I!The god of salted fish, was overheard by Master Lolita

Lin En's majestic power instantly shattered the trace of fallen god's power that burst out from him again.

Lin En squinted his eyes, and slowly clenched and clenched with one hand.

A gulp of pitch-black blood gushed out from the Soul King's mouth, his expression became even more crazily distorted, and he tore more happily.

He was choking, and could barely open his mouth anymore.

He could already feel his life passing by.

He is getting closer and closer to the red line that he has been looking forward to and hoping for.

He suddenly smiled sadly.

It was a look of death.

The countless crimes he committed for him, the countless lives he owed to himself...

Mourn.

If you really can't do it, my king...

If there is really no way for you to end my betrayal...

In an instant, he suddenly raised his head to the sky and screamed, countless cracks burst out of his body instantly, and the majestic power from the source surged crazily inside and outside his body.

He shattered his own origin, he released all the power imprisoned in his body.

he wants……

"I don't believe you!" For a moment, Lin En's pupils suddenly became fierce.

He suddenly stretched out his hand, gritted his teeth, made the final decision, and reached out to his twisted and about to be broken soul in an instant.

Under that berserk force, his hand straightly touched his origin, touching his soul.

"I don't believe you will really betray!"

hum-

In an instant.

Right at the last moment when it fell apart.

His hands seized his soul.

……

The whole body was dripping with blood, and there was almost no intact part of the body.

The blood seemed to have drained, but the broken body was still carrying the corpse with difficulty, fleeing step by step.

He didn't know where he was going, his eyes were in a trance, he was like a soul who had lost all faith, walking alone with the cold corpse Yu Yu who had lost his breath on his back.

He killed everything that stood in the way, he killed all the evil spirits that were trying to infuse that corpse.

It was as if some kind of obsession was supporting him.

Keep moving forward.

forward.

"Where are you going?"

"I do not know."

"Why are you carrying two corpses?"

"I only carry one."

"do not you?"

In a trance, he suddenly realized.

Only then did he finally notice that his blood had already been drained, and his origin had already withered and decayed.

He has been...

died……

he murmured.

He raised his head, as if he saw an endless ocean of hearts, bones full of bones and a gray sky.

And right in front of him were countless huge tentacles hanging down from the sky, and countless huge eyeballs growing on the tentacles.

At that moment, a strong resentment and fear grew in his heart.

That voice inside him kept telling him.

run!

run!

But the strong sense of oppression made him almost unable to move his legs.

"I thought that apart from that ant you're carrying, there's nothing in this world that interests me."

"But I didn't expect that in this fragile crystal garden, there could be a person who fits my law so well."

Chapter 232 I owe something, and the voice that was about to pay it back is hoarse and ethereal.

The countless tentacles twisted continuously, and the countless eyeballs stared at him from all directions.

"What are you going to do..." He was in a trance, subconsciously holding the corpse behind him tightly.

The countless eyeballs moved.

"I am willing to give you a chance, mortal, before my interest in you is exhausted, I allow you to be my servant and my representative in this world."

"But the price is your loyalty."

In an instant, his whole body was shaken, and his trance eyes seemed to be awake for a moment.

Do not!

impossible!

I am only loyal to my king.

From start to finish, everything I've done, everything I've given...

it's all... all...

It was as if he could hear his heart.

The countless tentacles hanging from the sky swayed slightly, and the voice was still so ethereal, without any emotional fluctuations.

"For his seditious ideals, against a us you never knew?"

"Or to be able to get enough power from him, to obtain the authority he promised you?"

Do not!

He whispered to himself.

He doesn't care.

He doesn't care.

He doesn't care about ideals, power, or authority.

"Oh?" The voice was extremely gentle.

"Then what is his that you are loyal to?"

It seems that endless years have passed.

And it seems like just a moment of eternity.

No thinking is required.

Because that answer has been engraved in the deepest part of his soul from beginning to end.

He stood up slowly, lifted his head vigorously, and stared at the huge tentacles that occupied the entire sky.

"I am loyal to him."

Fiercely, like some kind of crazy paranoia and swearing.

There is no reason.

Just trying to make things the way they should be.

Others, he doesn't care!

If he lets himself die, he dies, and if he lets himself pay, then he pays.

"Fun, interesting."

It seems to be some kind of affirmation, but also like some kind of playfulness.

"Sure enough, the soul of an ant sometimes surprises people. It seems that the reason why your soul is immortal is because of your obsession with him."

"You want him to come back to life, you want things to turn into what he used to be. Is this what you're obsessed with?"

"So……"

That voice was ethereal and straight to the heart.

"If I can bring him back to life, what are you willing to give?"

For a moment, it was as if a drop of water fell into a deep pool of silence.

He raised his head with difficulty and tremblingly said:

"everything."

……

deep in the tomb.

The Sun Thief finished listening to the Bone King's narration with a pale face.

He looked tremblingly at the dry bones, and said, "He killed everyone."

Bone King frantically hugged his head, and whispered: "That's the condition that the fallen god reached with him, and he gave the fallen god a testimonial. Get rid of all of us!"

"He... did it..." the Sun Thief murmured.

The flames in the bone king's eye sockets were burning wildly, and his eyes were full of desolation.

The scene of that day once again appeared in his mind, the cold face and the sharp knife in his hand emerged.

He killed everything he had with his own hands, and destroyed the last glory of the Violet Empire.

And everything he did was for his paranoid hope.

He wanted to bring Wang back to life.

For this reason, he even did not hesitate to turn to their sworn enemy and wield a butcher knife against his own people.

"He has lost his true nature..." The Sun Thief clenched his hands gloomily, and said:

"I don't think he deserves to be forgiven! Anyway, killing one of your own people..."

Bone King lowered his head and said:

"No... If he really loses his conscience because of that paranoid idea, then I won't defend him..."

"He did kill all of us, but he also left behind a secret backhand. He devoured everyone, but secretly preserved everyone's souls in his body..."

"As for me, he has long seen the injustice in my heart... So he tore my betrayal heart, molded it into a new personality, and used this torture method to recover from the fallen god. under surveillance saved my life."

"He... is just a poor wretch who wants to struggle with his fate..."

The Sun Thief was shocked and stood up short of breath.

Bone King lowered his head and slowly stretched out his hand.

Before the Maharaja came, the Soul King had already told him everything.

Accompanied by a ray of shimmering flicker.

Countless magic patterns lit up in the entire underground space, and a soul gatherer slowly emerged from the magic patterns.

"Everyone's souls... are all here... He wants me to properly hand over these souls to the Maharaja after his death. He believes that the Majesty will have the ability to resurrect them."