Chapter 599 Repayment

At this moment, the bridge of the Iron Crystal Seat was filled with a sharp alarm sound, and the error pop-up windows were stacked in scarlet.

The moment Huai Shi opened the door, the entire Twilight Village was on the verge of collapse. If it weren't for the constant repairs by the Dome Giant, it would have already fallen apart.

But now, curses and despair are like the sea, beginning to submerge the entire world inch by inch... Almost all observation instruments are screaming crazily at the highest volume allowed by the appearance settings.

The communications director's ears were deafened by the reports from his subordinates.

"Warning, the depth value in the area begins to climb...14, 15...20! The depth value is 20!"

"The final depth of the center is 23! It has reached the theoretical limit!"

"The black boxization of the tower area has been completed, but it cannot be sealed off for too long."

"The hell dissolution phenomenon began to accelerate, and the estimated final time accelerated from six hours to four hours."

The mess of bad news almost blocked his ears, but the communications director really wished he could block it, at least he wouldn't have to listen to the rest anymore.

"Where is Huai Shi?" He adjusted his glasses and asked, "Are you still alive?"

"Biological signals are unstable, but functions can still be maintained."

This is a blessing in misfortune.

The communications director looked at the physical signs displayed on the screen and didn't know whether he should breathe a sigh of relief or be cautious.

It’s unbelievable that he’s still alive after this.

Is this going too far?

In such an exaggerated concentration of cursed environment, immersed in it without any protection, an ordinary sublimator would have been polluted into an unknown ghost long ago. How could he still be able to move and breathe like he is now?

How bad is the situation inside...

"Where's the image?"

He raised his voice, "The internal image came through."

"The accuracy is insufficient. The people in the mechanical department are urgently replacing the probe... No, the depth interference is too great!"

"It doesn't matter what you change. It doesn't matter if you change the head. Get the problem solved quickly!"

Even with the technology and amazing efficiency of the iron crystal base, it still took five minutes to peel off the noise and interference caused by the deep plunge and reveal the internal conditions on the screen.

It was a... boiling ocean.

In the never-ending wailing, the darkness was surging thickly, and he wanted to set off a frenzy in anger, but he could never break free from the restraints.

There were prayers and screams, but most of them were hollow whines that had long been numb.

The sea of ​​disaster brewed by those remaining spirits surged rapidly, and countless limbs extended from it, pulling randomly and covering Huai Shi's body.

Wanting to pull him into the deepest depths of darkness.

When they are outside the gate, they cannot affect Huaishi, but once Huaishi walks inside, there is no protection at all.

Trapped in a quagmire, unable to extricate myself.

There were constant sounds of chains breaking, and the rusty blockade could no longer imprison those crazy souls. Darkness spreads, and countless afterimages envelope Huai Shi's body

The further forward you go, the more you feel yourself being rapidly eroded and assimilated...

"It feels...cold...but...very refreshing..."

Panting drowsily, Huai Shi managed to squeeze out a smile, but the smile was not much better than crying.

Under his feet, the turbulent ocean was constantly shaking, and countless deformed limbs stretched out from it, pulling on his body.

Threads of darkness spread from the place they pulled, like a spider web, climbing up his neck and covering his face.

It is the curse conceived in despair, the essence condensed in pain, and the record carried by the fragments of the soul.

And their fragmented records and memories...

Every touch makes Huaishi "empathize" with everything they encounter, making what happened to them happen again in Huaishi.

To ravage his soul.

It was as if my soul had cracked open again, split into millions of selves, and I constantly felt the pain etched in this dark ocean.

It was like everything that had happened in the celestial sphere was beginning to repeat itself.

But this time there is no struggle and redemption, no satisfaction and ending, only endless despair and pain.

The more you struggle, the deeper you sink into the quagmire.

Even if he climbed with all his strength, he couldn't stop the thick darkness from creeping up his neck. He was losing strength and was being pulled into the ocean of darkness little by little.

An angry roar sounded from the iron crystal seat.

He is a great master.

"What's going on, Russell!"

The Grand Master stared at the projection in the teaching and research room with wide eyes, "You never told me about this! What is going on?"

During the observation, Huai Shi was being eroded and assimilated by the records of hell at a thousand times faster than ordinary people, falling towards the 'solidified' ending... The speed was so fast, so fast that it was simply unbelievable.

It's like he has no resistance to it!

"It's just like a friendly constitution."

Russell said: "He himself is the best carrier of Abyss records, but his degree of affinity is a bit too much. It's not something worth making a fuss about, right?"

The Grand Master was in disbelief, "You didn't say such an important thing earlier?"

Russell held the tea cup and replied calmly: "Didn't you ask me too?"

But no matter how righteous his words and how confident he seemed, his mood was by no means as calm as he showed.

The tea cup in my hand has been held for a long time, and it has been brought to my mouth, but I have forgotten to drink it.

He just looked straight at the scene transmitted on the screen.

Unblinking.

In his other hand, he still held the emergency recall activation switch, but he still couldn't make up his mind to use the final safety.

Just a little bit, just a little bit...

He couldn't help but get closer, as if his whole body was almost touching the screen.

Watching Huai Shi's final struggle.

Looking forward to a miracle.

But at that moment, Huai Shi's movements suddenly stopped for a moment, his eyes widened, and his outstretched palms froze in the air.

Immediately afterwards, it was completely covered by the sticky sea of ​​darkness.

No more trace.

On the high tower, the ray of pure white remaining light quickly faded and was torn apart by the sound of wailing.

Hell is swallowed up by darkness.

In the dead silence, only the restless snowflakes and scarlet warnings remained on the big screen of the Iron Crystal.

[Signal interruption]

"Russell!"

The Grand Master roared, "What are you waiting for!!!"

"Wait a moment." Russell unconsciously moved closer and stared at the screen in front of him, "Wait a moment...it's not time to give up yet."

On the tea cup in his hand, nervous cracks gradually appeared.

The torturous silence comes.

Only the struggling ticking of the second hand echoed.

Huai Shi felt like she was about to melt.

Like a sugar cube falling into ink, the existence of the soul gradually becomes thinner.

But the pain became more and more clear, purely reflected in every part of the nerves, but he doubted whether there was such a thing as nerves in his body now.

It's like thousands of selves have fallen into thousands of different hells at the same time, experiencing completely different pains.

He wanted to struggle, but he could not resist the gravity of this dark ocean. Even though he kept trying to awaken the stigmata, Shao Siming was gradually unable to respond to his will.

The miracle was leaving him.

There was too much despair, like staring at the death of a child countless times.

The burial sanctuary that sheltered the last consciousness had begun to crack.

About to collapse in the fall.

The light of the Sword of Virtue is dimming rapidly, and it can no longer resist the erosion of despair and falls apart.

This was the final straw.

It's obviously just the last bit...

Huai Shi wanted to smile bitterly, but she didn't even have the strength to smile.

In the darkness, he closed his eyes.

I just want to sigh.

You're an idiot, Huai Shi, no one will come to save you this time.

A pointless gamble with your life.

In the end, he couldn't save anyone...

It was at that moment that a hand emerged from the deepest part of the sea of ​​despair, propped up his back, and stopped his fall abruptly.

Huai Shi looked back in astonishment and saw the broken face covered with rust in the darkness.

Deja vu.

That's...the Changer?

That was indeed the figure I had seen in the sub-control center, the king of casters who created countless steel beasts!

On that peeling face, a smile appeared.

It's like an illusion.

Regardless of his broken body, he stretched out his arms and lifted Huai Shi up!

Then, another hand stretched out from above and grabbed Huai Shi's wrist.

"You shouldn't be here...this is not your burial place."

The last flame burned on the majestic and ferocious iron face, and the caster named "The Constant One" pulled him and saved him from the edge of dissolution.

Then, it fell apart in the darkness.

Then, there was the ‘Grower’, whose twisted and cracked arms like trees stretched out from the deepest part of the dark ocean, holding Huai Shi’s body up with difficulty.

"Go, stranger, where you belong!"

One after another, incomplete outlines emerged in this ocean. The former caster kings used their last bit of strength to lift him up from the bottomless despair.

He cannot be allowed to fall into such a miserable situation.

At the moment when they passed by each other, the last hope and strength were placed in his hands.

In the deepest darkness, a light shines.

It illuminated Huai Shi's eyes.

It was the remaining spirits who woke up from the eternal dream of despair who opened their arms and opened a small gap in the dark sea, opening up a short passage for him bit by bit.

This is the last gratitude left in countless crazy souls, offering a small gift of thanks to the redeemer.

"Thank you……"

The hallucinatory voice dissipated in the wail of hell.

Huai Shi froze on the spot, looking at the tiny wisp of firefly in her palm, in disbelief.

"Did you see it, Huai Shi?"

A distant voice sounded from my ears, "In the deepest despair, there is still hope for you."

The phantom of the flying bird stared into his eyes and told him: "This is not an accident, nor is it any rule that has ever existed. It has nothing to do with me or others, but a change brought about by you personally, created by you. A miracle. No one can enjoy this privilege but you."

"Everything you do is not meaningless."

Huaishi said nothing.

It was at that moment that the outline of a sword blade emerged from the faint fireflies.

It's burning.

From the deepest darkness, Huai Shi's eyes were illuminated.

It ignited everything, tore apart the deepest ocean of darkness, stopped all the whining, and turned into a fierce flame, announcing its own existence.

There is great power emerging from that little bit of light, turning into a torrent and dispelling despair. From the solemn long sword, a sacred coat of arms is outlined.

As if he had finally awakened from a deep sleep, Shao Siming's divinity circulated in Huai Shi's body, listening to countless desperate prayers and accepting this offering from hell.

Send down the destiny!

It was at that moment that a clear beep sounded from the communication, breaking the dead silence of the Iron Crystal Seat.

Unknown signal, continue!

The scarlet warning disappeared without a trace, replaced by the fierce light surging in the dark sea, and the wailing voice that tore through everything.

It was a solemn declaration coming from the end of despair, which gradually turned into thunder and resounded throughout hell.

"Don't...go gentle...into that good night..."

In the turbulent sea of ​​darkness, someone whispered softly, telling everyone: "When you are old, you should burn and roar at the sunset."

"Roar, roar, and denounce the retreat of light."

"——Rebuke, rebuke the disappearance of the light!"

Then the sea of ​​despair boiled.

Because the pain could no longer restrain him, endless waves emerged from the creeping darkness, causing them to struggle crazily and try to escape hastily.

It is like a trumpet being blown, opening the first seal.

A thin figure stepped out of the darkness.

He is burning, he is moving forward, with a crown on his head and a white horse following him.

He will win again and again!

Russell's eyes widened and he subconsciously wanted to drink water, but the teacup had already been crushed by his hand. No matter how hard it was to hide his gaffe, no one would pay attention anymore.

Everyone stared at the screen blankly, looking at the figure rising from the darkness like dawn.

"It's time for the sun to rise..."

Russell whispered softly, grinning, his eyes seemed to be shining, full of expectation: "Go and destroy everything, Mr. Jean Valjean!"

So, above the dark ocean, the brilliant sword was raised high, tearing apart the dark sky, illuminating those solemn and cold eyes.

"I would like to surrender my whole soul to this sword, and my virtue will coexist with our legend——"

Overlooking the sea of ​​despair in front of her, Huai Shi stared at the painful and numb faces, roaring with all her strength, telling every remaining soul in pain.

"O great spirit of the gods, rely on this sword."

At this moment, it seems that the will of a god really comes in response to Huai Shi's oath, running on the blade formed by pure light, sending down mercy, turning it into the axis of all things, around which everything should revolve. .

Declare it here.

"——The mighty night ends here!"

The sword blade fell.

The mighty flames roared forward, causing the turbulent hell to suddenly solidify.

The despair and pain that were not worth mentioning disappeared silently under its illumination, and the dark ocean twitched violently, opening up to both sides.

Reveal the straight road.

From the burning glow, the majestic white horse neighed and galloped out, crossing the dark ocean and countless pain and despair.

"Sun Maker, today, I will save everything!"

Huaishi looked down at the bound Gear Emperor and told him: "Bring extinction to you!"

In the restraints of the throne, the withered face smiled, leaning towards the fate that had come. The layers of armor quickly opened, revealing the hard-beating heart inside.

No more hesitation.

In Huai Shi's hand, the brilliant sword of light stabbed down and penetrated the body... completely tearing the heart apart!

A moment of silence.

Immediately afterwards, pure white flames burst out.

From top to bottom, it penetrated all obstacles, completely breaking the blockade of disaster, causing endless darkness to erupt from it, burning and spreading in all directions.

"Quick, quick, quick!!!"

On the iron crystal seat, the Grand Master roared, "Everyone, move faster! Activate all the secret rituals and stabilize the depth. This is the final work -"

At that moment, Atlas, the dome giant, raised his face.

With a sacred halo on his head, he took a step forward, stretched out his hand, and pressed it on the heart of the eternally frozen furnace. Cooperating with Huai Shi's movements, from the inside out, completely destroy this artifact that will only bring disaster and pain!

After losing the response of the master control center, the broken perpetual motion machine could no longer stop rough dismantling from the outside world.

Destroy the form, destroy the composition, break the balance, and destroy the miracle...

This is the most cruel method of destruction, leaving no room for error. It will freeze the heart of the furnace forever and completely destroy it!

The secret ritual that had long enveloped the entire hell has now turned into a huge alchemical furnace, accurately bringing its destruction. Countless fragments fell from the tower, and in the violent explosion, slowly moved toward the ground. fall.

The sky should have been shattered, but at this moment it was silent and silent.

When the wails that have lingered here for thousands of years come to an end, what remains is a silence that is difficult to break.

Countless squirming remnant spirits finally rose slowly out of the darkness, and dissipated into the air as the secret ritual was purified. Those wriggling, deformed limbs quickly stiffened, solidified, and fell apart under the illumination of the divine light.

Dissipated into a handful of dust.

There was no more sound.

The end of peace, which has been delayed for thousands of years, has finally arrived.

When countless clouds dissipated, a sky filled with cracks was revealed. The originally disgusting dull colors quickly faded, and the eternal dusk was completely over.

At the end of the earth, a hallucinatory dawn rose, swallowing up everything.

it's over.

My neck hurts and my elbows hurt. I originally planned to take leave, but I don’t want to delay it any longer. I’m sorry for the late update.