Wasteland Echoer.

Chapter 589: "Exhaustion of Flame" (Part )
boom!
The cold bullet shot out from the barrel of the gun, but "Jie Yan" instantly condensed the flame-type magic power, and relied on the violent air wave brought by the flame to bounce itself aside.

The silver bullet simply slid down his face, across his scalp, and merged into the "Heart-Exhausting Flame Point" behind him, emitting ripples of ice and fire collision.

The diffused air waves interacted with the energy extracted from the Heart-Exhausting Ore, and with the cooperation of the flames that "bloomed" like flowers of the dead, a musical ensemble of strings was played above the ice on the ground.

"So strong!" This time it was Dak's turn to be secretly shocked.

While "Jie Yan" was staggering and kneeling on the ground, Dak did not continue to attack. Instead, he took the opportunity to cancel the exclusive "Hide" skill of [Troublemaker], and catapulted up with the help of the airflow. He flipped backwards in the air like an elegant eagle, drew an extremely standard and beautiful parabola, and landed steadily opposite "Jie Yan".

"Those who block the 'dedication' should be punished by fate; those who go against the Creator will eventually be wiped out by the First Order Gods. Dak, you will pay the price for stopping the 'Glory of the Exhausted Heart' ceremony." "Jie Yan" scolded viciously.

He immediately supported the ground with one hand, jumped up gently, and stood in front of Dak.

The wound left by the bullet on Jieyan's cheek was now covered with a layer of ice. They were suppressing the extraordinary healing ability of the "heartless people" and the lost ones, causing streams of blood emitting a burning breath to flow uncontrollably from Jieyan's face.

The painful twitching, the angry rage, and the bright red marks dotted around, at this moment the appearance of "Jie Yan" truly matched the destructive behavior he was committing.

"Price? For us humans, what price is worth losing?" Dark laughed contemptuously:

"The gods have never truly descended upon the earth, nor have they appeared to respond to their believers. Only endless legends circulate among humans, casting a glimmer of hope over the world. This is the philosophy that my late friend, Wulfya, told me...

"I used to be dismissive of this, but now I think it's not nonsense. The Mark of Reselection has allowed me to experience two extreme reincarnations, and I am no longer afraid of death or survival. If humans are not afraid of death, and are even less afraid of living, then even if the seven first-order gods come, they cannot erase the existence of humans."

"Hahahaha, hahahaha." "Jie Yan" laughed ferociously. He wiped the blood that was flowing to the corner of his mouth, jumped in front of a human who was still kneeling on the ground and kowtowing to "Jie Xin Yan Dian" at a fixed frequency, and put out his hand to press his head.

Within a few seconds, countless red blood and green life energy flowed out from the human's five senses, seven orifices and heart and flowed into the body of "Jie Yan".

Soon, the human's skin dried up and peeled off like a wrinkled orange peel. The thick, powerful muscles and fat dissolved like wax in an instant, dripping onto the ground and turning into a pool of asphalt-like oil that was emitting thick smoke.

However, even though only a set of fragile bones remained of his body, he was still forced by the power of "Exhausting Flame Point" to do what a believer should do, kneeling and kowtowing with extreme piety, until all 208 bones were broken apart.

"It's just a small sacrifice, Dake." "Jie Yan" tilted his head to look at Dake, with the corners of his mouth curled up as much as possible, as if he was mocking the cowardice and weakness of mankind as a man-made Lost One. "This is my world, a world built by the 'Devotion Group' to help me summon the 'Scarlet Moon'. As long as the 'Exhausting Flame Point' is not extinguished, the 'Exhausting Glory' will never end."

"Beast, monster!" Dak gritted his teeth.

"Weren't you once a monster? You are an 'alien monster'. Even if you have regained your wisdom and consciousness due to certain causes and effects set by the Creator, you cannot escape the fate of becoming a lost one." "Jie Yan" said, standing on a small hill in front of Dak. With a slight force on his left hand, he poured all the flame magic source power that had just been condensed into the Peach Wood Axe.

The raging flames were like a never-resting devil under the crimson world, skipping the dragging stages of germination and swaying, and in the hands of "Jie Yan", transformed into wisps of flame steam that spread outward at high speeds, not only thawing his arms and axe, as well as the ground, but also covering his "ugly" body with a youthful feel with a layer of psychic fire from hell, the underworld and the dead.

"Do you really think you can control everything, 'Jie Yan'? Do you really think that the 'Net Hunting Sacrifice' can give you the ability to change the future reality?" Dark walked slowly to "Jie Yan" and stopped less than three meters away from him. He faced him with a serious face and said in a low voice with a little melancholy:
"Even MB-002: Mark of Re-Choice, after creating two worlds in different planes, still leaves a deep memory in people. This kind of 'memory' can be passed down, reproduced enough, and even give people a sense of being there.

"However, have you ever found any records of monsters with similar effects in any historical materials? If someone really uses the Net Hunting Sacrifice to change the reality of the future, then the records made by humans cannot be completely erased. At least, the god who controls the dark night and is staring at you from behind should remember it clearly." "You are talking nonsense. You are using a seemingly reasonable logical inference to draw another absurd and unrealistic conclusion. You have slid down the slope of sophistry, but you are trying to pull me into the abyss with you." "Jie Yan" seemed to be refuting, but it was more like comforting himself.

Then he raised the peach wood axe again and chopped it straight at Dake's head.

However, Dak did not dodge, nor did he immediately launch a counterattack, as if he was determined to withstand this powerful attack. But "Jie Yan" strangely suspended the axe blade in mid-air.

Seeing that Dark was not afraid of the fatal attack, "Jie Yan" instead let out a strange and interested laugh from his throat.

A few seconds later, he suddenly soared into the air, chanting ancient Khitanese in mid-air, activating the deeper power of the Peach Wood Axe, and chopped at the crowd who were still kneeling.

Red energy waves drew a ripple of death in the air, prompting waves of air to pass over the heads or chests of hundreds of poor people, making their bodies like the federal soldier just now turn to wax in an instant. Under the red glow of the scarlet moon, they were like flowing ice cream, milk and honey, covering the cold and dry ground with a layer of "happiness" color.

Snapped!
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One after another, humans who lost their skin, blood, muscles, fat and internal organs, exploded in all directions like the extremely bright, mysterious, yet intoxicating stars in the universe, just like stars burning out their last bit of matter, turning into deep red fireballs, and after the most intense explosion and flash, they turned into extremely small bright white spherical substances.

"In the 913th year of the Dragon Clan, the ancestor of the 'immortal' of the Yanhuo Empire sprinkled various medicinal herbs and minerals related to life and death into copper food utensils, used the magic power to drop the corpses of the dead into them, and refined the first pill for improving the sequence level." "Jie Yan" stared at the "bright white pills" that soared into the air and said:
"The Demon Source Sequence is called 'cultivation' by the immortals of Khitanris. These pills used to improve cultivation are called 'pills' in the language of the Flame Empire. Although you Crusaders claim to be familiar with Eastern culture, in fact, these extraordinary, strange, and mysterious creatures will never exist until your spirits die and your bodies turn into ashes and bacteria."

"The mysticism of Khitanris, the extraordinary...thing from the East?" Dark murmured softly.

These bright white pills, called "pills", were gradually covered with a layer of red "shell" that would never fade under the influence of the Crimson Moon. They flew towards the center of the "Heart-Exhausting Flame Point" in a vortex-like posture.

There was a rapid whistle of strong wind, mixed with the rumble of burning flames. The "pills" near the energy ball covered with tentacles exploded one after another, blooming into lotuses of fire, just like the gorgeous, dazzling and extremely dangerous "flashes" emitted when a star in the universe dies.

Strand after strand of colorful magical power and pure green life energy were drawn from the crowd who were still kneeling on the ground praying, continuing to mass-produce the so-called "pills" for "Jie Yan".

But this group of humans did not make any move to escape. They were neither afraid nor panicked. Instead, their faces were filled with happy smiles and they chanted oaths of dedication. Even when their companions died around them, their bodies did not stop moving at all.

Dak knew that either "Jie Yan" had hypnotized them through some means, or the consciousness of "Jie Xin Zhi Guang" had changed their cognition in batches.

He never expected to save these people who had fallen into madness and had lost their cognition. Their rationality had been exhausted. Unless the surrounding environment filled with a weird and extraordinary atmosphere was destroyed, they would continue to be so devoutly crazy until their bodies, energy and souls were completely destroyed.

"These are the humans you care about, Dak. They are so cowardly. If they are lucky enough to become Lost Ones, they will surely be able to stay awake under the Crimson Moon like you. Look, the area covered by the Crimson Moon is like an upside-down kitchen utensil." "Jie Yan" said as he walked in front of Dak, his head almost touching Dak's relatively broad chest, but he raised his head as much as possible, looking at Dak's contemptuous expression.

"During the Dragon Era and the Human Era, because industry was not well developed, human beings had very little knowledge of science, so the royal family of the Yanhuo Empire cast bronze utensils for daily use. The 'Ding' is such a bronze tableware used for cooking, and the 'Immortals' use the 'Ding' to refine elixirs beside blood and bones." "Jie Yan" deliberately said in a provocative tone:

"We are all in the 'cauldron' of the 'Heart-Exhausting Brilliance'. No human can escape, and no human is willing to escape. They will eventually die 'happily' and become 'pills' for the 'Heart-Exhausting Flame Point' and the 'Net-Hunting Spirit Niche', helping me to erase the history of mankind... and its existence."

boom!
A silver bullet shot out from the "Mad Bear" pistol, penetrated the back and heart of "Jie Yan", and hit the "Scarlet Moon" that was slowly falling in the air.