"Now, we're all left.."

Carlo smiled at Flagg, whose eyes were gloomy, and suddenly let out a sharp scream, and the bone scales all over his body opened, trembling violently, emitting a piercing and sharp sound wave, and the scorpion tail behind him was raised high, like an angry poisonous insect.

Carlo felt a hot and unbearable force in his body, and it was about to erupt, echoing another force in the distance, and in Flagg's body, he saw that Flagg's body began to redden, like a transparent ruby, exuding a delicate and evil beauty.

He lowered his head and found that he was also changing, from the position of his heart, the fiery red color continued to spread and spread, and the originally vicious dark green faded little by little, becoming restless and fanatical.

His chest rose and fell violently, and hot air erupted from his mouth and nose, his eyes were red, and he looked at Flagg, and a voice in his heart kept urging, tearing her apart, devouring her...

Flagg's eyes went crazy as well, and Carlo understood that this woman was thinking the same way he was.

The will of the dark flame is longing for coincidence, for wholeness.

Even Pazunia seemed to sense this restlessness of will, the sun in the sky approached, the temperature was terrifyingly high, the molten iron lake roared, and the fiery red magma overflowed...

Unquenchable flames burned on the ground, the void twisted, the blazing heat danced wildly, everything burned.

"Roar.."" Hiss.."

Carlo and Flagg let out a low roar at the same time, and the two crimson figures slammed out, disappeared, and instantly slammed into each other, causing huge concussive ripples.

The two frantically fought together, like primitive beasts, and like two flames, the shaking flames pulling, devouring, and blending with each other.

Carlo felt his body melt, flames erupting from every pore of his body, a force that terrified and humiliated him.

He had ignored its existence all along, the will of the Dark Flame was furious, it was despised, it wanted to vent, it wanted to prove its greatness.

Carlo saw the scorpion tail behind Flagg stabbing into his flesh countless times, but he didn't feel the pain, it was like one fire melting into another, and his fists and claws hit Flagg's body countless times, the woman screamed hysterically, and her features were stretched into a narrow and twisted shape.

Without any skill to speak of, the two were driven by the will of the dark flame, and there was only one thought left, to swallow each other and return to wholeness.

The aura between them became more and more similar, and more and more distinct, it was a contradictory and wonderful state, the fire power that the two originally possessed was only a complete part, the characteristics were either repetitive or opposite, in the process the repeated parts blended with each other, and the opposing parts were equally divided, like the head and tail of a snake.

Carlo began to feel fear, and he realized that he no longer felt like he was fighting Flagg, and every blow he struck seemed to fall on him, and Flagg was obviously the same.

Damn it!

Carlo suddenly realized that if he continued this process, there would be no winner between him and Flagg, and that they would completely merge together to give birth to a new Dark Flame Will.

At that time, could he still feel his existence?

Carlo tried to get out of it, but found that he couldn't, his hands and feet were slowly glued together with Flagg, they were like two stones, gradually turning into magma, mixing, and when it cooled, it would be a new stone.

No, it can't be done at all.

Carlo struggled, and his right arm fell off very simply, and he saw the transformation of his body, and the flesh on his arm melted and dripped like red wax.

Carlo felt a panic in his heart, and the more terrible thing than death was that he couldn't sense that he was dying, and even thought that it was a new life.

He jerked his head up to find that Flagg had lost most of his consciousness, his eyes cloudy, full of madness, dazedness, and a faint hint of longing.

This woman has fallen.

Carlo heard a strange and indistinct laugh faintly resounding in the blazing fire, and he finally understood that it had been a conspiracy and a hoax from the beginning.

There is no so-called inheritance at all, this is a bottomless abyss, how can there be an ownerless power waiting for inheritance, and some are just bait, deception, devouring, and self-interest.

In the battle where Terraria fell, the Dark Flame Will was shattered and scattered in countless corners of the Abyss, and this cunning and evil will lured countless people who had gained power into fighting each other and devouring each other, reshaping itself, and now it was only one step away from being reborn, and when the two last sacrifices, Carlo and Flagg, died, a new, free Flame Lord would be born in the abyss.

Carlo roared and struggled to break free, his arms broken, and he now looked like a poor worm struggling in the mud.

Carlo felt everything beneath his body slowly melting, bones and flesh gradually transforming into an unknown liquid.

Damn it, Carlo frantically urged the power of the original sin of jealousy, and the dark green spread, and the heat and heat in his place faded away, replaced by cold, and the tendency of flesh and blood to melt was curbed.

Carlo's heart was ecstatic and useful, and the power of original sin was indeed able to resist the assimilation of the will of the dark flames into the body.

Carlo began to feel pain, his broken arms growing granulations little by little, and the parts connected to Flagg oozing blood, as he tried to break free from assimilation.

Suddenly, the entire void burned, and it was full of fiery red, a twisted, irregular black slowly emerged from the flames, and it sensed the mutation, and it screamed in anger.

"Ahh

Carlo let out a low roar, his body was covered with gloomy, oppressive, and vicious dark green, which looked out of place in this fiery red, and the crazy flames converged into waves of fire, pressing hard against him, and the heat and restlessness in his heart were also constantly impacting Carlo's consciousness.

It's not enough!

Carlo gritted his teeth, the blood in his eyes that had receded came out little by little, and his brain was like a boiling boiler, his brain was boiling, and the heat returned like a tide.

The power of the original sin of jealousy is still too weak, only more than thirty percent, and it can't withstand the power of the dark flame that is infinitely close to the lord level after fusing the power of himself and Flagg.

The line of defense that Carlo had just built was rapidly collapsing, and he was now like a fruit, rapidly fading green, becoming fiery red and ripe, and then soft, festering, and rotting...

No!" Carlo glanced at Flagg, who was almost completely assimilated, and a bold thought popped into his mind.

This woman, what is her original sin?

A hint of madness erupted in Carlo's eyes, and he opened his mouth to bite down on Flagg's neck.

He wants to live, and he must exalt original sin.

Carlo's sharp teeth bit on Flagg's slender neck, as if biting on a blazing flame, hot blood poured into his throat, and countless dark green silk threads spread out from the roots of his teeth, piercing into Flagg's body, sucking wildly.