Chapter 1088 Red Dragon

The crowned one.

When this vocabulary was revealed from Livatin's mouth, even Berloge could not help but lose his mind slightly. This is the supreme existence above the glory, only in the legend and assumptions.

Countless scholars have been seeking the existence of this level, but they have never thought that as early as a long time ago, this high force was realized in the hands of the devil.

"Mammon is a greedy and stubborn guy. He will never share his wealth with anyone, even his chosen ones."

Livatin shared these secrets to Berlogo generously. "The speechless person you see is just an empty puppet, just like the throat of swallowing Yuan. He can control the Silent One as if he were a part of himself."

"I'm not surprised by this," Boluogo nodded. "In the final analysis, the chosen one is never the devil's partner, but just a bigger chess piece."

There are not many such examples, but Bologeau knows almost all of them.

The arrogant Chosen One, the Night King, he was twisted into the evil of this world, the source of the Night Clan, the empire that maintains blood, the Chosen One of pleasure, but an empty body made by the devil to experience the mortal world. , the lazy chosen one became the victim of the deal between the devil and the Bureau of Order, and was permanently sealed among the people...

After all comparisons, the only ones that can be considered as "healthy" relationships are Borogo and Leviathan, and Fury and Saizon.

No...he and Leviathan are not that healthy.

Boluogo is not a naive child. He knows that he and Leviathan can sit here and chat politely, sharing a lot of important information, just because the two of them are on the same chariot. Once the external pressure disappears, , there were differences between the two, and Boluogo had no doubt that Leviathan would immediately draw a sword against him.

Leviathan controls the Axis of Time system, which is the best bargaining chip to control Bologo.

Borlog asked, "How did he do it?"

"I guess that Mammon's method of breaking through the boundaries is divided into two steps. First, it is his peculiar protection and greed and independence," Leviathan said after realizing, "Obviously, the protection... The amount of ether reserves in this ether pool is far beyond your imagination."

"Not only can it transform the Silent Ones into an extraordinary legion, it can also concentrate all the power and pile up the individual's ether intensity to the limit, surpass the critical point, and become the crowned one."

"Secondly, as the carrier of power, the Silent One itself."

Leviathan narrowed his eyes. He showed the demeanor of a scholar. Although the confrontation was only for a moment, he had already obtained enough information from the clues.

"The Silent One's alchemical matrix originated from the aliens. Naturally, Mammon cannot perfectly replicate the power of the aliens, but its imitation power alone is enough to be regarded as the 'most perfect alchemical matrix'. This perfect matrix has To break through the critical foundation.”

Bologo thought about Leviathan's words and recalled in his mind the few experiences of fighting against the Silent Ones. The Alchemical Matrix of the Silent Ones has unimaginable shaping power. With the strength of the ether shared by the ether pool, , he can switch between various levels freely.

The ether pool is the source of power, and the Perfect Matrix is ​​the certificate of promotion. Both reside in the infinitely divided immortal body and are governed by the will of Mammon.

Body, mind and spirit, the trinity.

"You are so afraid of the crowned one, does it mean that the crowned one has the power to defeat the devil?" Bologo realized another problem and warned, "But the crowned one is after all a creation of the ether and does not have authority and original sin. "

Leviathan did not answer this question immediately. He still squinted his eyes, looking deep in thought.

Boluogo did not pursue him, but carefully observed Leviathan's expression. He knew that he had asked the key question. This question would involve the existence of the devil himself. Leviathan was hesitant. Consider telling Bologger the secret.

The silence did not last long. Before Leviathan could give an answer, Boluogo put forward his conjecture.

"The alien visitor is indeed a god in the true sense, a god who was exiled from the world of Aurora. His arrival brought ether and also made the ether world pay attention to our material world."

Boluogo recalled, examined, and analyzed calmly, "I have always been in a misunderstanding. I always subconsciously equate visitors from outer space with the ether and the ether realm, but this is wrong."

"The aliens from the outside cannot represent the etheric realm. In other words, the aliens themselves also originate from the etheric realm."

Leviathan showed an interested expression and encouraged, "Go on, I'm listening."

"Since Mammon can imitate a set of alchemical matrix from the corpses of alien visitors, coupled with the way the secret source guides humans, it also spreads the power of the alchemical matrix and turns itself into a source and server of power.

So can I understand that the alchemy matrix itself is a way of promotion that comes from the etheric realm. "

Boluogo spoke faster and faster. At this moment, he felt that he had truly understood the truth of the alchemy matrix, so that he also had a certain vague understanding of the legendary world of Aurora. and understanding.

"As long as the ether concentration is high enough and the alchemical matrix is ​​perfect enough, mortal creatures will also have the ability to continuously advance and sublimate in this sacred ceremony... until they become gods."

After realizing all this, Blogo suddenly burst into laughter. He did not control his laughter, and his chest rose and fell violently.

Leviathan asked, "What are you laughing at?"

"I am laughing. There are no gods in this world."

Blogo rejected his own words, contradicting himself.

"That's right. There are no gods or demons in this world. There are only a group of beings that have been sublimated or fallen because of their power."

Blogo remembered the essence of the demons, the scarlet runes that seemed to drip blood when glimpsed in the darkness.

Each scratch is a blood contract that binds the soul. The blood contracts outline an obscure rune that contains truth and curse. The runes are spliced ​​together to form a sentence beyond understanding.

It tells the origin of the world.

"The alien died and divided his power among the first eight people. From then on, you have power and original sin, and have become extraordinary beings."

Berogo whispered, "Those scarlet runes are not only the essence of your original sin, but also broken and split alchemical matrices... the alchemical matrices of the gods."

Under the gaze of Leviathan, Berogo suddenly stood up, walked in front of Leviathan, and looked down at him.

"It's strange, isn't it? Leviathan, as a devil, you are in an absolutely transcendent position. Even if I become the Glory One and am regarded as the most powerful being in the world, there is still an insurmountable gap in front of you devils, just like a tiger, no matter how ferocious it is, it can't beat a human with a gun. This is the fundamental problem."

Berogo clenched his fist unconsciously, "Logically speaking, the Glory One is just a chess piece, but when the Crowned One appears, everything is different."

"Mammon spent so much energy just to find a way to break through the critical point, and you are obviously very interested in this. Why is that?"

Berogo's voice lowered, "Could it be that the Crowned One can affect the existence of the devil?"

If the promotion rules of the alchemical matrix can be applied to everything in the etheric world, Berogo had to guess that the Crowned One might be an existence at the same level as the devils.

But the crowned do not have authority and original sin...

Berogo was stunned, his body trembled inexplicably, as if an electric current flashed through his nerves and muscles, bringing a tingling and numbness.

Leviathan seemed to know what Berogo was thinking, and he affirmed.

"Yes, the crowned are, in a sense, the same level as the devils. They have broken through the critical point and transcended the mortal nature. Even if they do not have authority and original sin, the crowned can... plunder from the devils."

Authority and original sin will not appear or disappear out of thin air. They will only be transferred from one will to another, just like when the aliens gave them to the original eight people.

Blogo murmured, "Is that why you are so worried?"

"More than that, I am also very jealous."

Levi said frankly, "I envy the power of the crowned. They transcend the mortal nature, but are not bound by original sin. How free they are."

"Not only do you want to win the dispute, but you also hope to get rid of the fate of being enslaved by original sin," Blogo shook his head, "Can you really do it? This should be part of your blood contract, right?"

The devils are bound by power, and this bondage comes from the blood contract that the aliens made with them. In the scarlet rune, there is a tiny scratch that belongs to the devils themselves.

Blogo continued to think in his heart. If the crowned are at the same level as the devils, the only difference is that they do not have authority and original sin, then the realm above the crowned may be the position of the aliens, and to reach this position, it is very likely that countless bound souls are needed.

Leviathan murmured, "Who knows?"

At this moment, Leviathan's face was full of confusion, as if he himself was also doubting what he was pursuing, freedom? Or victory?

Berogo didn't know whether he had free will, but he was sure that the devils definitely didn't have the so-called free will. From beginning to end, their every move was affected by original sin and bound by blood.

"In that case, what is your trump card?"

Berogo sat back in his chair, and found that the excitement of the secret gradually dissipated, and he became calm again.

"What trump card do you mean?"

"Don't play dumb. Since Mammon can find a way to break through the critical point, you must be prepared for it, right?"

Berogo guessed that Leviathan would not answer his question, but he still stubbornly asked, "What is the way you found to break through to the crowned one?"

"Why, you also desire this power?"

"Of course," Berogo faced his desire, "This is the only power that can threaten you at the moment."

In the disputes of the devils, the Glory One is just an admission ticket and the basic power of self-preservation. If Berogo wants to really change all this, he needs the power of the crowned one.

"Do you think I will tell you?" Leviathan asked back, "Let you become the crowned one and swing the sword at me in return."

"But you also said that I am your ally, at least for now."

A strange smile gradually bloomed on Leviathan's face, and he showed fine, shark-like teeth, with blood in his sticky saliva.

"Well, you guessed right, I do have the means to transcend the boundaries."

After receiving Leviathan's affirmation, many thoughts flashed through Blogo's mind at this moment. He remembered the destruction of the Holy City and King Solomon Hill's research at the end of his life.

That was enough to cause his own destruction and the exploration of the end of the secret source.

"I guess that means to transcend the boundaries is one of King Solomon's legacies, right?" Blogo sorted out the broken history and restored the truth. "Similarly, since the collapse of the New World Plan, it is the real cause of the fall of the Holy City."

The New World Plan is indeed grand, but for the demons, its implementation is in the distant future, and King Solomon's research at that time will truly affect their balance.

That's all, the truth emerges.

Dead silence fell again between Blogo and Leviathan, only a grand melody gradually rose in the sound of the open-air cinema, and a terrifying low hum came from far away, as if some abominable monster was flapping its wings and fluttering towards them.

The two silently stared at the screen in front of them, and a ball of fire suddenly appeared from the screen, burning the world and turning everything into hot ashes. Then the wings rolled up a hurricane, the ashes dispersed, and a hideous figure was projected between the sky and the earth.

Seven heads and ten horns, wearing a crown.

Blogo accepted all this calmly and whispered, "Is this the truth of the red dragon? A means to break through the critical point and be promoted to the crowned one?"

It was strange that after learning this, Blogo did not have a sense of greed for power, or awe, he inexplicably rose a sense of sadness.

Sad for King Solomon, for Hill, and for countless scholars who devoted themselves to the truth.

The scholars of Lemongaton really found a way to surpass the limit, but this achievement was taken away by the devil and used in the evil disputes.

Leviathan smiled and stretched out his hand. Hard scales grew on his smooth skin. His nails hardened and were as sharp as daggers. His pupils turned into strange vertical pupils, emitting golden light.

"Berogo, are you willing to become a red dragon?"

Berogo asked expressionlessly, "What is the price?"