Chapter 32: All Things Perish

"My hour has come?"

Nock Gal couldn't help but laugh.

Ever since he woke up, his massive spinning top, made of lava, began to spin slowly. The intricate dark red lines that extended from his body also began to rotate together, pulling out a thin curtain of dark red light in the void.

The head, made of lava and precious stones, was suspended in mid-air like an ornament, staring at Roland.

-- Or, rather, staring at the Sleeping Mentor behind Roland.

"You say, 'My hour has come?'

With the taunt of the fire demon, the surrounding space began to burn violently, and a circle of golden-red flames centered on him spread in all directions.

As if the ground had been poured with oil, it began to melt at a rate visible to the naked eye, turning into golden-red magma. The air began to turn brown and dry, curling and wrinkling like plastic scorched by high temperatures, and transparent, viscous oil dripping from mid-air.

It was the wreckage left behind by the incinerated atmosphere.

It was the smelted grease of the corpses of the world.

"No kidding!"

Nock Gal roared loudly, and the gentle, deep voice gradually became high-pitched, rumbling like thunder: "I'm Nock Gall—"

"- I am immortal!"

At the roar of Nockgar, a terrifying scorching breath rolled up a golden-red tornado, boiling the earth and burning the sky into the void.

In front of Nokgar after the fall of twilight, everything in Faens could not be burned.

The dark red lines around him rose, and the heat of a million times the sun curled the space around him, and there were no more rocks in the abyss, everything was ignited in an instant, even the remains of those demons were ignited, and in the dark red sea of fire, these dark green flames were extremely conspicuous.

In front of the furious Nokgar, the abyss was instantly dragged into a pure manic apocalypse.

Even the light was burned by his fire, and there was pure darkness around him. The color of the flame that covered the entire abyss gradually became deeper and deeper at a speed visible to the naked eye, and instead of emitting a dazzling golden light, the color became darker and darker like a flame made of negative energy.

Under the burning of these flames, the light was boiled, the space was crumpled, the concepts of the front and back began to be confused, and some small cracks began to emerge in the air, like a scratched human body, and a thick yellow liquid slowly seeped in from the outside.

There is no doubt that the world is collapsing.

If you look at it from the outside, you can see that there is a small abnormal bulge in the wall of Gaia, and a thin crack will soon appear. The dark red heat didn't even fill the small block, it spread out, casting a faint dark red halo on the walls of Gaia.

Not to mention life. Even any solid material will be reduced to nothingness in the face of this fire.

However, Roland and Elukado were not burned alive by the terrible heat.

Beneath their feet, the dark earth remains. The flames would dissolve into nothingness as they approached them, and even the heat of the anomalous level would be pushed out by the invisible wind.

Under the protection of the Underworld, now Roland and Elukado are not only not burned to death, but they don't even feel a trace of abnormal heat.

At this moment, behind Roland and them, the Elder Sleep Mentor slowly raised his hand.

"The fire and the wind should cease here," the Mentor murmured softly, "for this is the place of eternal rest—"

"- for this is the place of eternal rest!"

As soon as the Elder Sleep Mentor finished speaking, black ice crystals grew out of thin air on the ground like crazy, submerged into the churning magma, pierced into the air, and spread out to the surroundings.

That's a much faster speed than Nock Gard.

In the blink of an eye, the wildly extended black frost had reached the end of Roland's vision. And they continued to expand, and rose on their own, forming temples and altars, as well as dense black icicles that covered the sky.

That momentum, as if to emphasize, will not give up until the entire abyss is frozen.

On the underworld, which is covered by the Sleeping Master, the laws of the world are directly rewritten.

It's not a pediatric matter of how the temperature increases or how the air pressure decreases, but more directly and simply, rewriting all the data of the world into indicators inherent in the underworld.

Both the storm of lava and the extremely dark flames were extinguished by the Mentor in an instant.

It didn't take even a breath before Nock Gaal's home advantage was reversed in an instant. Black frost was condensing on him now, and just letting those dark red threads shatter the ice had made him do his best.

And, as if he had been silenced, he couldn't say anything more.

Even Roland couldn't make any movement, and even the sound of footsteps was erased, but the cold wind whistling around him avoided Roland perfectly as if it was spiritual, and didn't let Roland receive any harm.

In the abyss of dead silence, only the cold and indifferent voice of the mentor sounded slowly.

"This land is going to die. Because it has committed the Great Law, it has shown hostility to My Agent. ”

The black, invisible silhouette of nothingness floated in the air, and in a very flat voice, he said, "The atmosphere and flames of this world are in great trouble. I have told you to fear Roland as you fear me - if you are indifferent to Roland, you are indifferent to me; If you try to hurt Roland, you are complicit in killing me. And here I will kill you, and in three days I will raise you up. ”

When the elder sleep master's voice fell, the law of the abyss collapsed.

The air was drained in an instant, and Nokgar froze directly in place as if struck by lightning. The dark red lines on his body darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the golden-red lava on his body did not cool, but directly turned grayish and white at a slow speed, gradually turning into dust and falling off his body.

This strong man of the old era, the father of the burning sun, Nokgar, has no room for resistance. It's even like being killed by someone in the way, which is extremely funny.

Piece by piece, his body turned to ashes and then fell down. Gray-white ash fell like an avalanche from his taller-than-heaven body.

"Now it seems that I am indeed arrogant."

A surprisingly gentle voice sounded in the hearts of Roland and the others: "I saw the power of the Sage, and only then did I realize the power of Dusk. It's ridiculous that I tried to fight the twilight with my extraordinary will, and take away the power of the twilight to fight the twilight...... If I could do it all over again, I'd probably kill myself like my brothers and sisters before I was polluted. ”

"There is no chance of a new world in this world. Whatever the reason, you're still going to pay for your actions, Nock Gar. ”

The Teacher's cold, bland voice, like a bedtime whisper, resounded in the void: "All things are dead...... I swore to Father Aum that no one would be immortal for one day in this world. ”

In a pure black world where time seemed to be frozen and everything fell into complete dead silence, the unexpectedly strong black phantom of the Sleeping Mentor appeared in front of Nock Gar, and stretched out his right hand to press on Nock Gar's only forehead that had not been reduced to ashes.

Because that is the true essence of Nokgar, it is neither a flame nor a rock, and naturally it will not be killed by the words of the Guru.

"Nerora...... I can call you that. ”

Nock Gar's soft, sunny voice sounded from the bottom of his heart, and he seemed to have no resistance to his death.

Rather, he was dead when he was polluted by Higgs a hundred years ago. Now it is nothing more than a wreck with the memories of the father of the scorching sun, and the blood of dusk flowing.

"I'll say more, no matter how much you pretend, you're just 'resting', but not as cold as Naraku, 'Great Limit'. If it's a girl, you might as well smile more and leave everything behind you the guy who looks like a reliable man. ”

The father of the scorching sun slowly closed his eyes: "I hope to have a good dream." It's better never to wake up again. ”

“…… Rest in peace, Nogars. ”

The Elder Sleep Tutor paused slightly, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke softly again.

"Farewell, my friend." (To be continued.) )