Endless Debt

Like a nightmare, a nightmare that can destroy a person's spirit and body, thousands of birds whine and cry, spiraling into dark clouds, blocking all light.

At this moment, TEDA woke up from the nightmare, and then he realized that the nightmare had invaded reality, and the two were entangled together, turning into a desperate prologue.

TEDA's body was trembling, and unspeakable emotions invaded his heart. Under the excessive emotional ups and downs, he actually lost the ability to think for a while, leaving only his chest rising and falling, and he sucked in the smelly air.

"No...not quite right..."

TEDA muttered to himself, raised his head, and saw a familiar and ferocious face close at hand. It showed an innocent and beautiful smile and asked for the core of perpetual motion towards itself.

"Father, do you want to reject me?"

Alice was tempting, and the familiar voice disturbed Teda's mind. The deformed mass of flesh in front of him was no longer replaced by a figure standing in the morning light.

She was wearing a white skirt, with her hands behind her back, smiling at herself.

"Father, you are only one step away from your wish."

Alice came closer, stretched out her warm palms, and gently touched Teda's bloody face.

"Alice..."

Teda said softly, his will wavered a little, and he slowly raised his hands. When he was about to dedicate the core of perpetual motion to Alice, a cold iron spear fell and penetrated Alice's arm from top to bottom.

The familiar face was replaced by blood and worms, and the smaller body turned into a deformed mass of flesh. The outstretched arm was penetrated by an iron spear, and scarlet hair grew out of the wound.

The piercing scream shattered the warm words, and blood sprinkled on Teda's face, seeping into his pupils and distorting his vision into a scarlet hell.

Alice raised her head and saw that on the hanging bone spear, Boluogo had amazing vitality. He had not died until now, and he threw the last of the snake scale liquid at it.

Boluogo felt that he was already dead on the physical level, but his tenacious spirit resisted death. He remained awake and vowed to use angry fireworks to burn the monster in front of him to ashes.

But this is just a crazy fantasy after all. In the face of this cruel and cold reality, Boluogo's anger can't change anything.

He did not die, but the burning of the fragments of his soul supported his will, and his broken body was unable to carry out the angry instructions.

Alice tore Bologg off the bone spear and threw him heavily into the corner. Then the flesh and blood underneath him squirmed, wrapping Bologg again and imprisoning him aside.

No one can stop Alice now. Its evil eyes are full of hunger and longing for soul, which reflects Teda's confused face.

"You know what to do."

The broken arm healed again. Alice stretched out her hand and gently placed it on the core of Perpetual Motion. Her slender fingers tightened little by little, and bursts of unbearable joy came from her sinful thoughts.

"No……"

Teda suddenly rejected Alice. His voice was so soft that Alice didn't hear it clearly. Then Teda grabbed the core of Perpetual Motion and his voice became stern.

"No, you're not Alice!"

Feeling the cold and sticky blood on his cheeks, Teda woke up at this moment and roared uncontrollably.

All those beautiful filters were shattered, leaving only the cruel and real picture. Teda looked at the monster that occupied Alice's body in front of him, filled with grief and anger.

In an instant, the remaining ether roared loudly, and a pair of steel arms twisted out of thin air beside TEDA. The imaginary arms clenched their fists, and a cold long knife was twisted out of their hands.

Fantasy creation.

An icy cold light flashed, and Alice's arm and the clustered bone spears shattered into debris. There were countless wounds on the deformed meat mass. There was no blood spilling from the cracked wounds, and some were just Scarlet fluff dancing wildly on the cross section.

Alice's will was sluggish for a second, and the pretended gentle smile still remained on her face. When the pain came belatedly, Alice realized what had happened, and a ferocious expression covered her face, and then The head split into strange petals, and a deep roar came from the dark throat.

"it was all your fault!"

Alice whimpered, and more slender arms stretched out from the mass of flesh. They were several meters long and were not limbs that humans could have at all.

Her arms were waving wildly, tearing off the flesh and blood on the ground, grabbing the broken corpses, passing over the lifeless rocks, etc. Alice grabbed them all, stuffed them all into the dark throat, and swallowed them in big mouths.

While eating, it pounced towards TEDA. In its eyes, the only thing that could best satisfy its hunger at this moment was the brilliant philosopher's stone in the core of Perpetual Motion.

"it was all your fault!"

The distorted voice stagnated and returned to the familiar sound in Teda's memory, accompanied by the lingering sound of crying, as if there was really a girl wiping tears from Teda's eyes.

The power of evil and madness surges, bewitching every being with a mind, but this can no longer affect TEDA.

At this moment, TEDA finally came to his senses and saw through his crazy fantasy.

What he saw in front of him was not Alice, but a monster driven entirely by hunger. It had no individual will, only the instinct of hunger, and all the previous disguises and words were only evolved for the purpose of eating. It’s just a means.

Now it is hungry, demanding every last soul.

The imaginary arm waved out a series of sharp sword lights, slashing out a shower of blood in mid-air, and faced off against the waving arm.

TEDA didn't care about the frontal battle at all. He just backed away slowly and looked down at the Perpetual Core in his hand.

"It shouldn't be like this..."

Teda muttered, tearing the velvet on the metal watch case with both hands, removing the crazy flesh and blood, even if the flesh and blood polluted Teda's hands, eating his palms dripping with blood.

The flesh and blood under his feet began to squirm, and bloody bone spears shot up from the ground, but before they could hurt TEDA, they were chopped off by the wielding blade.

"It shouldn't be like this..."

Teda continued his crazy whisper, and then he raised his head and looked at Alice.

His appearance was terrible, the skin was tightly attached to the bones, and it seemed that there was no longer any flesh and blood in it, just a layer of human skin covering the bones.

On the skull-like face, the eye sockets were sunken deeply, like a dark and deep cave. In this lightless depth, a dazzling light gradually sprouted.

TEDA was silent. For this dying man, all words were unnecessary. He needed to use his last strength on things he deserved.

The ether was restless, setting off an extraordinary storm, and even the pale flesh beneath him began to waver.

The battle between several people has been taking place in the flesh and blood lair on the back of the wolf spider. As Alice wakes up, she drains all the life force of the wolf spider, and the huge dead body lies across the crack.

Driven by TEDA, the corpse moved again, and the ground shook.

Alice didn't know what Teda was going to do, but Teda's behavior undoubtedly aroused Alice's instinctive vigilance. The scarlet fluff rose and danced, making sharp and tinny sounds, as if countless teeth were colliding with each other.

Under the hunger and thirst, thick saliva overflowed from her throat. After all, Alice was just the product of the Immortal Heart losing control. It was not a real evil. For this reason, its power also had limits.

The more power it releases, the hungrier it becomes and the more it needs to eat.

"Food...food..."

Alice's voice became crazy. After attacking, it even threw out its arm and put it into her mouth. The petals closed and their teeth interlocked, crushing her arm into minced meat, and swallowed it in big mouthfuls.

It was consuming a lot of energy every minute and every second. In order to satisfy her hunger, Alice began to devour herself.

TEDA watched all this with an expressionless face. In fact, in his current state, he couldn't make any expression.

The old figure was extremely thin, as if only the bones were left to support him. His pace was unhurried, like a ghost walking through the gaps between attacks, and the long knives crisscrossed, cutting off large pieces of flesh and blood.

No one knew what TEDA was thinking at this moment. He seemed to have regained his senses and found his way back, but he also seemed to have fallen into ultimate madness and felt nothing.

The etheric glow that appeared on the body's surface also gradually faded after shining with high intensity, sometimes bright and sometimes dark.

The alchemy matrix has reached its limit, and many cracks have appeared in TEDA's fantasy creations. Then the fantasy creations began to collapse. Even though the long knife was still swinging, many gaps appeared on the sharp blade.

But for TEDA, this was enough, because he had already arrived at his destination.

Looking at the metal body entangled with scarlet flesh and blood in front of him, TEDA slowly knelt down and embraced it in his arms.

The flesh and blood stretched out and wrapped around TEDA's body, gnawing at the body like dry wood. TEDA didn't react at all, as if it wasn't pain relief.

He just stared blankly at the unconscious face. Now she had really turned into a godless doll.

Looking at the arc on Aimu's face that was somewhat similar to Bailie's, Teda thought of his student who bullied his master and destroyed his ancestors, and the corners of his numb mouth raised a slight arc.

"You...shouldn't have come back."

The light in Teda's eyes extinguished, his exhausted pupils exuded the last softness, and his blood-stained hands brushed his hair.

Picking up the Perpetual Core, the flesh and blood on it was peeled off by TEDA, but there were still some scarlet embellishments in the gaps. They were still struggling, trying to continue growing, but these were no longer important.

TEDA stared at the shrunken fantasy seed on the core of perpetual motion. As the ether disappeared, this fruit of fantasy was about to be destroyed.

"Fantasy?"

As a condenser of the school of illusion, Teda recognized the Utopian Seed at a glance. Now with the "death" of Amu, the Utopian Seed's wish should be terminated, but Teda can clearly feel the power of the Utopian Seed. It's still running, but it has very little power left.

"The grace of fate..."

Teda whispered softly, stretched out his hand to touch the fantasy seed, and listened to its wish.