Boluogo's head hurt a little. His original intention today was just to ask Sere to see if he could get some useful information from him. Sere was very resistant and went straight into the room and fell asleep.

They got up, followed by Weier and Bode, who talked about some strange things about "breath".

Regarding this part, Boluogo was already a little confused about the situation. Sai Zong's invitation followed closely, like a continuous heavy hammer, chipping away at the common sense bit by bit.

Children of eternal wrath? Sins of wrath?

The information Sai Zong talked about was very simple. It was just a title, a name, and the attribution of a power. But this simple information, after passing through Boluogo's brain, was interpreted by him into countless complex possibilities and single events.

The line of development diverges into countless lines at this moment, like a lush giant tree, and every branch is an unknown possibility.

"I wanted to continue hiding it, just like I did in the past years."

Boluogo walked into the darkness, Sai Zong's voice rang in his ears, and then the door behind Boluogo closed, and absolute darkness enveloped everything.

"Have I caught your attention?" Borlog asked into the darkness.

"Yeah, but to be precise, it's the breath on your body."

Breath, breath again.

"Is this related to the Saw-Saw Axe?" Boluogo didn't understand. "It's just a weird contract object."

"It's more than just a contract."

Sai Zong's voice sounded directly from behind Boluo Ge, as close as Chi Chi.

At the same time as the voice sounded, Sai Zong patted Boluogo's shoulder lightly. The moment Boluogo turned his head, the surrounding darkness dispersed and his vision became completely bright.

Sai Zong still had a cold face, wore that funny doll costume, and was incompatible with everything around him, but the more he looked like this, the more Bologo became aware of the moodiness and weirdness of the devil and the undead.

Seeing that the surroundings were getting brighter, Bologg looked around. He guessed that this should be Sai Zong's room, but when the scene really came into view, Bologg couldn't help but hold his breath.

There were no familiar luxurious decorations, nor a large bed room big enough to sleep several people. The floor Boluogo stepped on was not the polished marble floor, but rough gray bricks. There were flickering candles all around, and the light was barely visible.

It reflects the outline of things, but it cannot clear away the darkness in the corners.

"Is this your room?"

Boluogo breathed, and a faint musty smell came to his nose, indicating that this place had been stored for many years. On the high stone wall, some gray stains slowly spread from the top, revealing the passage of time.

Ruthless destruction.

"An armory?"

When Boluogo asked questions, his eyes scanned many objects.

In the middle of the armory is a huge exhibition stand. It is forged from metal inlaid with gold. It is extremely gorgeous in shape. Armor and helmets with slightly dull colors are clustered around it. Many of the helmets have

Feathers and additional accessories, they have been cared for cleanly, shiny, without any rust, just scratches and scars that bear witness to their glory.

Rows of long cabinets were placed under the stone wall. Spears and spearheads were inserted into the shelves, and the light hit the blades. They were connected together to form an endless spectrum on the gray stone wall.

For a fetishist like Burlogo, this place is simply paradise for him.

Looking up, there are many swords and firearms hanging on the tall walls. These weapons played different roles in different historical periods.

Some swords are engraved with crosses and icons, indicating that they were once used to defend faith and churches, and were wielded by knights in major battles. Some firearms are printed with royal emblems and marks of the Knights, proving that they have participated in the vast world.

Various battles on the land bear witness to bravery and loyalty.

Boluogo murmured, "These are your collection."

"They are not handicrafts, but weapons that are truly stained with blood in history."

Mentioning these collections, Sai Zong's mood rarely changed, as if he was proud.

For a moment, Boluogo actually forgot about the conversation he had just had with Sai Zong and the information about the Sin of Wrath. As if he was tempted, he reached out and touched each of the exhibits.

Then among the stacked weapons, Bologo saw the weapon on the top of the pyramid.

It was not some kind of gorgeous and deadly sword blade, nor was it a spear that could pierce the stomach of any armor, but a pile of scattered rough stone artifacts.

A stone hammer made of rough joints of wood and stone, a stone spearhead sharpened to a sharp point, and a stone knife with a sharp edge.

The destructive power of these extremely primitive weapons is extremely pitiful, and they are not even considered handicrafts, but they are placed on top of the weapons.

"This is not a weapons collection room."

As if he could understand what Sai Zong was thinking, Boluogo looked at Sai Zong suddenly and asked, "What is collected here is 'war'."

Sai Zong smiled with satisfaction. For him, such an emotional change was extremely rare.

As if to verify the correctness of Bologger's conjecture, the light of the candlelight became much brighter, and the originally dark corners became clearer.

Boluogo saw stone cannonballs and small artillery. They were generally short and hung on the wall with iron hooks tied to the barrels. His line of sight continued to extend, and the space seemed to be distorted. The armory suddenly became endless and dark.

As the tide recedes, rows of field artillery, tanks, and bombers are revealed...

"It is said that this is the first weapon made since the birth of mankind."

Sai Zong looked up at those rough stone weapons. He then lowered his head and said to Boluogo, "The Saw Axe is more than just a contract object. Compared to the overly general summary of a contract object, I prefer it.

category naming.

Source Sin Arms."

Boluogo felt a slight sting in his mind, "I don't understand what you said, Sai Zong."

"It doesn't matter, I will explain it to you slowly."

Sai Zong said, casually pulling out a sharp sword from the pile of swords. He suddenly said, "Do you know? This sword once left a wound on the Night King's body."

"The weapons that appear here not only represent the evolutionary history of human warfare, but also represent their achievements in history." Boluogo whispered.

"Yes, so I really want to collect your weapons. I will definitely put them in a distinguished position." Sai Zong shook his head. "It's a pity that you are an immortal."

Sai Zong snapped his fingers, and the surrounding light suddenly dimmed. Boluogo felt an irresistible force coming and pushed him to the ground. Just when he was about to fall, the invisible chair stabilized

The ground caught him.

The pale light fell down, illuminating Sai Zong who was sitting opposite Boluogo.

"Each devil represents an original sin, and this original sin will also be the authority they hold. I think you should have a clear understanding of this when facing different protections."

Bologg nodded and talked about the secrets of the devil. Bologg looked forward to the next development.

"These original sins are closely related to human beings themselves, even closely connected, like the reflection in a mirror," Sai Zong continued. "As long as they produce a steady stream of sinful karma, the devils themselves will be satisfied, just like robbing souls."

"Devils with different original sins will use their own methods to harvest such sins." Boluogo was very smart, and he immediately thought of all the things he had experienced before.

The wandering fork in the road will infinitely expand people's desires, the Happy Garden will promise ultimate happiness, and the House of the Rising Sun will be full of eternal laziness...

"That's right, but some sins can be eliminated through the restraint of the will, and some sins are difficult to restrain in the human heart, such as anger, jealousy, and arrogance. They seem to be innate and become human bad qualities. Sometimes, they are not at all

There is no need to deliberately harvest them, they will overflow in the world."

Sai Zong said step by step, "But the devils will not be satisfied. They prefer active plundering rather than passive harvesting."

Boluogo suddenly thought of a sentence, "The history of mankind is the history of war."

Sai Zong then affirmed, "The most sinful karma caused by war is rage."

It had been many years since Sai Zong had told anyone so many words at once, let alone told these secret stories. His mind was slightly distracted and condensed again.

"The devil holds the power of original sin and is driven by it. This greatly affects their own personality and preferences. You should also understand this."

Mammon's greed, Belphegor's laziness, Asmodeus's pursuit of sensory stimulation, Leviathan doesn't know what he is jealous of...

"The same is true for the Child of Eternal Wrath, but compared to other devils, he is obviously a very difficult person to get along with because of the power of original sin."

Talking about the Children of Eternal Wrath, Sai Zong suddenly felt relaxed, as if he was missing an old friend with a bad temper.

"To be precise, this guy can't communicate with others at all. He is always in a rage, like a wildfire in the wilderness, engulfing anyone and anything wantonly.

Because of this, it is obvious that the Child of Eternal Wrath cannot choose his debtors. The first time he sees a mortal, the source of his wrath will cause him to tear the living being into pieces."

Along with Sai Zong's narration, the fragmented information gradually pieced together in Boluogo's mind, and he gradually realized the nature of the Saw Ax and Origin Sin Arms.

Devils are all kinds of weird and weird.

"He separated his power into many fragments and poured it into each weapon.

The weapon that is the source of sin.

He scattered these weapons of sin in the world. Anyone who gets these weapons will gain the power of the Children of Eternal Wrath. They will become infinitely powerful and immortal in a hundred battles. They will gain honor in the blood and killing. Likewise

, this power will also invade their sanity little by little, until they turn into pure killing machines.

In order to vent their greater anger, they will start a series of wars to please the Children of Eternal Wrath."

Sai Zong's voice became softer, "It can be said that anyone who holds the Origin Sin Arms can be regarded as the debtor of the Child of Eternal Wrath. Their killings, conquests, and blood sacrifices are all for the soul of the Child of Eternal Wrath."

Sacrifice.”

Burning anger flashed through Boluogo's mind.

"The saw-axe is also a sinful weapon?"

Boluogo was amused by this absurd reality, "In other words, I am also the debtor of the Child of Eternal Wrath? There is no blood contract. As long as I kill with that weapon, I can become his believer.

His debtor?"

It's really weird. The more he thinks about it, the more Bologger feels that something is wrong. The Children of Eternal Wrath, who have clearly started countless wars and feed on people's fury, have actually created the completely opposite country of the Undead Club.
To be continued...