.

The power of the light was so intense that Palmer and others, the Night King, and the Tower of Origin were all located in its direct path. The ruins of the royal city were burned red. Under the extreme high temperature, even the bricks and stones were burned. Melting, large chunks of molten material dripped, ashes flew everywhere, and snow dust was evaporated.

Sere couldn't see clearly what was going on outside, but he could be sure that this city that had stood for many years was completely destroyed today, and then...then came the Origin Tower.

The explosion that resounded throughout the world came from the front. The Night King's pitch-black reef was finally penetrated by Boluogo's all-out light. Waves of flames splashed, and a huge stream of fire rose into the sky, directly hitting this person. The Origin Tower was crumbling in the fire.

It didn't even take a long time to burn. With just a brief impact, a hole was carved out of the body of the Origin Tower again. The walls of the cave burned red, and the molten material flowed slowly like thick blood.

Explosions continued one after another, and several streams of fire separated from the torrent. Some of them knocked the Origin Tower to the point of collapse, and some fell to the battlefield further away. I don't know how many undead people were overturned, or how many undead people were overturned. Night Clan.

According to Boluogo's offensive, even if he cannot penetrate the Night King's defense, he can still destroy the entire Origin Tower and end the Dark Iron Curtain, which happens to achieve their strategic purpose.

But when another stream of fire splashed, a huge figure descended in darkness, and the behemoth with thousands of arms and legs squeezed into the torrent of light. Not only did it help the Night King bear most of the damage, but also the sputtering The flowing fire blocked them one after another, and the endless sword that had been fighting and entangled with it for a long time had been mostly broken into pieces, and the rising anger also showed signs of decline.

Before the Dawn War, Sin of Pride had always been the most powerful existence among the devils. Even though it declined a little later, he still possessed terrifying power.

In the etheric realm, the power of arrogance is fully demonstrated. Even though Sai Zong holds the power and incarnates the evil in this world, he does not possess the essential original sin after all. He is a fake and a devil in disguise.

Under the circumstances, Sai Zong gradually fell into a disadvantage, and Arrogance reversed the situation, interfering with the battle between the Night King and Boluogo and others.

Once defeated, Arrogance will definitely retreat in the subsequent disputes, and his self-esteem and his principles will never allow such a thing to happen. Thousands of swords cut repeatedly, and the violent spirit shattered a heavy layer of tar, even if it was against The Thousand Arms and Thousand Feet caused heavy damage, but it was still unable to stop its actions.

Sere hid in Scott's shadow and whispered, "The light is burning... The light is about to go out."

In a moment, Guangzhuo gradually weakened from its initial fierceness. Although this degree of weakness was enough to wipe out most living creatures, it undoubtedly meant that Boluogo's power had arrived. At the limit, as the carrier of light, Bologo is about to collapse completely.

"Is the Night King still alive?" Palmer asked blankly.

"he……"

Sere's eyes were dull and he clenched his fists silently. He knew that this might be his only chance to kill the Night King in his life, but he also knew that in order to kill such a powerful being, he had to pay a certain amount of effort. cost.

"Be brave, Sere."

Sere murmured to himself, then looked at Olivia.

The father and daughter looked at each other like this for a few seconds. Sere didn't say a word, and there was no need to say anything. He was the superior Lord of the Night Clan, and he said too many pretentious words, which made people feel like a coward.

He, Serre Velaris, the Lord of the Night Clan, the bartender of the Undead Club...it may be a little late, but it's not too late yet.

Sere is no longer a coward.

Sere is ready.

Without any warning, Sere walked out of the shadows and escaped from Weier's protection. He just stood in the torrent of light. In an instant, the clothes on his body were burned away, and his skin was covered with a layer of carbonized gray-black. .

In severe pain, Sere sighed in his heart. Such a terrifying attack could be enough to kill some weaker Glory Ones, but it could not shake him at all when it hit the Night King.

"The spirit of self-sacrifice separates cowards from the undead..."

Sere also knew this sentence. After all, it was Boluogo who told him in the first place. He stood in a bright light, and a little noise came from one side, as if Bode and Olivia were shouting something. , but Sere's ears had been pierced by the high temperature, and he couldn't hear anything clearly.

The remaining vision quickly blurred. Relying on the connection between blood, Sere judged the Night King's position before completely losing his sight.

Sere often drinks with Bologo. To be precise, he drinks and Bologo drinks orange juice. Cere tells Bologo many stories about the undead, and Bologo appropriately tells some about his action experience. .

For example, the Abandoned Land incident.

In Bologo's memories, Sere learned that in fact, three elements are needed to drive the power of light. The continuous ether in the ethereal world, the light-scorching crystal core itself, and the array system that can multiply this power. However, , said to be a complex array system, is actually similar to the principle of using a mirror to refract light to focus it.

Sere wished he had not learned this knowledge so that he could hide in the shadows with peace of mind.

Secret Energy·The Prison of Ningxing!

In an instant, Sere detonated his own blood, draining it almost completely and casting it into clusters of huge red crystals. On the path of the torrent of light, a mountain-like cluster of crystals rose from the ground.

The light burned through the crystal, refracting dazzling light tracks. Wherever it went, it was like a burning sword, easily burning away the materials it touched.

Sere was located in the crystal bush. His face was pale due to the heavy blood loss. At this time, he felt surprisingly relaxed. He thought to himself, if he had known this, he should have drank more blood from Palmer just now. of.

The light burned and the crystal collided together. The crystal shone brightly and kept flickering. Sere had no time to appreciate the beautiful scenery. His crystals were not indestructible. The light burned them one by one every moment.

As for now?

Squeezing out the remaining ether in the body, Serre controlled the towering crystal peaks, forcing them to turn until the scattered light tracks overlapped and aligned one by one, until the scattered forces were unified...

Until Sere turned himself into a part of the array, until the countless scattered lights were restrained into a single one.

Sere murmured to himself, "This should be considered the savior."

At this moment, the former Night Clan lord gathered tens of thousands of rays of light and forged them into a flaming sword, spanning the sky and the earth, piercing the source of sin in the eternal night.

Light and darkness intertwined, and burning screams resounded throughout the venue.

Sere could feel himself collapsing little by little due to blood loss, high temperature, and the burden of the alchemical matrix. He also heard the towering crystal peaks cracking one by one under the influence of the light. He knew that he would not be long again. , will also be engulfed by the light.

Death was approaching, but Serei's mood was unexpectedly peaceful.

The noise gradually faded away, replaced by inexplicable and rising singing, like thousands of symphony orchestras playing at the same time, like the roar of thousands of people in unison, like the wails and songs of joy between heaven and earth, they stirred in the scorching sun. Every corner of it echoes in the silent universe.

In a daze, Sere saw someone walking towards him. She had the same face as Aisha.

"You never expected it, Aisha," Sere joked, "Actually, I didn't expect that one day I would become an angel holding a flaming sword."

"How ridiculous..."

The fire sword passed through the ruins of the royal city, passed through thousands of hands and feet, passed through the darkness of annihilation, and penetrated the Origin Tower together. The red trajectory spanned a long distance, like an eternal scar, engraved in the ethereal world. On top of the ice sheet.

Snow dust rolled across the sky, bustling with people.