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Therefore, Noah's fertile incarnation was unaware of all the commotion Gray had caused during the Holy Scriptures in Paradise City...

Therefore, from the perspective of this incarnation, Rast is Cecil's chosen heir... This is undoubtedly the most reasonable guess.

"But..." His voice quickly returned to calmness from surprise: "Although it's a bit unexpected, what's the point of all this?"

"As the successor chosen by Cecil, I should have continued the legacy of the Shore Guardians after his death in battle..."

"You have completely exposed your identity to me in an extremely foolish way."

Noah's words turned slightly colder.

He slowly reached out his hand and then clenched it.

The next moment, Last's heart and all his internal organs suddenly tightened as his flesh and blood twisted.

At this moment, thousands of plant roots silently took root, sprouted, and grew in every blood vessel, every tendon, every strand of flesh and blood, and every inch of organ in Last's body.

Then, a strangely beautiful blood-red flower bud condensed.

Flesh and Blood Sprouting

The Sequence of Plenty, an ability that can only be used after reaching the seventh step, can also be said to be a symbol of the legend of the Sequence of Plenty.

Unlike most of the abilities in the Order of Opulence, which are healing and auxiliary, "Flesh Sprout" is a pure killing skill.

It is possible to silently implant a seed that no one can detect into the flesh and blood of any living being, using breath and air as the medium.

Normally, this seed lies dormant in the host's body and does not show any abnormalities.

However, if necessary, this seed can quickly germinate in the other person's body.

Then, using the flesh and blood of the target's body as nutrients, a beautiful blood-colored flower grows.

And when the bud in the heart blooms, it means the end of the other person's life.

It cannot be reversed, it cannot be stopped... The flower that sprouts with flesh and blood as nutrients will completely destroy every blood vessel, every tendon, every muscle and skin in the host's body.

Even the Death God Sequence, whose passive skill "Pale Body" could remove vital parts of the body, couldn't survive "Flesh Sprout" because even "Pale Body" only distributed the damage to the vital parts evenly throughout the body, not being immune...

But the sprouting flesh and blood flower will destroy all of a person's flesh and blood and organs - just like in an FPS game, even if you can't blow up the head, you can still kill the person by hitting the feet.

Noah's hands clenched slightly, and at the heart of Rast's body, the flower bud nourished by flesh and blood became more and more enchanting and beautiful, as if it could bloom completely at any time and completely end the host's life.

This is the reason why Noah has been as steady as an old dog from beginning to end.

From the very beginning, he implanted the seed of the "Flower of Flesh and Blood" in Rast's body, so he never doubted Rast's identity as a spy... Because whether Rast was a spy or not, whether he truly yearned to be the gravekeeper or was just giving a hypocritical compliment, it didn't really matter.

As long as that seed of flesh and blood is still there, Rast's life is completely in his own hands.

No matter what happened, as long as the flower of flesh and blood bloomed, Noah could directly wipe out Rast from this world.

"It seems that Cecil made an extremely stupid and wrong choice."

"The next successor to the Shore Guardian whom he chooses will die before he does."

Noah's voice sounded calmly.

He had never expected that Cecil would actually bring the successor of the fire... right to him like this.

Without any effort, he could recover the fire that the Tomb Keeper Organization lost many years ago.

As for the old god of death who has lost his shackles in the ice coffin and is gradually reviving... compared to being able to successfully recover the fire, it seems less important.

Even though the God of Death was reborn, it had been extinct for a long time after all - its remaining power had long since disappeared to the point where only one tenth of it remained, and the thousands of believers in the Kingdom of God no longer existed.

It will take an extremely long time for the Grim Reaper to recover to its peak state... During this period, the Gravekeeper is more than enough to hunt it down.

"I didn't expect you to be even more stupid than I thought."

Noah looked at Rast, whose face was pale and strange buds had grown on the flesh of his heart. His life was completely in his own control, and his voice was calm.

"Originally, if you chose to feign forbearance and cooperate with me in completing the ascension ceremony, you would have completely transferred the authority of the God of Death and the prototype of the throne to yourself."

Noah's voice remained calm. "Then, wait until you become a new god of death and have accumulated enough power... then turning against me might make things more difficult for me."

"I didn't expect that you wouldn't even be willing to endure for such a short time. My arrangements have been wasted."

Listen to Noah's words.

Even his heart was clearly under the control of that flower of flesh and blood, and his life and death were hanging by a thread.

But there was still a smile on Rast's pale face.

He had never smiled before, never shown a smile.

"Yes, feigning forbearance and remaining dormant... inheriting the power of the God of Death, or choosing to fully unleash the God of Death and trigger a war between the old God of Death and the Gravekeeper... this is undoubtedly the best option."

"but--"

Last smiled. "If the remnant of that old god of death completely takes over this body, then everything will be meaningless."

Last turned sideways and looked down at the girl with ice-blue hair in the ice coffin.

She closed her eyes tightly, and the expression on her pretty face kept changing... Sometimes she showed the majesty of a king, and sometimes she was confused and timid, as if she was trapped in a deep nightmare.

Looking at the girl who looked like a sleeping beauty, a hint of tenderness flashed in Rast's eyes.

"Your Majesty Noah, you and the gravekeeper... have been standing in the clouds for far too long."

"It's been so long that you've forgotten what it felt like to be human."

"So from the beginning to the end, in your eyes, there are only three parties: the shore guardian, the gravekeeper, and the resurrected old god of death..."

"You believe that only these three parties are qualified to sit at the poker table, and everything that is happening before your eyes is the result of the cold-blooded game of chess and the exchange of interests between these three parties."

"You've never considered the feelings of the third key in the ascension ceremony, and you've never asked..."

"Is she willing to become the vessel for the resurrection of the old god of death?"

"How does this...container feel?"

First time.

Noah turned his gaze to the sleeping girl in the ice coffin.

But his gaze remained indifferent, just like a gardener looking at the gardening shears in his toolbox. It was a handy tool, but just a tool.

"Between male and female organisms... the most primitive reproductive impulse generated by the glands secreting stimulating hormones?"

"Everything you did—was for such a ridiculous reason?"

"I didn't expect Your Majesty Noah to have such a good knowledge of biology... It seems the technological level of those civilizations of past eras was even higher than I imagined."

Luster smiled and said, "You really don't understand, and your colleagues won't understand either..."

"After all, in your world, apart from tangible and reliable interests, everything else is meaningless and illusory."

He looked the old man straight in the eye and said, "To be honest, I used to be like that too... I forgot human emotions and even more so human nature, and lived as a cold machine."

"They exist solely for the pre-programmed goal of 'keeping themselves alive'—every action is a cold, cold judgment of value. They do what they deem beneficial to their survival, and completely abandon what they deem detrimental to their survival."

"But then I met a girl named Amys—"

“She taught me that people shouldn’t just live to survive.”

“The concept of ‘living’ isn’t about waiting to die slowly, but about constantly running, meeting all kinds of people and things, and fulfilling all the wishes you want to achieve, until you are exhausted and can no longer walk.”

"Only in this way can we have no regrets when death comes, and only in this way can we look back on our past without heartbreak and be able to say with confidence, 'I have lived a life without regrets.'"

"In the past, I didn't understand what Xiao Ai said to me... But now, after encountering Hiltina, meeting Dean Yin, Gray, Leader Cecil, Axia... and meeting so many different people and things."

"I seem to understand a little bit."

Last reached out and gently touched the girl's soft ice-blue hair in the ice coffin.

"I don't know if this is the primal impulse generated by the glandular secretion of hormones that Your Majesty Noah mentioned... But I know that this is the thought that surges in my heart at this moment, and there is absolutely no falsehood."

"The noble spirit of defending the people at all costs, the chivalrous creed of dying before one's comrades."

"For the people and things I cherish, for the world I leave behind... like a moth to a flame, I do what I know is impossible."

"Because of a common desire, the flame has been passed down from generation to generation, illuminating the long night."

"Because I hate endless tragedy, even though I know there are many hardships and dangers, I must write the ending I want for that imperfect fairy tale."

He closed his eyes, placed his right hand on his chest, and turned his back to the steep cliff on the top platform of the tower.

"You will never understand my ideas, just as I will never understand your beliefs."

"Perhaps in your eyes this is a hopelessly foolish choice, but I am happy with it."

wow-

In the howling of wind and tide.

Rast's body leaned backward, falling from the top of the Tower of Babel to the end of the abyss.

"so--"

"You are the gravekeepers, and I am the shorekeeper."

Chapter 155: Rast: BOOM (Two in One)

The waves are surging and there is wind on the sea.

Last looked directly at Noah, who had already soared into the air and reached the top of the tower at eye level with him. He stroked his chest and leaned back.

His figure was submerged in the howling storm in the sky, and he fell straight towards the illusory sea transformed from the abyss.

……

What does he want to do?

Even though I knew my body had been planted with flesh and blood, and that my life and death were completely controlled by my thoughts, I still struggled in vain...

Or in other words, to die?

Noah's ample half was slightly startled.

But soon, his eyes became stern.

Originally, Noah wanted to use the flesh and blood seeds in the other party's body as a threat. After completely subduing Last, he would find a way to thoroughly investigate the many abnormalities in his body.

For example, why didn't Cecil let his successor lie dormant carefully, but allowed him to contact himself and infiltrate the gravekeepers to become an insider... putting the most important fire under the enemy's nose?

This was undoubtedly an irrational choice - as a legend, it was impossible for Cecil not to understand this most basic truth.

However, looking at the young man falling into the sea from the end of the tower, Noah temporarily suppressed his confusion.

No matter what - the power that Last used just now was indeed derived from the fire stolen by the shore guard... This is an unshakable fact, and he would never make a wrong judgment.

Recovering the stolen fire is Noah's first goal on this trip...

Compared to this, everything else seems unimportant and takes a lower priority.

"You have denied the gift of the divine realm and rejected the eternal immortality bestowed upon you by us."

"As the price for rejecting this gift... your flesh and blood will become food for my creations, bearing the most gorgeous flowers in the world—"

The old hand clasped lightly in the air.

"so--"

"Your life will end here."

next moment.

boom--

Last's skin suddenly turned pale.

Thousands of plant roots grew rapidly along every inch of his meridians and blood vessels, squeezing out every drop of blood flowing through his limbs.

Then, every drop of blood in his body gathered in his heart.

The emerald green branches and leaves penetrated the flesh and blood, carrying the flower bud that broke through Rast's pale skin, trembling slightly at his heart, reflecting the bright red of blood.

Followed by.

After a thousandth of a second.

The buds bloom.

A strange blood lotus bloomed above his heart.

Noah's words were not groundless...this is truly the most beautiful flower in the world.