Chapter 904 Time of Revenge

The light is released and shines on all things.

Borogo's cheeks were dry and his skin was cracked due to the high temperature, as if he was carrying a scorching sun. The blade in his hand, as black as night, also ignited a raging fire, like the legendary flaming sword of judgment.

No more reservations and absolutely no mercy.

Bologg looked at Idel below, as well as the twisted flesh and blood of the herd-devouring beast extending from the material world. Surprisingly, Bologg's mood at this time was no longer angry, but filled with a kind of sacredness. There is a sense of tranquility, and even the gaze cast towards him is filled with a sense of pity for him.

The tense nerves relaxed, as did the hard muscles. Boluogo's expression was no longer cold, but instead had a meaningful smile.

For a moment, Boluogo seemed to have truly transformed into the angel holding a flaming sword in the story. What he will do next is not killing or revenge, but redemption full of compassion.

"What a sad existence..."

Boluogo sighed softly, and endless flames were released from the resentment. They in turn enveloped Boluogo and continued to extend behind him, like a god spreading his magnificent wings, and it was so similar. The slender tail flame of a falling meteor.

What happened next was like a predetermined fate, without any twists and turns or any surprises.

The seemingly slow fireball fell to the ground at a rapid speed, just like a giant sword slashed with a roar.

The bursting flames formed ripples that spread layer by layer. The burning wind and fire waves burned through the huge tentacles of the herd-devouring beast, spreading rapidly like a virus, setting the flesh and blood it touched on fire.

In the dazzling light, Idel's body fell backwards, but he did not fall completely. Instead, he was hugged by Boluogo's waist with one hand, and Boluogo's other hand clenched tightly. He fired a blazing sword and penetrated Idel's chest.

This time, the forbidden power of flesh and blood failed to bring Idel back to life. The wound on his chest quickly turned black and carbonized, and a steady stream of flames emerged from under the cracked skin. The whole person was like a burnt-through rotten wood, wrapped in sparks of fire. Ashes escaped his body like an out-of-body soul.

Idel looked at Bologe with a pitiful face, and a strong sense of anger emerged in his remaining consciousness. He hated Bologe's eyes, as if he was an extremely pathetic guy in Bologe's eyes.

But are you really not pathetic?

As cracks covered the body, more and more flames emerged from Idel's body, and his eyes were melted at this time, leaving only the dark eye sockets with tongues of fire spitting out.

The vessel of Idel was on the verge of destruction. For this reason, the dark tar fled his body one after another, and the power that Beelzebub had blessed on Idel also dissipated.

In the darkness, Idel gradually came to his senses, his anger dissipated, and he sadly realized that he might really be as miserable a person as Bologo saw.

All men are like this, slaves of the devil.

Thinking of this, Idel was wrapped in huge sadness. Fortunately, this sadness would not last long. The fire was purifying his body bit by bit, until the last bit of nerves and consciousness were reduced to ashes under the high temperature.

A crisp cracking sound came from Idel's body. His body was shattered piece by piece, and was shattered into ashes flying in the sky in Boluogo's arms.

The flesh and blood tentacles under his feet were also burned into dust.

Bologo gripped the fire sword tightly and walked towards the boundary between the etheric world and the material world. Even though there was still a certain distance, Bologo could still feel the bursts of movement coming from the outside world.

In Saqin's memories, Boluogo found the core crystal nucleus of the light. It is part of the universe and part of the maintenance of this huge light.

Now that Bologo has taken it away, the sea of ​​​​flames protecting the Golden Palace has rapidly weakened. The flesh and blood of the herd-devouring beast has broken through the obstacles, completely squeezing and wrapping around the Golden Palace, and endless flesh and blood tentacles are scrambling to get there. The ground peeled away the heavy masonry, like a swarm of sharks, eating it up.

"Well done, Borogo."

A familiar voice sounded, and Bologg looked to the other side of the vast ice field. Leviathan's bloated figure gradually appeared, striding towards Bologg.

Boluogo felt that this was not a good time to chat. The Golden Palace was being destroyed and he had to do something. Leviathan probably saw Boluogo's nervousness and comforted him, "It's okay. The situation is still under control." ”

Seeing Leviathan's confident look, Bologo guessed that all of Leviathan's goals had been achieved in this incident... This guy always seemed to win with ease.

"Where's the starting picture scroll?"

Boluogo asked rhetorically. In Saqin's memory, he saw the true appearance of the initial scroll. Although he didn't know much about it, he was certain that the information hidden on the stone tablet was crucial.

The initial scroll came from the mysterious ether realm, and Hill relied on the knowledge deciphered from the stone tablets to become King Solomon.

"I've got it," Leviathan said, "Are you going to carry that heavy thing on your back and leave here step by step?"

He continued, "Don't be nervous, Boluogo, you will get what you want, and I will get what I want."

"It's time to fulfill your promise, Leviathan."

Boluogo looked at the edge of the etheric realm from a distance. The herd-devouring beasts had completely invaded the Golden Palace. The double spiral staircase had been buried in flesh and blood, and tons of meat were desperately squeezing into the etheric realm.

Without the protection of Guangzhuo, the entire Golden Palace was filled with flesh and blood. Bologg guessed that the body of King Solomon sitting on the throne should have been swallowed up by flesh and blood at this time. Thinking of this, Bologg felt a little bit Unfortunately, he had always wanted to pay homage to that great existence...even if it was just his corpse.

"I know, I know, but before that, you have to leave the etheric realm," Leviathan pushed Boluogo's shoulder, "otherwise you may not be able to leave here for a while."

Boluogo vaguely guessed what Leviathan was going to do. Boluogo's own battle was over, but Leviathan's was not yet. What happened now was just the prelude to the dispute, and the devils had already fought against each other. , there is no need to maintain that false friendliness.

Lifting the flaming sword, Boluogo walked towards the endless wall of flesh. As he gradually left the ethereal world, the fireworks on the sword gradually weakened, and in the end only a weak flame remained. combustion.

Even King Solomon needs the ether realm to maintain the burning of the light, let alone Boluogo. The remaining ether in his body can only ignite this level of fire, but it is enough to fight through this thick mass of flesh and blood. There is a way out.

"Actually, you can just ask me directly."

Suddenly, Leviathan's cry came from behind, "The relationship between us is not that of mortal enemies, but of allies that can cooperate, just like this time."

Leviathan opened his hands as he spoke. He was unexpectedly excited today, and his joy was beyond words.

Bologg looked back at Leviathan. He ignored Leviathan's words and asked him, "You can't directly interfere with the world, so how are you going to solve all this?"

"King Solomon is a very vengeful person," Leviathan waved his hand, "He will destroy these enemies without me taking action."

"But he's dead."

Saqin is dead, and Hill is also dead. It is because of their deaths that Boluogo can see the echo of their souls in the storm.

"But his revenge continues!"

Leviathan said, pointing upward to the broken universe.

Without the daylight at the core, the balance between the stars is broken. They are pulling each other, like a whirlpool, towards the center of the many star rings. Every time they get closer to each other, there is an extremely terrifying power brewing.

Just waiting for a complete explosion.

He didn't intend to say anything more about this, but turned his head resolutely and swung his sword to open a path of ashes.

Flesh, fireworks, ashes, death.

As the light burned out, the light that had been burning in the abandoned land for countless years finally dissipated. At the same time, the mournful cry of the beast that devoured the crowd also stopped.

All the flesh and blood gathered towards the remains of the Golden Palace, and the flesh and blood that was originally as transparent as amber also completely darkened. This terrifying monster broke free from the last shackles, moved its body wantonly, and attacked all enemies in all directions. fight back.

"Evacuate! Evacuate!"

At the desperate outpost, Yas yelled at everyone. Under the protection of the sixth group, the solid ether barrier saved one life after another, but it could not save the ground beneath his feet.

Under the high-intensity firefight, many forts have overheated and self-destructed, and the giant slaves have also missed their arrows and stopped aside. Not to mention that the desperate outposts are like broken ice under the erosion of more and more flesh and blood. , the building is collapsing inch by inch.

They were almost unable to hold the high ground. The light was completely extinguished and dark clouds enveloped everyone. Yas was in a trance and made a decision.

While the vertical lift platform was not destroyed, Yas directed the remaining personnel to evacuate to the ground. A small number of team members stayed with him in place, trying their best to buy time for others.

Suddenly, a stream of congealing air hit their faces, making the people in Yas unable to open their eyes. When they regained their sight, they saw countless scarlet eyeballs staring at them.

Without the restraint of the light, the Swarm Devouring Beast approached the desperate outpost and examined the group of ants that made it miserable.

"It's over...it's over..."

Qike looked at the pack-devouring beast so close at hand, her legs couldn't help but tremble, tears gathered in the corners of her eyes, and she was about to cry.

The situation of the others is not much better than Qike. Normally, we are a riot control team that scares the enemy, but in front of the herd-devouring beast, everyone is no different from a talking piece of meat.

"Let's go!"

A loud roar broke the dead silence. While raising his shield, Hart grabbed Chico and threw her heavily to the lifting platform waiting to be activated behind him.

Qi Ke fell directly onto the top. Kemp, who was on the lifting platform, did not hesitate and started the machinery directly. The platform quickly climbed upward along the vertical track.

But no matter how fast they were, they couldn't compare to the beast that devours the herd. It slowly raised its tentacles and smashed most of the desperate outposts with a casual blow. The cliffs collapsed one by one, and the cracks soon spread to On the vertical track, the steel trembled violently, as if it would break in the next second.

Yas and Hart feebly launched the etheric impact, trying to attract the attention of the herd-devouring beast. They succeeded, but also failed.

The swarm-eating beast did notice the few ants struggling on the wreckage, but killing the ants and destroying the lifting platform is not a contradictory thing for it. It has countless tentacles and can do it at the same time. .

Then one by one, the giant pillar-like tentacles that seemed to be able to hold up the world hit the cliff, vowing to destroy everything in front of them.

Faced with such a desperate situation, Hart actually breathed a sigh of relief and was ready to accept the next fate calmly. Even the giant shield fell to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

"How much do you think our pension will be?"

Hart pulled out an ugly smile and joked with Yas beside him.

This time Yas was no longer as serious as before. He tried to pick up Hart's joke, and then the majestic ether reaction came from the sky, and then several giant pillars that collapsed were frozen in mid-air, unable to move.

"Retreat!"

A voice roared to everyone. Hart looked up and saw Holt, who was seriously injured but still moving at high speed between his tentacles.

The Wall of Mystic Energy Zeno successfully blocked a round of attacks from the Beast of the Swarm, and the Sword of Cutting Iron and Steel also chopped mercilessly, chopping all the flesh and blood that Holt touched into powder.

Hart was stunned until Yas kicked him on the buttocks. Then he remembered to pick up the giant shield and retreated with Yas in an uncontrolled manner.

"I want the bonus more than the pension!"

Fortunately, this time the serious Yas took up Hart's joke.

Holt, who was only a defender and seriously injured, obviously could not resist the attack of the beast of the herd for a long time. Soon, the stagnant tentacles moved again, like a giant's arms, wantonly smashing the desperate outpost.

The broken cliff with a curved vertical track, like an approaching explosion, followed the lifting platform, but could not catch up with it until it disappeared above the high point.

In the flying boulders, Yas and Hart quickly moved on the bulge of the cliff. This was no longer a battle they could participate in. There was no need to consider anything except escaping.

The sound of collision came from not far away, and Holt landed on the other side of the cliff. He leaned on the secret sword, and blood had covered his face. Pain and fatigue tortured his body, and his figure swayed, as if he would fall to the ground in the next second.

Holt had not fought so intensely for many years, and the first battle after picking up the sword again was against such a strong enemy.

At this time, Holt could not think of anything else except telling a few cold jokes to comfort his bad mood.

After a series of battles, Holt was seriously injured and his ether was almost exhausted. This should be his limit.

The beast of the herd slowly moved its body, and its tentacles swept across the cliff mercilessly, destroying the last bit of debris left by the desperate outpost. Looking at the bare cliff, Holt felt a little melancholy for a while.

Soon, this terrible monster noticed the ether reaction in Holt. In its view, the defender was undoubtedly a high-value target, which could greatly relieve its inner hunger.

Like a clump of seaweed, countless slender tentacles rushed towards Holt. Even if he could swing a thousand times, the Devourer could heal ten thousand times.

But Holt still raised the secret sword in his hand with difficulty and pointed it at the Devourer.

A flash of fire suddenly rose from the endless twisted tentacles.

…

In the Devourer's body, in the twisted and dilapidated Golden Palace, the black tar flowing out of Idel's body crawled like a black snake, passing through the piled ruins, bypassing the crazy growing flesh and blood, and finally at the top of the Golden Palace, it saw the figure on the throne again.

The tar turned into a pool of black mud. In the gurgling and boiling sound, Beelzebub walked out of the tar little by little. At this time, she looked a little tired. Just now in the Ether Realm, Sai Zong brought her a lot of trouble.

Fortunately, she won.

The Devourer took the Golden Palace, and she had plenty of time to spy on King Solomon's legacy, especially King Solomon's body.

"No matter how great a life is, it can't escape death in the end, right?" Beelzebub sneered as he walked forward.

His throne was not magnificent, and even a little simple, just a series of undecorated steps and an ordinary chair.

Beelzebub remembered about King Solomon. His real name was Hill. After being recognized by the previous Wolfgang Gold, he inherited this name, but he did not choose to pass on this holy name, but proclaimed himself King Solomon.

As for his throne... it was the chair that Hill sat on when he was an apprentice and conducted research. He really didn't care about the sense of ceremony, so he moved it to this position and used it as his throne.

The crown is not important, what is important is the power in hand, and the throne is also not important, what is important is its position.

Beelzebub stepped on the steps and stood proudly in front of King Solomon's body.

King Solomon's body was similar to many corpses in Lemongaton. He was wearing a simple gray robe, his hands were placed in front of him, and his face was covered by an exquisite mask, but the flesh and blood must have rotted away.

In Beelzebub's almost eternal life, she had faced many enemies, but no matter who they were, King Solomon left such a deep impression on her.

This guy was so stubborn and difficult...

Beelzebub laughed, "How pathetic."

She survived to the end, she was the winner.

Suddenly, Beelzebub noticed that King Solomon seemed to have something in his hand. She pried open the hardened and dried bones bit by bit, and saw that under his hand was a black cane.

Beelzebub seemed to have seen this cane somewhere before. She became nervous and raised her hand to try to remove the mask to see King Solomon's face clearly. But before she touched the mask, Beelzebub heard a faint groan full of pain.

King Solomon is not dead?

The thought came to Beelzebub's mind. She did not hesitate and directly removed the dusty mask. In an instant, an extremely shrill scream came from King Solomon.

The extreme wailing even affected Beelzebub. She felt a daze in her head, as if countless evil spirits were roaring and screaming.

In the midst of his wailing, King Solomon vomited out all the suffering he had suffered for so many years. The next moment, endless light burst out from his body. Before Beelzebub could see his true face, the light wrapped the throne, the platform, and Beelzebub under his feet in a rapidly expanding sun.

In the heavens, the broken stars were entangled with each other, and finally collided with each other, fused, collapsed, and turned into a dead black hole that even light could not illuminate.

Black hole.

That bottomless abyss-like existence, a giant beast as dark as the night, it devoured everything.

Around it, matter was ruthlessly pulled in by gravity, falling inward, and entering the event horizon of the black hole along an irreversible path. The Golden Palace collapsed section by section, and the flesh and blood that spread over were not spared.

Gravity was like an invisible big hand that tightly grasped them, pulling them more fiercely, and the matter gradually accelerated, gradually approaching the center of the black hole from the rotating orbit, until it fell into an irreversible fate.

Arrived in the horizon.

The skyrocketing gravity reached an unimaginable degree. Whether it was the crystal curtain wall or the evil flesh and blood, they were all strongly compressed and squeezed tightly, forming a group of extremely dense blocks of matter.

At this moment, even the immortal flesh and blood were destroyed from the most basic molecular structure. In the gravitational collapse, the density of matter continued to rise, almost reaching infinity.

The distortion easily extended to the throne, Beelzebub collapsed into a pile of tar, and King Solomon's body was torn apart in an instant. As for its true appearance, it was completely hidden in the shadow of history.

King Solomon's revenge is not over yet.

First, the completely collapsed Golden Palace, and then the influence of the black hole crossed the boundary and reached the material world, erupting in the body of the Devouring Beast.

At the same time, in the abandoned land, the fire in Holt's eyes became more and more intense. He was confused for a moment, thinking that he had seen it wrong and had hallucinations due to the near death, but then the fire became more and more intense, like lava about to burst, completely tearing the flesh and blood.

Burning off countless tentacles, with billowing ashes and flames rising to the sky, a fire meteor pierced through the flesh and blood of the Devouring Beast.

Breaking out of the body.

Blogo threw out dozens of silver-white hands with all his strength, grabbing the cliffs in all directions, forcing Blogo to slow down and turn.

The glow of ether reached its peak, and Blogo's power reached an unprecedented peak. All the ether was injected into the crystal core, and a raging fire ignited on the bite.

As his arms swung vigorously, the flames rolled, like the wings of a firebird spreading its wings.

This should be the strongest blow that Blogo could drive the light burn to release after leaving the ether world, but facing the overwhelming scarlet blood curtain, Blogo's extremely resolute heart still wavered for a moment. After all, it was a beast that devoured the group, a disaster in this world.

But this was not a reason to stop swinging the sword.

Blogo roared, and he felt that the blade in his hand was heavier than ever, as if he was swinging the whole world, but then, the pressure on the hilt suddenly became much lighter, as if another person was holding the blade with Blogo and swinging towards death.

At the same time, another ether reaction rose from Blogo's body, and Aimu released all the ether without reservation.

The power of an individual may not be able to defeat a strong enemy, but you must know that Blogo is never alone.

Reach the peak and break the limit.

Extreme ether amplification.

Blogo waved a vast burning wind, which expanded violently forward. Everywhere in the vast space was full of scorching light, like an endless storm, and the hateful flesh and blood turned into ashes, like heavy snow, fluttering.

The light burned on the body of the beast of the group again, and the sea of ​​fire swallowed it rapidly. In an instant, it burned it completely, like a blazing giant tree, and the sky-high flames roared directly to the top of the big rift.

Blogo looked at the blazing sky-high fire column, and the last bit of ether and physical strength were also drained. He fell uncontrollably towards the ashes on the surface.

This was the limit of what Blogo could do. For the rest, he could only hope for the revenge of King Solomon as told by Leviathan.

Blogo saw it.

The burning huge body twisted rapidly, and the matter in the black hole collapsed more and more violently, and the density became greater and greater. Under the extreme state, the matter exceeded the laws of conventional physics.

Compression, collapse and destruction.

The space seemed to be punctured. In the deep darkness, the surrounding matter was pulled together to form curved orbits, like a huge rotating vortex.

The bloated body of the Devouring Beast, which weighed over 100 million tons, deformed inwards, and the bones and flesh as high as mountains were easily torn apart until it collapsed into a tiny singularity.

The winding path completely collapsed, and the overlap between the material world and the etheric world began to peel off.

Before the devastating explosion, the singularity of the disaster was exiled into the etheric world, and then the last connection between the etheric world and the material world was completely cut off.

There was no roaring explosion, no brilliant light, just a burst of indescribable strange sound, and everything disappeared.

Blog fell into the pile of ashes. He did not rest, but got up immediately. He tried to find the trace of the beast of the herd, but there was nothing left except the collapsed ruins.