The "Origin Hotbed" is the original appearance of the world's sea.

To give birth to all living things, to be the original cradle of all living things, is the source of the whole world.

That was the ideal state of the ocean, but now, what is in front of us is definitely not the beautiful thing that was in the mythology of the past.

The growth of life is excessively accelerated, life and death struggle in the hotbed, and deformed limbs grow wildly like branches that do not know how to control themselves.

It won't be long before the newly born deformed life will be swallowed up by the hotbed again and reborn.

In every sense of the word, Kleiman reached the other side of her dreams. Not by her countless children that she couldn't remember, but by herself.

But does she really remember it now?

Is she going back to the abyss for the fire of wisdom and civilization, or is it simply for the sake of ......

Become the abyss itself.

"Woo woo, woo woo a

With her as the center, endless black blood flowed from the broken palace body, turning into the sea water that returned everything to its origin, dragging everything into the terrifying source of rebirth.

Roshi felt it, and a certain will had already cast his gaze down.

In a situation where the influence of the fire cannot be removed, and the god of fire can return at any time with the help of human will, it is better to simply return everything to the "factory settings"!

The anchor knocked the hotbed to the ground, but before it could take advantage of the victory, countless twisted monsters pounced on Roshi from the sea of blood.

The anchor crown splits and spins, shattering all the approaching monsters, and then chasing after the combination is restored.

But the hotbed has gone on the attack again.

Hurricanes howling, heavy rain pouring, lightning and thunder!

This is the treacherous sea.

Roshi's firelight was overshadowed for a while, and he flew out directly, rolling in the air.

At this time, he was caught by a pair of hands.

"Huh? Simaya? Why are you here? Roshi quickly steadied himself and stepped off of Simaya.

Simaya immediately said: "Mr. Liangdao helped me, I failed to become the god of the sea, and it was ...... who wanted to become the god of the sea."

Before he could finish speaking, a rusty dark red blade roared.

The tail sword behind Simaya stabbed forward violently, and Roshi also set up an anchor and bombarded forward!

Boom!

There was a loud explosion with a foul splash of blood.

The hem of Rohi and Simaya's hunter uniforms was raised high.

"That's the thing, isn't it?" Roshi continued.

Simaya nodded with a complicated expression.

"Woo-woo-" The pale limbs of the hotbed crept forward, and the hunter's uniform was in tatters, and it was no longer possible to hide the violently changed body.

Roshi and Simaya fought fiercely again with the hotbed.

The Papal City is crumbling, and the sea of filth is spreading.

……

The followers of the False God Cult watched blankly in the Papal City as the tide of blood exploded in the distance at the Basilica of the Sun on the hill.

They just don't know what to do right now.

The high priest is dead, Roshi will subdue them, they are not leaving, they are not staying, the mission and the road ahead are obscured by the fog, what should they do at this time?

"What are you doing stupidly?" At this moment, a sonorous voice sounded on the bow of the submarine volcano.

The long black hair of the benevolent man seemed to sparkle in the light of the fire behind him.

The scene filled with gunpowder smoke is also difficult for him to contaminate the fireworks of mortal dust.

"That sea of blood is an endless abyss, the first and final form of the ocean as you know it. The god of the sea has awakened there, what are you going to do as sons of man, as people of fire?! The benign asked loudly.

"Stop Him!" One of the believers suddenly seemed to have found a way forward and shouted loudly.

"Yes, stop Him! Down with Him! ”

"Down with Him! Down with the sea! Kill the sea! ”

Countless followers of the False God Cult shouted and united their slogans and wills.

"Good!" The benevolent nodded, and then continued: "Listen well, you must not let the sea of heterogeneous blood in front of you come into contact with the sea of no light!" Otherwise, the power of the sea god will be unified, and that will be the moment when this world will completely return to its origin! ”

"What are we going to do!" Some believers asked aloud.

"Just like there, like your ancestors." The benevolent man stretched out his hand and pointed to the wall of fire in the distance that stood in front of the lightless sea.

"If you have confidence in the burning divine fire you have nurtured, then I don't think I need to say anything more, right?"

"Can this stop the sea?!"

"Can't!" The beloved said in denial, "But it can make you, your friends around you, and the people behind you hold on until the moment when someone greater than you brings salvation." Do your best, obey the destiny of God, isn't that what you do best? ”

As the words fell, the scene fell silent for a long time, except for the sound of the sea on either side, shouts in the distance, and the sound of burning fire.

"Let's go!" A fire-bearer was the first to turn around, resolutely rushing towards the dark red sea of filthy blood.

"Let's go!"

"For the fire! For the sake of civilization! ”

The people of the False God Sect did not need more guidance, and completed the division of the team in an orderly manner and faced the sea of blood.

Not more than a moment.

When the first pillar of bright yellow divine fire rose high, the "false god" was able to transform into "true".

Pillars of fire rose from the ground and then connected to each other.

The construction of the Divine Fire Wall was completed, and then it withstood the impact of the hotbed sea of blood!

After all, the Divine Fire Wall of the Divine Cult is not a fire wall that has been repaired for many years, and this temporary barrier relies on people as piles.

The negative flame people took the lead in standing up as the first torch to build barriers.

After his death, countless believers went forward and became firewood.

Even so, it is still a little reluctant to face the hotbed sea of blood.

They gritted their teeth in support as they watched the countless deformed monsters in front of them crash against the wall of fire, feeling their bodies turn invisible in the scorching heat.

The benevolent man crossed his waist with one hand and watched this scene with a smile.

"That's good."

Stretching out his hand, a trace of fire was gently blown by him and fell into the wall of divine fire.

The next moment, the somewhat shaky wall of divine fire suddenly stabilized, and the flames expanded several times!

"Let's burn down for the sake of the world you already have." The voice of the benevolent person drifted away with the night wind.

……

Akamaya was slashed over by the wildhearted scythe of the hotbed and fell into the blood in embarrassment, and the monsters around her quickly gathered to pull her, only to be blocked by her tail sweep.

Struggling to get up, she gasped violently.

After being a hunter, how long did she not feel so powerless, unable to scrape off the opponent's flesh and blood to the limit, but was forced to exhaustion?

Roshi is like a perpetual motion machine, and the fire on his body is still burning, constantly burning.

The Origin Hotbed is crazy, and Roshi seems to have a calm face, but he is not inferior to the other party in terms of action.

Skill is no longer important, pure speed and power, the collision between life intensity.

She looked sideways at the two walls of fire in the distance.

Roshi can fight endlessly with the hotbed of origin, but this world can't hold on, when the sea floods everything, the survival of a few strong people can't save the sinking of the continent and the destruction of civilization.

Roshi's first book of poetry is no longer available for sale.

Not only poetry collections, but also collections that he secretly published at his own expense.

How many times have I persuaded him, but no one has seen him, and he still relies on his own money to come nonsense.

Taking a deep breath, Simaya was about to continue to stand up.

Burn out your own blood, and also create opportunities for Roshi......

Whoop -

Suddenly, her raised hand was grabbed by her other hand.

This hand had an inconvenient heat, forcing the weak and deformed creatures nearby to dare not approach for a while.

Fire.

The glove on this hand is marked with ...... Chief Hunter of the Church of the Sun.

This is the last vestige of flesh that a hunter retains under the immersion of the hotbed, the ...... carried on this arm It's Tinder!

The spark held by the chief hunter of the Church of the Sun was the first fire that the Church of the Sun received from the God of Fire! Even though it has spanned a long time and has been consumed a lot, it is still passed on to this day!

This spark, fragile and beautiful, contains the last remnants of a will.

Simaya subconsciously clenched this hand, and then, she also began to burn.

The blood of the sea, which tends to be perfect, and the fire, are combined again-

Rohi fired several shots to force the hotbed back, and suddenly, he made a move and turned his head sharply to look around.

Simaya quickly traversed the thorny path of countless deformed monsters, cleared the filthy sea of blood, and stretched out her hand towards Roshi.

Roshi stood stunned.

Subsequently, the two touched and combined......

Raging!

The blue flower of fire blooms from the hotbed of filth.

(End of chapter)