Ether does not belong to this world, but is an extraordinary power that suddenly appears in this world under a certain opportunity. The secret source has given this power to this world, so is it a gift or a curse?
It was as if a storm was raging in Boluogo's mind, his thoughts were mixed into a mess, and the delicate and disordered nerves were cut into countless fragments.
Boluogo suddenly realized another thing. Since the so-called soul is most likely born under the interference of the ether, what about the devils who target the soul?
Did the so-called devil, like the secret source, descend into this world at a certain moment in the past...
Boluogo suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness. The familiar world collapsed and turned into a completely unfamiliar appearance. He began to not recognize this world and was incompatible with it.
Mamo said, "We are preparing to succeed King Solomon and take over TEDA's research."
Borlog asked, "What are you going to do?"
"It's very simple, cut the original thing so that part of it is still in the ether vacuum, and the other part is placed in the ether," Dewar said excitedly. "We may be able to witness with our own eyes the process of ether interfering with matter, or even witness
The birth of the soul.”
Boluogo took a deep breath, stumbled back, and then sat on the steps, lowering his head.
He needs some time to accept such a huge amount of information and this completely refreshed world view.
Boluogo laughed to himself. This shock was much greater than when he became a debtor.
"Are you ready to publish this study?"
Mamo shook his head, "No, this research will only be conducted secretly in the scholars' hall."
"This time the Truth Monks will also join in," Dua laughed. "We will have in-depth cooperation with the Hall of Scholars and the Bureau of Order."
"This kind of discovery is enough to set off huge waves, and maybe many fanatics will collapse because of it."
Mamo shook his head, "The world is already chaotic enough now. We should try to be as stable as possible."
Boluogo agreed with Mamo's statement, but he also believed that Mamo's refusal to disclose was more than that. If it could continue to go deeper, the Bureau of Order might be ahead of everyone in the exploration of the secret source.
This will lay the foundation for victory in the devil's dispute in the near future. The war is already close at hand, and everyone is working hard to prepare for the war.
"After seeing the value of original things, the Bureau of Order became very interested in King Solomon's legacy," Nathaniel said. "After a brief discussion, we are ready to investigate the abandoned place."
Bologo knew that Nathaniel was not only referring to the Abandoned Land, but the ruins of the Holy City buried in it. He then asked, "Didn't you investigate the Abandoned Land before?"
"Yes, but that was when the Order Bureau was first established, not to mention that the place became more and more dangerous later on."
Nathaniel added, "In that kind of desperate situation, if you are not careful, the defenders will die."
The Abandoned Land is covered by the Silent Line of Defense and is in an absolute etheric vacuum, where the evils of this world and the light burn each other out. Bologg has been there personally. Even the undead have no advantage there.
Ashes and death, the Abandoned Land is definitely not a good place to be.
"Although King Solomon is dead and the abandoned land is covered by various disasters, there are still parts of the virtual realm that are miraculously running. This will add a lot of obstacles to our exploration. Due to these complex situations,
We didn’t pay much attention to exploring there.”
From Nathaniel's point of view, it is not easy to seal the evils of this world together with the light. It is better not to think about exploring the sacred city.
"In case of some kind of mistake, no matter what is released, all that awaits Oath City Opos is the scorched earth after destruction."
Imagining the scene of the evil and light-scorching escape in this world, Boluogo could see the strange crimson flesh and blood creation filling the big crack, like an overflowing liquid, it would gush out from the big crack, waving out countless
With all its tentacles, it devours everything that can be devoured.
Ether, flesh, metal, rock...
Boluogo had witnessed the hunger of the monster with his own eyes. It would eat anything and would not refuse anyone who came.
Similarly, Boluogo could also see the sky full of fireworks coming to the world again. More than sixty years ago, King Solomon used the power of light to destroy all enemies who dared to invade the sacred city, and dedicated them and himself to the blazing sun.
, turning this place into a vast scorched earth exuding the smell of sulfur.
Boluogo patted his cheek hard, trying to wake himself up. There was an unknown heat all over his body, which made his heart beat faster and faster.
"why?"
Boluogo murmured to himself, "Why do you want me to see this?"
A new question arises in Boluogo's mind. Judging from his position and authority, he is far from the ability to touch this core knowledge, but now the two Glorious Ones have told all this so openly.
Own.
"The reason, I told you on the way."
Nathaniel showed a meaningful smile to Bologg, which made Bologg feel hairy all over.
He finally understood why Nathaniel was so generous. Knowing all this, he would probably be included in some kind of list. When there were related events in the future, he would definitely choose him first.
Boluogo seems to be born for all of this, the alchemical matrix of Overlord Xilin, the debt of immortality, the chosen one of the astronauts...
Nathaniel said, "You look like you need some rest, Borogo."
"I really need to rest."
Boluogo nodded. Theoretically, he had just escaped from the Happy Garden a few hours ago, crawled out of his warm bed, and reported all this to the Bureau of Order, and one incident after another followed.
"Is there anything else?"
Bologg stood up from the steps. If possible, he just wanted to go home and lie down on his bed for a while.
Nathaniel said, "No more for now."
"Then I'll leave first."
Boluogo simply turned around and left. He had no nostalgia for this place. He seemed calm on the outside, but the storm in his mind was still raging.
Devil, secret source, ether tide...
Suddenly, there was an impulse in Boluogo's heart. If the devil and the secret source came together, then the devil should know the truth of the world. His strong curiosity was like a slender cat's claw, scratching Boluogo's heart. He even
There was an urge to make a deal with the devil in exchange for the truth.
Fortunately, Boluogo calmed down quickly. He left the scholar's hall, strolled inside the sublimation furnace core, found a door at random, inserted the key to the winding path into the lock core, and opened up a darkness.
The air was filled with the smell of alcohol, and the room was extremely quiet. There was not a single familiar figure. The Undead Club had become much deserted since Sere left, and Boluogo was actually a little uncomfortable with it.
After walking to the bar, Boluogo poured himself a rare glass of wine, and then drank by himself.
Boluogo was wondering if Sere was hiding from him. He had just learned about his glorious history in Fengyuan Highlands, and wanted to ask him clearly, but when he came back, he disappeared and did not know who he was.
What are you doing now.
Sere might be in a woman's bed, or he might be fast asleep in a corner, and his body exuded a strong smell of alcohol. As for other possibilities... Based on Boluogo's understanding of Sere, he couldn't even think of it.
There are more possibilities.
"The empire of Evernight, the devil's disputes, Sere's betrayal... you must also know a lot of secrets, Sere."
Boluogo lay down on the bar while thinking, letting his sleepiness capture him, and fell asleep tiredly.
A few minutes later, a glimmer of light appeared on the door of the Undead Club, and then a sneaky guy pushed open the door and looked into the bar with a furtive look.
He looked like he had just come from a vacation on a tropical island. He was wearing a colorful shirt and shorts, sunglasses on his face, and a circle of flowers around his neck.
I don’t know how he did it. His usually pale skin was actually tanned now, and he was carrying a heavy parasol on his shoulders.
As soon as Sere was about to celebrate his return, he noticed Bologg sleeping on the bar. Before waking Bologg, he forced his voice back into his throat.
Sere doesn't want to face Boluogo yet. This guy must be full of questions. It's not that Sere doesn't want to tell him, it's just that recalling his own dark history will inevitably be embarrassing.
Sere carefully walked around Boluogo, like a thief, stepped up the stairs, and quietly returned to his room.
Just when Sere was about to take a long breath and praise his exquisite actions, a pair of cat eyes opened in the darkness, and he looked at Sere.
The black cat walks gracefully out of the darkness.
