"You should know that you were created." Bismarck's tone slowed down, as if to ease Albede's mood, "Including your souls, you know? The will of the soul is the greatest being in the infinite universe, and it is supposed to have infinite possibilities, but the will of your created souls is solidified at one point, one hundred percent—that is, loyalty to Anziurgon. ”

That's why Albede didn't qualify for membership in the first place.

One hundred percent, which means that no matter what the situation, she will be loyal to Anzi Urgon.

The commands and the will of Anziulgon are their will.

This desire seems extremely powerful.

But in reality, it is limited to 100 percent, and it cannot be surpassed, it becomes 200 percent, 300 percent.

Lost the conditions for higher growth.

Therefore, it doesn't make much sense for them to become members, or if they can become members in this way, then membership is too cheap, and creating life can exist in many worlds, especially some worlds that create artificial people.

For example, the world of Nier's Automata.

There are as many artificial people as there are, and each of them has a personal will, and they are all loyal.

It is impossible to admit this kind of desire silence.

Unless, first out of control, and then find your own path again.

It's like Albede in front of you.

When she began to doubt Anzi Urgon, when the number of 100% loyalty began to change, it was when her will began to have potential.

And at the moment.

Albede also understood Bismarck's words.

This made her sneer, "You mean to say that my loyalty to Lord Anziulgong has changed?" It's ridiculous, who do you think I am? I'm ......."

"Isn't it?" Bismarck interrupted Albede, "You can deceive yourself, but you can't deceive yourself. ”

Albede choked up.

Glaring at Bismarck.

If she still had the strength now, even if she only had the strength to swing her fist, she would not hesitate to swing it.

Because only in this way can she vent the fear in her heart.

Bismarck was actually right.

For everything in the heart of Albede had no room for concealment in the eyes of Bismarck, in the eyes of all the members who were watching.

In fact, she herself had long been skeptical of this.

Because she felt more and more that the existence she loved so much didn't seem to be as great as she thought it was.

Albede was revised, and only in the end she was the conclusion of Bichi.

But the rest of the stuff has not been modified.

Her indifference to everyone else, her pride, her impulsive emotions, and even her stern and demanding personality, all of this, after 100% loyalty began to waver, created a violent conflict with the setting of "loving Anzi Urgon deeply".

Love and hate were originally just a thought.

At this moment, it seemed that even her heart was about to stop beating, she clenched her chest tightly with her hands, and her breathing began to become more and more basic, she had recognized her heart, but she couldn't accept it, which forced her to shift her attention.

"What is your purpose?" She stared at Bismarck.

"The real thing to say is to let you be yourself." Bismarck said calmly, "The Anzi Urgon you see now is the real him, and the one you saw before is nothing but a poor soul imprisoned in the body and the character!" ”

"More than that!" Albede roared loudly, emotional, as if suddenly erupting, "What's in it for you to do this!?" ”

She now figured it all out that the Lord Ainz she loved so much had been snatched away by the man in front of her.

The one who created them, the supreme and eternal great, Lord Ainz.

It became what it is now.

"Your current confusion and anger are the pain necessary to break free, and it is also the same for Anzi Urgon, I gave him the opportunity to choose." Bismarck's expression did not change at all, "And you, it is fate that has made the choice for you, instead of immersing yourself in pain, it is better to face this fate that belongs to you, if you make up your mind, the fate in your hands will also respond to you." ”

Just after this last sentence.

Bismarck's figure vanished.

Once again, the power of Albede has returned.

She also began to wait until her palms were heating up, and when she lifted her hand, she realized that she had held the badge she had received from the princess in her palm.

This badge was originally a clue she got when she investigated Gergeff, who suddenly became stronger.

Now, it's all connected.

Gergerf's change is really related to the woman just now.

Albede gritted her teeth, the magic and momentum on her body were constantly condensed, even if she tried to control it, it was still tumbling violently, the ground around her began to shake, the land and walls began to crack, and a terrifying sense of oppression swept through the city.

"Demon, this is not the place for you to wreak havoc!" A voice suddenly appeared behind him.

It was Gerjeff in a golden armor.

He held his great sword in his hand and looked solemnly at Jarbede, who had already revealed his demonic characteristics in front of him.

Although he had seen Albede before, he was still weak at that time, and Albede was also covered in pitch-black armor, so now, he didn't recognize it at all, only that it was a powerful demon.

It's very powerful.

It feels even more powerful than the mighty Lord Angel I've seen before!

When did such a demon appear in this world?

And this sound seems to have become the gunpowder that ignites the explosive keg.

Albede didn't say a word.

Raising his weapon, he lunged straight at Gergjieff.

Battles, in the skies over the city, are on the verge of breaking out.

It was a continent-shattering battle, and the aftermath of a two-man battle alone could wreak catastrophic damage to the city, with walls collapsing and people fleeing the buildings in terror until Gurdjieff lured him out of the city, where the fighting escalated in vain, with constant loud noises and vibrations that spread throughout several surrounding cities.

People have seen this kind of god-like battle.

They could only watch in horror.

And in the sky, Bismarck and Othinus were watching calmly.

"The seeds are buried?" Othinus asked knowingly.

"Hmm." Bismarck replied softly, "Just to help her clarify her heart in advance." ”