Chapter 1211 The Redeemer

Angel looked at the body of Orusia. The porcelain-white body was covered with scars, and the armor that was originally engraved with the Abyss inscription was completely scrapped. The most seriously injured part was Orusia's head, which was burned beyond recognition by the flames of the Lord of No Flame, and the brain inside was emitting a burnt smell.

In the heavy rain, Orusia's whole body was emitting pungent white smoke.

Angel squatted down, stretched out his hand and was about to touch the body, but a low and hoarse pleading sound came from his ear.

"Don't... Shopkeeper..."

Angel's outstretched hand paused in the air, and finally slowly put it down.

He looked with his peripheral vision, and Greywood, who was not far away, was looking at him with a pleading face.

"Its body is dead." Angel sighed softly.

When Angel said this, Greywood was stunned for a moment. This tone of speaking, could it be...

Greywood immediately reacted that the shopkeeper was still the shopkeeper, and he was not possessed!

Thinking of this, the haze in Greywood's heart was slightly relieved.

If the shop owner's core was really replaced, it didn't know what to do.

Although Greywood was still a little confused, since the shop owner didn't change his core, were the shadows and eyes just illusions? Greywood just had this thought in his mind, but didn't think about it any more: "But, Lord Orusia needs a host."

Even if this body died, as long as Orusia's soul could return, there would always be a way to solve it. This is what Greywood thought in his heart.

But Angel shook his head: "No."

The light in Greywood's eyes suddenly dimmed, and it opened its mouth, but didn't know what to say. Now it can't move, and all its hopes can only be placed on the shop owner, but the shop owner refused...

Greywood's eyes began to accumulate water, and his chubby face shrank.

Seeing this, Angel frowned and whispered to himself: Sure enough, I still hate naughty children the most.

Greywood sobbed, muttering some short sentences, such as "Master Orusia is so good to it", "I don't want the master to die", "The master obviously didn't have a grudge with the store owner"...

Angel ignored Greywood's crying, but squatted down silently. Just like when he faced the demon god's clone before, he roughly checked Orusia's body to make sure there was no residual consciousness, so he built a second ice coffin and put Orusia in it.

After doing all this, Angel turned his head and walked towards Greywood.

Greywood was still immersed in his own emotions, and suddenly, a ray of light fell in front of it.

Greywood paused for a moment, and then he realized that what was suspended in front of it was the "Eye of Light" sealed by the purple-white source fire.

It raised its head and saw Angel looking down at it.

The golden hair covered Angel's right eye, but Greywood still felt a palpitation, which made it lower its head unconsciously.

"You are right. Orusia and I do not have any grudges. To you, Orusia is a friendly and intimate person, so you will advocate saving it. But to me, although it has no grudges against me, it is too strong and can crush me with just one finger, so I can't risk releasing it, let alone handing its body back to it."

Angel paused, making sure that Greywood's mind was following his words, and then continued.

"Orusia's soul is in front of you. I can hand it over to you, but before we part completely, I don't want you to unlock the source fire seal on it, which will cause me trouble."

Giving Orusia's soul to Greywood was a well-thought-out decision by Angel. There are many considerations in this, such as he himself has not studied souls, and it is useless to get it; and Orusia's soul is also a bomb full of variables.

However, all his considerations can actually be solved, but in the end, what really made him decide to hand over his soul to Greywood was because it had saved Toby in the void.

In fact, Greywood had no deep relationship with himself and Toby. In the beginning, Angel even drove Greywood out of the store because Greywood was too bad. But Greywood was willing to reach out and grab Toby without any worries at that time.

That was enough.

Angel couldn't imagine what would happen to Toby if Greywood hadn't reached out to catch Toby at that time? Therefore, this one reason was the basis for all other considerations.

As for not letting Greywood unlock the source fire seal outside the "Eye of Light", it was also to be on the safe side.

Although he had means to deal with souls such as "Prelude to the Dead", Angel didn't dare to guarantee that he could really destroy the soul of Orusia.

So when returning it to Greywood, he also imposed a restriction.

After listening to the shopkeeper's words, Greywood also understood the shopkeeper's concerns. Thinking from the shopkeeper's perspective, what he said was not wrong, but...

Greywood and Orusia were very familiar with each other, so he naturally preferred Orusia.

"Lord Aulusia will not harm the owner." Graywood said firmly, "Besides, the owner helped Lord Aulusia kill the true spirit of the Lord of Flameless, so the Lord will not deal with the owner."

Angel was silent for a long time, and said softly: "You are not it."

You are not Aulusia, so you can't guess what others do.

Graywood was stunned for a moment, and seemed to want to say something, but at this time, a voice suddenly sounded.

"Graywood, agree to him." The voice was unusually weak, but the tone was very calm and gentle.

Angel raised his eyebrows and slowly shifted his gaze to the Eye of Light, which was emitting a faint glow. This voice was not unfamiliar to Angel, as it was the tone of Orusia.

"Lord Orusia, is that you?!" Greywood's eyes lit up, and he looked at the Eye of Light with burning eyes: "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Orusia replied.

Although he said he was fine, Orusia's voice was extremely weak, which made Greywood's eyes red again. He sniffed several times before he said in a hurried tone: "Lord, the Lord of No Flame has been killed, and He will not come to trouble you again..."

"I know, I..." Orusia paused, "I saw everything."

Although its tone was calm, it could be felt that its voice was much smaller than before, and even trembled in some syllables.

Although Orusia was trapped in the seal of the purple-white source fire, its consciousness did not dissipate, and it could still see everything happening outside.

It not only witnessed the death of the Lord of No Flame, but also saw when the Lord of No Flame fell into chaos and darkness and was watched by eyes from a distant time and space.

Because of this, it knew that the existence from time and space at that time was actually just a projection. And a projection killed the Lord of No Flame in seconds.

Under such circumstances, Orusia was also very afraid of Angel, because it was Angel who summoned the projection.

"My Lord..."

"If I agree to the conditions of the shopkeeper, my body will have died before my soul was extracted. So, it doesn't matter whether I want it or not." Orusia was silent for a long time: "Moreover, that body is actually a bondage to me. Using that body, no matter how I go, I can't get around His... shadow. I don't want to repeat the same mistake, so it's better to break it off like this."

Hearing Orusia say this, Graywood finally nodded.

Angel didn't know whether Orusia's words were deliberately acted or sincere, but it didn't matter, as long as the matter was resolved.

Graywood took back the "Eye of Light", looked at Angel, and said: Thank you.

Angel nodded indifferently, looking at Bobota, now the only thing left is to deal with him.

Angel was about to walk towards Bobota, suddenly, the voice of Orusia came again in the Eye of Light.

"When I saw the shopkeeper in Rasuderlan, I felt something in my heart. I never believe in coincidences. I think you will definitely play a role in the drama in Rasuderlan. I even guessed that your role is indispensable, and Fafnir is by your side, maybe your role will lead to my failure."

"However, I didn't expect that your stage was not in the dissipated End City."

"I don't know the final ending of this stage, but I know that at least in my life, you played my redeemer."

"Anyway, thank you."

Angel paused for a moment, and Orusia's words made him recall his experiences during this period of time. Finally, a painting was fixed in his mind.

It was a painting called "Night".

Author: Miraphile Feng.

Angel turned his head, his eyes flashing with an unpredictable light: "The stage has boundaries, and the play has a script. You and I are actually roles."

After Angel finished speaking, regardless of Orusia's reaction, he walked towards Bopota.

Bopota was hundreds of meters away, lying in a deep pit. Before he got close, Angel smelled a foul odor, a stench that even rain could not wash away.

Angel stood on the edge of the deep pit, looking at the pile of rotten meat in the pit.

To be precise, in the pile of rotten meat covered with rancid green liquid, there was a strange and twisted human figure, that was Bopota.

Under the indiscriminate healing of the true spirit power before, Bopota survived the collapse of his body.

However, those things that did not belong to him were all drained out, leaving only a human skeleton that was extremely thin and covered with only a layer of skin and flesh.

Although the situation looked bad, in Angel's opinion, Bopota still had a breath of life, which was at least better than complete death.

"Bopota." Angel called softly.

...

Bopota felt extremely weak.

He could not move under the oppression of the will of the abyss, and the continuous rainstorm kept washing his filthy body. In the thinking space, the magic source also cracked, and all the energy inside was lost.

Bopota smiled bitterly.

The previous strength seemed to be just an illusory dream that lasted for several days.

After waking up from the dream, it was the cruelest reality.