Another World: My life is on the hook!

Chapter 1200 The torch that illuminates the border!

And what an irony.

When you open your eyes in the mud, when you watch this absurd world in the heavy rain, you have become the monster of the deep sea, and you have become their king.

If it is really dead, then maybe it will be liberated.

But the most painful thing in the world is that you can't get it if you want to die.

"I have no pity, forgiveness, and compassion. I thought I would also forget the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys of human beings, and forget those joys and sorrows, but you keep telling me, I still remember."

She looked up calmly.

And Lynn knew that these words were spoken to him. She had already forced herself to die, to separate herself from the past.

Even she tried to deceive herself.

Let herself forget about her brother's death, and let herself truly become Hai Si.

But Lynn tore through her last layer of cover little by little, forcing her to remember those sorrows and griefs again.

Lynn stared at her and said:

"Because I know it's useless to escape, because I didn't let you remember, it was you who couldn't let it go. If you really forget everything, then your eyes can't deceive me."

Yes.

How could she forget.

Because it is so difficult 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 Ezefala doesn't like it.

Because whoever it is.

It's always outrageous to be forcibly dug out of your heart by a stranger.

"So I don't like you at all."

Ezefala knelt there calmly.

"If I turn you into Hai Si, I will torture you too. I will make you kneel in front of me and lick my feet."

"..."

"..."

So is it really okay to say such things in such a calm tone...

Lynn: "I'll talk about the licking of feet later, but I'm very surprised why you insist on turning me into your heir. We shouldn't have any deep hatred before, right?"

Ezefala said calmly: "I need a powerful servant to serve my god, and you are the strongest mortal in this world now, you killed the projection of the ruler of flesh and blood."

Lynn: "..."

This reason is really fucked up.

Is there something wrong with my trinity machine...

Lin En adjusted his monocle, opened his dead fish eyes and said, "Okay, Queen Hai Si, can we now talk about the Flesh God Sect, how did they break through your defense line, and show you With the strength that came out, it should be almost impossible for them to break through forcibly, right?"

After all, under the "tide weeping", the turmoil in Cthulhu's touch, even the death sign, was forced to flee.

Ezefara fell silent.

for a long time.

"I told you that they have a prop that can calm my god."

Lynn's heart skipped a beat.

The scene of that day once again appeared in her mind. At that time, although she had just become Hai Si, it was difficult to summon the body of the old god at will like now, but her strength had definitely surpassed them everyone.

And in Etch, as long as her god exists, then she will be able to regenerate you endlessly.

But when they come up with that thing.

The Touch of Cthulhu she summoned stopped attacking them. Although the control was not taken away, it became docile from that chaotic and violent state.

"what is that?"

Ezefala looked calm and said:

"A torch."

Lynn'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 palace, time is constantly going back.

And that is in the next moment.

They came to the moment when those Flesh and Flesh Cultists lit the torch in the picture of memories from the past.

The blood-red light instantly illuminated the entire hall, burning weakly.

It's like an elegy.

And that moment.

The introduction of the torch appeared in front of Lynn's eyes.

[Old blood contract (broken)]

[Type]: Relic of the Old

[level]: none

[Appearance]: It seems to be a torch made of some kind of bone, stained with abnormal blood.

[Introduction]: A bone torch that has existed for endless years, igniting 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 Limbo, it seems to have been mastered by different roots, step by step, it seems that there are constant roots that fall, and there are constant roots that pick up the burning torch, using blood as fire, Light up the road ahead, facing the countless jailers under the chaotic colors...

Looking at the above introduction, Lynn was shocked.

And at this moment, he finally guessed the possible reason.

This is no ordinary torch at all!

It was the old resistance that once happened in hell, the torch that illuminated the way forward when they rushed to the border of hell.

Lynn murmured.

Yes.

And he also knew why the old god's attack subsided.

Because He was the only god who crossed the border of hell alive in that great charge back then, and all the other old gods fell under the border of hell, becoming the stars that dotted the entire sky in the dark world.

Just like that day.

He and the colossus broke through the dark sky, and saw the corpses of countless gods among the clouds.

How tragic and tragic that is.

They all died under the chaotic colors.

The introduction also mentioned the jailer.

Obviously, the intensity of the war at that time was absolutely beyond imagination, and the jailers were definitely more than the two they knew now. In the older past, it was definitely an extremely dense prison.

all dead...

only one left...

And the Flesh Ruler is the root born from some of their fallen corpses, he has all the memories of the old days...

"You know that torch?"

Ezefara looked sideways at him.

Lin En frowned and said, "I don't know, but I know your god will definitely not do anything to the holder of the torch, absolutely not."

Ezefara nodded and said, "Why?"

Lin En took a deep breath, looked up and said, "Because someone once held a torch and led them on a journey."

It was an old time.

The era of assembly.

Because there were gods who fell down constantly, and gods who lit the fire again and again, and led the countless old gods of the past to fight towards the sky one after another.

They make themselves the firewood, light the torch.

For only the fire has not been extinguished.

That proves that they haven't lost yet, they are still resisting and charging.

Because it represents hope.

Ezefala 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 the reason why they all wanted to awaken her gods related.

"So, can you tell me? Why do you all want to wake up my god? Is it that important to you all?"

Lynn 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 howling in pain, and there is such a fool who has been pushed to the forefront of the times. He doesn't know if he can hold a torch to light the way forward.

He didn't know how many thorns were waiting for him, how much blood and fire.

But he is willing to move on.

Because even if you don't care about anything at first.

But not anymore, because so many family members gathered around him for this reason, they hoped to see that fire, that hope.

And if this old day can really wake up.

Then you can get a lot of important information from His mouth, and it can save them a lot of detours...

Because he is the only god who has broken out of hell so far!