It's just a formality..." Kelras waved his hands and sighed, "But I'd better call her out next. After all, I'm not very good at fighting. "
"······Why?"
The meaning of calling her out is——
Cebolos.
As another consciousness in Kellas.
After all, it is said that the gate to hell is guarded by a three-headed dog, so it is normal for there to be more than one consciousness in the body.
Kyle Russ's body shook momentarily, and I subconsciously reached out my hand to take over Kyle Russ, who suddenly fainted.
However, the moment it touched her body, her eyes suddenly opened.
She held my forearm with a "pop" sound, and an incomprehensible smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
A red light flashed in Cebolos's eyes, and then she maintained this position, raising her head and looking at me.
"Yo - we meet again."
"Cebolos."
"I only appeared once. Thank you for remembering my name." She tilted her head and said.
I sighed and said; "I have a very good memory, and - the situation is very critical now, so let's start working quickly."
"--I see."
At the same time as her arm suddenly lightened, Cebolos stretched slightly and said, "I already understand the general situation, but my silly sister still called me over."
"Because there is an important battle coming next."
Cebolos smiled softly, put her index finger to her mouth and said, "Do you... do you think this is really the case?"
"If you have time to chat, why not hurry up and execute the plan." Nolan Lesi's face was a little dark, but she still seemed to be able to resist the attacks of countless magic-condensed flying knives with ease.
Cebolos's face froze slightly, then returned to normal.
"I understand - then, our next plan is a thrilling beheading operation. This feeling of facing the Boss directly is really good. Besides, I also like to exploit loopholes and poke holes..."
Cebolos seemed a little afraid of Nolan Lusi...I don't know if it was an illusion.
All in all, after pointing in a certain direction, Cebolos took me off without saying a word.
This street is very long, but because of the commotion just now, the ground is now full of leftover items and overturned vehicle frames. Occasionally, you can see a few people moaning in pain while holding their broken limbs.
Although Nolan Lesi was very strong, many people were injured at the beginning of the ceremony.
After realizing that Nolan Lusi seemed to be able to provide shelter, most people subconsciously rushed in that direction.
Considering that there might be someone with malicious intentions among these people, I asked Villier to stay where she was to help defend.
It would probably be easy to defend against a sword god with good natural magic.
After passing through complicated alleys, I finally encountered an obstacle when I was about to reach the ceremony center.
Countless soldiers suddenly ran out from all corners, screaming and rushing toward us.
but--
No breath.
An existence that cannot be sensed, traces can only be determined with the naked eye.
With a cry and clang, the sword blade drew a bright silver arc in mid-air, and then landed among the soldiers. Countless people fell down in just an instant.
Then twitching, struggling, stained with dust, advancing towards us with sword in hand - by any means.
"That guy——!" Cebolos gritted his teeth and opened his eyes wide, with a strange red light flashing in his pupils. "Ha! Even punishment seems unnecessary now. This is recorded in It’s a ‘completely legitimate’ reason to take action according to the regulations!”
I realized something was wrong, because now Cebolos was in a completely furious state: "What do you mean, completely legitimate?"
"Ha, these were all souls that were supposed to go underground, but now they are like this because someone forcibly sealed their souls and dispersed them to every part of the body, making them completely immortal. They are puppets that can survive even if they are cut into several pieces, and none of these souls will enter the soul reincarnation of the world."
Cebolos raised her head, looked at the numb undead in front of her and sneered, then said softly: "Hey - do you know how many years it takes for the underground world to produce a blank soul?"
"How could something like that happen if you have never died..."
However, this does not seem to be a question to me, it is just the beginning of a topic.
"Although I want to say that the data is shrinking with some exaggeration, in fact, it can only produce one completely blank new soul every year." Cebolos' tone became slightly calmer, but the edge contained in it in the next moment cannot be ignored.
"And this place... there are at least hundreds of bound souls, hundreds of lingering lives, waiting for the day of complete dissipation in endless eternity." Countless particles on Cebolos' body gathered together , forming a dark red armor, with dark patterns like flames tattooed on it, forming a flamboyant black flame like a blooming chrysanthemum.
"So - let me put an end to your pain."
"The body and soul are burned together."
I sighed and gave in consciously.
"Don't say such silly things... Anyway, I'll just be a bastard."
It's definitely not because I want to hang out.
Simply because my teammates are too strong.
Endless black flames erupted instantly, turning into inverted meteors that swallowed and burned the soldiers in front of them in the daytime. However, it is difficult to know whether these soldiers who have been transformed by the ritual retain their self-awareness, so there is no way to know whether this is still possible. It can be regarded as a human existence.
After the blazing black flames, Cebolos waved his hand slightly, and the last bit of black flame on his hand turned into sparks and disappeared in the air as the magic power was cut off.
In front of him... there was already ashes.
Even the hard walls disintegrated into incomplete black charred blocks under such a violent attack. The iron armor remnants condensed on the ground to form irregular shapes, as if to indicate the brutality of this violent act. .
I walked gently behind Cebolos, and she turned her head and said with a normal expression: "Let's go, there is a final BOSS behind us."
...Although it seems normal, for the Cebolos I know, this kind of normality is probably the biggest abnormality.
Nodding silently, I followed her.
Unfortunately, I am not a master of spiritual magic, so I can't imagine whether Kebolos's heart is as calm as it seems on the surface, or whether it is turbulent, but I can know that... this matter will not end simply.
