Chapter Seventy-One: The Oneness of Man and God (II)
The blood-thick force of hell eroded wildly in all directions, like waves tumbling at a spring, piling up and silting up towards the sky, like a huge cocoon, enveloping the figure in the center of the blood.
"You broke the taboo and killed the upper knights, this is a provocation to the entire ruling class, ambitious young people, you will never have a chance to turn over. β
"Everything is irreparable, even if the law of the country can tolerate you, what will you do to make up for these blood debts?"
"The thought that one can resist the power of hell by one's own ability turned out to be nothing more than a joke. β
In the swollen blood cocoon, countless overlapping and undulating voices questioned at the same time, and as a wave of sudden surge of plasma became louder and louder, suddenly the conversation turned and became extremely peaceful and warm, like a quiet harbor after a storm:
"Human beings are always fragile, so why cling to this false form...... Obeying the will of hell is your only chance for salvation. β
"Whew...... Whew......"
The black-haired knight gasped violently, as if he was forcibly restraining some force in his body that was gradually losing controlβhis eyes became extremely terrifying, and there was a faint overflow of scorching magma.
"You don't have a chance anymore. β
The King of Fear laughed in his voice, with indescribable satisfaction: "Your will has broken, and you can't even delay time, I will take over this body and return to the world as the head of the demon god." β
β......β
The skin on Are's face cracked and peeled off in the flames, revealing a hard brown bone armor, and his raised wrist hung limply. The surface of the body was covered with dark red scars that could be seen in magma, and blood was dripping down one by one. And his head, two horns twisted like a giant scythe. Barbs grew from the burning flames, barbs grew on the back, crisscrossing dark red scars from the limbs to the heart.
"No...... No...... Not ......"
The sharp pain spread in the body of the black-haired knight, who had withstood the torture with amazing perseverance, but looking at Charlene, who still had warm tears in the corners of his eyes, he couldn't bear the tearing of his heart, so he curled up his body. Resist erosion with the last will.
Blood flowed endlessly from his wrists, and his skin was crushed and broken by the hard bone armor, revealing his thick arms with a restrained metallic sheen. Embedded in the stone floor.
β...... Cannot be devoured...... Never ......"
Everything in front of him faded into obscurity, blood obscured all vision, and countless bones were piled up on thrones in a world flooded with brimstone and flames. Countless demonic legions await orders.
On a bare rock hillside just outside of Edinburgh. Pompey, who had watched all this from afar through the mirage, stood up suddenly, pointed his finger at the void in front of him, and the mirror-like substance instantly took shape.
Tick-tock!
In the layers of viscous blood cocoons, the ethereal and clear sound of spring water dripping suddenly sounded, and the chest of Charlene's corpse cracked, and a droplet-shaped pendant floated up, emitting a grand light that engulfed everything in an instant.
"What!?" the Lord of Dreads and Areley watched the scene.
As if something had exploded in his mind, the whirlwind of light blocked out the black-haired knight's hearing and hearing for a moment. Even the impenetrable distant starlight drowned everything out, while the female voice of an ancient machine floated up faintly.
"The space-time jump has officially begun. Collapse the timeline, lock the target position, jump the imaginary number, and ...... Two...... One...... World Line ...... Change!"
Something seemed to open up, and a slight ripple slowly rippled in Yalei's heart, and a vast and magnificent picture traveled through time and space, gradually emerging in the endless starlight.
In the silence, he could hear the sound of time flowing through space, and he saw his shadow stretched infinitely, until it stretched all the way to the sky. The waning moon fell at an astonishing speed, and the rising sun jumped up impatiently, and in an instant it switched places, rising and falling several times along the horizon.
The frequent alternation of day and night, like the back of a whale with a golden light on the black sea from time to time, makes the world in front of the black-haired knight appear and disappear in light and darkness.
Aree noticed that he was standing on a wide road made of metal, with no end in sight, and the surrounding starry sky was solidified with countless huge steel gears, rotating counterclockwise faster or slower.
Millions of dense circuits glowing with dark golden light flowed like lightning, pouring gears along the starry sky solidified like amber, and electric sparks burst radially at the ends, as if they were countless blooming buds.
Above the endless void overhead, molten metal flew through space without resistance, creating a torrent of hot metallic magma in all directions.
The black-haired knight silently grew his mouth and watched as he watched the pipe-like thunder power grid intertwined around the metal avenue, and countless small blazing suns on the two disks of the road shone brightly, reflecting each other into a sea of light.
Above the sea of lightning, thunder and lightning, huge metal gears rotated and melted, and the hot waves of molten metal spread in space, like a storm roaring and raging on the sea.
"What the hell is this?"
The black-haired knight and the Lord of Dreads watched the scene and asked questions in unison.
"This is the imaginary corridor that can reverse time and space...... The most precious and greatest ancient ruins of Atlasu...... It's the same as you see it now...... It's true......"
An old, frail voice whispered softly in Arley's ear from far and near.
"Imaginary Corridor...... It's real......"
The black-haired knight stared at the horizon that was constantly jumping in the morning and sunset, his eyes changing in a complex manner, and each transformation of light seemed to be a sharp blade slowly flipping.
"This means that there is still room for redemption......! As long as you can turn back time...... Charlene, Nicole, Carla...... They can all be resurrected!"
The blazing magma in Are's eyes gradually receded, and the bone armor cracked into dense crevices, like the bark of a withered and dead tree, and large swaths fell off.
"No !!!!!"
The behemoth in the darkness throbbed suddenly, as if anticipating the coming end. The Lord of Fear let out a stillborn roar of rage, and the vast and majestic image in front of him shattered suddenly.
"You're guilty! You're guilty! You're guilty!"
The roar was fleeting, and the rebuke of countless men, women, and children quickly rose from inside the blood cocoon. Over and over again, the echoes of the ups and downs in the ears of the black-haired knight.
"Yes, I am guilty. β
The black-haired knight pressed his head, the dark red light marks on his body retracted like ripples, the huge horns on the top of his head dissolved and fell off like metal, and he slowly raised his blood-stained palm, his eyes were as hard as iron:
"But the mistakes I made, I have to make up for them. β
"There is no such thing as an imaginary corridor. That's an illusion that you deceive yourself. β
"You can't fool me this time. β
Yalei's pupils shrank sharply to the size of a pinpoint, and he reached out to hug Charlene's corpse tightly, and stood up again:
"I am you. You are me, you can't create illusions beyond our knowledge, and neither can I, and everything in the imaginary corridor is counted. Far more than we realize. β
β......β
The voice in the darkness fell silent. A moment later, countless overlapping and vague laughter echoed in the space:
"It's worthy of my human form, you are really stubborn beyond imagination, and if you continue to suffer such endless internal friction, it will hurt you and me...... The battle between you and me, let's stop here. β
"Are you going to compromise?"
"Why not, I have time to wait while you. But it's just a hundred years of life. Since I can't defeat you in a short time, I guess you won't die easily. Then a temporary wait and compromise is good for you and me. β
The Lord of Fear also acted in a resolute style, and between his words, his will melted like magma, covering the surface of Are's will:
"This is the unity of man and God that you dream of, use it well, and exercise the authority of the King of Hell in my place. β
β......β
The black-haired knight's eyes once again glowed like magma, but this time, he was completely independent, and at the same time, he possessed the vast computing power and control of the godhead.
Boom!
The blood cocoon turned into a blood-colored flame that burned to the extreme in an instant, and then quickly extinguished, as if a black hole had been opened in the air, sucking all the flames into another dimension.
The flames gradually disappeared, and a black light leaked out from the center of the flames, devouring from the inside out, gradually revealing Yalei's figure.
"It turned out to compromise with each other...... It is the unity of man and God......"
The black-haired knight took a deep breath and exited his apotheosis state, looking at Charlene's corpse again, only to see that she quickly dried up like a leaky ball in the moonlight, and soon only a small tendril.
"This is ......"
Yalei showed an excited look in his eyes, pinched his roots, and blurted out:
"This is the Root Spirit!"
He quickly turned and looked at the remaining six people, and saw that their bodies had indeed disappeared, and there were only six shriveled roots on the stone floor.
"Fake...... It's all fake......"
The black-haired knight let out a long sigh of relief, and excitedly grasped the root spirit in his hand and pinched it into powder.
......
"Your Excellency the Governor!"
"Yalei!"
Bruno and Pompey came running one after the other, from the outskirts of Edinburgh all the way to here, the former was fine, the latter was already out of breath and half dead, trotting around the clearing and gradually slowing down.
The silver-haired boy glanced at Yalei, who was sitting quietly in the shade of the tree, and couldn't help but ask:
"How are you feeling right now?"
"Very good...... I finally survived the illusion of the illusion, and there were no irreparable consequences, I can only be glad now, how can it be bad?"
The black-haired knight patted the dust, stood up from the side of the flower bed, glanced at Pompey, who was trotting down, and asked tentatively:
"Imaginary corridor?"
"What?" Bruno tilted his face, looking uncertain.
"Nothing...... Charlene, where are they now, why can't I feel their breath?"
"You don't feel their breath of life because it's converted into a quarantine room...... The military advisor is really like a god. β
The silver-haired boy stretched out his hand to the ruins in the distance and explained:
"They evaded your pursuit and fled into the back of the underground quarantine chamber to release root spirits, using them to confuse you in their place. But we don't really intend to fool you, as long as the King of Fear stops, Pompey says he has the confidence to gamble. β
"Was all of this Pompey's idea?" Are's eyes narrowed, his gaze darkening.
"yes, very successful. Bruno nodded happily.
"Your Excellency the Governor.
Pompey took out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat, trotted up to him, and said with a natural expression: "I know you have a lot of doubts now, but I'm very sorry, there are some things I can't say." β
"Can't say anything about the rules?" the black-haired knight frowned.
"Yes. β
"Well, I'll take it all as an illusion. β
Yalei stared at Pompey's expression, then raised his right hand and stretched out his palm: "I am very lucky to have your help, if it were not for this series of timely planning, I would definitely pay a huge price." β
"To be honest, I was nervous at first, and I even doubted that I would be able to succeed...... But now it seems that a lot of things have changed. The old man smiled and slapped his hands on the face, looking at the isolation room buried in the rubble:
"I think it's time for the sacrificed warriors to see the light of day......"
......
"Is it over? It's great that everybody is safe. βLydia.
"Chief, you really scared me just now, I have already cast a shadow on the apotheosis. - Kara.
"Sometimes waiting is torture. βClark.
"It's stuffy in the isolation room, and it doesn't smell good. "-Lolo.
"Ahem, I feel like I'm going to take a vacation. -- Goethe.
"It's a bit exciting. - Nicole.
The seven people walked out of the isolation room one after another, and after seeing Yalei who had returned to normal, they all had a rainy and sunny expression.
"Everyone has said something, don't you want to say something?" The black-haired knight looked at Charlene who came out at the end and walked over head-on, with a smile on his face that couldn't be hidden.
"Don't talk to me!"
The green-haired girl pushed him away, raised her little eyebrows angrily, and patted her chest hard: "It was so fierce just now, it hurt me so much, don't think that the matter is over!"
"Well, my bad. β
Yalei spread his hands helplessly, his eyes swept over everyone's faces, and he raised his voice and said:
"The short and thrilling nightmare is over, and from now on, nothing can shake my will. You will be protected and trusted by a god knight, and everything will be restored and everything will be better. β
Amid the cheers of everyone, the black-haired knight hugged Charlene, who was still pretending to be angry, and whispered in her ear:
"I'll make it up to you, and if it still hurts, I'll sincerely help you rub it until it doesn't hurt. β
"You, you, you go away!"
The green-haired girl was suddenly ashamed, tried her best to break free from his embrace, noticed everyone's ambiguous and teasing expressions, reached out to cover her blushing pretty face, and instantly disappeared into a phantom. (To be continued.) )