Type-Moon, I'm a magician, is that true?

Chapter 98: Afterwards, Gray Magic

That is a weirdness that does not exist at all in the current biological system tree. Even if you look through the history of the planet from its birth to the present, you cannot find the possibility of their existence.

The fantasy species seem so normal in front of the black beasts.

Because they were only named "fantasy", but the black beast that appeared in Nero Chaos' body could definitely be called a "nightmare".

There are crabs with the appearance of spiders, falcons with the lower body of octopuses, and flying dragons with more than a dozen mouths and hundreds of eyes...all kinds of chaotic existences that violate the planet's ecosystem are included.

They squirmed, surged, and leaped, like a rushing flood or a gurgling swamp, rushing over like an overwhelming force.

—and then easily erased by Elquet.

Yes, sometimes there are always subtle differences between emotions and reality, and there is more than one reaction to discomfort and fear.

It seems that fear has triggered rage, and many people have resorted to violence.

But judging by the bored look on Elquet's face, she was probably just going through the motions, she was tired of this scene, Nero Chaos was just such a boring opponent to her.

In a head-on combat, she has hundreds and thousands of ways to beat the enemy to a pulp, but the only thing she lacks is the decisive killing power that can kill the enemy with one blow.

The "Sea of Chaos" that Nero achieved was by no means an inferior product. He truly replicated some of the power possessed by the Mother Goddess of Creation.

If there were no external intervention, the two would end up in a draw. Elquet would leave after getting tired of it, and Nero Chaos could only rely on his own characteristics to survive and was unable to fight back.

——The premise is that no one interferes.

And now, the person with this ability has arrived at this ancient battlefield. He is a magician who holds one of the few ultimate mysteries on the planet.

His arrival will add the final piece to Nero Chaos's endgame.

"Aiwen, you're here!"

The moment he saw the falling figure, Elquet's bored face immediately brightened up, and the majesty of the True Ancestor was completely thrown behind his mind.

"Look, I've really suppressed the opponent. Pretty impressive, right? Come on, praise me."

Aiwen jumped impatiently, and just as his feet touched the ground, a lively figure like a big cat came over.

That look makes people involuntarily imagine a big cat acting coquettishly.

So Aiwen was not stingy. He gently touched Elquet's long hair that was as bright as gold and praised her directly.

"Of course I must thank you, Elquet. Your active contributions should be remembered by all who survived. You truly are the invincible True Ancestor. The Twenty-Seventh Ancestor of the Dead Apostles is no match for you."

"Hey hey, Aiwen, you suddenly become so talkative. I'm not that strong."

It was probably the first time that Elquet heard such praise from Aiwen. She felt dizzy and her pretty face turned red.

"Let's not talk about the others for now. There are a few guys in Group 27 that I can't handle. Unless I defeat Altluchi, there's no chance of us becoming enemies."

"Yes, I know, but even so, in my heart, Elquite, who is protecting the town right now, is the strongest."

"Guh, really? So Aiwen would praise me for this."

Elquet nodded thoughtfully, took this statement to heart, and then put his hands behind his back proudly.

"I understand. I will protect the town in battle from now on. After all, Aiwen is a guy who likes humans."

"That's not what I meant. Protect her when you have the energy to do so. Normally, you should put yourself first. You are more important than strangers."

Aiwen's original action of stroking the hair turned into beating, which made Elquet, who was originally enjoying it, push him away in dissatisfaction and mutter under his breath.

"While it's great that Aiwen has suddenly become more direct, it feels like she has even less boundaries than before."

Faced with this little awkwardness, Aiwen just laughed it off.

"One plus one minus, then let's call it even. We can still get along like before."

"Yeah, that's right. I really like those days too. It would be great if they could continue."

Elquet nodded without any objection, then waved his hand casually to disperse the condensed black mud again.

"But I still need you, Aiwen, to come here. Although I'm reluctant, I really can't completely eliminate him with the specifications I have now."

"Leave it to me. The reason why Nero Chaos suddenly appeared tonight is because of me. This is an unavoidable responsibility, so I will personally bring this night to an end."

The smile on his face disappeared, Aiwen's attitude returned to solemnity, and his words carried a heavy feeling similar to confession.

Elquet took the initiative to withdraw the fantasy materialization, the harsh environment at the bottom of the pit dissipated, and the world returned to its original state in the blink of an eye. The atmosphere was no longer turbulent, and the fabric of human nature was covered again.

The moonlight directly falls into the dark bottom of the pit, becoming the only light source illuminating the place. In this sixty-meter-deep cave, silence is the eternal theme at this moment.

Far away from the city, far away from nature, far away from life, this is the silent cauldron where three aliens are determined to die.

After Elquet's suppression ended, the black mud squirmed and turned back into the original appearance of the magician. He gasped for breath and it took a long time for him to regain consciousness.

"As expected of an executioner, I am no match for a direct enemy. Although Chaos never dissipates, my spirit still tires."

"If this cycle of death continues, I might even close off my human intellect and become a true beast with only instinct left."

After taking a few deep breaths, Nero straightened up and looked at Aiwen, who was extremely attractive in front of him.

"But now the princess has given up on the attack. It seems she thinks you can handle me."

"I have nothing more to say to you, vampire."

Aiwen slowly approached him as if he was taking a walk in the wild.

"Death always comes suddenly. You just happened to be on the fast track. However, to have survived until now, you must have devoured countless lives. You should have expected this day."

"Boom!"

It was as if the pulse of the planet was echoing in his ears, and the world began to mourn with Aiwen's movements. On his chest, where the magic mark was originally located, there was now only a gray nebula.

Was it the soul core obtained after proving the Fourth Law? Or was it the crystallization of existence? In short, it was a unique center of gravity that others could not understand. Its existence was like a cosmic phenomenon that absorbed and disturbed everything around it, a conceptual black hole.

But this is just an appearance. In reality, it is very different from the principle of black holes.

Space and time are distorted around Aiwen. Although it is an invisible existence, it is as clear as a line.

The light was fleeing, the land beneath Aiwen's feet gradually lost its shape, and the magic power filled with the Great Source was avoiding the source of this change.

A feeling of oppression, an extremely heavy feeling of oppression descended on the bottom of the pit. The planet itself rejected this extraterrestrial law, and even Elquet felt the same and felt disgusted.

But her inner feelings still overwhelmed her instincts. She shook her head violently and returned to her normal state of mind.

Aiwen felt his flesh burning, magic running rampant inside him, wanting to get away, the pain repeating itself like a normal pilgrimage.

The red shadow really came this time. She stared at the object in front of her with hatred, but did not dare to move forward for a moment.

She was afraid, afraid of the power flowing out of the source, and even more afraid of the unknowable things sleeping under the cover of magic.

So she could only watch, watching Aiwen use this sin.

The beautiful voice narrates in a plain manner, revealing the framework of magic.

"Remember, at the end of oblivion, the fountain of all things, the initial impulse."

"The place of first dust, the place of last ash."

"Tracing the boundaries of existence, stars flow here."

“Everything stretches out.”

“Therefore, the origin (Four) is silent.”

It sounded like a spell being chanted, but it could also be a simple declaration, because there was no magical power responding to it, and only a gray shadow stood there.

The world's wailing seemed to have never existed, and even the fluctuations had stopped. In this moment of pause, Nero Chaos saw himself.

Black, grey, no other colour, like peeling off an onion layer by layer endlessly, leaving only nothingness in your hands.

Before anything happened, the symbol of the end had arrived.

"Ughhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

The horrified wail of the Chaos caused him to tear open his own chest, and from it leaped the undead beast in a last, hopeless struggle.

Chapter 99: The Death of Zu, the End of Night

Like a flower of flesh and blood blooming, or like a mass of distorted flesh gathered after being irradiated, black and bright red liquids spurted out.

They gathered in the air, transformed in the air, and combined into unprecedented vicious beasts that transcended the laws of life.

That was Nero Chaos's last attempt. He compressed all the less than 600 beast factors remaining in his body into one, and thus this demon was born.

"Hahahahaha! This is my full strength, the ultimate undead monster! A transcendent species that encompasses the basic factors of most living things, equivalent to the power of the Mother Goddess Tiamat, who created life, the [Soil of Creation]!"

"I have reached the realm of God. I will be the new God. I am creating life that can live in the new world!"

A pool of mud that was no longer recognizable as a human being was laughing wildly, and the crooked mouth that was gradually melting revealed the desires deep in the heart.

Aiwen would never sympathize with him, but he would have a little respect for the spirit of research. Research itself has nothing to do with good or evil, but the scholars who conduct this research do.

This former Wandering Sea magician is guilty of many evil deeds, but there is also a unique shining point among his evil deeds.

Therefore, Aiwen gave Nero Chaos the final response.

"...No, you can't do anything, Dead Apostle. You can't get anything except eternal sleep."

The mystery that is not accepted by the planet is held in the palm of Aiwen's hand. Its shape cannot be seen and its meaning is unknown. The only feeling that the onlookers can get is that they have no impression.

It was as if he was just clinging to a ball of gray air.

By the way, was it really gray? If someone were to watch it now, they wouldn't be able to remember it clearly.

Elquet beside him couldn't help but shrink back.

She was quite impressed by this scene, after all, it was followed by the first time she was beaten in her life.

She had no power to fight back. Even if she tried her best and got the greatest support from the planet, she was still completely defeated by the unmatched violence.

"Wow, I didn't feel anything at the time, but now it's really scary. Could it be that Aiwen is unexpectedly a violent person? Um... violence is prohibited!"

Just like a cat seeing a puppy, two furry ears are faintly visible on the top of Elquet's head, and his alert look is very much like a panting cat.

But this look is proof of peace of mind.

Cats will only hiss when they feel they still have room to resist. If they are extremely frightened, they will definitely turn around and run away.

Just like Nero Chaos who faced Iwin.

"Ah, ah."

With only instinctive consciousness left, it was unable to think clearly and let out a few cries of grief from its chest. Precisely because it was now a wild beast, instinct prevailed.

"I can't win. That thing isn't the way of the planet. Even if I become the Sea of Chaos, there's no hope. Native life has no resistance to foreign beings."

"No, no, will I... die?"

He had never thought about death. Ever since he successfully integrated 666 beast factors into his body, Nero Chaos had never felt the breath of death again.

He knew that one day he would lose consciousness and only have instincts left, and he once thought that this was death.

Nothing to be afraid of, he thought. It's just that my self is gone.

But the difference is that the confusion of the self and real death are completely incomparable. He just thinks he understands it.

That dark, empty abyss where nothing exists is more terrifying than anything else and an unknown place farther away than anything else.

"Goodbye, Nero Chaos, lost intruder. This space and time is not the place for you to exist. At least let me send you away."

There is no need to weave rituals, magic is the button of authority, there are no prerequisites to activate it, all that is needed is a will far beyond that of humans.

The waves spread like a breeze blowing across the surface of a lake, and the planets in front of them were just the wrinkled surface of the lake.

The path passed by was gray and unclear, which was the result of the boundaries of all the extended elements that constitute celestial bodies, such as space, time, and matter, being eliminated.

Mixed, compressed, transformed, what remains are the original components that no longer exist on the planet today.

The root cause and original basis for the birth of all things.

The dead apostle sighed silently when he saw this scene. The magician's instinct made him fascinated. He seemed to have given up all struggles and just waved his claws according to inertia.

"Is that so... my death, the end of my road, is this where it will end?"

Half a second later, the beast's outstretched hand was covered by the wave.

The forward movement stopped, and the moment the magic touched it, all movement was instantly frozen.

First, the flesh and blood that made up the body, then the spirit particles that carried the spirit and formed the blueprint of the soul, and then the weight of 666 beasts, the past and future of Nero Chaos...

They are all lost, without fixed descriptions and characteristics, and just dissipate between heaven and earth and merge into nature.