Angel looked at Olusia's body. The porcelain white body was covered with scars, and the armor originally engraved with the abyss inscription was completely scrapped. The most seriously injured part was Olusia's head, which was destroyed without any traces.
The Flame Lord's flames burned beyond recognition, and the brain matter inside smelled like burnt food.
In the heavy rain, Olusia's whole body was covered with acrid white smoke.
Angel squatted down and stretched out his hand, just as he was about to touch the body, a low-pitched pleading sound came from his ears.
"Don't... the shop owner..."
Angel's outstretched hand paused in mid-air, and finally slowly let it go.
He looked out of the corner of his eye, and saw Grave not far away looking over with a pleading look on his face.
"Its body is already dead." Angel sighed softly.
The moment Angel said these words, Grewu was stunned for a moment. Could it be that this tone of voice...
Grewu immediately realized that the shop owner was still the shop owner and was not possessed!
Thinking of this, the gloom in Grave's heart lifted slightly.
If the shop owner really had the core changed, he wouldn't know what to do.
Although Gravewood was still a little confused, since the shop owner didn't change the core, was the previous shadow and eyes just an illusion? This thought just flashed through Gravew's mind, but he didn't think more about it: "But, Lord Olusia needs
A host."
Even if this body dies, as long as Orussia's soul can return, there will always be a solution. This is what Grewu thinks.
But Angel shook his head: "No."
The light in Greve's eyes suddenly dimmed, and it opened its mouth, but it didn't know what to say. Now it couldn't move, and all its hopes could only be pinned on the shop owner, but the shop owner refused...
Water began to accumulate in Greve's eyes, and his fleshy face shrank.
When Angel saw this, he frowned and murmured in a low voice: Sure enough, I still hate naughty children the most.
Grewu sobbed and muttered some short sentences, such as "Lord Olusia is so kind to it", "I don't want the Lord to die", "The Lord obviously has no enmity with the shop owner"...
Angel ignored Grave's cry, but squatted down silently. Just like when he faced the Demon God's clone before, he roughly checked Olusia's body to make sure there was no remaining consciousness, and then built a second ice coffin.
, put Orusia inside.
After doing all this, Angel turned his head and walked towards Grewu.
Grave was still immersed in his own emotions, when suddenly, a ray of light fell in front of it.
Gravewood paused for a moment before realizing that what was suspended in front of it was the "Eye of Light" sealed by the purple-white source fire.
It raised its head and saw Angel looking at it condescendingly.
The blond hair covered Angel's right eye, but Grewu still felt a palpitation in his heart, causing him to lower his head unconsciously.
"You are right, Olucia does not have any quarrel with me. For you, Aulusia is a friendly and close person, so you would advocate saving it. But for me, although it has nothing to do with me,
Hatred, but it's so powerful that it can crush me with one finger, so I can't take the risk to release it, let alone hand the body back to it."
Angel paused, making sure that Grave's mind was following his words, and then continued.
"Olusia's soul is right in front of you. I can hand it over to you, but before we are completely separated, I don't want you to unlock the source fire seal on it. This will cause trouble for me."
It was Angel's carefully thought-out decision to hand over Orussia's soul to Grewu. There were many considerations in this. For example, he himself had not researched the soul, and it was of no great use; and the same was true for Orusia's soul.
A bomb full of variables.
However, all his considerations can actually be solved, but in the end what really made him decide to give his soul to Greve was because it had saved Toby in the void.
In fact, Grave had no deep relationship with himself or Toby. Angel even kicked Grave out of the shop because he was too bearly. But Grave was willing to extend his hand at that time without any worries.
, catch Toby.
that's enough.
Angel couldn't imagine what would have happened to Toby if Greve hadn't reached out to catch him at that time? Therefore, this reason was the basis for all other considerations.
As for the reason why Grewu was not allowed to unlock the source fire seal outside the "Eye of Light", it was just in case.
Although he has methods such as "Prelude to the Dead" to deal with souls, Angel can't guarantee that he can truly eliminate Olucia's soul.
Then, while returning it to Grewu, a restriction was also placed.
After listening to the shopkeeper's words, Grewu also understood the shopkeeper's concerns. Thinking from the shopkeeper's perspective, he was right, but...
Grewu was very familiar with Orusia, so his heart naturally favored Orusia.
"Lord Aulusia, you will not harm the shopkeeper." Grewu said firmly, "Moreover, the shopkeeper also helped Sir Aulusia kill the true spirit of the Flameless Lord, and you will not deal with the shopkeeper."
Angel was silent for a long time and said softly: "You are not it."
You are not Orussia, so you cannot speculate on other people's actions.
Grewu was stunned for a moment, as if he wanted to say something, but at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded.
"Grave, promise him." The voice was unusually weak, but the tone was calm and gentle.
Angel raised his eyebrows, and his gaze slowly shifted to the light eyes that exuded a faint glow. This voice was not unfamiliar to Angel, it was the tone of Orussia.
"Lord Olusia, is that you?!" Grewu's eyes lit up and he looked into the Eye of Light with burning eyes: "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine." Olussia responded.
He said it was okay, but Olusia's voice was extremely weak, which made Grewu's eyes turn red again. His nose sniffled several times before he said in a hurried tone: "Sir, the Lord of Flameless has been killed.
, He will not come to trouble you anymore..."
"I know, I..." Olussia paused, "I saw everything."
Although its tone was calm, it could be felt that its voice was much softer than before, and even trembled on some syllables.
Although Olusia is trapped in the seal of the Purple White Source Fire, its consciousness has not dissipated, and it can still see everything happening outside.
It not only witnessed the death of the Flameless Lord, but also saw it when the Flameless Lord fell into the darkness of chaos and was watched by eyes from far away in time and space.
Because of this, it knew that the existence outside time and space was actually just a projection. And a projection killed the Flameless Lord instantly.
Under such circumstances, Olucia was also very afraid of Angel, because it was Angel who summoned the projection.
"grown ups……"
"I agree to the shop owner's conditions. My body is already dead before my soul is extracted. So, it doesn't matter if you want it or not." Olussia was silent for a long time: "Besides, that body means a lot to me.
, is actually a constraint. No matter how you use that body, you can't avoid His... shadow. I don't want to make the same mistake again, so it's better to break it off like this."
Hearing what Olussia said, Grave finally nodded.
Angel didn't know whether Olusia's words were deliberately staged or sincere, but it didn't matter, as long as the matter was resolved.
Grave hugged back the "Eye of Light", looked at Angel, and said: Thank you.
Angel nodded indifferently and looked at Bobota. Now all that was left was to solve his problem.
Angel was about to walk towards Popota, when suddenly, Olusia's voice came from the eyes of light again.
"When I saw the shopkeeper in Rasudran, I felt something in my heart. I never believe in coincidences. I thought you would definitely play a role in the scene in Rasudran. I even guessed that your role was indispensable.
, and Fafnir is by your side, maybe your role will lead to my failure."
"However, what I didn't expect is that your stage is not in the dissipated city of the end."
"I don't know the final outcome of this stage, but I know that at least in my life, you played the role of my savior."
"No matter what, thank you."
Angel paused for a moment. Olusia's words reminded him of his experiences during this period. In the end, what was fixed in his mind was a painting.
It was a painting called "Night".
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Angel tilted his head, his eyes flashing with unpredictable light: "The stage has boundaries, and the drama also has a script. In fact, you and I are all characters."
After Angel finished speaking, he walked towards Popota regardless of Orusia's reaction.
Bobota was hundreds of meters away. He was lying in a deep pit. Before he got close, Angel smelled a stench, a stench that even rain could not wash away.
Angel stood on the edge of the pit, looking at the pile of rotten meat in the pit.
To be precise, in a pile of rotten meat filled with rancid green liquid, there was a weird and twisted humanoid figure, and that was Popota.
Under the previous indiscriminate healing from the power of the true spirit, Bobota survived the physical collapse.
However, those things that did not belong to him were all drained away, leaving only an extremely thin humanoid skeleton covered with only a layer of flesh.
Although the situation looks very bad, in Angel's opinion, Bobota still has a breath of life, which is at least better than complete death.
"Bobota." Angel called softly.
…
Popota felt extremely weak.
He was unable to move under the pressure of the will of the abyss, and the continuous rainstorm kept washing away his filthy body. In the thinking space, cracks appeared in the magic source, and all the energy inside was lost.
Popota smiled bitterly.
The previous strength seemed to be just an illusory dream that lasted for several days.
After waking up from the dream, it is the cruelest reality.