Grey skies, suffocating air. The land was desolate, and Eric stood on the barren plain, looking up at the wilderness in his vision, which made people feel a sense of desolation in their hearts.

I can't remember how he got here, or what he was doing here. He only vaguely remembered that he seemed to have accepted the power of the Awakening Accessory, successfully broke the death knell, and then broke out again with the Amozo Robot......

This is the end of the memory, and the rest of the memory is only a mess. He only vaguely felt as if he had been fighting the enemy, the only emotion in his chest was anger, the strong desire to defeat the enemy overrode everything, and then he remembered nothing.

So where is he now? What happened after that?

The massive shadow slowly moved over, covering the area where he stood. When Eric turned around, he saw a huge black cloud overwhelmingly pressing down on the top of him, revealing two dark red eyes staring straight at him, and a low laugh like thunder could be heard from the depths of the clouds.

"You must be wondering where this is." The cloud spoke in a low voice, "This is your grave. ”

Following the scarlet gaze, Eric turned his head sideways, and saw that there was an extra tombstone at his feet, which seemed very lonely and sad on this wilderness, and there were only a few weeds by the monument as a companion within a hundred miles. And in the center of the tombstone, his own name is impressively printed.

It dawned on him that the cloud was the embodiment of the never-ending sub-demonic consciousness that was fighting with him, and now they were in his head.

"You've lost, boy." Yamozhuo said proudly, "The loss was very bad. I have taken your spirit, taken your body, robbed you of everything, you have lost completely, you have nothing left. Soon, your consciousness will also dissipate. ”

"Really?" Eric looked down at the tombstone and muttered, "That's right, I've lost, so there's no way around it." ”

The wind blew past him, and a withered yellow leaf slapped against the tombstone, blocking the letters engraved with his name.

yes, I can't help it. After all, I've stuck to this point, I've done everything I need to do, and I've really done my best. He felt that he had been fighting for a long, long time, and his body was already covered with bruises, and there was already a voice in his heart urging him to rest.

Now, he was finally able to let go of everything, think about nothing, and sleep peacefully.

Little by little, his consciousness sank, and the darkness seemed to be a tidal wave that could not wait, as if it was about to engulf his body completely. A smug laugh echoed in his ears, as if mocking his defeat, his pointless efforts so far.

It's good that you don't have to think about anything anymore, and you can finally be liberated.

Wait, something seems wrong.

Eric snapped his eyes open.

"You say I've lost." He said to himself, "Then why are you wasting your tongue here?" ”

The approaching darkness stopped suddenly, as if the rising tide was barely strong when it was barely able to break through the embankment.

"You're bluffing." Eric raised his head firmly, "It's you who has already lost, I have already defeated you." ”

As soon as the words fell, the darkness was immediately dispelled. The sun pierced through the clouds, and the barren land was immediately revived, and the darkness curled up into a corner, clutching on what little space it had.

He was right, it was his will that won in the battle for dominance after the fusion with the Amozhuo virus, and the Amozhuo was just bluffing.

"Why?" His mind echoed with the dull and unwilling cry of Amoro, "Why don't you just give up? You're already covered in bruises, you're already at your limit, so why do you continue to fight? ”

"Because I've made up my mind to move forward. A man-made creature like you will never understand. ”

"No !!"

With a final roar of reluctance, the remaining darkness was finally dispelled by the light, symbolizing the dissipation of Yamajo's consciousness and the triumph of spirit in the process of Eric's complete fusion with the virus.

Slowly opening his eyes, Eric found himself back at base, lying on a warm, comfortable bed. The warm sunlight shines through the windows, making you feel like you don't want to move.

Eric tilted his head to see Raven sitting at the head of his bed and closing his eyes. Noticing that he woke up, she opened her eyes and asked lightly, "How do you feel?" ”

"It's never been better." Eric smiled and replied, "Good morning." ”

Meanwhile.

"Check...... The damage is in serious condition...... Can't fix ......"

The submojo robot, which had been beaten by Eric, was suspended in the air, and the arm that had been removed still had not grown, and the abdomen still had two huge holes that Eric had pierced, and at this time, half of the shell of the face had been peeled off, and the exposed red mechanical eye bones were spinning.

"Incomplete Tasks...... Proceed to ......"

It descended slowly, and when it landed, it seemed that the balance system had a problem again, and it hit the ground with its face for a distance of more than ten meters, until it finally stopped when it hit its head on a large rock. It staggered to its feet, struggling like a drunken man towards a villa just a hundred meters away.

At such a distance of 100 meters, it took more than ten minutes for it to finally cross it. The robot struggled to open the door with the still intact hand, and moved into the threshold inch by inch with one hand supporting its body, and lost many parts along the way.

Eric not only injured its body, but also damaged the core of the robot deep inside, and it could not recover from such injuries. It is clear that it is about to be scrapped, and from a human point of view, it may be akin to death. But it was undaunted, and simply continued to firmly carry out the last directive left by its creator, Dr. Ivo, that had been left from fifteen years ago to the present day.

At this moment, the Dr. Ivo was sitting quietly on a recliner a few meters in front of him, his body had long since dried and corroded, and only a dry corpse remained.

Exhausted the last of his strength, he finally crawled up to the corpse, slowly raising his remaining hand and placing it on the lap of the dead Dr. Ivo.

"Mission accomplished."

This was its final task, and Dr. Ivo's last hope - the mad scientist had no children in his life, and his last wish when he was dying was simply to be by his side as the most satisfying masterpiece of his life.

It was too late, but it finally got the job done.

The robot's scarlet eyes gradually dimmed, and finally went out. Yamozhuo, who has set off countless storms and the source of all tragedies, has finally found his own belonging and withdrawn from the stage.