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"City of Calamity!"

The name popped into Loftus-Cheek's unclear mind.

The illusory figure quietly hidden in 0-01, the existence with the atmosphere of the city of calamity, who else can there be but this essentia consciousness itself?!

His brain, which had been in a state of confusion and controlled by the extraordinary instinct of aggregation, seemed to have suddenly awakened a lot, but it was too late now, and the moment of judging the ability had caused his will to appear in a strange place for a while.

I don't know when the color of the sky was so vivid, as if it could drip scarlet blood, and everything was covered with a red red.

Seeing such a scene, the primordial witch gradually calmed down.

After calming down, he was also suddenly a little puzzled as to why he had just launched a direct attack on the God of Thunder as if he had suddenly lost his mind, was this extraordinary gathering instinct too sudden? Thinking about it, Chick couldn't help but feel afraid, why on earth would he make a sudden move, even ignoring the possible sneak attack of the Children of Chaos? And whether it was in the previous plan or in the battle, he was going to take advantage of the chaos to touch 0-01. In order to get 0-01, he also threw away the "Trenthorst Brass Book" in his possession.

What the hell is this...... Loftus-Cheek was a little puzzled, but it didn't seem to be all bad things in terms of the results.

Leodro died, just as the Hidden Sage got what he wanted, and he wasn't interested in 0-01. Do-it-yourself in time.,Become the closest god to 0-01.,It's a good thing no matter how you look at it.,It's just that the development of the process is a little confusing.。

Thinking about it this way, Loftus-Cheek felt that there was no need to think about it thoroughly, as long as his choice was favorable.

In his long career as a god, Chick has learned that even if he is a god, it is best not to have too much curiosity. There are always things that God should not explore, especially a God like Him, who is not so good for some reason and in some way, and if his actions can be explained by the extraordinary aggregate instinct, then it is better to explain it this way.

The red color around is still so vivid, as if you are in a sea of blood.

Cheek knew something was going to happen, so he tried to make contact with 0-01 and try to accommodate it, keeping an eye out for what might happen.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for a gray-black smear to appear in the blood-red world.

A gray-black figure slowly walked out of the red depths.

He was surrounded by ashes, the remaining flames burning in his body, and there was a bright light in the cracks in his skin and body, and his breath flickered. He was covered in the smell of rust and soot, and it was as if all his flesh had become fuel, and it was turning into ashes and falling in a torrent. Still, His red hair didn't become so dim, like the imprint of a flame on Him.

It was as if it had been burned, but the ashes still had the heat to burn everything.

Probably because the other party's color was even dimmer than when she remembered the most depressed, the primordial witch frowned and looked at it for a long time before she whispered in disbelief:

“…… Medici? ”

The figure that seemed to be ashes stood not far in front of the primordial witch, and there seemed to be a short distance between them, and as if they were so close that Chick seemed to feel the heat of the charcoal fire in his face.

Is this Medici?

Cheek didn't wait for an answer, he saw the figure slowly stand still, the corners of his mouth raised, revealing a mad, bloodthirsty smile.

His forehead did not have Medici's signature red flag, and there were only blood-red eyes under his forehead that were as blood-red as the world around him!

A symbol of calamity!

The Primordial Witch was not surprised at all, but a trace of pity suddenly rose in her heart for Medici.

The long black hair that was supple behind him fluttered freely, and once again turned into an incomparably large group of snakes, covering the sky and the sun, almost occupying the sky here, his eyes erected, and red lines appeared on the body of the primordial witch, showing his qualifications and powers. The black scales climbed up his cheeks along his neck, and the whole person suddenly had more demonic charm and terrifying divinity.

The figure on the opposite side did not approach, but first walked vigilantly around the goddess of the black serpent, which symbolized calamity, and then walked forward quickly, and finally drew the blade of the sword from its own arm in a wild run, like a lion pounced on its prey.

It was a scream that shook the eardrums, and then the blades of the sword and the hard snake's hair collided with each other, sending a wind of fire and blight.

Just like at the end of the story, two old enemies meet in a beautiful scenery, and only one of them can leave alive.

……

"I advise you not to try to enter the area polluted by the River of Eternal Darkness."

"Even if you have the help of the Circle of Fate, neither of you will have essentia. With a little bit of the power of Calamity City, it's barely a place that symbolizes the end and restart of the universe, and you don't want to come out of it now as part of your destiny. ”

"Don't miss Medici, fold it yourself first...... You've just become a god, so at least feel the power of the gods. ”

"Oh, it's not that you're too weak, but you have to know that fate has always been the toughest and most fragile thing, there are many old days with the power to influence fate, you may cause some bad changes if you go in, and the fate of contaminating the universe is not enough, but there are enough of the earth, maybe the planet will collapse directly - just kidding, although I was looking forward to that scene. …… But Ulorius, since you have accepted the help of the Circle of Fate, then I will also consider you a future compatriot, and you don't seem to care about the things on Earth, right? ”

Urorius didn't answer a word, but when he heard the other party's question, he couldn't help but think about it for a while.

Is there anything you care about on Earth?

The original Aurora Society may be counted as one, but now it is the new favorite of the creator, and Urorius did choose to sacrifice himself in exchange for power after realizing that he had no nostalgia for things on this planet, and people and things that he did not value.

How to save a person who has no fate?

Urorius wasn't completely clueless, he didn't have it originally, but now he can weave a new destiny. In ancient mythology, the fate of creation and destruction often existed in the body of the "god of fate" at the same time. It is not only the living that has a fate, the dead, the spirits, and everything have their own trajectories, and the unavoidable fate is called "fate".

Fate was originally limited to people, and although Ulorius still couldn't make a stone lucky, he could make it exist as he wanted.

Since there is a fate of "eventually losing and dying", why can't there be a fate of "dying first and then living"?

Time is of the essence, and no amount of ideas are ideas until they are implemented and successful. After listening to the words of the outer gods, Ulorius was silent for a moment, and the vision of "fate" told him that if he entered the southern continent, there would only be a void of blackness, so he had to ask:

"What can you do?"

The Outer God was looking at his extraordinary camera, admiring the pictures he had taken one by one, from the Eastern Continent in the Dark Ages, to the Giant Court in the twilight, to the ruined and pitch-black mausoleum shrouded in blood-red moonlight...... He flipped the photograph back quickly, and behind the southern part of the southern continent, shrouded in black clouds and unsurviving, was a very abstract photograph of the Speaker, which was out of step with the previous realism.

Above it was a mass of ash about to be extinguished, with no support, only a little light left, and black smoke was constantly emitting.

"It's simple."

The Outer God directly pressed his hand on the screen of the camera, took out the photo, and threw it to Ulorius: "Medici no longer exists in the current world, but he is still in the world of the dead, and the City of Calamity has not eroded the power of the River of Eternal Darkness. ”

"As long as it exists, it leaves traces."

"You mean, Death Branding?"

Urorius frowned, he looked into the depths of the black mist, feeling instinctive fear: "But you just said that the symbol of fate is better not to approach rashly...... The Death Seal is present in Calderón in the spirit world, where it is a hundred times more dangerous than outside. ”

He picked up the strange picture that floated in front of him, and looked at the flames on it that seemed to be extinguished at any moment, and his expression was serious.

Are you really going to enter Calderón?

Calderon in the spirit world alone has already fallen several gods, and their spiritual imprints are controlled by the river of eternal darkness, and if they feel close, they will be dismantled, or even Calderon in its normal state is not approached. What's more, now that the tributaries of the River of Eternal Darkness have been activated, isn't going to Calderon to seek death again?

The picture disappeared from His hand.

"You have to make a choice, after all, you want to save Medici."

"Even if he is killed by the City of Calamity now, the death mark will still exist, and you can do it directly on the death brand, although it is also a little more dangerous, but it is much safer than if you enter the Southern Continent now. It's okay, I'll help you. ”

This statement is more disturbing than the power of the River of Eternal Darkness...... Ulorius was silent for a moment.

He knew that the outer gods were right, that he had no essentia and that the circle of fate had no essentia, so as soon as he tried to see the fate of himself as he approached the river of eternal darkness, the river would fall into a standstill, and the world would be shrouded in dead black mist.

However, Ulorius also accepted this fate after a brief psychological struggle, and death was not too difficult for the extraordinary of the "fate" path, although good fortune accompanied them, and death was above all good fortune. The decision he made was not an idea after weighing the pros and cons, but a reckless obsession with the fact that if Medici had any hope of salvation, he would give it a try.

The moment He made this decision, the silvery-white river beneath His feet stopped flowing.

And Ulorius took a deep look at his vanished fate, and slowly entered the spirit realm, whether it was to sink into the dark river or to bring his friend out smoothly.

"I'd also like to find a chance to get in touch with the River of Eternal Darkness......"

The outer gods followed into the spirit realm.

He glanced at the black mist of the Southern Continent, "But I don't want to touch that living clone." ”

Today's spirit world is much quieter than usual, there are no spirit creatures moving around irregularly, and even the seven lights of the spirit world are staying in high places peacefully. Ulorius hadn't noticed the change until he inadvertently looked up.

His pupils shrank.

He saw a hazy gray mist appear above the seven lights of the spirit world, and something that looked like a castle was faintly hidden. When I was by Medici's side, the "Source Fort" I saw was like this!

"The Source Fort has officially appeared?"

"The competition for the Lord of Mysteries is over...... Who won in the end...... There is no vision of becoming a god. Ulorius was surprised, and thought that if it was Klein, the Lord of Mysteries, might be able to get some help in rescuing Medici.

However, he did not intend to put all his expectations on the Lord of Mysteries, nor did he intend to change his plans for it. After a moment's hesitation, Ulorius tentatively sent a prayer to the source and went straight into Calderon.

Calderon doesn't need to look for it anymore, the darkest and deepest places in the spirit world are now.

When you get closer, you find that Calderón is almost gone, leaving only the name as a landmark, and there are some remnants of buildings on the ground. Originally, Calderón was a huge dilapidated city with the appearance of an inverted mausoleum, but now, the entire inverted part was filled with flowing gray mist, and it continued to flow to the edge of the spirit world, creating a long lifeless forbidden area, and only countless spirit creatures corresponding to these three paths kept coming, throwing themselves into the river like moths to a fire, becoming a part of it.

Beyond the end is nothingness, and out of the void flows a straight, wide, illusory, colorless dark river.

The river was so vague that it was hard to see because it was surrounded by a grayish-white, barrier-like light mist.

Sometimes it is dark, sometimes it is pale.

This part of the river is constantly rolling up and falling, like a tributary rushing in the dark.

Urorius was thinking about how to get closer, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the outer god had already wandered down, and even reached out and directly touched the river of eternal darkness that flowed from Calderon.

TBC

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I didn't feel anything special about it—the thought subsided, the soul died, the body shattered—none of that.

Oh, probably because I'm not a living thing in the first place, and I haven't died within the confines of this planet. While the barrier seals the power of essentia and prevents them from leaking out, it also limits the scope of their authority, otherwise the sun would have re-energized the dead star and let it shine on the entire solar system, instead of still being a symbol of the sun shining in the barrier.

But it's still not okay to sink......

Legend has it that there was a ferryman on the River Styx, so the deceased had to bring one or two gold coins with them when they were buried, otherwise they would be rejected by the greedy Styx boatmen, and they could only get on the boat for free after wandering by the river for a year.

The Outer God rummaged through his photographs, and finally he sighed, this kind of recording would work wonders under certain circumstances, but it was still not as practical and applicable as the mysterious reappearance of the demon of knowledge. After thinking for a moment, he once again brought the finger of his vessel closer to the River of Eternal Darkness, which was not too active, and the simple interaction was not hostile, and it flowed through his hand like a slight vapor.

At that moment, a photograph appeared in His hand, symbolizing the abstract ashes of Medici that He had thrown into the waters of the River of Eternal Darkness.

In the next moment, the waters of the River of Eternal Darkness boiled slightly, and a cold, stiff hand slammed into the wrist of the Outer God that was still in the waters of the River of Eternal Darkness! The fingers were directly stuck, as if they were made of steel.

Immediately afterwards, a pale face belonging to the deceased peeked out of the waters of the River of Eternal Darkness, with the red of a banner on its forehead.

His gaze was glazed, but he immediately became agile.

He solemnly looked the strange guy in front of him up and down, and then suddenly noticed that there was another person in the distance.

"Yo, Orochi!" Medici was shocked, "Why are you here?" Where's this, the ring behind you is pretty cool. ”