As Rachel died, Garand breathed and was cut off together.

But in the midst of the blockade, there was an irrepressible high fever, and when Garand's heart stopped beating, a thunderous sound burst from the decaying shell.

Between the mouth and nose, blood flowed silently, but it was not cold, but far hotter than before, just a drop, it scorched the earth, and ignited the steel, rock, and even the essentia flowing in the seal!

The shackles that bound Galland were now turned into fuel, engulfed by the terrible heat, and pulled into the emaciated shell.

It was as if the spirits were rapidly falling apart, merging into the flames and heat, making the lava-like blood even hotter.

With just a few blood leaks, a huge heat source appeared on the ruins out of thin air.

That's what it is...... Great Master's Blood Fever!

No, even if it's a blood fever, it's just a symptom.

At this moment, above Garand's body, countless alchemy matrices like complex circuits continued to emerge, intersect and overlap, converging into a mysterious structure as vast and deep as the stars.

This is definitely not a normal phenomenon.

No, even if it's a great grandmaster, it can't be like this!

Before the qualitative change of blood is secondary, the transformation of the internal organs must be completed, the nervous system must be extracted, alienated, and re-implanted, and even if it is efficient, the operation on the bones will be divided into five stages, each of which is enough to plunge all souls into hell, and the final result is such a tragic scene.

Now, following the previous preconceived notions, the final process begins.

- He turned his body into a real alchemy furnace!

"Garland !!"

Hedi angrily asked, "What the hell are you doing!!"

Do what I should do. 】

In the essentia surge, a hoarse voice emerged from Hedi's consciousness.

Do what an alchemist should do.

This is the last alchemy in the life of the Great Grandmaster - the miracle accumulated in the shell of countless alchemy in his life is completely refined.

At this moment, Garland's head finally hung weakly, and the last luster of his gloomy eyes was gone.

[Perhaps, this is my price......]

Give your soul and everything.

After a hundred years apart, repay this gift of fate in the form of life!

At that moment, the sound of the furnace cracking erupted.

A glow of soul burning emerged from beneath the shattered faces, blooming with dazzling brilliance.

It is the crystallization of a miracle created by the soul of dedicating oneself to fate after pouring out a lifetime of accumulation!

It's not a strange miracle mark, it's not some terrible authority, it's just pure stigma.

The result of the Great Grandmaster's exchange for his soul is the stigmata that belongs to Garland alone!

Even if he can only exist for a short moment, but at this moment, he is the embodiment of miracles, the stigmata of activation!

At this moment, as the furnace shattered, countless boiling hot blood spread, and the stigma filled with dazzling light rose from Garand's body and spread its huge wings!

In an instant, all obstacles were swept away.

Whether it is the seal on Helios, the shackles created by the Hedigong in his scheming, or even the suppression of the gods, they are like a breeze blowing in front of him, and they are not worth mentioning.

It was a force that was enough to rebel against the gods, to rebel against fate, to break free from the earth.

This is the result of the condensation of the symbolism and pursuit of Grand Master Garand's life, and the killer hand created against Publius!

"I am a light chaser!"

"Icarus, Icarus!"

The moment Garand rose into the sky, a mighty voice echoed above the sky, resounding in everyone's ears.

"O gods, I will hereby give back this humble life—"

With that solemn proclamation, the soaring 'Icarus' laughed, spread his arms, and pounced on the solemn realm where the god was:

"—Today, I will embrace the scorching sun!"

This is an unstoppable determination, a burning light of the soul that even the gods can't stop.

At this moment, Icarus smiled.

After so many years of rebellion, as 'Garand', he finally returned to the right track of 'Publius' - following the fate he was destined for at birth, he opened his arms and launched a non-returnable climb towards the place of the gods.

Even if the glow of the gods burns itself out, it will not hesitate!

"What can you do even if you get close!"

On the throne, Publius roared, stretched out his hand, and gripped the stigma that was close at hand, unable to restrain his anger.

This kind of anger that has been betrayed by a close friend!

"Can't you share this happiness with me!" he retorted, "Aren't you the one who understands me best in the whole world!"

- Do you have to stop me, [Publius]!!"

"It's ...... to say such things so far"

Icarus couldn't help but want to laugh.

For so many years, everyone has played each other's roles, but in the end, they found that they couldn't tell which one belonged to them.

Who is Publius and who is Garand?

Already, no difference, my friend.

However, there will definitely be a result, and this showdown will definitely be judged by future generations and history.

It is the 'Garand' who is righteous.

It was 'Publius' whose conspiracy was foiled.

Both glory and sin are shared by us.

Perhaps, from the day the two exchanged fates a long time ago, they were destined to such a future and such a result.

"Because, I'm your price. ”

With difficulty, Icarus reached out and tried to touch the god's face, telling him, "It's like you're my price." ”

However, this distance cannot be crossed after all.

His arms had been burned by the power of God.

An uncontrollable collapse spreads from the innermost side of the miracle.

After exhausting all his efforts, he finally came to the gods, but he could not even do the most basic counterattack.

Final demise is coming.

But unexpectedly, he didn't feel scared, and he didn't feel uneasy.

It's just heartfelt to be grateful for this fate.

"Everything is part of fate, isn't it......?

He closed his eyes:

"—please, mourn for me!"

At that moment, Icarus completely dissipated without a trace.

Publius froze in place.

Staring at the last afterglow in his hand, the solemn and handsome face was as mocking or sad as if it were unbelievable.

But then, there was a cracking sound, which sounded from his body.

Leaving him in a stupor.

The body of the noble god has ushered in trauma!

No, it was as if his foundation had been hit hard, and he stared blankly at his hands, only to see the cracks and cracks continue to spread, enveloping his whole body.

Under that body, the glow belonging to the sun wheel appeared, and it quickly overflowed!

His divinity is rapidly draining!

"Garand !!!"

Publius finally came to his senses and let out a roar of rage.

This is Grand Master Garland's final counterattack against his former best friend!

He didn't need to hurt Publius's body, nor did he have to interfere with the other party's soul, all he needed was to come to the other party.

When Publius was done and finally ascended to the throne of the gods—

When he was at his strongest, came to him.

Then, I sincerely pray to the departed gods, the beings who control each other's fate, the goddess of witchcraft, the three forks, and the moonlight, 'Hecate'.

Fully express repentance.

Pray for the forgiveness of the gods who no longer exist, and ...... Activate your own permissions as a participant.

From the [Secret Ritual of Eleusis] that exchanged fates twice that year, the ritual of having himself as the recipient was lifted!

So, at that moment, the gains and losses were reversed again.

The fates of both sides have once again ushered in a change - half of Garand's fate was returned to Publius, and half of Publius's fate was returned to Galland!

But now, the fates of the two sides are very different.

Even if half of the death is still death, half of the gods are still gods!

At the time of Garland's complete death, the half of the divine power he had received was transferred to the 'successor' he had arranged, in accordance with the preparations he had made from the beginning.

Then, with the terrible roar of Publius, a brilliant flame of light appeared in the cracked body of the god, and a half-broken sun wheel flew out of it, flying into the distance.

Towards the young man who had just gotten up from the ground, still didn't understand what was going on, and looked confused.

Over his head, a projection of a contract emerged!

It was Huai Shi, who had signed a contract with Garland and inherited all his authority over Helios......

In a trance, Huai Shi seemed to see the dead great master again.

From the surging phantom light, the old man holding his cane reappeared, bowed slightly towards Huai Shi, and turned to leave.

I'll leave the rest to you.

Huai Shi was stunned for a moment, and slowly bowed her head.

"Ah, leave it to me!"

He spread his arms, waiting for the sun wheel formed by the surging light to engulf him.

But then, the stream of light that flew towards Huai Shi subtly divided into two from the middle, just like the undercurrent in the sea crashing into a reef, bypassing his existence, and closing behind him, flying into the distance.

Huai Shi was stunned for a long time, stupid.

What's going on?

What the heck?

Isn't this the CG link of inheriting the power of the old man and then fighting the boss?

How different from what I expected!

At this moment, the power of the gods surged, passing through Huai Shi, regardless of his obstruction and retention, he returned to the ruins three times without entering, and threw himself straight to the place where the land of dusk was!

When Huai Shi turned around, he saw the young man standing on the top of the permafrost hearth.

So familiar.

His expression was calm and indifferent, he lowered his head and smoked his cigar and smiled, as if he were talking to someone.

It was the inheritor of the noble blood of the Americas who had disappeared since he got on the ship.

- Iz Hechtel!

At this moment, at the moment when the broken sun wheel flies.

He smiled and fell to his knees to meet the power of the gods that was about to descend.

Then, the door of the permafrost furnace suddenly opened!