My doppelganger drama

The "original hotbed" is the original appearance of the world's ocean.

It gives birth to all living things, becomes the original cradle of all living things, and is the source of the entire world.

That was the most ideal state of the ocean, but now, what is in front of us is definitely not the beautiful thing in the myths of the past.

The growth of life is over-accelerated, life and death struggle back and forth in the hotbed, and deformed limbs grow wildly like branches that don't know how to control.

It won't take long for the newly born deformed life to be swallowed up by the hotbed again and reborn.

In every sense of the word, Kleiman has reached the other side of her dream. Not by the countless children she couldn't remember, but by herself.

But does she still remember it now?

Is she going back into the abyss for the fire of wisdom and civilization, or simply for...

Become the abyss itself.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

With her as the center, endless black blood flowed out of the broken palace body, turning into sea water that returned everything to its origin, dragging everything into the source of rebirth of terror.

Luo Xi felt that a certain will had already cast his gaze downwards.

In a situation where nothing can remove the influence of Fire, and the God of Fire can return at any time with the help of human will, it is better to just return everything to "factory settings"!

The anchor knocked the hotbed to the ground, but before he could take advantage of the victory, countless twisted monsters rushed towards Luo Xi from the bloody ocean.

The Anchor Crown separates and spins, smashing all the approaching monsters into pieces, and then recovers and pursues again.

But the hotbed has struck again.

The hurricane is roaring, the rain is pouring, and the lightning is thundering!

This is the dangerous sea.

Luo Xi's fire was temporarily covered, and he was sent flying out, rolling in the air.

At this time, he was caught by a pair of hands.

"Huh? Simaya? Why are you here?" Luo Xi quickly stabilized his body and got off Simaya.

Simaya immediately said: "Mr. Liang Rendao helped me, I failed to become the Poseidon, and the one who wants to become the Poseidon is..."

Before he finished speaking, a rusty dark red air blade roared towards him.

The tail sword behind Simaya pierced forward suddenly, and Luo Xi also set up the anchor and bombarded forward!

Bang!

There was a violent explosion, accompanied by the splash of dirty blood.

The hems of Luo Xi and Simaya's hunter uniforms were raised high.

"It's this thing, right?" Luo Xi continued.

Simaya nodded with a complicated expression.

"Uuuuuuuah——" Hotbed's pale limbs crawled forward. The hunter's uniform was in tatters and could no longer cover the violently mutated body.

Luo Xi and Simaya fought fiercely with Hotbed again.

The papal city is crumbling, and the sea of ​​filth is spreading.

…

The followers of the False Gods looked blankly in the Papal City at the sea of ​​blood that exploded at the Cathedral of the Sun on the mountain in the distance.

They don't know what to do now.

The high priest is dead, and Luo Xi has subdued them. They can neither leave nor stay. The mission and the way forward are obscured by the fog. What should they do at this time?

"What are you doing?" At this time, a sonorous and powerful voice sounded from the bow of the Undersea Volcano.

Liang Rendao's long black hair seemed to be shining in the firelight behind him.

The scene filled with gunpowder smoke hardly allowed him to be contaminated by the fireworks of the world.

"That sea of ​​blood is an endless abyss, the first and final form of the ocean you know. The God of the Sea has awakened there. As sons of man and people of fire, what should you do next?!" The good man said Asked loudly.

"Stop Him!" A believer suddenly seemed to have found a way forward and shouted loudly.

"Yes, stop him! Defeat him!"

"Down with Him! Down with the sea! Kill the sea!"

Countless followers of the false religion shouted, unifying their slogans and will.

"Very good!" Liang Rendao nodded, and then continued: "Everyone, listen carefully, we must not let the heterogeneous blood sea in front of us come into contact with the lightless sea! Otherwise, the power of the sea god will be integrated, and that will be the complete return of this world. A moment of origin!”

"What are we going to do?" Some believers asked loudly.

"Just like there, just like our ancestors." The good man said, stretching out his hand and pointing to the wall of fire blocking the sunless sea in the distance.

"If you are confident in the divine fire you have nurtured and burned, then you don't need me to say anything more, right?"

"Will this stop the ocean?!"

"No!" Liang Rendao denied loudly, "But I can allow you, your friends around you, and the people behind you to hold on until someone greater than you brings salvation. Do your best and obey fate. This is not you. What do you do best?”

After the words fell, the scene fell into a long silence, leaving only the sound of sea water on both sides, distant shouts, and the sound of burning fire.

"Let's go!" A fire bearer turned around first and ran resolutely towards the dark red sea of ​​filthy blood.

"Walk!"

"For fire! For civilization!"

The people of the False God Cult, without any further guidance, completed the division of the team in an orderly manner and faced the sea of ​​blood.

Not a moment longer.

When the first pillar of bright yellow divine fire rises high, the "false god" can transform into the "true".

Pillars of fire rose from the ground and then connected with each other.

The construction of the Divine Fire Wall was completed, and subsequently withstood the impact of the hotbed of blood!

After all, the divine fire wall of the divine religion is not a fire wall that has been repaired for many years. This temporary barrier relies on human beings as stakes.

The people who bear the fire are the first to stand up and build barriers as the first torch.

After his death, countless believers came one after another and became firewood.

Even so, it is still a bit reluctant to face the hotbed of blood.

They gritted their teeth in support, watching the countless deformed monsters in front of them impact the wall of fire, feeling their bodies turn invisible in the scorching heat.

Liang Rendao put his hands on his hips and looked at this scene with a smile.

"very nice."

Stretching out his hand, a trace of flame was blown gently by him and fell into the wall of divine fire.

The next moment, the somewhat swaying divine fire wall suddenly stabilized, and the flames expanded several times!

"For the sake of the world you already have, work hard to keep burning." The good man's voice drifted away in the night wind.

…

Simaya was chopped over by the hotbed's crazy scythe, and fell into the bloody water. The surrounding monsters quickly gathered to pull her, but were blocked by the sweep of her tail.

She struggled to get up, panting violently.

After becoming a hunter, how long had it been since she had felt so powerless? She couldn't even scrape off the flesh of her opponent even to the extreme, but was driven to exhaustion?

Luo Xi was like a perpetual motion machine, the fire in his body was still burning and burning.

Siyuan Hotbed is crazy, Luo Xi seems to have a calm face, but his actions are not inferior to his opponent at all.

Technique is no longer important, it's pure speed and power, the collision between life intensity.

She glanced sideways at the two walls of fire in the distance.

Luo Xi can fight endlessly with the Origin Hotbed, but this world cannot persist. When the sea water submerges everything, the survival of a few strong men in Miaomiao cannot save the sinking of the continent and the destruction of civilization.

Luo Xi’s first collection of poems is no longer available for sale.

Not just a collection of poems, but actually a collection of novels that he secretly self-published.

I have tried to persuade him so many times, but no one reads his novels, and yet he still does whatever he wants just because he has more money.

Taking a deep breath, Simaya continued to stand up.

Burn all your own blood and create opportunities for Luo Xi...

Wow——

Suddenly, her raised hand was grabbed by another hand.

This hand had a fiery heat that was hard to ignore, and for a while it forced even the weak and deformed creatures nearby to not dare to approach.

Firewood.

The logo on the glove on this hand is... Chief Hunter of the Church of the Sun.

This is the last trace of flesh left by a hunter immersed in the hotbed. What this arm carries... is fire!

The fire held by the chief hunter of the Church of the Sun is the original fire that the Church of the Sun received from the God of Fire! Even though it has spanned a long period of time and has been consumed a lot, it is still passed on to this day!

This trace of fire is fragile and beautiful, and contains the last remnant of will.

Simaya subconsciously clenched this hand, and then she also began to burn.

The perfect blood of the sea and the fire are combined again——

Luo Xi fired several shots to force the hotbed back. Suddenly, he stopped and turned his head to look at his side.

Simaya quickly passed through the thorny road composed of countless deformed monsters, drained away the filthy sea of ​​blood, and reached out to Luo Xi.

Luo Xi stood there blankly.

Then, the two touched and combined...

raging!

The blue flower of fire blooms from the hotbed of filth.