The long and simple bell sounded from Tianqi Mountain in the void above. The sound of the bell covered the area around Tianqi Mountain, and even reached the distant Silver Sand Desert and the Forest of Lark.
The fourth throne, Frege and the Cursed Throne, located at the east foot of the mountain, immediately turned to look at the top of Apocalypse Mountain. The ringing of the bell means that the Apocalypse Order has decided. They all want to know whether Nergal, the Tenth Throne, or Kazan, the Thirteenth Throne, won the final victory.
"Frege, open the passage quickly!"
Cursed Throne said quickly. He carefully carried the spare shackles that Kazan gave him. If there was a critical situation where Nergal died and Kazan was barely alive at this moment, he must rush to Kazan's side in the shortest possible time to save Kazan's life.
The anxiety in Frege's cursed Throne voice was quite surprising, thinking that the old senior Throne who had never shown much of his own emotions would actually care about Kazan to that extent.
"Of course he wants to go, but no matter what the truth is, I don't want to cause trouble in front of His Majesty the Emperor."
Frege reminded the Cursed Throne, and immediately raised his hand to open the empty air, opening a door that resembled the dreamy and deep void of the starry universe.
Frege and the Cursed Throne stepped forward and backward into the Void Gate, and in the corner of the plain at the top of Apocalypse Mountain, a Void Gate of the same shape suddenly appeared in the air.
The Void Gate rapidly expanded from a crack into shape, and the Cursed Throne was half a step before Frege stepped on the ground on the top of the mountain.
The two of them immediately bowed to the emperor who was standing on the high throne, and then glanced at the flat and infinite mountain top.
The giant formation on the top of the mountain glowed slightly with sky blue light, and Nergal and Kazan did not come out.
The barrier of Apocalypse was lifted at that moment. The sky showed a towering blue light curtain covering the top of Tianqi Mountain. The light curtains fell to the ground one after another and shrank back to the center of the giant formation's eye. As a burst of aurora passed by, the fallen figures of Kazan and Nergal finally moved to the outside world.
Kazan was lying on the ground motionless, his eyes that were open when he looked sideways were dim. His arms were empty, and the life breath exuding from his entire body was as thin as a gossamer, as if it would die at any moment.
"Your Majesty, please tolerate Dong's offence."
He cursed the throne and moved to the side of Kazan who fell to the ground with a teleportation move. He quickly sensed Kazan's body with Keli, and his heart felt like it was being burned by fire.
That guy Kazan is crazy! Not only did he untie all the shackles and let the plague virus outside his body run rampant, he also held on for several minutes in the extremely dangerous situation of the isovirus running rampant and back-eating his body, until 90% of his body was severely damaged and the genetic chain completely collapsed. The cliff edge teeters on the initial.
If Kazan was later to move out of the Apocalypse Order barrier for 30 seconds, no, 15 seconds, then what he would see would be Kazan's hopeless corpse.
Cursed Throne Ma Zai took out a pair of shackles and armor of the same standard from the black robe, and put it on Kazan's waist with a "click". Then he took out multiple shackles in succession and buckled them on Kazan's knees.
Because Kazan no longer has any legs or arms, Shandong's two pairs of leg and arm shackles have nowhere to fasten. But at that time, a large number of the isoviruses outside Kazan's body died, and a small number of the rampaging isoviruses continued to destroy the project. The Cursed Throne also tied a pair of shackles of a similar size around Kazan's neck, which was just right. Suppressing the initial stage, the rampage of the zombie virus that rushed into Kazan's brain and destroyed the last 10% was unstoppable.
The "reversal" energy outside the shackle armor was set by Kazan to activate the energy particle array and reverse the state of chaos as soon as it was worn. Therefore, even if Kazan's consciousness fell into chaos, the chaotic rampage outside his body could not flow. Whether it is suppressed by the shackles everywhere in the body and returned to a stable state, it is only a matter of time before it is completely stable.
The real problem now is Kazan's injury. It would only be enough if 90% of the body's tissues were severely damaged. Only the damage to the genetic chain would be truly fatal. Even if Kazan's gene chain did not collapse at that moment, with the current degree of damage to his gene chain, Qidong would collapse within a second.
Cursed Throne was very nervous. He slapped Dong Kazan twice in the face. It turned out that Kazan was as unresponsive as a plaster statue. The light in the center of his eyes had faded, and he looked almost dead.
Cursed Throne doesn't dare to delay, so he can do whatever he can.
He then took out a bulging brocade bag from his sleeve robe, untied the rope and swung the brocade bag into the sky. A large amount of crystal green luminous dust was thrown out of the brocade bag. They slowly fell like a green rain, shrouding Kazan's remaining body and melting into it.
Is that "green dust" obtained by refining the "Resurrection Flower", an extremely rare third-level plant in the Apocalypse Abyss? The "Resurrection Flower" itself possesses the third-level special ability "Light of Restoration", so the green dust obtained from it also contains the third-level special ability virus with "Light of Restoration".
The "Light of Restoration" can imprint and reproduce the gene chain template hidden deep in a living body. Its therapeutic effect can be called "overbearing", and it can also play a role in the life of a dead body. Kazan distributed to everyone the green dust that could be used to restore the life of the corpse that had been unable to move again after the great achievements of Lidong, so it was the flower dust that was born in Zhituo.
Because the effect of the reanimated flower dust is too powerful, and due to its special survival characteristics, the success rate of transplantation is extremely low, so the picking rate is not 100%. Even if his status is as high as a throne, the resurrection flower powder stored in his body is extremely rare.
The Cursed Throne spent a lot of money to save Kazan. But he also knew that no matter how strong the "Light of Recovery" was, it could repair the injuries in Kazan's body tissue, and it could not play a role in repairing the broken gene chain. What he does is equivalent to a large investment and low return, otherwise it will give Kazan a few percent more production rate.
After doing all that, Cursed Throne's accelerated heartbeat slowed down slightly. He has done everything he can do, and the rest depends on whether Kazan can rely on his own strength and luck to survive.
"Kazan, he believes in me. My luck has always been very good." Cursed Throne murmured.
"Ahem!"
A clear female voice coughed suddenly from behind the Cursed Throne. Behind him, the fourth throne Frege squatted with his legs pressed against Nergal's chest, sending a soothing and measurable flow to Nergal's body.
Frege's calculus is very special. Its measurable color is a deep blend of black, blue, and purple, and is dotted with a few golden particles of light. Those gold particles are like the light of stars at the end of the universe, making the overall color of the measurable a little different. From the deep and elevated to the dreamy and profound temperament.
And like Frege's dreamy and profound values, he also has strange abilities. Frege has the ability to open up the void and teleport between spaces. The measurable network of blood vessels that he transported outside Nergal's body turned into countless miniature void portals, specifically capturing intruders into Nirvana. The rotten plague and poisonous plague viruses in Gal's blood are transmitted to another place far away from Nergal's body.
Frege spent 10 seconds peeling off the deadly plague virus from Nergal's body and helped Nergal revive with cardiopulmonary resuscitation. Nergal coughed and opened his eyes quietly, with tears welling up in the corners of his eyes.
"Did I have a sad dream?" Frege put his legs back and said softly.
Nergal took a second to realize what Frege meant. Frege was wrong. After she fell into coma, she dreamed of the Forest of Lark and the envoys under her command.
Louisa waved her legs towards her in her dream. The black elf leader stood there and smiled happily at her. The Fire Music Envoy and the Ice Curse Envoy stood side by side, looking at her with respect and gratitude in their eyes, and bowed their heads in salute.
Then all the figures, big or small, disappeared in the red light at the end of the world, leaving no breath at all.
The atmosphere of that dream was really sad, so sad that it made her majestic throne inexplicably sad to the point of tears, and her heart felt empty as if something she wanted the most was taken away.
Nergal's wandering eyes revealed her true inner thoughts. Immediately she wiped away the tears from the corner of her left eye, replied "Nothing" and then walked away consciously.
Nergal forgot that her abdomen was hollow. She couldn't raise her head up at all, so she had to continue lying down after the pain.
Frege didn't say anything. He stood up straight and met the shocked look from the Cursed Throne.
Surprise, shock, confusion, disbelief, these are the emotions revealed in the eyes of the Cursed Throne.
Nergal is alive, which proves a fact.
Apocalypse, Kazan lost.
The emperor, who was sitting in the supreme position, spoke in an indifferent tone. His voice was like thunder, soaring into the sky, and together with the long and simple sound of the bell, it spread to places thousands of kilometers away.
"I declare that the winner of the Apocalypse Order is Nergal of the Tenth Throne! The loser, Kazan, will be deprived of his seat on the Thirteenth Throne starting from this month, deprived of his rights as the Lord of the Silver Sand Desert, and exiled to the outside of the Apocalypse Abyss!"
The majestic voice of the emperor's throne lingered in the east of the sky for a long time. Cursed Throne's expression became stiff after hearing this. He clenched his legs a little bit, and then relaxed his legs as if he had lost the strength to hold anything.
Kazan lost, and lost without any room for comeback. He had been planning for so long, calculated all kinds of situations, and left countless hindrances, but in the end it was impossible to defeat Nergal. Not only did he not get the planned seat on the Tenth Throne and the territory of the Forest of Lark, but he ended up with a crippled Dongchang, with all his status lost, and miserable exile.
After all, if he missed a move, it was his own fault. He couldn't blame them.
After thinking about it, did Cursed Throne feel unwilling to accept Kazan, and did he himself finally meet a junior friend who seemed to have no age gap, and now he asked to see him off with his own eyes, as if there were tens of millions of dollars in his heart. The ants are crawling, and no matter how hard I grab them, I can't get rid of that feeling.
The Emperor looked calmly at the Cursed Throne standing beside Kazan. After a while, the Emperor waved his legs and said: "Frege, send Kazan on his way."
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