Border Prison?

The Guardian Saint was momentarily bewildered upon hearing this and instinctively looked up at the sky, where the illusion of Sky City was filled with a rising and surging radiance.

The Pope, in a fit of anger, unleashed Divine Power recklessly.

Transformed into a giant hand covering the heavens and earth, reaching down towards the mortal world, yet it missed the last opportunity. That speeding train gradually dimmed, like a bubble, passing through his grasp, heading to the deepest part of the dream.

Growing ever more distant!

In the chaotic flow of infinite rainbow light, a point of darkness gradually emerged, expanding swiftly, enlarging, seeming to plunge towards the earth, gradually filling the sight.

"Border Prison, ah."

Ji Jue stood in the power cabin, at the best viewing spot, gazing at the approaching world with anticipation.

The most evil place in the world, the ultimate fate of the rebels, the nightmare most feared by the faithful, the place where all heretics and sinners endure endless suffering.

Burning, freezing, tearing, cutting, crushing, ceaselessly, until eternity!

As the most chaotic and terrifying place in the entire Huangliang, its existence is independent of the world, yet it maintains countless connections with it.

Ultimately, it becomes the final resting place for those who cannot exist in the Divine Country Paradise, or rather, those judged by the Holy God as unworthy of existing in their own realm.

As a garbage dump, a sewage outlet, and a purification mechanism, it is like the world's Vortex, causing countless people to turn pale at its mention.

Its sheer existence is enough to make all the rebels toss and turn sleeplessly, simply showcasing the endless torture one must endure inside is enough to frighten all the overly bold heretics.

It's beyond anyone's imagination that someday, someone would willingly jump into the Border Prison, eager and rushing towards demise.

Yet now, the newly born Steel Demons, the heretical minions chasing the fallen demon, are singing in unison. They are pounding on the tables of the train car, stomping the floor, their chaotic sounds gradually overlapping into a thunderous beat, eager shouts.

"Border Prison! Border Prison! Border Prison!!!"

A pair of scarlet pupils gradually illuminated by the light of burning flames.

Oh gods, today we shall once again raise the flag of rebellion and heresy, if you wish to cast us into Hell, then we shall also trample Hell beneath our feet!

Seize all of this in our hands!

Thus, they sang joyfully, they laughed, shouting with unrestrained delight, calling: "Border Prison! Border Prison! Border Prison!!!"

So much humiliation, too long a darkness and too heavy a torment, those nightmares have vanished in the flames, now, the moment of counterattack is coming!

The train accelerates, speeding, violently shaking, spewing crimson Thunderbolts, tearing through the void, racing forward, utterly unmoved by the pure darkness and the chaotic flow of countless dreams.

Rushing straight towards the rapidly expanding domain.

Amidst endless chaos and illusions, without hesitation, pursuing closely!

Even if endless Angels are chasing behind, they can't touch it at all, only tasting in vain the bloody mist spewing from its whistle.

The Guardian Saint, at this moment, felt his scalp tingling with horror.

Unimaginable, even harder to comprehend...

The existence of Border Prison is an absolute secret, a wicked land and painful prison sealed by the Holy God outside the Divine Country, even they can only travel through fixed passages during brief moments of calm in the chaotic flow, with the timing precise and fleeting.

But now, how on earth do these heretics know the way to the Border Prison with such ease?

Just guessing?

But how could it be that simple!

In this piece of void chaos, even the Guardian must proceed with great caution, taking a wrong step would crash into the foundation of Paradise, yet someone managed to race in the fast lane without concern.

"Ahead, left! Left! Left again!!!"

Qi Tan Old Deng had begun to sweat, his pupils dilated, staring fixedly at the Compass in his hand that had turned into a small motor: "Accelerate, speed through, don't care about——"

BOOM!!!!

The train suddenly trembled violently, as if colliding with something unseen, the gigantic face of Saint Yidra howled, crying blood endlessly.

Repeatedly summoning Heavenly Punishment Thunder to shatter whatever blocks the way.

Further in the distance, the aura of Border Prison surged forth!

"Closer, just a little more, hold on—— hold on tight——"

Bao Dacai could already feel it, the calls from the spirits of Marvelous Alchemy guiding him, breaking through the fog, crossing the final hurdle.

He once said, everything surely leaves a trace.

When all things pass by, when they touch each other, they will inevitably leave their mark on each other.

In terms of physics, it's the exchange of material, for the Ether Chosen One, it is the flow of events.

Just as the Heavenly Eye Hall can find the location of the camp through the traces of the Rabbit Hole, the same theory applies to Bao Dacai with no exception.

If anything, it's thanks to the interference of the Heavenly Eye Hall with the Divine Country Paradise, enhancing the traces left behind by the flow of events, otherwise his work would not have been so easy!

Actually, the plans and strategies of Sky City, in a way, are sufficiently reliable, steady, and adequately comprehensive and rigorous in predicting and dealing with heretics.

Alas, outsiders, in the end, still find it hard to understand the excellent virtues of a craftsman.

For instance, the wickedness of a certain Ji's You Sui elite, for example, the ancient style peculiar to an Inheritor of Ancient Alchemy—specifically referring to the habit of sneaking a backdoor into their creations...

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