Endless Debt

Was it a fall? Or rising?

Boluogo couldn't tell his current state. His consciousness became extremely hazy, as if he was on the edge of a dream, wandering between wakefulness and sinking. In order to maintain the existence of self-awareness, Boluogo had spent all his energy. energy, let alone observe the surrounding situation.

Waves of warm currents passed through his body, and Boluogo felt like he was soaking in the sea and drifting with the current.

Theoretically, Boluogo's body remains in the real dimension, that is, the material world, while his heart and soul leap into another dimension and rise into the etheric realm.

Boluogo guessed that he should be in some kind of spiritual state. In his blurry vision, he vaguely saw his body being pieced together bit by bit.

Rather than piecing it together, it was more like it was gradually condensing. His lower limbs were now a blurry black shadow. Gradually, the black shadow appeared with clear outlines, just like the blurry picture became clear, his legs condensed, and then Following Boluogo's subconscious recognition of his posture, a familiar uniform of the Bureau of Order was covering it.

Bologo turned from a black shadow into a real individual, condensed in the etheric realm.

"The debtor's gift comes from the devil, so the connection between the debtor and the devil is like the umbilical cord that connects the baby to the mother. We call it the 'umbilical cord.'"

Mamo's voice sounded in his ears, like chaotic murmurs in his sleep.

"The power of the Condenser comes from the secret source. Correspondingly, the Condenser and the secret source also have some mysterious connection with each other. We call this mysterious resonance 'tangle'."

Boluogo tried to swim up, but he couldn't muster any strength. It was very difficult to maintain his own will in the etheric realm.

"The umbilical cord can make the debtor keenly perceive everything related to the devil, and the depth of the tangle determines whether the sublimation person can have complete projection in the etheric realm.

The special thing about this stage of being a power bearer is that when you advance to this level, your entanglement with the secret source will reach a critical point.

The higher the level of the Sublime One, the deeper the entanglement is, which will also determine whether you can maintain the existence of your own will in the etheric realm, have complete projection, and be distinguished from those unconscious ghosts. "

Boluogo looked at the turbid dark blue darkness below. It really looked like a deep seabed. He could see countless black shadows under him, and each black shadow represented a person. A condenser who has a connection with the secret source.

It’s not just the condenser.

All human beings with golden souls seem to have the projection of their souls here, but their entanglement is too shallow and they cannot condense into a true form in the etheric world.

The entanglement between Boluogo and the secret source is very deep. When he was promoted to a believer, Boluogo was able to have self-awareness in the etheric realm and even take some actions. Not only that, Boluogo met that person. The blazing storm captured someone's memory.

The memory of someone lost in a mysterious source.

Recalling all this, Bologg still felt deeply scared. If it hadn't been for the astronauts' actions, Bologg really didn't think he could escape from it.

You know, in this higher dimension, immortality means nothing.

As his consciousness gradually became clearer, Bologg's turbid and distorted form became closer and closer to a real person. His appearance and posture at the moment were Bologg's subconscious self-understanding.

Wearing the work uniform of the Bureau of Order, with his hair combed and his tail tied up, except for the fact that he does not carry the weapons he always carries, Bologo's current state of his spiritual body is no different from his own in the material world.

Boluogo had the form and a clear enough will, and he felt an irresistible squeezing feeling coming from all directions.

In this turbid sea of ​​​​gestation, he has a complete and actionable projection, which is essentially different from those vague shadows that cannot condense a complete projection.

Under the heavy squeeze, Boluoge continued to rise and was squeezed out of this sea of ​​​​gestation.

The whole person was ejected from the sea without any splash... Boluogo was not sure whether this was the sea or not. He just used similar things in his own knowledge to refer to these unknown existences so that he could understand them more easily. their existence.

Looking around, a familiar scene came into view. Countless frozen figures stood on the endless vast ice field. The blazing white storm was like a blazing sun falling on the earth, and the rising flames connected the sky and the earth.

Boluogo came to this strange place again. Relying on the operation of Mamo's special rituals and equipment, this time Boluogo actually completely recorded the process of the manifestation of his projection. You must know that the last time he had cognition, he had already Appearing on the ice sheet, there is no memory of being in the sea just now.

Looking under him, the water surface had frozen the moment Bologg left the sea. Bologg squatted down and wiped off the snow dust on the solid ice. He could vaguely see countless black shadows in the dimness. They looked like It's the drowned dead, scrambling to get out of the water.

A bright light approached, and it illuminated the dim seabed, and also illuminated the trillions of black shadows piled up like a sea of ​​sand at the end of Bolog's field of vision.

They were so dense and numerous that they almost filled the bottom of the sea. Bologg could not imagine how many they had accumulated. What he could see now was only a small part of the surface. Under this black mass, their figures were piled up. There are several thousand meters in height.

Boluogo recalled the various speculations Mamo mentioned to him before the ceremony began.

"Maybe... maybe we humans don't only exist in the material world."

"What's the meaning?"

Boluogo failed to understand Mamo's words at the first time. He was clearly in this material world, down to earth and feeling the reality.

“I’ve always wondered where our souls go after we die.

I don't understand this question, and the emergence of the original things has undoubtedly proved that in fact, it is extremely possible that human beings originally had no souls. It was the arrival of ether that affected us, causing us to have souls, and even causing the souls to be related to us. 's lives have become closely related. "

"I made the hypothesis that we humans live in the material world, but our souls appear in both the material world and the etheric world at the same time... We are like fish living in the sea, and everyone has something in their mouth. Hanging on a fishing line, this fishing line is our soul, which connects us, the material world and the etheric world.

When a person dies, his body sinks to the bottom of the sea and dies in the material world. His heart is also annihilated, and his soul will follow the rising fishhook and return to the upper etheric world. "

Mamo summarized his hypothesis.

"Each of us, all of us, those with golden souls, we all have our own soul projections in the etheric world. The more we advance, the stronger our souls become, and the projections in the etheric world become more real. specific."

According to Mamo's hypothesis, Boluogo thought about what he had just imagined. Are the endless figures below the projection of human existence in the material world, where everyone has a golden soul?

The sum total of human souls that have not yet ascended and been liberated.

The vast majority of human beings are not sublime ones. They cannot grow their souls through the alchemical matrix, so their projections are so blurry.

Through the promotion ceremony and the deep entanglement, Boluogo's projection in the etheric realm was completely condensed, and a spirit body that could move was born. Even because Boluogo was too awake, he emerged from the sinking sea below. , achieved complete relief.

Bologe had a clearer understanding of this weird and confusing etheric world, and then a dazzling bright light shone on Bologe's eyes. The light was so dazzling that Bologe couldn't look straight for a while, and his eyes were also blurred. It hurt deeply and shed tears.

The blazing white storm was so close, like a tsunami of light cast flat on the ice sheet, tens of thousands of meters high.

It is far away from Boluogo, too far to be touched, but it seems to be very close to Boluogo, as if it will come to Boluogo's eyes in the next second and evaporate him into nothingness.

Boluogo suddenly thought, since the numerous black shadows in the Sunken Sea below may represent the soul projections of all humans, what about this blazing storm? Is it also a projection of something, or is it some kind of weird power that exists entirely in the etheric world?

"Secret source..."

Burlogo murmured.

Everything in the etheric world is unknown, but at this moment, Bologo relies on his previous experience and intuition. He speculates that this never-extinguishing white storm may be the secret source of the source of all condensers that countless alchemists are chasing. .

It's not speculation, it's certainty.

"So, if you are the source, what are they?"

Boluogo turned around and looked back. He once again saw the tall, dark and twisted figures. They were so tall, like endless mountains, and like the blazing white storm, they almost occupied half of the world.

The moment he stared at the darkness, the darkness also cast its gaze at Boluogo. Hundreds of scarlet eyes opened like red stars in the darkness, and evil murmurs came from the howling wind, like those from ancient times. The chanting prayers of the hermit monks.

Those are definitely not pious and holy words, but words and praises full of filth, evil, and turbidity.

"Bologo Lazarus."

"The Immortal."

"The sword that returns from the wrath of the scorched earth."

When he was promoted to a believer and arrived in the etheric realm, Boluogo only felt the evil aura in these strange giant mountain shadows, but this time he could hear countless whispers lingering in his ears.

It was as if there were thousands of ghosts surrounding Boluogo, fighting for the broken soul of this poor man.

“Just as the blind receive sight, and the deaf hear music.”

Boluogo knelt down half-kneeling, and while enduring the bewildering whispers, he was still analyzing calmly.

As his soul grows stronger and the projection in the etheric world becomes more real and concrete, he can also perceive more complex information in the etheric world.

Previously, I could only see these existences with hundreds of eyes and thousands of eyes, but now I can already hear their words.

The projections that cannot be condensed into entities are solidified in the Sunken Sea. They are protected by the ice barrier and cannot see the existence of these hundreds of eyes and thousands of eyes. The hundreds of eyes and thousands of eyes cannot interfere with these turbid projections.

Now that Bologo has a spiritual body that moves within the etheric realm, he will also be affected by these powers.

Boluogo whispered, "Too close... too close."

Just like heading towards the sun, you will feel the warmth that drives away the cold, and you will also endure the fireworks that burn everything. While gaining strength, Bologo will also be lost here.

The strong wind stirred up snow dust and passed by Boluogo's side, hanging layers of thick ice on his body. Boluogo stood up suddenly and faced the hundreds of laughing eyes. they shouted.

"Is it you!"

The condensed darkness squirmed violently, and they dispersed, turning into seven towering huge shadows that supported the heaven and earth. Countless eyes dropped from above, like spotlights, watching Boluogo.

They have already given the answer.

"Devils cannot interfere with the material world... because they do not exist in the material world at all." Boluogo said to himself, "Because you, like the secret source, are all in this etheric world."

As if responding to Bologg, the towering shadows merged into one again, and a dark umbilical cord shot out like lightning. Bologg tried to avoid it, but when he moved his body, he found that he had already been entangled in the umbilical cord. live.

Umbilical cord.

In Boluogo's abdomen, there was also a dark umbilical cord popping up.

The shadows are not trying to capture Bologg. Bologg is already in their clutches. What they have to do now is to reconnect Bologg's umbilical cord.

The two umbilical cords quickly approached, and then became entangled together, becoming one.

The power of madness invaded Boluogo's body directly along the umbilical cord. In an instant, Boluogo saw crazy images that overlapped and flashed. Like a precognitive dream, Boluogo saw countless dark and desperate futures.

own future.

The alchemical matrix was completely torn apart, and solid cement was poured on top of it.

Boluogo saw that he had lost all his strength and was thrown into the deep sea. The pressure of hundreds of millions of pascals was squeezed on the sarcophagus. Boluogo would die countless times and countless times in the dark deep sea. Returning from this land, you will not be able to be liberated until the day the sea dries up.

"Ha ha……"

Boluogo gasped in pain, and another ending followed, that was the churning lava. The hot magma enveloped Boluogo's body. He died and came back to life, and the cycle of resurrection was postponed indefinitely.

One tragic ending after another appeared before Bologo's eyes, telling him that immortality was not a gift, but a ticket for Bologg to enjoy eternal torture.

"Bologo...Bologo..."

Several voices called to him. Boluogo raised his hand and grabbed the umbilical cord, feeling a large amount of warm tar in his palm.

The sound of slow water flow sounded, and tidal-like tar overflowed from under the shadow, covering the vast ice field, covering up the blazing white light, as well as the countless black shadows under the ice surface and in the Sunken Sea.

Boluogo tried to struggle, but he seemed to have lost all his strength and became extremely weak. He knelt down, and with the umbilical cord retracted, he was dragged bit by bit towards the end of the shadow, where there was blood. Big mouth, waiting for a feast.

Leaving a drag mark made of tar on the ground, Bologo pressed his face against the ice, and the icy coldness penetrated into the depths of his soul.

Boluogo had no ability to resist all this, and he actually felt a sense of despair for a moment.

"I'm so sorry..."

Boluogo murmured that the etheric world was much more dangerous than he thought. When he had complete projection, the Hundred Eyes and Thousand Eyes could also hurt him.

Now Boluogo no longer expects the rescue of the astronauts. If his guess is correct, the astronauts will also be part of this huge shadow.

devil.

These endless shadows are exactly the projections of the devils in the etheric realm. As for the devils Boluogo saw in the material world, they are just their infinitely weakened essence after limiting and compressing their own power.

The devils are imprisoned in this desolate etheric realm. They want to truly enter the material realm, rather than acting as a carrier, let alone being limited to their own country.

Boluogo became more desperate than ever before. He wanted to bring this information back to the material world to warn the Bureau of Order, but now he could do nothing and could only watch himself gradually disappear into the shadows.

It's so sad.

In the past tens of millions of years, Boluogo may have been the first person to touch this secret.

Burlogo knew why.

There are many difficulties in recognizing the existence of the etheric realm. The number of times each condenser can reach the etheric realm is limited. Only during the promotion ceremony can they have brief contact, which directly limits the number of times each person can reach the etheric realm. The Sublime One's exploration of the ethereal realm.

In addition to the limit on the number of times, there is also the limit on forming a complete projection within the etheric realm.

The most basic requirement is that you need a strong soul, enough to free yourself from the sea of ​​sinking. If you want to have such a strong soul, you need to be at least the power bearer.

However, not all power bearers have equally powerful souls, not to mention that not all condensers can be promoted to power bearers, which further limits the number of explorations.

Ether concentration.

In the past years, the concentration of ether was far less than that of Bologo's era, not to mention the advancement of the alchemical matrix.

Only in this era of rapidly rising ether concentration and advanced development of the alchemical matrix, and in this era of Bologg's return from the dark prison, has it become possible to explore the ether realm.

As fate would have it, Bologo would realize the secrets of the etheric realm in this era.

Like a layer of shackles, there seems to be a force that has set up these restrictions in an extremely clever way to prevent the condenser from understanding the etheric world.

What secrets did they want to hide? Bologg had no way of knowing. He stretched out his hands randomly and tried to grab something to stop the drag of the umbilical cord, but except for the fine snow dust, Bologg couldn't find anything. Can't catch it.

His nails couldn't hold onto the smooth ice surface at all, and Boluogo could only hammer at it randomly until the darkness swallowed him up bit by bit...

Until a ray of blazing white light illuminated Boluogo's eyes.

Borogo caught it, caught something extremely slender.

With hope, Boluogo raised his head, and he saw the light in his hand.

It was a ribbon extending from the blazing white storm and composed of countless shimmering silk threads. They were wrapped around Boluogo's arm like hair, and seemed to have vitality. Like this, they continued to crawl along Boluogo's arms until the hair wrapped around most of Boluogo's body.

Umbilical cord from the devil.

A tangle from a secret source.

Umbilical cords and tangles.

These two words generally refer to the connection in the underworld, and they also have real projections in the etheric world.

As the shadows dragged Borrog, the secret source of eternal silence reached out to help, and the extended tangle caught Borrog.

Like a tug-of-war, light and darkness were fighting. Boluogo's body tensed up, and an uncontrollable pain came from the depths of his soul. He felt like he was about to be torn in half.

The blazing white tsunami came, and the light illuminated more figures frozen on the ice, and then Bologo realized something.

This is a completely dark world, where shadows are the real masters. Instead, this blazing storm is like an intruder, dispersing the darkness with its light and protecting the Sunken Sea.

The darkness is endless, covering everything.

A deep and distant groan sounded, and a heavy rusty anchor broke through the darkness, hitting the ice field like a meteor. With a deafening roar, the anchor hit between Bologg and the shadow, cutting off the The connection of the umbilical cord to the bologna.

The pulling force from the shadow disappeared, and the tangle quickly recovered Boluogo. He had no power to resist and was dragged directly into the blazing storm.

There were meaningless roars and roars from the shadows, and at the same time the anchor was dragged back into the darkness, and contemptuous words echoed in the ethereal realm.

"Blind and foolish beasts..."