Chapter 1902 The Moment of Collapse

Bobota was still chattering to himself, completely immersed in his own world, and did not even notice that his skin began to appear cracks in the blazing sun. At the same time, a large amount of stinky liquid mixed with thick green pus and sweat dripped continuously, and then evaporated by the hot sand, filling the air with a rotten smell.

After five minutes, Popota finally stopped talking. Because he saw cracked skin all over his body and evaporated flesh and blood.

"I never realized that my sense of smell and pain have disappeared? Are I about to collapse?"

Extremely complicated emotions flashed through Bobota's eyes, including shock, fear and terror.

Even though he had thought about the scene of his death countless times and was ready to die, when it came to this moment, he still felt timid and fearful.

For some, death is not the end, but a symbol of another freedom from bondage. But for Popota, death means that the soul will be imprisoned by the devil forever. How can Popota not be afraid at the thought of eternal sinking?

Bobota even thought about letting his soul be completely annihilated, but he did not have the courage, and he was shackled by the devil's contract, so he was unable to do it.

Now, he could only watch helplessly as the flesh and blood on his body evaporated, and finally died.

Death was inevitable, and after a long period of fear, Popota finally accepted his fate. There was regret and guilt in his eyes, which finally turned into helplessness and relief.

When he felt his body getting weaker and weaker and no longer able to watch the revolving door of memories, Bobota finally walked out of the rainforest called "self".

Popota looked at Angel and said softly: "Sir, the time is almost up."

Angel nodded, responding to Bobota's words.

"I have lived a very miserable life. Most of the time, I have been searching and losing." Popota: "In the beginning, my sister and I depended on each other, because we couldn't see the goal and lived in confusion; later, I In the inheritance of my ancestors, I found my own goal to revive the glory of the Baiyuan clan. At that time, I really thought that I had found the direction of my life's struggle, but I didn't expect that after finding the so-called goal, I lost it. My favorite sister.”

"Later, I began to look for my sister, the future, and the way in which the prophecy could bring me strength. In the same way, I also lost myself, my soul, and my original intention."

"After going through so much, I now realize that the most peaceful moments in my life were actually during the period when I had no goals... Also, during the past few months when I was in the adult bracelet." Bobo Ta showed a self-deprecating look: "The former means that you don't have to worry about the goal, while the latter means that you will exile yourself knowing that you cannot achieve the goal."

"Now it seems that all my pursuits in this life are just illusions. What I enjoy more is being a carefree person."

"But, there is no chance."

When Popota said this, he seemed to be confessing his past self in his heart and fell into a long silence. After a while, he continued: "Sir, thank you for taking care of me during this time."

Angel just stared at Bobota quietly, waiting for his words.

"This morning, luckily another deformed soft worm hatched out. I have isolated it in the insect nest. Also, I have recorded the experience of cultivating soft worms that I have studied with my sister these days. The book is placed on the table, adults can check it at any time."

Popota continued to ramble: "Although the soft deformed insects do not need to be cultivated with gold, they may still die if they are not taken care of for a long time. Therefore, if you still plan to continue to cultivate the soft deformed insects, try your best to cultivate them after my death." Find someone to take my place sooner.”

"Furthermore, if the female worm is not continuously stimulated, she will probably lose the ability to give birth to soft shape-shifting worms. But if she is stimulated too frequently, her lifespan will be consumed. Too much is not enough..."

Popota talked a lot about the shape-shifting soft bugs, probably hoping to ignore the physical collapse.

Angel looked at Bobota, who was almost covered in ulcers, and nodded slightly: "I understand."

After a pause, Angel looked at Bobota: "Do you have anything else to say?"

Popota paused for a moment and then said: "Although my sister kept telling me not to trouble the adults because of her, in the end, it was her who I still couldn't let go of. I couldn't look at her anymore. If the adults could Help her and I will be satisfied."

Angel: "Huahua has also helped me. No matter in terms of interest exchange or emotion, I will try my best to help her."

"Thank you." Popota wanted to smile to express his gratitude, but as soon as he smiled, a piece of skin wrapped in flesh and blood fell off from the corner of his mouth.

Angel: "Besides, what else do you want to say?"

Popota thought for a while, "Aside from my sister, the one I care about most is Dudolo..."

When Dudolo was mentioned, Popota seemed to think of something and suddenly paused. After a while, he shook his head: "Originally I thought about it...but forget it, Dudolo has his own ideas. My dream and the burden of the Baiyuan clan should not be forced on him."

"Now I just hope that Dudolo can live. After all, he is the last person of the Baiyuan clan. Even if it cannot become the hope of the eternal night, it should not become the despair of the end."

When Bopota said this, he looked at Angel: "But I don't need to worry about this. And I believe that the adults will choose the best way for Dodolo. After all, the adults are the most profound and indelible belief in Dodolo's heart."

When the voice fell, Bopota's skin had completely collapsed. It looked like a skinned corpse in the laboratory, terrifying and horrifying.

Angel was silent for a moment: "The time is almost up."

Bopota lowered his head and looked at his "unobstructed" internal organs and skeleton, and said self-deprecatingly: "I should look very ugly now, fortunately my sister didn't see this scene."

After speaking, Bopota looked at Angel and said softly in a voice that only he could hear: "Thank you adults... Goodbye."

After speaking, Bopota closed his eyes.

He could see that he was only one step away from the final death.

Because, there were also cracks in the thinking space that did not exist in the present world. At the same time, a thick black mist floated out of the cracks.

As the black fog dispersed, a circle of light appeared in the middle of the black fog.

It was like a total solar eclipse.

This was the Deep Mark, the true name of the peerless demon god, the Lord of the Deep.

The last time it appeared was when Bopota used the Deep Mark to consume all his potential and fought hard; and this time its appearance meant...

It was time for him to pay the price for the Demon God Contract.