Chapter 756 Balrog
The sound of corruption and cracking seemed to be heard in the surrounding air.
Lancelot's corpse was extremely huge, lying quietly in the ruins of the main hall, its vague humanoid outline shrouded in a suffocating and oppressive atmosphere.
This corpse is about 12.8 meters high, like a collapsed mountain, and the surrounding air is distorted and fluctuated slightly by the constant heat emitted by it.
A torso similar to that of a human can be clearly seen on the corpse, but it is connected to six twisted legs, each leg digging into the ground like an expanded tree root.
Lancelot's six arms are even more terrifying. Each arm is severely swollen, with a brittle flesh texture on the surface, and rough metal buckles are connected to the ends of the arms.
The buckles were connected to thick iron chains that extended around the corpse, like some ancient ritual objects used for restraint, but their ends had been broken.
Even after death, this corpse still exudes a highly polluted smell, mixed with a pungent hot and rotten odor.
The triple halo surrounding Xia Xiu's head made a harsh "hissing" overheating sound when he got close to the corpse. The closer he got, the stronger the pollution became.
A dense flow of information data flashed across his retinas, and numbers jumped on the screen at high speed:
[Current Ethernet floating-point computing efficiency: 7.87×10^10 (tens of billions)/second]
He frowned slightly, this number far exceeded the level of conventional computing, and the pollution intensity was enough to make ordinary thaumaturges instantly Losing consciousness or even exploding on the spot.
The [Torino Type I] on Xia Xiu’s full-on mode [Ether Floating Point Operation] efficiency is 1×10^12 (trillion/second), and the Lancelot in front of him is just A corpse, and a corpse that has been dead for who knows how many centuries.
It actually still maintains tens of billions of floating-point calculations per second pollution, which is not far behind the [Volcano King] contained during the Iberian War.
“The closer you get, the pollution efficiency increases significantly, with the highest pollution peak being 70 billion floating point operations.
The pollution threshold has never been able to break through to the 100 billion level, and the radiation range is only within a kilometer in diameter, and every 100 meters, the pollution level drops exponentially.
This is good news, at least it is not as high as the pollution from the stars, and the radiation range is a thousand times, ten thousand times lower than that of the stars..."
Xia Xiu observed Lance Lott quickly completed the preliminary anomaly analysis report in his mind.
"Non-high-level thaumaturges can't observe this kind of thing. Moreover, the entire Sunset Palace is shrouded in this pollution. The original demon... When this thing was alive, its strength was estimated to be infinitely close to the stars.
According to Seth, there are three others of the same class as this thing, and there is a high probability that they are still alive.
What's even more troublesome is the powerful thaumaturgic origin entity that caused the birth of these four original demons. The whereabouts of those unknown entities called 'blasphemy' are also unknown..."
Xia Xiu carefully observed Lancelot's movements. After confirming that the other party was indeed in a state of death and would be in this state for a long time in the future, he moved his eyes away from Lancelot's body.
Xia Xiu did not notice this level of abnormality. How interested , he has too many things to deal with now, and he really doesn’t have much enthusiasm to write a few more thaumaturgy papers around Lancelot.
These troublesome things should be handed over to the [Central Containment] later. People in the room should have a headache.
After briefly observing some details around the Palace of the Sunset, his eyes turned to the east of the Palace of the Sunset, which leads to a small town on the sea. >
The members of the Kelasel family, as well as the two corrupted vassals, were hiding there.
He adjusted the brim of his hat slightly, took steps, and walked towards the east.
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When Xia Xiu approached the small town east of the Palace of the Sunset, as he approached, a burst of hot breath rushed towards him. It felt like standing on the edge of a volcano, the air filled with a burning sensation.
The blond young man frowned slightly, but his steps did not stop at all.
[Vashak——]
A huge figure emerged from behind him. The darkness swallowed up his shadow, extending out an inverted triangle of his skull, and his purple eyes flashed with signs of a slowly rotating clock.
The moment [Vashak] appeared, he raised his hand and pointed his long index finger at a point in the void.
『Buzz——』
The air vibrated, and the space seemed to freeze.
The color of the Palace of the Sunset faded instantly, turning into a gray and white movie quality, and time stood still at this moment.
Xia Xiu stood in this solid space, staring coldly at the source of heat in front of him.
He looked carefully at the attackers who were frozen in time.
1, 2, 3……
In front of him, fifty flaming humanoid creatures about two meters tall were maintaining a charging posture.
Their bodies were made entirely of flames, their outlines burning fiercely and violently, and heat waves twisting the air in the still space.
The faces of each "Burning Man" are blurred. These should be the Balrogs mentioned by Seth.
"The people in the city are really hospitable."
Xia Xiu muttered, and as soon as he finished speaking, a dazzling golden light flashed behind him.
The light quickly condensed into a huge incarnation - [Metatron].
Six pairs of huge light particle wings spread out behind the back, like a golden sun burning brightly in this gray world.
The arrival of [Metatron] is filled with a sense of coercion, his sculpture-like perfect face is indifferent, and he holds a flaming giant sword in each hand.
The six-winged light angel did not hesitate at all, and slowly merged the two flaming giant swords in his hands to form a burning giant sword that was forty meters long.
The entire body of the sword is burning with pure flames, which is a power composed entirely of ether, blazing and sharp.
Xia Xiu turned slightly sideways and took a step back to make room for [Metatron].
[Remnant Fire Great Blade——]
[Metatron]'s wings trembled slightly, he raised the burning giant sword, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the Balrog in front.
The next moment, the flaming giant sword slashed down at an astonishing speed. The sword edge cut through the gray air, creating a golden arc of light.
The entire time-stop world trembled for a moment with this slash.
"Qiang——"
The moment the sword light slashed through, the fifty bodies of the Balrog that were frozen in the charge were cut in half.
『Buzz——』
With a low vibration, time resumed its flow.
The Balrogs that originally rushed towards Xia Xiu at extremely fast speeds broke into two pieces the moment time resumed flowing.
However, such an attack did not cause substantial damage to the Balrog.
The broken "flame bodies" scattered like angry beasts, and the broken upper part seemed to have independent consciousness, struggling to stand again.
The lower part is not completely still, but is squirming in a strange way, as if trying to put itself back together.
Fifty Balrogs turned into a hundred in an instant.
The hot breath spread rapidly, the humidity in the surrounding air seemed to be drained out in an instant, and the temperature rose sharply.
Each new Balrog is slightly smaller in size, but its movements are faster, and the flames make a screaming-like explosion between the jumps.
Then, Xia Xiu heard these Balrogs using high-temperature, high-pressure air and the sound of flames to "talk".
"Desire for fuel! Desire for air!"
"Desire to burn! Desire to burn!"
"Desire to burn!!!"
Xia Xiu watched this scene calmly.
“I knew it wasn’t that simple.”
Whoops——
[Metatron] held two flaming swords shortened to normal size and moved nearby. A fire demon was cut into pieces.
Attention, it is a real corpse in thousands of pieces.
Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!
The Seraph's hands wielding the sword hilt turned into afterimages in the air, and the nearby Balrog was chopped into ten thousand parts. At the same time, [Sisyphus] appeared again behind Xia Xiu. He controlled the surrounding vectors to form a Möbius strip of air wall with the [∞] symbol, blocking the Balrogs' attacks.
In the ring, Xia Xiu observed silently.
He observed that the flames of each Balrog did not weaken due to division, but instead became fuller and fuller in the surrounding flame waves.
Whenever the Balrog is attacked by an external force, especially a fatal blow, it seems to trigger some strange splitting mechanism, individuating it into multiple new entities that are smaller but still have independent consciousness.
This kind of split is not a simple physical phenomenon, but an abnormal reaction that seems to be driven by "thaumaturgy".
Moreover, not only will these Balrogs not be extinguished by division, but even after division, they still try to strengthen themselves by burning everything around them.
Xia Xiu noticed that the nearby stones and dust in the air quickly turned a hot red under the high temperature.
He was keenly aware that these Balrogs did not just rely on instinct - after splitting, they readjusted their formations, showing a certain tendency to encircle them, as if they were gradually understanding his tactics.
"A sentient life composed of flames, with a split nature. The specific composition is still unknown. Its true structure should be invisible, and it is not in the form of flames as it appears on the surface."
Xia Xiu quickly summarized the abnormal characteristics of the Balrogs. His golden eyes narrowed slightly and he began to evaluate the real threat of these Balrogs.
He waved the [Lever of Heaven] in his hand and projected several tentative magic waves.
The fluctuations passed through the Balrogs, but could not weaken their flames, and even inspired some Balrogs to make sharp explosions.
“It is not a simple flame, but a special energy body with a ‘self-sustaining’ mechanism.”
Xia Xiu quickly came to the conclusion that these Balrogs might not rely entirely on external fuel, but instead draw power from some internal abnormal source.
At the same time, he remembered Seth's description of these Balrogs: "They are the products left by the 'spark'."
"You cannot simply kill them, otherwise they will continue to divide. It must be Find their core or use some special means to suppress them."
Xia Xiu's eyes scanned the surrounding area, and his golden pupils narrowed slightly.
His eyes fell on the Balrog fragments cut by [Metatron], and he carefully observed their changes.
The surrounding air was filled with the burning smell, and the strong charring smell was nauseating.
The broken Balrog scattered into countless tiny flames. They jumped and burned wantonly, competing with each other for all the combustibles around them.
"The oxygen content in the surroundings is rapidly decreasing."
Xia Xiu's eyes were cold, he lightly tapped the [Lever of Heaven] in his hand, and then continued to observe.
While consuming the surrounding oxygen, those flames are also frantically competing for flammable resources.
Some larger flames quickly devour smaller flames, while those weaker flames gradually dim and extinguish due to lack of fuel, and eventually only a weak spark remains.
"Sure enough."
Xia Xiu murmured in a low voice, and came to a conjecture in his mind:
"The demand for fuel is extremely high, and intelligence follows The amount of fuel decreases; when there is enough fuel, complex forms can be formed
When the volume and fuel amount reach a certain threshold, it will split into multiple individuals
If these individuals are short of fuel, they will become hostile to each other for fighting fuel - that is to say, the divided individuals can eventually be eliminated until only a single individual remains, and that single individual is the source of the anomaly. "
The blond young man raised his head and stared at the shrinking Balrog individuals.
The glimmer of light reflected in his golden pupils, like some kind of all-devouring abyss.
< br>He thought for a moment, but a brilliant smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"In this case, we might as well speed up the process. "His voice was soft and gentle, even a bit warm, as if the upcoming trial was just a sunny conversation.
He slowly raised his right hand, the [Lever of Heaven] in his hand shook slightly, and a faint buzzing sound came from the air.
At the top of the wand, the familiar [∞] symbol gradually appeared, shining brightly with an irresistible power.
[Out-of-control world·Mark of out-of-control factors——]
[Lever of the sky·Prying factors——]
In an instant, the entire space was compressed into one piece Silent silence.
The air seemed to have lost all fluidity, and a powerful attraction surged out of the wand, almost making everything around it tremble.
The remaining oxygen and combustible substances began to surge violently, being swallowed by invisible vortices and peeled off from the surrounding space.
Those tiny flames swayed and struggled, but could not prevent themselves from extinguishing.
The hot breath dissipated instantly, leaving only dry scorched earth around.
The Balrogs revealed some kind of self-awareness in their final burning. They roared with a sharp and weird sound, which tore the eardrums like airflow under high pressure:
"Can't burn. No fuel."
"Grow. Need. Must grow."
"Dislike. No fuel."
"No air. Hungry!! ! ”
With these distorted shouts, all the flame demons in the field were quickly extinguished, leaving only a few remaining sparks, which turned into nothingness in the cold air.
Xia Xiu stood among the silent ruins, holding up his wand and calmly staring at the faint fire in the center of the field.
There was only a tiny flame, which seemed to be some kind of source-like existence. It was not completely extinguished, but was twisting violently, as if it was desperately trying to break free from some kind of restraint.
The flames exuded a sense of uneasiness that could not be ignored, as if they felt an unprecedented threat to their own existence.
Xia Xiu walked toward the flames step by step. His steps were steady, but with an irresistible pressure.
He stood in front of it, lowered his head slightly, and stared coldly at the small flame with his golden pupils.
"This is the source." Xia Xiu's voice was low and calm. "Sure enough, it has special abnormal properties and cannot be completely eliminated."
He raised his right hand lightly, and the light on the top of the wand flickered slightly.
The small flame seemed to be held by some invisible force and slowly floated up from the ground.
The flames twisted violently, as if protesting their fate, but could not break free from the invisible shackles.
Xia Xiu looked at it, with a faint smile on his lips, and guided it to his shoulder.
The small flame finally fell reluctantly on his shoulder, like a creature forced to surrender.
Xia Xiu patted the top of the small flame on his shoulder with the [Heaven's Lever] in his hand, like patting a dog's head.
"Little thing, I would like to inform you that you are now officially accepted by the Kingdom of Heaven."
The place where the flame was hit by the [Heaven's Lever] dented several times, and the flame was uneasy. It was twisting on the Dark Lord's shoulder, and all the combustible conditions near it had been pried away by the lever in the Dark Lord's hand. The lack of fuel caused its current IQ to be in arrears.
Fortunately, it is now in arrears, otherwise it would probably explode immediately after hearing the next sentence.
"Well, very good."
The blond young man said with a serious expression to the Enma who was in a state of low IQ:
"Remember, you will be famous in a planned way in the future. Be happy.
How about I give you a new name?
What do you think?”
The little flame seemed to be mentally retarded, burning dully and crackling.
Now, because it is hungry, it cannot understand the full of evil meaning in the Dark Lord's words.