I Am God!

Suinhall.

Fire-protecting city.

The war started for nearly a month, and a lot of news slowly spread to the people of Suinhall.

This is how news is conveyed in this era, except for some important messages that are conveyed between powerful persons through the rainbow tree.

What everyone is paying attention to is not the news of the Southern City-State Alliance's retreat, but how many people died in the war.

No one cares how many descendants of Pans died, it would be better if they all died.

No one cares who wins or loses, and even expects them to keep fighting.

but.

When news came that Byron the Burner had committed blasphemy and destroyed the statues of the gods that Suinhor believed in.

It's completely different.

The news stirred up waves.

Everyone in the Fire Guard City shouted that they wanted to punish the Ten Thousand Snakes King's Court and the barbarians in the north.

Some people say they want to go to war with the King of Ten Thousand Snakes and destroy this country that has different beliefs from theirs.

Some people said that Byron should be burned at the stake, so that the burner would become the burned.

"Why hasn't the king taken any action?" Outside the palace, devout believers gathered in groups.

"You are the favored one of God, the king of God's favor!" they shouted towards the palace.

"How can you look at the barbarians from the north and blaspheme our gods?" Some people were almost hysterical, even hurting themselves, holding up their bleeding hands and shouting that the blasphemers should pay with their blood.

At the same time, an even more terrifying news appeared in front of the Suinhall ruling class.

Suinhall's people have recently been investigating the Abyss Order and investigating detailed information about the disaster that year.

soon.

Everyone discovered that the disaster that year was not just an ordinary sacrifice.

It is different from other disasters caused by the Abyss Order, but a ritual to create the King of the Abyss.

Most importantly, they succeeded.

And knowing this key information, a very conspicuous figure slowly appeared in front of everyone.

Even if the Ten Thousand Snakes Royal Court intends to cover it up, such an existence cannot be covered up like this.

A letter was sent to the Fire Protection City through the Rainbow Tree, and then immediately delivered to the palace.

"Found it!"

"The letter says that Byron the Burner has been confirmed as the pre-selected King of Fury of the Abyss!"

In Suinhor's palace, the kings, nobles, and divine attendants present all showed expressions of disbelief.

What was unbelievable was not only that Byron, a famous figure, was the wrathful son of the Abyss Order, but what was even more shocking was that such a figure had become the legion commander of the Ten Thousand Serpents King's Court. It could be said that he had entered the core of power.

Would Dark Moon not know?

If he knew it, would it mean something if he still existed like this?

Does it mean that the Ten Thousand Snakes Royal Court has fallen to the side of the abyss?

Unknowingly, has the influence of the Abyss grown to this extent?

One possibility after another immediately appeared in some people's minds, and some people were already shouting.

"Fallen man!"

"blasphemous man!"

"No wonder he did such evil deeds that are destined to be punished by God!"

Someone immediately echoed: "The King's Court of Ten Thousand Snakes has fallen. They must have fallen."

Someone suggested to the King of Gods: "King, you can't just sit back and watch anymore."

Some people were even more excited, as if they had been looking forward to this situation for a long time: "King, the King's Court of Ten Thousand Snakes has fallen. A country has been stolen and occupied by the abyss. We should take action immediately."

Wang thought for a moment and then said.

"We haven't reached that stage yet. There is no evidence that other members of the Ten Thousand Snakes King's Court are related to the Abyss Cult."

This other person is obviously talking about Dark Moon.

The king of gods of Suinhall's generation was much tougher this time. Compared with before, he was very decisive and no longer wavered.

"Have someone go and bring back Byron the Burner."

"This blasphemer, a villain who fell into the abyss, has betrayed the gods and the snake people."

"We must not let him achieve the goals of those evil beings in the abyss."

This time.

No one in Suinhall can sit back and watch.

Because this is about the oracle, about the most evil and greatest threat in the world - the abyss.

The son of the King of Gods has personally put on the life tool, the Blood Blessed One's Certificate. Some of today's three-leaf symbionts have been reincarnated many times. With this powerful item, the Blood Blessed One's Certificate, they can exert extraordinary effects. The power of imagination.

Comparable to the power of an apostle.

This is also Suinhor's greatest heritage, a gift from the gods.

Under the palace.

The young man was wearing a simple battle armor, with a bloody cloak flying behind him.

The king put the helmet on his son's head and said to him.

"God bless you."

"Go!"

"Give despair to the enemies of God."

The prince lowered his head: "The enemies of God will definitely die under my gun!"

In an instant, he saw the prince's figure begin to change, and the bloody power spread along the steps.

A pair of blood wings suddenly sprouted from his back, waving and soaring into the sky.

At the border of Suinhor, a legion was also quickly assembled.

In front of the palace, everyone bowed their heads and saluted.

Witnessing this scene that I haven’t seen in a long time.

This is the evidence of the Blood Blessed One that has not been used for many years.

In the eyes of most people in Suinhall, this bloody cloak is the will of God.

The person who holds it is punishing God on behalf of the gods.

However, in the hearts of these powerful people present, everyone has their own plans.

Although Suinhor did not directly start a war with the Ten Thousand Snakes King's Court this time, it was not an intervention war in name.

but against the enemies of God.

Punish the evil and depraved people of the abyss.

But with this name, they can legitimately keep the Southern City-State Alliance, and even verbally and verbally attack the Ten Thousand Snakes King's Court to break up this huge kingdom that has been a threat to them since ancient times.

If successful, it will be a feast for the gluttonous people.

——

Dream world.

The place where the Fetus of Purgatory is located.

When Suinhor's Blood Blessed left, news about him also reached Senger, the chief priest of the Abyss Religion.

Senger opened his eyes and stood up from the black mire.

"It's finally starting!"

His eyebrows were relaxed and he looked calm and happy.

"Byron!"

"Are you ready? Your death has come."

"What would you choose?"

"When everything you know and the truth you know is a lie, what will you choose?"

"When the ideals you inherit conflict with your hatred."

"Do you choose that nihilistic ideal, or set the world on fire with vengeful rage?"

As Senger spoke, the corners of his mouth raised wider and wider.

As he spoke, he was still moving forward and came under the evil body.

Senge raised his head and looked at the monster with black mud flowing out of it.

This time.

He put his hand on it.

Being so close, the true appearance of the fetus inside can be clearly seen through a thin film.

It was a being with the form of a god.

He looked like the Arrogant King of the Abyss, Avian, before he became a bone demon. He looked like he was sleeping with his eyes closed.

When the Abyss was born, there were three steps and conditions.

First, the mythical spirituality polluted by the Winged Man is the original black mud, which is the core thing.

Second, the sacrifice lost most of the mythical blood of the Winged Men in the Winged Mountains.

Third, a powerful apostle brought the original black mud from the dream world and allowed the core of the abyss to truly take shape.

The success of the purgatory ritual now means that more than half of the second step has been completed.

As long as Byron fully digests the power of rage, he becomes an apostle.

If you then channel the black mud and purgatory will of the dream world and complete a huge sacrifice, you will be able to completely succeed.

but now.

The rage of the son of rage has not yet reached its highest point, he must exert the power of rage to the extreme,

Senger himself was the one who completely ignited the anger of the Son of Wrath.

Senger stood under the Fetus of Purgatory, looking at his master through the film.

he knows.

I probably won't come back once I go.

Even if he comes back, it will be in a different form.

Pictures appeared in his mind, recalling scenes from his childhood.

Their family was enslaved by the nobles of the King's Court of Ten Thousand Snakes, and their father died while building the castle for him.

The family lost its support. Not only did the master not receive any compensation, but more people came to bully them because they were orphans and widowers.

Because they are Ewellians.

In the end, the two young brothers starved to death, and even the mother went crazy.

He left his homeland and eventually joined the Abyss Order and became one of this group of lunatics.

When he was a child, the story he heard most was the story about Shoeburn and Avian.

He didn't know it at the time, but the Arrogant King of the Abyss was the former Avraan.

No one knows either.

How excited he was when he received the call from Avian.

"Lord Avian!"

"I have to go now."

"This is not Byron's revenge."

"But our revenge."

"The hatred of the Evel people will never end."

There was no sadness on Senger's face, only smile and expectation.

Perhaps, from the moment his mother went crazy, he also went crazy with her.

In this crazy world, in this crazy Abyss Order, only by becoming crazier can we survive.

"The King's Court of Ten Thousand Snakes!"

"Sons of Pans!"

"They have to pay for what they did."

After Senger said this, he was covered in black mud.

Disappeared into the dream world.

The first layer of the abyss is the Demonic Fire Abyss.

There are all kinds of terrifying wall carvings in the Black Stone Demon Palace, carving those bloody, terrifying and cruel scenes.

Two of the wall carvings, which have nothing to do with the abyss, are placed at the forefront of these horrific works.

It seems that Arphion, the Arrogant King, thinks so too.

The content inside this wall carving is the horror and despair beyond the abyss.

The second wall carving shows a huge mountain. At the foot of the mountain is a lake as vast as the sea, with snow and salt piled on the shore. The mountain and clouds merge into one.

A city is built by hollowing out a mountain, piling up layer after layer.

This is a sacred city. On the highest point of the sacred mountain, the sacred temple transcends the sea of ​​clouds and stands in the sky.

At the foot of the mountain, there are auxiliary cities and villages and towns, inhabited by some ancient races that are completely different from the snake people.

But the background of the painting and the depiction of the city told everyone that this was a picture of doomsday.

Darkness enveloped the sky, haloes scattered in the sky, and a terrifying human figure stood at the end of the sky, standing between the real world and illusion, incompatible with the human world.

This is a myth.

There is a circle behind the human figure, densely packed with complex and terrifying runes and taboo words.

Just looking at this human phantom is like seeing the evil in this world.

Evil god.

The little man in the bottle.

The evil gods in the murals emit light that shines on the entire sacred mountain.

The temple, the sacred city, the auxiliary city at the foot of the mountain, and the strange races living on the sacred mountain were all eroded by death. Tens of thousands of "people" were wailing and turned into "statues" one after another.

The wall carvings are vivid. If you lie down on them and look closely, you can even see the fear and despair before death on the faces and eyes of the dead.

If there is a purgatory in the world.

This is true purgatory.

The despair is not only about this terrible disaster, but also that there is no hope, no room for resistance and change.

The Arrogant King Avian read out the name of this wall inscription: "Disaster of the Evil God!"

The background of the first wall carving is still the sacred mountain and the temple standing in the sky.

An overwhelming army of extraordinary beings formed and surrounded the mountain; a large number of hovering winged demons spread their wings, covering the sky and the sun.

The ancient apostle of God summoned an army of puppets. A large number of third-order powerful people controlled various colossi. The puppet colossi, which were tens of meters or hundreds of meters high, formed an army and attacked the holy mountain.

The sea of ​​blood at the foot of the mountain enveloped the entire world, and monsters taller than the mountains rushed out of the sea of ​​blood.

The terrifying dark god holds a bronze book in one hand and wields a sickle in the other to harvest lives; the young god Asai controls the Gate of Truth, and the god named Stun turns into a sea of ​​blood to devour the world.

Apron, the Arrogant King, pronounced the title of the painting: "The War of the Gods!"

This was a long, long time ago.

The scene that Avian saw from the ghost Borik was a scene from the previous era.

At that time, Avian was completely shocked and at a loss.

He looked at the evil god who had just been artificially created.

Ask Pollick.

"Isn't this true? Is this what happened?"

"Why did the God of Truth and Knowledge create such a monster? Why did he bring about such a terrible disaster?"

Polik said this is just the beginning.

"Desperate?"

"This is just the beginning."

"God Asai thought he had created a myth, another god with exactly the same memory and will as him."

"He did come into contact with the secret of truth, but he didn't expect that what he created was a freak, and he himself fell into a deep sleep the moment the evil god appeared."

"The evil god was born, and disaster befell this world."

now.

Avian, the Arrogant King of the Abyss, looked at the mural and spit out two sentences from his white teeth.

"God Asai!"

"And...the little man in the bottle!"

——

In the fortress.

Byron, the commander of the Sun Flame Legion, is inspecting his army. Many of the people in the army are young people from Pans City.

Many of them were Byron's former friends and came from the west side of the city.

Like Byron, they all experienced that disaster personally and lost important things in the disaster.

Byron was surrounded and admired by a large number of soldiers, but many also looked at him with fear and disgust.

just like.

Just like the former General Darkmoon.

You can win by following Byron, but many of the people who follow him have turned into a fire pattern on his right arm.

He is like a flame, devouring the lives of his enemies and his companions at the same time.

Byron stood in the crowd and said to everyone.

"We already won!"

"It's just the last step to capture that city."

"Peace will come, we will completely clean up those entities that disrupt this country and order, and a brand new country as General Darkmoon said will be born."

"Every sacrifice you have made will become worth it."

"And everything you do will become valuable."

Byron also said to himself in his heart: "Everything I have done, and I have chosen to inherit the power of the abyss, will also become valuable."

A young man among the crowd asked.

"Will the day that General Darkmoon mentioned really come?"

Before Byron could answer, the deputy commander loudly said: "I will definitely do it!"

The entire legion was in cheers, with high fighting spirit.

Byron looked at the deputy commander: "I can't wait to attack that city."

In his heart, Byron seemed to still care about the new country that General Darkmoon mentioned.

A depiction of the future.

He was burdened with hatred, and he had endless anger. Although he had nightmares again and again, he could never fall asleep.

But the sense of justice left by his former self, the wish left by his naive and reckless self, still remained in him.

At least.

He felt that General Darkmoon was a hero, and he was the one who helped the hero, just like the companion of the heroic characters in the story.

However, in Byron's expectations.

The last thing he waited for was a transfer order, ordering the Sun Flame Alchemy Legion to go to the Serpent Road to guard against possible changes in Suinhor's Alpans Fortress at any time.

The task of attacking Wing Demon City was carried out by the Silver Snake Legion that had just arrived.

"Why?"

Byron couldn't understand.

The enemy was right in front of him, so he was first forced to wait for the Silver Snake Legion; after waiting for the Silver Snake Legion to arrive, he was transferred to the Road of the Giant Snake.

Although it was said that there were changes in the Suinhall Army on the other side of the Serpent Road, he still could not accept it.

The deputy commander saw the transfer order and said to Byron seriously.

"Byron!"

"This is an order!"

It was still hard for Byron to accept it, but the deputy commander's words were enough.

Military orders are like mountains and cannot be disobeyed.

He could only watch as the Silver Snake Legion took over the defense of the fortress and prepared to launch the final general attack on Wing Demon City, while he led the Sun Flame Legion to the Serpent Road and Alpans Fortress.

While he was on the march, the Silver Snake Alchemy Legion and a large number of other ordinary legions invaded Wing Demon City amid heavy siege.

At this point, there was no decent resistance from Yi Mo City, and some people even opened the city to surrender.

After the Silver Snake Legion entered the city, they immediately searched the city for all core members of the Southern City-State Alliance.

Then.

There was no intention of judging them at all, so they were to be executed in the city.

At this time, Byron led a small team into the city and suddenly appeared at the execution ground.

"Byron?"

"How will you be here?"

The commander of the Silver Snake Alchemy Legion in charge of supervision was very surprised when he saw Byron.

After he reacted, he scolded loudly.

"You left the legion and came back?"

"Do you know what you are doing?"

"You are disobeying military orders. If a legion does not have a legion commander, don't you know what will happen?"

Byron looked at the chained rebels, waiting to be hanged under the gallows.

These high-ranking nobles and lords in the past were now pale and trembling, and some became incontinent on the spot.

Almost the entire core members of the Southern City-State Alliance are here. If the controller of that disaster was the Southern City-State Alliance, they must be among these people.

Byron glanced at the commander of the Silver Snake Legion.

"I don't care about the credit or who finally broke through Winged Demon City."

"But there are some issues that I must figure out."

The commander of the Silver Snake Legion wanted to say something else, but Byron waved his hand.

The fire that reached the sky formed a circle, isolating everyone else, leaving only himself and the prisoners waiting for death.

The commander of the Silver Snake Corps clearly felt Byron's determination.

Even though he himself was a third-level powerful person, he was dwarfed by Byron when he was fighting a third-level snake-man with a third-level powerful winged demon head-on.

and.

His contribution to winning Wing Demon City was equivalent to the opponent giving it to him for nothing. He really didn't have the confidence to fall out with the opponent.

Little by little, Byron walked towards the target he had always thought was the mastermind.

King of the Southern City-State Alliance.

"Did you do it?"

"The disaster that broke out in Pans City back then? Was it done by you in collusion with the Abyss Religion?"

"Where are those Abyss cultists?"

"where are they?"

The other party looked confused when asked by Byron, and had no idea what Byron was talking about.

Byron became impatient and stretched out his hand to hold the other person's head.

"Mind reading!"

As a powerful person at the peak of the third level, he is still very skilled in using things like mind reading. It is impossible for these ordinary people to deceive him without caring about the opponent's injury.

"Tell me, was it you who did what happened back then?"

"Tell me, where are those Abyss cultists who escaped back then, those two fallen priests, and the Abyss High Priest?"

Byron became more and more excited as he spoke, almost roaring.

But the other party still had a confused look on his face, and even though his body was twitching in pain, he was still talking.

"not me!"

"not me."

"It's really not me...I didn't do it..."

Byron's manic expression slowly calmed down.

His eyebrows were half lowered and his mouth was open.

The whole person fell into deep doubts,

"Not lying?"

"Not you?"

Byron stood up: "How could it not be you? Who else could it be if it wasn't you?"

Byron was at a loss. He looked at his mortal enemy in front of him. He had always regarded him as his biggest enemy, alongside the high priest of the Abyss Religion.

He paid a huge price, fought war after war, and sacrificed countless people.

Finally, this man was turned into a prisoner.

However, at this moment, he realized that everything that happened back then had nothing to do with the person in front of him.

He turned to look at the other man on the gallows and grabbed his neck tightly.

"you tell me!"

"Did you do it?"

There was panic on the other person's face, but the answer and picture Byron wanted did not come to his mind at all.

"Not you?"

Byron was like a madman, grabbing one person after another and asking for the same answer.

"Is that you?"

"is that you?"

Byron finally found out.

No one present knew the truth of what happened that year.

Byron stood on the wooden platform, spinning around in circles, as if he was dizzy.

He looked at the people in the audience who were looking at him, and then looked back at the prisoners on the gallows, completely lost in confusion.

"have no idea?"

"Why doesn't anyone know?"

Byron withdrew the flames surrounding the scaffold and descended from the heights.

The leader of the Silver Snake Legion then gave the order and told the others to proceed with the execution.

The king of the Southern City-State Alliance was hung on the rope and slowly died.

Suddenly.

Byron, who was walking blankly below, looked back at the other party and looked at the ugly dead figure.

He had been looking forward to seeing this scene so much. He thought this was the answer and result he wanted.

But at this moment.

All that's left is deep doubt.

He didn't feel the slightest pleasure, and the overwhelming hatred in his heart was not released at all.

He was like a bull that was about to go crazy. At this moment, his body was so hot that it was about to be ignited by flames, but he could only linger in place.

He couldn't find the enemy. There was a huge rage in his body, but it was locked tightly in the jar.

Suddenly, he asked the commander of the Silver Snake Legion.

"Why the rush to execute them?"

The commander of the Silver Snake Legion replied: "It's the general's order."

Byron then asked: "Why so urgent?"

The commander of the Silver Snake Legion said: "Because of Suinhall's threat, as long as all these people are cleared away, Suinhall will have no reason to interfere in the affairs of the Ten Thousand Snakes King's Court."

Byron didn't speak, just lowered his head.

Once the seeds of doubt are planted.

It will be difficult to remove it.

When Byron heard the general's name before, he felt gratitude and admiration in his heart.

But at this moment, strong doubts welled up in his heart.

——

That day, he pretended to leave Wing Demon City and rush to the Road of the Giant Snake.

But soon he turned back alone and returned to Wing Demon City again.

He wanted to investigate what was going on in the city and whether what happened that year really had nothing to do with the Southern City-State Alliance.

Is the real man behind the scenes yet to be found?

still.

The Darkmoon General he had always believed was lying;

all of these.

All of this plunged Byron into deep doubts.

Byron carefully investigated the clues he wanted in the city. He investigated all the people who might be related to the disaster that year, and investigated any traces of the Abyss Order.

At the same time, he was also investigating several important figures in the King's Court of Ten Thousand Snakes in the city.

finally.

One of his puppets discovered traces of the Abyss Order, and a member of the Abyss Order he discovered appeared in the city.

And, in a swaggering way.

What he didn't expect was that he discovered that the commander of the Silver Snake Legion was in contact with the evil disciples of the Abyss Religion.

In the military station, a mystery wearing a cloak quietly arrived.

In a house, he was chatting with the commander of the Silver Snake Legion.

This time, Byron couldn't hold back.

He appeared directly in the room and in front of the commander of the Silver Snake Corps.

"Silver snake?"

"Can you give me a reason?"

"Why are you in contact with people from the Abyss Order?"

The leader of the Silver Snake Corps also had a confused look on his face, the confused expression that Byron hated the most recently.

"People from the Abyss Order?"

"He is a businessman selling alchemy tools."

"wrong!"

"Byron, what's the matter with you? Didn't I ask you to guard the path of the giant snake?"

"You're not done yet, are you?"

Byron didn't say much to the leader of the Silver Snake Corps.

As soon as he took action, he directly caught the evil criminal who wanted to escape.

The villain's power was revealed, and his body began to mutate.

It is difficult to distinguish between extraordinary power and special magic, but this mutation eroded by the abyss is so obvious.

Silver Snake immediately shouted: "How could that happen?"

He immediately explained to Byron: "Byron, I really don't know."

Silver Snake wanted to come up and explain something, but it caused Byron's strong reaction.

Byron was directly preparing to use the third-level magic. The strong power fluctuations in his body caused Silver Snake to stand still, not daring to make any further moves to irritate the person in front of him.

Byron no longer believed in the man in front of him.

He grabbed the evildoer and violently clasped his skull with his fingers. The curse mark flowed along his arms and penetrated deep into the opponent's body.

All his memories were extracted directly.

Quickly, he got some of the information he wanted.

He immediately looked at the other side of the city and turned into a ball of flames and rushed towards it.

immediately.

From the building targeted by Byron, an abyssal evildoer rushed out. The moment Byron approached, the other party immediately sensed it.

In his rage, Byron immediately called out the other party's name.

"Senger!"

"I caught you again."

When Byron's words came out, a huge flame cover directly enveloped the earth.

Densely packed flame puppets staggered out and turned into a huge ritual formation, a sealing barrier.

Since letting Senge escape last time, Byron began to think about how to trap the opponent.

This time, the other party did not escape from Byron's grasp.

"Heartburner Puppet!"

Senge summoned his own cursed puppet, a flame puppet similar to Byron.

"Roar!"

But when Byron opened his mouth in rage, a huge shadow appeared behind him.

The sound of howling wind was carried in the air, and Byron actually swallowed Senger's flame puppet directly.

Once trapped in place, Senge, who lost his flexibility, was no match for Byron, the son of rage.

Byron fell from the sky and directly pressed Senger to the ground.

The huge force directly and violently crushed Senger's head, and layers of blood flowed down.

Byron finally let out a little of his suppressed anger for many years.

"tell me!"

"Fallen Priest Senger!"

"Where is the chief priest of your Abyss Religion? Where is he now?"

Senger was dying, but at this time he let out a chuckle.

"The chief priest?"

"The chief priest has died a long time ago. He died after the Wrathful Son ceremony."

Byron didn't believe it: "Dead?"

"Do you think I believe it?"

Senge was out of breath, and severe pain rushed into his head along his head. However, he did not cry out in pain, but kept smiling.

"Is there anything strange about being dead?"

"I was the one who killed him!"

Byron: "Did you kill him?"

Senger seemed to feel that he was going to die, but he didn't care anymore.

"Now that things have happened, there is nothing to hide."

"do not you know?"

"That ceremony was originally planned jointly by us and Dark Moon."

He shouted: "Dark Moon was almost finished at that time. He needed a disaster to keep his position as general and a disaster to divert everyone's attention."

"Didn't you find out who the biggest beneficiary of that ceremony was?"

"It's him Dark Moon!"

Senger was in a crazy state, his head was about to explode and he was still moving violently, trying to express his excitement through movements.

"The Wrathful Son ritual allowed him to take control of the King's Court of Ten Thousand Snakes, stabilize his position, and get you, the Wrathful Son."

"We joined forces a long time ago."

"Did you know? I made the one of Dark Moon and the remaining light of the lunar eclipse."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"I didn't expect it!"

"Back then, he needed us to create a disaster, and we also needed him to create the Sons of Wrath for us. I also used his hands to clean up my enemies and became the chief priest of the Abyss Religion."

Senger behaves like a complete Abyss Cult lunatic at this moment.

"That disaster was so wonderful. We were a win-win, a win-win!"

"That guy from Dark Moon is also a lunatic!"

"He shouldn't be a general. He should come to our Abyss Order. He is the real... fallen man!"

Byron was completely stimulated by the news. He held Senger's head tightly with his hands, and his nails were dug into the bones.

But what didn't match his violent movements was his face. He shook his head gently.

"I do not believe!"

"I do not believe!"

But when a person uses this kind of tone to hypnotize himself, it means that he has begun to believe deep down in his heart.

so.

Then Byron's expression changed and he roared loudly without warning.

"I do not believe!"

Immediately afterwards, he actually started to read Senger's memory.

This method is not very effective against powerful people of the same level as Byron. Even if they completely subdue the opponent, they can only see some incomplete pictures in their memory.

And there is a high chance that you will not see what you want to see, but can only see the images temporarily recalled by the powerful.

If the other person intends to control, he will gain nothing.

And it is not difficult for such a powerful person to control himself from recalling anything.

However, at this time, Senger did not resist the opponent's magic, and even vaguely cooperated with Byron.

Byron's consciousness penetrated deeply into Senger's memory, and the pictures kept jumping, and finally came to a scene a few years ago.

There.

It is the residence of General Darkmoon in Pans City.

It was an evening, before the disaster broke out, and Byron was just an ignorant boy.

He had just questioned General Darkmoon on the street in the morning, and had a fight with his father when he returned home.

He hadn't expected that everything had been arranged that day.

That day.

Senger, who was just the fallen priest at the time, wore a cloak to cover his figure and face. At the invitation of the deputy general, he entered a magnificent mansion and saw a figure practicing swordsmanship.

It was the man Byron trusted the most all along.

Dark Moon seemed to have already known Senger at that time and was very skillful in talking to him.

Finally, Senger told Darkmoon.

"The Son of Wrath is about to be born!"

"General, please be prepared. He is the one who can possess the power of an apostle or even surpass an apostle."

In Wing Demon City.

In the flame barrier, Byron, who was holding Senger's head tightly, suddenly let go of his hand. At this time, Senger had only one breath left.

He was tortured to the point where he was convulsing on the ground.

And this time, Byron also completely understood.

Why does he have a weird feeling in his heart about everything.

I understand why Dark Moon was able to solve the disaster so promptly, and I understand why Dark Moon was so eager to kill the leaders of the Southern City-State Alliance.

I understood why he didn't let him attack Wing Demon City, but instead transferred himself to the Serpent Road on the border.

"So... everything is like this?"

Senger vomited blood and turned into a bloody man.

He couldn't move his body and could only move his eyes to look at Byron.

"How about it?"

"Isn't the truth hopeless?"

Seeing Byron's despair, he became proud.

"Byron, I told you, you're a victim!"

"Your father, your mother, your eldest brother and sister, including yourself."

"They are all victims of Dark Moon's pursuit of his ideals."

"He sacrificed your whole family, and even yourself, to create his ideal kingdom."

Senger praised Byron loudly, as if praising a great hero, but this kind of praise was full of strong sarcasm.

"ah!"

"Byron!"

"How great you are."

"Sacrifice yourself, sacrifice everything you have, to light up the world."

"Everyone was saved except you and your family."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Wonderful, wonderful, Darkmoon, you are so creative."

Finally, Senger looked at Byron.

In one paragraph, Byron's last layer of defense was completely defeated.

"Did you hear that?"

"The sound of your mother falling into purgatory?"

"Byron...it hurts so much!"

"The fire is burning...it's burning me..."

"It really hurts."

"Byron...Byron...help me...bye..."

Byron went completely crazy, his body shook like a sieve, and raging fire surged out of his body.

Senger completely ignited Byron's anger.

His inner fire, which had nowhere to vent, was once again raised to a limit.

You can see the light of myth lighting up in Byron's chest, which is a sign that the seed of rage is about to be completely digested.

Now Byron is gradually crossing the threshold of the Son of Wrath, and is gradually moving towards the true King of Wrath.

A huge flame giant appeared in the city, and the fire was about to spread crazily around.

But Byron seemed to have the last shred of sanity left.

He always controlled the flames around himself instead of releasing them towards the city, turning the Winged Demon City into a sea of ​​fire.

But the city was already in chaos, with thousands of people watching the flame giant and fleeing into the distance.

"Monster...monster!"

"Fire, there's going to be a fire again."

"Run!"

"Run quickly!"

"Go outside and get out of here quickly."

In the raging fire, Byron, who turned into a flame giant, watched the lingering Senge float up little by little.

He said nothing and showed no expression.

Because at this moment there are no words that can express the anger in his heart, and no expression can explain the hatred in his heart.

His pupils had completely disappeared, leaving only furious flames.

The flames spread from Senger's body, and his bones and blood were dried bit by bit.

Die in the most brutal and painful way.

Senge also became a sacrifice.

Swallowed by the fire of rage, he was sent to the fetus of purgatory in the dream world.

In the fire, Senger's voice gradually became blurry at this time as he was sacrificed to the Fetus of Purgatory.

He seemed to be no longer crazy. The moment before his body turned into ashes, he said the last words of his life.

"Go!"

"Byron!"

"Go!"

His voice was hoarse and filled with the same hatred as Byron.

"Vend your anger to the real enemy, to the world."

Senger died, but the hatred and anger in Byron's chest only increased.

Hatred and rage were about to swallow up his sanity.

And this time.

The sky suddenly turned into blood, and a river of blood rushed down from a high place, surrounding the Winged Demon City.

A figure appeared in the blood river and raised his weapon.

Prince of Suinhall.

arrive.

"Byron the Fallen Man!"

"God's punishment is coming!"