Chapter 1200 The torch that illuminates the border!
And what an irony this is.
When you open your eyes in the mud, when you look at this absurd world in the rain, you have become the monster of the deep sea, and you have become their king.
If you really die, then maybe you will be free.
But the most painful thing in the world is that you want to die but cannot.
"I have no mercy, forgiveness, or compassion. I thought I would forget the joys and sorrows of human beings, forget the joys and sorrows, but you keep telling me that I still remember."
She raised her head calmly.
And Lin En knew that these words were said to him. She had forced herself to die and forced herself to break away from the past.
She even tried to deceive herself.
Let herself forget the death of her brother and let herself truly become Hai Si.
But Lin En tore off her last layer of cover bit by bit, forcing her to remember the sorrow and grief again.
Lin En stared at her and said:
"Because I know it's useless to escape, because it's not me who makes you remember, it's you who can't let it go. If you really forget everything, then your eyes can't deceive me."
Yes.
How could she forget.
Because it's so difficult to want to die alone, the sadness in her singing has already betrayed her heart, how could her humanity be erased so easily.
But there is no doubt that Azefara doesn't like it.
Because no matter who it is.
Being forced to dig out the things in your heart by a stranger is always angry.
"So I don't like you at all."
Azefara knelt there calmly.
"If I turn you into a sea heir, I will also torture you. I will make you kneel in front of me and lick my feet."
"..."
"..."
So is it really okay to say such words in such a calm tone...
Lin En: "Let's talk about licking feet later, but I'm curious, why do you insist on turning me into your sea heir? We shouldn't have had any deep hatred before, right?"
Azefara said calmly: "I need powerful servants to serve my god, and you are the strongest mortal in the world now. You killed the projection of the Flesh and Blood Ruler."
Lin En: "..."
This reason is really fucked up.
Is there anything wrong with my Trinity Machine...
Lin En adjusted her monocle and said with dead fish eyes: "Okay, Queen of the Sea Heir, can we talk about the Flesh and Blood Cult now? How did they break through your defense line? With the strength you have shown, it should be almost impossible for them to force their way in, right?"
After all, under the "Tide of Grass Crying", the turmoil of the Touch of Cthulhu forced even the Death Omen level to flee.
Azefara fell silent.
For a long time.
"I told you that they have a tool that can calm my god."
Lin En's heart moved.
The scene of that day once again emerged in her mind. At that time, although she had just become the heir of the sea and it was difficult for her to summon the body of the old god as casually as now, her strength had definitely surpassed all of them.
In the erosion, as long as her god existed, she could be reborn continuously.
But when they took out that thing.
The touch of Cthulhu she summoned stopped attacking them. Although the control was not taken away, it became docile from the chaotic and violent state.
"What is that?"
Azefara looked calm and said:
"A torch."
Lin En's eyes hesitated.
"Let's go and see."
...
In the hall.
Lin En once again used the memories of the past in front of her, and with the white streamer covering the entire hall, time was constantly going back.
And that was the next moment.
In the scene of the past, they came to the moment when the flesh and blood cultists lit the torch.
The blood-red light instantly illuminated the entire hall, burning weakly.
It was like a dirge.
And it was at that moment.
The introduction of the torch appeared in front of Lin En's eyes.
[Old Blood Covenant (Broken)]
[Type]: Old Relic
[Level]: None
[Appearance]: A torch that seems to be made of some kind of bone, stained with abnormal blood.
[Introduction]: A bone torch that has existed for endless years. Lighting it does not seem to have any effect, but if you know the forgotten history of the past, you will be in awe of it. It seems to have recorded the largest uprising against the border of Hell. It seems to have been controlled by different roots, moving forward step by step. It seems that there are roots falling down constantly, and there are roots picking up the burning torches constantly, using blood as fire to illuminate the way forward, facing the countless jailers in the chaotic colors...
Looking at the above introduction, Lin En was shocked.
And at this moment, he finally guessed the possible reason.
This is not an ordinary torch at all!
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It was the old rebellion that had taken place in hell, the torch that illuminated the way forward when they attacked the border of hell.
Lin En murmured.
Yes.
And he also knew why the attack of the old god would subside.
Because He was the only god who survived the great charge and crossed the border of hell, while all the other old gods fell under the border of hell and became the stars that embellished the entire sky of the dark world.
Just like that day.
He and the colossus broke through the dark sky and saw the bodies of countless gods in the clouds.
How tragic and tragic it was.
They all died under the chaotic colors.
And the introduction also mentioned the jailer.
Obviously, the intensity of the war at that time was absolutely beyond imagination, and there were definitely more jailers than the two they knew now. In the more ancient past, there was definitely an extremely gloomy prison there.
All dead...
Only one left...
And the Flesh Ruler was the source born from some of their fallen bodies, and he has all the memories of the old days...
"Do you know that torch?"
Azefara looked at him sideways.
Lin En frowned and said, "No, but I know your god will definitely not take action against the holder of the torch, absolutely not."
Azefara nodded and said; "Why?"
Lin En took a deep breath, raised his head and said, "Because someone once held a torch and led them on the journey."
That was an old time.
An era of gathering.
Because there were gods who kept falling, and there were gods who kept igniting that fire, leading countless old gods of the past, and killing one after another towards that sky.
They made themselves firewood to light the torch.
Because only the fire has not been extinguished.
That proves that they have not lost yet, they are still resisting and charging.
Because it represents hope.
Azefara stared at him for a long time. She knew that this man from hell must know many secrets about the gods that she didn't know, and this might be related to why they all wanted to awaken her gods.
"So, can you tell me? Why do you all want to awaken my gods? Is this so important to you?"
Lin En raised his head, looked at the torch, and said:
"Important, more important than ever."
Because this is a new era.
There are new fallen people, new gods wailing in pain, and there is also a fool who is pushed to the forefront of the times. He doesn't know if he can hold the torch and illuminate the way forward.
He also doesn't know how many thorns are waiting for him ahead, how much blood and fire there are.
But he is willing to move forward.
Because even if he didn't care about anything at the beginning.
But now it's not the case, because so many family members have gathered around him for this reason, they hope to see that fire and that hope.
And if this old day can really wake up.
They could get a lot of important information from him, which would help them avoid many detours...
Because he is the only god who has escaped from hell so far!
