Chapter 1556 Revenge

For a brief moment, in the space between heaven and earth, which was so narrow compared to the truly huge thing, it was completely impossible to tell whether that round of light that was so dazzling that it stung the abyss was falling or rising.

Surrounded by streams of rainbow light, the sun's disc expanded crazily like the rings of Saturn. And in the pure darkness inside, a little light jumped out of thin air and made the whole hell turbulent.

It was like a huge aggregation of countless mountains suddenly appeared on the battlefield, and the winding rift valley spread with the roar, as if it was going to crush the entire hell from the middle.

The cry of the earth, the turmoil of the sky, the cry of the storm, and the shining light.

When all kinds of sounds overlap in one place, what is played is a majestic movement that echoes throughout hell.

The shrill howl of the wind is like a fanatical hymn, the loud noise of the collapse of the earth turns into a rhythm, and the crackling sound of the cracks spreading in the sky forms a solemn and solemn melody.

This is the symphony of praise for destruction.

In this joyous song of annihilation of all things, the real sun descends into the abyss and hangs high in the sky.

Streams of light erupted like prominences, and scarlet flames surged, undulating like tides, intertwining with each other, and forming a flawless perfect circle.

Under the flames and bright light, in the core of the sun disk, the sound of steel rubbing against each other came and went.

It is running on a huge gear structure like a mountain. Countless springs like solitary peaks are spinning in the operation of the huge mechanism. Multiple ring-shaped modules are intertwined with each other. Countless complex structures are constantly changing in an instant - throughout the entire process. In the current terrifying downward trend of the source material reserve, the ferocious and cold mechanical sun finally took shape.

Looking down like a cold eye from the sky.

Wherever it shines, everything is annihilated!

The obstacles of the original abyss completely evaporated at the moment of contact. All the defenses in the Nowhere Country began to burn vigorously under the wave of sun.

Countless black blood-like rainstorms squirmed violently, evaporated, and let out their last desperate wails.

The land of nothing is rapidly collapsing.

Such a scene...

In the sudden trance, Mathers lost his mind and forgot to escape.

All he can recall is the catastrophic scene when the kingdom of heaven fell from the sky and fell into the center of the earth.

All the beauty in the world fell together with that huge outline, extinguished, and was buried in eternal darkness.

Everything they used to bury others appeared in front of him again at this moment.

"What are you still waiting for, Mathers, let's go! Don't live up to Westcott's sacrifice!" Edward roared, pulling him, trying to pull the sluggish man, but Mathers remained motionless.

But, he was fascinated by the burning glow.

"Go away, Edward, and leave me alone."

Mathers told him without looking back.

"you……"

Edward was stunned and found it hard to be confident: "Have you given up?"

"I'm just a little tired."

Mathers took off his hat, turned back for the last time, glanced at his friends who had accompanied him into hell, and suddenly laughed: "We have worked so hard for so many years, chasing a dream that is too far away."

"..."

In the brief silence, Edward said nothing and just smiled sadly. It was as if he had finally woken up from the lies he had deceived himself.

The matter has come to this, and there is nothing more that can be done.

They have already lost.

Mathers was unwilling to fight to the death any longer.

"Farewell, my friend." Edward glanced at him one last time, turned around, walked into the rift opened by Bennett, and disappeared.

Soon, Bennett's crack also collapsed in the burning flames.

The original abyss, Absu, evaporated under Dongjun’s scorching sun!

Immediately afterwards, half of the enlightened man's body turned into ashes, but his expression remained calm. Until the end, he was not shaken by his own failure, nor was he afraid of the coming of death.

Just under the burning glow of the corona, he raised his head and looked at the sky, as if he could see the brilliant stars hidden behind the night.

His lips opened and closed silently, as if he said something.

But no one responded.

Just like that, turned into ashes.

And then, when the land of nothingness completely fell, the frame of Zhuangzai My Blood and countless double-spiral giant pillars fell apart in the engulfment of the light tide.

Mathers calmly took off his hat.

Let the face quickly break apart, and the scarlet fragments peel off.

He just raised his head and looked persistently at the burning mechanical sun, looking for traces of Huai Shi and recalling the bright flash in his memory.

"I really want to take a look again..."

He murmured softly, his eyes turned into charcoal in the light of destruction, and his skull was exposed from under the peeling face.

Unfortunately, the Book of Destiny never answered his call.

Not from the beginning.

It chose Huaishi - and the place where Huaishi went was the ruins that they abandoned like worn-out shoes.

Perhaps Russell was right.

——The president is dead long ago and will never come back. The so-called Golden Dawn and the so-called savior plan were empty talk from the beginning.

They were angry at the blindness and madness of the former ideal country, so they chose to rebel. But from the beginning, what they were pursuing might not exist.

The ideal that cannot be found in the present situation cannot be found in the abyss.

For so many years, at best, I have just unconsciously continued this madness and blindness.

Now, the time has come for the end.

Witnessing such a majestic destruction again, his heart no longer had the sadness and pain he felt when the kingdom of heaven fell in the past, only peace remained.

Ah, this is the bad karma I created due to my arrogance and fear.

In the soul-engulfing flames, the solidifier named Mathers sighed silently.

"——Please, hate me."

In this way, he turned his back to the stars and headed towards lonely destruction.

Woodman, Mathers, Westcott... one name after another disappeared into ashes.

From this moment on, the organization called the Golden Dawn came to an end.

Only the tyrannical scorching sun was left, shining down on everything.

Three minutes later, in the abyss, in a hidden base in a remote hell, blood flowed silently into the cracks in the earth, and corpses were scattered everywhere.

Anubis raised the muzzle of the gun indifferently, pulled the trigger, and completely destroyed the last remains.

In the channel of Hell Fortress Horus, Ms. Chen’s response sounded:

"Edward, deal with it."

"Very good, just go faster."

The vice-principal pushed up his glasses expressionlessly: "There are still four suspected areas and sixteen Solidifier targets... The cleaning has just begun, madam."

"And the holidays are nowhere in sight, right?"

Anubis sneered jokingly, turned towards the light of the Styx, and disappeared from the depths without a trace.

And in the abyss at this moment, when Horus descended on the battlefield, the sixteen wars scattered in every corner came to an end one by one.

Not enjoying the sweetness of victory for a moment, whether they were the ascendants or the hell crowd, the white doves, red deer and gray whales wiped the blood off their faces indifferently and started busy cleaning up.

Everything that remains will be annihilated.

Slaughtering, destroying, destroying, and burning... is better than anything they did to the Utopia in the past!

Just above the battlefield between the current situation and the abyss, outside the range that the sun has not covered, in the desolate wilderness, a charred figure emerged out of thin air.

Falling to the ground.

The Solidifier, known as the Heretic King, slowly stood up and breathed. The tragic trauma that left only half of his body and his soul on the verge of collapse miraculously regained stability and stopped deteriorating.

But soon, the burnt face slowly turned around and looked at the violent steel sun in the distance.

To be precise, it was the figure that gradually appeared in front of him under the scorching sun.

Like the embodiment of muscles,

The bald-haired man was wearing a tight vest and sports shorts. He was slowly moving his shoulders and wrists, warming up slowly and meticulously.

It's almost like arriving at the gym.

There was even a worn-out fitness backpack that was given away for free when you signed up for membership, which was abandoned not far away.

"Luo Siwei?"

The heretic king suddenly realized, and he recognized the face that was completely different from the past: "It's true, long time no see."

"I'm sorry, I don't have much time to chat. Someone spent money, a lot of money, to ensure that not a single remnant of the Golden Dawn can escape."

Luo Siwei raised his head and told him: "It just so happened that I was looking for odd jobs recently, so I...returned to my old job."

The legendary mercenary Ghost King, who had caused countless killings between the border and hell in the past, raised his fist towards his teacher.

"That's fine."

The withered skeleton nodded clearly, raised its intact fist again, and pointed it at him: "I haven't competed with you for a long time."

"Come!"

boom!

In an instant, Luo Siwei disappeared on the spot, and the heretic king also disappeared on the spot.

There was only a deep dig mark on the earth, and the end of the rift almost extended to the end of hell.

On the deepest rock, under Luo Si's advancing iron fist, the heretic king was shattered into pieces.

Only the last head remains.

This is [lactic acid accumulation], liberation!

"You're about to die suddenly, so don't imitate others in fighting, old man."

Luo Siwei slowly withdrew his fist from the heretic king's broken skull, took out a thermos cup from his pocket, took a sip of protein powder, replenished his water, and finally asked:

"Before you die, could you please have some mercy and tell me where the piper is?"

"have no idea."

The heretic king said coldly, "It has nothing to do with me."

The blow that destroyed the lineage in the past and the push of the piper were just the last straw. Even without the Piper, the Ascendants who are obsessed with power and destruction cannot escape the temptation of the abyss.

Even after all these years, he still didn't care.

"It's so ridiculous, old guy, to turn yourself into this ghost."

Luo Siwei shook his head in disappointment: "What on earth are you pursuing?"

"The limits of self."

On the broken face, the jaws opened and closed, and he answered calmly: "Not bound by anything, not eroded by any hardships. I will live forever with the world."

He said: "Until there is no so-called limit anymore."

"So, did you get it?" Luo Siwei asked.

"Too far."

In the eyes of the Heretic King, there was a trace of subtle regret.

Compared with the nearly eternal pursuit, after only three steps, I was already exhausted... Such a pity.

Looking down at the embarrassed appearance, Luo Siwei couldn't help but mock, "I've exhausted everything, but what I got in exchange is nothing more than mirror flowers and moonlight. For you, you are truly worthy of being called a heretic."

boom!

The moment the fist hit again, it was so devastating that it crushed the last of the teacher's life. From the opponent's collapsed soul, the former authority of Indra was drawn out - a hook flowing with endless thunder and lightning.

"Stop thinking about that limit, old man."

Luo Siwei stuffed his authority into his pocket and finally told him: "When people get old, it's time to die. If you die early, it will be good for you and others.

If I had understood this truth earlier, I would not have fallen to this level. "

The heretic king said nothing.

However, he used his last strength to raise his eyes and looked at the sky.

He never paid attention to the scorching sun in the sky, nor did he look at the stars that had nothing to do with him. Instead, he fell into the darkness of eternal nothingness, the end of his search.

"Pity."

The king of heretics was reduced to ashes.

In the silence, Luo Siwei never left.

Instead, he still stood there and turned his head slightly, as if he sensed something.

Behind him, a darkness like clouds and mist stood silently.

Quietly staring at the end of the past.

haven't seen you for a long time.

Luo Si opened his mouth to speak, but for a long time, no sound came out. He could only hear the laughter in his memories coming from behind.

"Have you met Xiaoxian?"

In the long silence, Luo Siwei asked softly: "She is a good child, right? She is like you, but she is different from me when she is persistent.

I thought the child was troublesome at first, but before I knew it, she grew up. "

The darkness listened quietly.

"...I went to Cavadisi once. I found the house I lived in before. It was repaired for a long time and I planted a lot of marigolds in front."

"Later, I returned to Dongxia. When I was raising my daughter, I opened a gym. Unexpectedly, I won several awards. But later, I accidentally kidnapped my daughter by a practitioner. After hesitating for a long time, Still didn’t kill him.”

Luo Siwei laughed at himself and looked at the scorching steel sun above the sky, "Now...I'm afraid I can hardly beat him. To be honest, I regret it."

He said, "I should have come to you sooner."

Dark and speechless.

"Mana, are you listening?"

He hesitated and opened his mouth to say something, but he felt a hug from behind.

It was so light and so close that he could no longer make any sounds of retention or invitation.

The tense body gradually relaxed.

He closed his eyes.

Until I felt a gentle kiss like wet mist, touching her deeply.

"Goodbye, Traveler."

In this way, calling out the nickname of the past. In the gradually dissipating darkness, the footsteps faded away.

Luo Siwei was left standing still, raising his head, bathing in the wind of hell. After a long time, he smiled bitterly and said nothing.

But in the end, he looked at the steel sun in the distance and frowned: "Is such a big light bulb an eyesore?"

Taiyang looked away in embarrassment.

No more annoying.

When the steel sun collapses again and goes out.

The busy Hell Fortress was still operating, and dozens of secret rituals fell down to cover the battlefield that was reduced to ashes. Huge wreckage and remnants were suspended in the sky under the pull of gravity.

Bit by bit, they fell into the interior of the steel city and were recycled in different categories.

"Isaac, come here and take a look at this."

The vice-principal who was presiding over the affairs heard the Grand Master's voice, and his figure disappeared instantly, reappearing in the huge square.

Mikhail waved to him, pointed at the meteorite-like boulder in front of him, and the incomplete face shrouded in countless dark crystals.

——Wescott!

The faint vitality still remains in it...

"Still alive?"

The vice principal frowned and his eyes turned cold.

The frame known as the domain of eternal time unfolded from the hand. After analyzing it with insight, it was discovered that apart from the vague source of fluctuations, there was actually something else sealed inside.

"What's in there?" he asked.

"I don't know unless I break it open."

The Grand Master pinched the steel stubble on his chin and glanced at the Dragon Calling Flute not far away: "I do have a good bottle opener here."

The vice-principal nodded: "Then take the lead first..."

"Wait a moment! Wait a moment! Wait a moment!"

A face with a frivolous smile appeared together with an inexplicable door, blocking the vice principal and grand master.

Creator Shah!

"Sorry, we need to take this away."

Shah walked out from behind the door, followed by a large number of figures covered in protective clothing. He lowered his head and flipped through the form in his hand, taking inventory: "Next, please first transfer Aleister's production equipment, named Let’s hand over the consciousness of the Fool and the core of the Land of Nothingness..."

In the silence, the Grand Master remained silent, did not speak, and looked at him indifferently.

And Shah smiled, nonchalantly.

Until he suppressed his anger and squeezed out a voice through his teeth, "I said, you guys, have you crossed the line?"

"Well, I understand your resistance and displeasure, but before that, please look at this -"

Shah raised his hand and pulled out a thick contract like magic: "This is your Mr. Russell, who did the mortgage loan business at Eternal Fund.

According to the terms of the contract, after both parties reach an agreement, we will release the loan in kind in batches, and according to the repayment period——"

【? ? ? 】

The Grand Master's expression twitched, and he instinctively sensed that something was not right. He raised his hand to stop it: "Wait a minute, what did that guy loan?"

"Well, there are quite a few."

Shah flipped through the contract and replied: "In addition to a reserve of source matter and a large number of materials needed for the sublimation of the heavenly lineage, as well as a large number of businesses undertaken by the Survival Institute - including the installation and debugging of the sun's debris, the heavenly Agent production and processing of the four functional modules of the Hell Fortress, as well as the subsequent repair work of Osiris..."

Even a short report of a large amount of messy stuff took a full eight or nine minutes. By the end of the reading, Shah's lips were a little dry.

"Then what does this have to do with anything!"

Mikhail couldn't help but get angry: "Why should someone else pay for the money he owes?"

"That's the most embarrassing part."

Shah sighed and spread his hands: "Because the collateral he provided was the subject of the Land of Nothing and the souls of the main members of the Golden Dawn."

"To put it simply, it's all your trophies."

The tool man of the Survival Institute rubbed his face, with mixed emotions: "Although it was our negligence that we did not agree on the general integrity of the collateral before, even if there is nothing left after you burn it, it must be sealed in accordance with the preservation practices of the destruction elements. , not even one grain can be left.

So, please cooperate with me. My mood is also very complicated. "

"..."

In this sudden embarrassment, Mikhail finally couldn't hold himself any longer, and the corners of his eyes twitched crazily.

You use the money from selling your enemy to blow up all his ashes, and there is not even ashes left, and you have to use it to get a mortgage loan... Regardless of whether you are a human being or not, it still has to be you!

It was only now that he realized that the vice-principal, who had remained silent since Shah's appearance, was so unusual.

There seemed to be some regret of not being able to steal the chicken still lingering on that deliberately stern face...

It’s not just that old bastard Russell, but you are also involved, right?