The question came so suddenly that Mathers was stunned for a moment.
Unbelievable.
"… Orton?"
Realization dawned on him. "No, it's Lord of the Flies? Looks like you've achieved something, and it seems like you've found a new contractor? I'm so happy for you. "
"Shut up!"
Beelzebub interrupted him angrily, as if he was hurt by the reality in front of him. "You … have you really fallen into the abyss?"
"Isn't it just like what you see?"
Mathers spread his arms and asked curiously, "Is there anything unbelievable about this? Or did I accidentally leave a wrong impression of you? "
"…"
Silence. In the long silence, Huai Shi felt the Steel Book in his hand trembling slightly.
"That bastard Orton, that idiot … he didn't want to believe everything he saw until the end," Beelzebub whispered.
Beelzebub murmured softly. "Only before he died, he cried like a dead child … Until the end, he believed that you wouldn't betray him. He believed that you, whom he saw as his elder brothers, wouldn't leave him."
"Mathers, how dare you!"
The Book of Steel trembled violently, as though something was struggling to fly out from the pages. It questioned in grief and indignation without regard for anything else.
"How dare you!"
Mathers didn't answer.
He just remained silent.
After a long, long time, he looked down helplessly and sighed softly.
"Orton was still too weak."
He sighed with pity. "He's always been like this. He always makes people sad, just like a child … He'd rather wait for death with his sweet dreams than face the truth."
"Face your mother's leg!"
Beelzebub scolded. "You idiots still have the face to claim that you're righteous!"
"Ah, of course we'll claim it. Or rather, we think that we're the righteous ones."
Without any shame, Mathers nodded calmly, ignoring Beelzebub's insults.
He waited quietly for Beelzebub to finish scolding him before slowly saying, "It's rare for old friends to meet again. Lord of the Flies, whether you believe it or not, I'm happy right now. No, I should be excited.
Therefore, even if you're already on my opposite side, I still have to ask — "
He reached out to the Book of Steel and asked sincerely, "Do you want to come to our side? You can witness all of this on behalf of Orton. "
"Mathers, let me tell you, you old bastard. I will only witness one thing in my life."
Beelzebub said coldly, "That's how you idiots drown in a cesspool and your whole family explodes! Otherwise, don't even think about it! "
"Do as you wish."
Mathers calmly looked at Huai Shi, who had completely turned into the background. "What about you, Mr. Huai Shi? Even in the Abyss, I've heard a lot about you. I have to say that your performance was extremely dazzling and even admirable.
A person like you shouldn't be reduced to a tool for the Astronomy Society. Do you want to come? “
He said, "Golden Dawn needs new blood like you."
In silence, Huai Shi tilted his neck and raised his right hand that had just healed slightly. With trembling claws, he lit a cigarette for himself.
After taking two deep puffs and showing off in front of this old bastard, he slowly exhaled a puff of smoke. "What? Golden Dawn is also recruiting male prostitutes? "
"A very creative rejection. Unfortunately, nothing can change."
Mathers shrugged slightly. He didn't care about this rejection.
He didn't even kill them.
He just looked down at them with pity.
Even Huai Shi, who was prepared to sacrifice himself, was stunned.
"Looking at the time, it's about time."
The elegant middle-aged gentleman lowered his head and glanced at the time on his watch. "No matter how useless those tools of the Iron Legion are, they should've made the Queen of Rotten Dreams realize the existence of the enemy, right?"
They were inside the double helix, isolated from the outside world.
Using the Abyss bloodline as the foundation, the Creator Mathers had created a new framework of Hell that completely enveloped the Stellaris.
Just like the Abyss Vesicle.
In essence, this place could already be called a sealed Hell.
Here, without the support of the Rainbow Bridge's Origin Substances or the support of those miraculous engravings, the Iron Legion was nothing more than an undead army.
Even if they couldn't be killed, what was the point?
Even if they used all their strength, they wouldn't be able to cause any harm to the dying ruler. Instead, they would only make her flustered and exasperated.
She would be completely infuriated by the flies in front of her.
And then, her appetite would increase …
As he spoke, a shrill cry suddenly sounded off in the distance.
The shrill cry seemed to be tangible, scratching at the deck and the ground. It ravaged everyone's eardrums, tugging at their consciousness and souls.
It wanted to drag everyone into the abyss with it.
Amidst the Iron Legion's attacks, the Queen of Rotten Dreams' silhouette suddenly trembled. Immediately afterwards, she began to rapidly expand.
It was as if a balloon was being blown up.
Within her formless body, endless darkness began to rapidly multiply and expand until finally, the last shackles on her body were completely torn apart. Rotten Dreams surged out like a flood.
It rose into the sky, then fell from the sky, spreading in all directions. However, it also seemed as if everything was rapidly falling into that pitch-black abyss.
It was being pulled into an eternal rotten nightmare.
The nightmare had descended!
Just like a greedy monster, it swallowed the entire Stellaris into its stomach inch by inch.
Amidst the violent tremors, the tottering lights were quickly extinguished.
Darkness had arrived.
"That ruler really doesn't have any patience."
Mathers sneered softly. "Didn't she start to fly into a rage after just a little fiddling? That saved me the trouble of going over … … "
The nightmare was like a black tide, howling from the top floor.
Countless pitch-black liquids spewed out from the cracks in the ceiling, gradually drowning out the entire corridor.
Everything was falling into an eternal rotten dream.
In Mathers' hand, the staff turned into a black umbrella. It opened up, blocking out the obstructions.
At the last moment, he turned around and glanced behind him.
He didn't look at Huai Shi.
Instead, he looked at Beelzebub's cover.
"There's one last thing I want to tell you, Lord of the Flies," he said calmly. "We tried to save him. We tried more than once —"
"But he refused," Mathers told him.
Mathers told him, "It wasn't us who abandoned Orton. It was Orton who abandoned us."
The black umbrella turned slightly and disappeared into the darkness with him.
It cruelly left them behind, allowing them to be swallowed by the abyss' nightmare.
There was nowhere to run.
.
After a long silence, Beelzebub sighed softly in Huai Shi's consciousness. [I'm sorry, big brother. I seem to have ruined your great opportunity to jump ship.]
"Huh? Wasn't it to cover for me? " Huai Shi shook his head. "Jumping ship is the funny part. Would anyone give up their job as an inspector to become a fugitive?"
Moreover, if he brought the Book of Destiny to the enemy, wouldn't he be a traitor among traitors?
That wasn't how Russian dolls were played.
He leaned against the deck tiredly and found a more comfortable position for himself.
He was waiting for death.
[I thought you'd be curious about other things.]
"I'm curious about too many things, Beelzebub." Huai Shi shook his head nonchalantly. "Your little secret has to wait a bit."
[Ha, you really don't have any experience in using tools.]
"Have you really treated yourself as a tool before?"
[Haven't I always existed as a tool?] Beelzebub answered coldly. [It would be great if I could always be a tool, Huai Shi. I've wanted to return to my original self countless times.
I carried out missions without knowing anything, consumed myself peacefully, and welcomed destruction.
That way, there wouldn't be too many unrealistic expectations placed on me, and no one would sacrifice themselves for me … I wouldn't feel sad either.]
"Sounds good."
Huai Shi thought for a while. Ignoring the dark mud that reached his chest, he asked seriously, "But have you really never felt a trace of happiness, Beelzebub? After being given a will, did it only bring you pain? "
[…]
The Book of Steel was silent for a while and then laughed hoarsely. It didn't answer his question. Instead, it sighed from the bottom of its heart. [Although the time was short, it was really nice to work with you.]
Huai Shi shrugged. "I want to say the same to you, but I'm really pissed off by you."
[Then there's nothing I can do. My programs were all set by Orton. That guy's already dead. You can't beat him up.]
Amidst the countless threads of black nightmares, Beelzebub laughed in the end. [Goodnight, Huai Shi. I'll leave first.]
"Okay, goodnight."
Huai Shi nodded. The black mud quickly rose and covered his neck.
He couldn't feel Beelzebub's voice.
He tried hard to raise his head, trying to float his face above the rising black mud. However, the solidified nightmares kept pouring into his mouth and nose, tugging at his soul.
In the end, he took a deep breath.
Then, the light from the cigarette at the corner of his mouth went out in the darkness.
The nightmare came again.
At the last moment, he seemed to have hallucinated.
It was as though there was something on his saddle bag … that was glowing?
He closed his eyes.
The abyss rushed toward him.
The endless fall began.
.
.
There was no need to struggle at all. There was also no possibility of escaping.
The moment he was entangled by the mud-like nightmares, it was like being swallowed into the stomach of the Queen of Rotten Dreams. There was no chance of survival.
Endless darkness and pain poured into Huai Shi's soul.
The fear of death, the pain of growth, the hesitation of aging, and the numbness of illness.
It was like a black torrent was swallowing him.
However, there was no torture or uneasiness as he expected. Instead, it seemed … quite good?
He had fallen into a cesspool, but he didn't feel suffocated. Instead, he found himself a cesspool overlord. This strange experience made Huai Shi feel that something was wrong.
However, not long after, he was completely pulled into the deepest level of the Rotten Dream.
He fell into the hell dream of the Stellaris.
He fell to the ground.
The barren land, the gray sky, and no pleasant colors could be seen. There was only the wind of withering and the flesh tentacles on the dry ground that were constantly expanding and extending like veins.
The endless torture had only just begun.
But before that …
Around him, countless walking corpses who had been lost in the Rotten Dream turned their heads and looked at Huai Shi ferociously.
In the darkness, Morando's ferocious face slowly emerged.
He grinned at Huai Shi.
"What a coincidence."
He stared at Huai Shi's face with resentment. "We meet again …"
Huai Shi subconsciously took a step back and wanted to pull out his weapon, but he found that he couldn't find his equipment here. He could only hope. He raised his hand and said seriously, "Sorry, I'm sorry.
You might have mistaken me for someone else. I actually have a twin brother who looks similar to me, but he's despicable and morally corrupt. He must have offended you! "
As he spoke, he looked left and right, trying to find a way to escape.
But he found that the surroundings had long been sealed off by the walking corpses.
There was no way to escape.
"Haha, are you afraid? Hahahaha … "
Morando laughed mockingly, stirring up the darkness and pressing forward step by step. "Don't worry, I said I would tear you into pieces, but I've changed my mind now. After all, here … it's hard for you to die even if you want to!"
In an instant, dozens of hands of darkness whizzed over, penetrating Huai Shi, tearing him apart and lifting him into the air.
Blood splashed on the ground, and countless flowers of flesh and blood quickly grew.
"How do you feel, little brat?"
Morando grinned and suddenly tore off his arms. "Don't be so scared that you'll pee. We haven't started yet!"
In the dizziness of the severe pain, Huai Shi once again saw … on his pants, the key ring that Ai Qing gave him seemed to be glowing.
Under the illumination of the light, he quickly fell into a trance.
For a moment, he lost the perception of his limbs. But soon, he discovered that his limbs were gradually mutating and expanding. Countless sharp bones rapidly pierced out of the broken shell of his body.
The severe pain of the growth of his skull made him unable to help but growl in a low voice.
In the darkness, a huge figure was rapidly expanding, enlarging, and enlarging again. It spread out a pair of wings that covered the sky and the sun, shattering the dark clouds that filled the sky.
Then, with a deep breath, an iron-green tyrannical fire spurted out from its mouth and nose.
A halo that looked like a sun slowly rose behind him.
The solemn hymn was played again.
Holy! Holy! Holy!
Tens of millions of people roared in unison. Countless souls were pulled by the halo from afar, merging into the solemn back of light with ferocious edges and corners.
And under the illumination of the solemn holy light, the Dragon of the End of the World, Bahamut, slowly lowered his huge head that was like a mountain, and his eyes that were comparable to the sun and the moon drooped.
Looking at Morando's dull face, he smiled happily.
"Little brother, you remember you just said … it's hard to die even if you want to, right?"
He did not wait for Morando's answer.
Huai Shi skillfully raised one of his front claws, spat out a mouthful of iron spit, and rubbed it. Amidst the resounding roar of the friction between steel and iron, he brazenly smashed it toward the ground in front of him!
And so, a level-10 hurricane that was enough to destroy a city spread out in all directions.
The earth shook with a loud bang.
Countless lava spewed out from the earth's crust.
As Bahamut spread out his wings, he announced the arrival of destruction to the dream of the abyss!
In reality, I suffered humiliation.
In the dream, I punched out heavily!
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