I Am God!

In the cold ice and snow.

Under the dim moon, there was ashes-like snow.

Two existences beyond common sense stared at each other, one with a painful expression and the other with a distorted face.

After a while, the face of the Eagle Demon froze. Perhaps because of Nite's question, it was Migina who appeared.

Mijina answered Nite's question.

"Nite!"

"I have become the person that everyone yearns for, and you also yearn for!"

"I should be your favorite mother now!"

Mijina's expression was filled with joy, even happiness.

Nite burst into tears: "Why do you always bring me the deepest pain? Why don't you give me a little bit of love and leave me a little bit of light."

Mijina said: "Because, I hope you will become a strong person, the strong person I long for."

"If you are a strong person, nothing can hurt you, everything is just motivation for you to move forward."

Nite: "Is it necessary to go through this to become a strong person? Are the hearts of those strong people made of iron and stone?"

Mikina shook her head: "Nite, you are always so weak and say things that only belong to the weak."

Nite was in unspeakable pain: "Then why do they want to become strong, just to torture themselves?"

Mijina said: "Because they have reasons to be strong."

NEET was not available at first.

Later he had it.

He used to become strong for his mother, for the gods, then he became strong for the people in the town at the Night Hotel, and then he became strong for everything he did to redeem himself.

His desire to become stronger gradually deepened until it reached the point where he could not give up.

The further he falls towards darkness, the more he desires to become stronger, and the stronger he becomes, the more he falls into darkness.

He asked Mikina: "Mom, why don't you do it yourself?"

Mikina: "Because mom can't do it, I put all my expectations on you."

"It's a pity that you can't do it!"

"You have let me down too much."

Nite lowered his head and asked in a low voice: "You built the town just to sacrifice them to gain power."

Mijina said: "Yes."

Nite asked again: "You gave birth to me just to destroy the bright kingdom of heaven."

Mijina said: "Yes."

Nite already knew this, but he still asked, and Mikina responded to him mercilessly.

Nite stopped talking.

Because when the words explain, when no illusions are left, only despair and sadness are left.

At this time, the face of the Eagle Demon became struggling again, and the black wings on his body spread further, and the white wings gradually turned completely black.

It was as if another world was calling her, trying to drag her out of this world.

Her voice gradually became distorted.

"Yes...yes...yes..."

"I lied to you all, you are not important at all!"

"You are just the tool I use to get everything, but in the end you can't do anything, I can only destroy everything."

"If you can't get it, destroy it all."

"I hate the Kingdom of Heaven, I hate the King of Angels, and I hate...this world."

"Why?"

"Why..."

"None of those beautiful things belong to me."

Mijina seemed to have been completely swallowed up by the desire of jealousy, and the evil eyes of jealousy penetrated deep into her eyes and into the depths of her spirituality.

The monster laughed wildly and stared at Nite with its red magic eyes.

"Why?"

"Why are you born with the Bottle of Original Sin? You are destined to have powerful power and the qualifications to embark on the road to becoming a god."

"Why, why are you different?"

"You have everything that I can't have, but you still don't appreciate it and don't know how to work hard."

"You deserve to die!"

"Nite!"

"You deserve to die!"

Mijina's voice was no longer rational, and she raised her head and made a crazy sound.

"Nite!"

"Everything you cherish is about to fall into the abyss with me."

"Wait a little longer, and she will become as ugly as me and become one with me."

Nite stood in the snow, looking at the ugly monster possessed by jealousy as if she was suddenly awakened, watching her fall as her soul collapsed.

He seemed to be unable to accept this scene and kept shaking his head.

"You are not my mother."

"You are not my mother, who are you?"

"right."

"My mother wouldn't do this to me, she wouldn't do this to me."

The monster struggled, its joints twisted, as it walked toward Nite, as if it couldn't control its body.

"I am your mother!"

Nite stepped back and stretched out his hand.

He said, "No, you're just a monster."

The terrifying shadow stretched behind him, covering the sky.

He wants to kill the other party.

Kill this monster who is pretending to be your mother.

When Mijina saw Nite taking action, not only was she not afraid, but she became even more excited.

She kept getting closer to Nite, using a gradually decaying and ugly posture, and saying words that were crazy and evil to the extreme.

"Yes, that's it."

"Kill me!"

"Kill me and you will become a strong man."

"Don't hesitate anymore, don't be weak anymore, kill me!"

Mijina was probably really crazy. This feeling of destroying everything for others made her feel addicted.

Uncontrollable, unable to extricate myself.

Even if everything is destroyed.

It's her son.

Because she is also jealous of the other person and everything the other person has.

Nite decided to take action, and the overwhelming black shadow wrapped around him from behind toward the monster who couldn't control himself.

But at this moment, another face suddenly appeared on the monster's face and shouted at Nite.

"Nite!"

"don't want!"

That was the face of the messenger lady, and it made Nite stop all his movements for a moment.

Mijina's words came over: "What are you hesitating about, Nite?"

Nite said blankly: "The messenger lady said no."

The messenger girl yelled, "No, stop Nite."

Mikina: "Nite, you are really useless!"

Nite said: "I..."

Mikina laughed wildly and shouted: "The abyss is coming, let's fall into it together!"

The depraved and twisted power continues to rise, and the black feather gradually expands to swallow everything in the opponent.

Nite's movements were frozen at this moment, and he didn't dare to make a move for a long time.

At this moment, the appearance of the messenger seemed to overlap with countless people passing by, people in the town, people in the night hotel, and the three Yiren brothers and sisters looking at him in the cold wind.

His only and remaining light was right in front of him, and he was about to lose it again.

Suddenly, Shadow Nite suddenly appeared behind him, squatting on the railway track: "Don't you dare to do it?"

Nite stared straight ahead: "Miss Messenger is also among them."

Shadow Nite: "Of course, because Miss Messenger is going to fall into the abyss with her. Do you want to see this scene?"

Nite: "That must never happen."

Shadow Nite: "Then kill her!"

Nite: "I can't, I'll go crazy."

Shadow Nite: "Then let me come, I can help you."

Nite seemed to be grasping a life-saving straw: "Is it really possible?"

Shadow Nite grinned: "Of course it's true."

Nite closed his eyes, tears streaming down from the corners of his eyes.

"Then... please."

Shadow Nite stood up and gradually walked into Nite's body.

The terrifying power turned into countless shadows and poured out, completely engulfing the monster in front of him.

——

Kingdom of Light.

The war has reached a fever pitch, with countless sky messengers and angel puppets dead, and densely packed spirits pouring into the transformation pool without any movement.

And more, even the spirit was completely torn apart before they could escape.

The same goes for monsters and ghosts. A large number of ghosts were torn into pieces, and the flesh and blood of monsters piled up at the foot of the Holy Mountain of Light, dyeing this sacred country into a flesh-and-blood demon kingdom.

The angel Lomir relied on this Kingdom of God as his home court, and fought with the King of Lust and the King of Hell from day to night.

Not only was he struggling to hold on, but he was causing huge damage to both.

Now.

There are almost no ghost bodies and monsters left in the entire Kingdom of Light. Of course, there are not many angels and angel puppets left.

But Lomire's vision remained firm, and he believed he would win.

"Judgement of Light!"

Lomir waved his lightsaber, judging the powerful ghosts and monsters that rushed forward one by one. He also slashed at the sickle of death and the staff of primitive desire.

His sword has no real form, because his real artifact embryo is the holy mountain of light under his feet. This lightsaber seems to be something that evolved from something in his heart.

But for some reason, this sword is as tough as the Scythe of Death and the Staff of Primordial Desire.

And no matter how hard you suffer, you will continue to recover.

Even though the Death Scythe and the Rod of Primordial Desire were covered with scars, the lightsaber in Lomir's hand was still sharp, and as he slashed out again and again, he continued to release powerful power.

Naproses once again attacked the Holy Mountain but was repelled. He looked at his Death Scythe with distress: "This guy is really tough."

The King of Lust seems to have seen the source of Lomir's power: "Spiritual power, spiritual firmness, his magic is performed through this power."

After fighting for so long, the King of Lust and the King of Hell were getting a little anxious.

The longer you delay, the more likely it is to have an accident.

The King of Lust made up his mind.

"I summon my altar of the law of lust, and you summon your hell."

Naproses: "Why do you summon an altar when I summon the Kingdom of God?"

King of Lust: "If you have the ability to summon the abyss, I won't object."

Naproses was still hesitant, because it was okay when hell was hidden deep in the dream world, but being exposed to the human world would mean that he had also revealed his life and death trump card.

However, the King of Lust has already summoned his own Altar of the Law of Lust.

It looks like a decisive battle is about to begin.

The evil altar fell from the sky, and the bottle of original sin shone further, as if it wanted to communicate with hell.

At this time, the nine wings on the back of Angel Lomir were waving, and the Holy Mountain of Light under his feet instantly turned, and unexpectedly crashed towards the evil altar.

"Boom!"

The Evil Altar opened up layers of cracks in an instant, but the Holy Mountain of Light showed no intention of stopping.

At the same time, Lomire also exposed his flaws.

The King of Hell immediately waved one hand, and the layers of chains were entangled towards Lomir. The sickle held in his other hand slashed at the angel at an extremely tricky angle.

A huge ritual circle opened behind Lomir, and countless feathers of light scattered between the sky and the earth, heading towards the King of Hell.

But suddenly, all the light feathers faded away in an instant and gradually dissipated.

The ritual array also flickered in an instant, unable to stop the King of Hell.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie!"

"Lomir, you have exposed your flaws."

This caused the King of Hell's scythe to strike Lomir's body, directly cutting off the two wings on one side of Lomir.

He had the instinct to hold back his cry of pain and fell directly from the Holy Mountain of Light.

A large piece of the Holy Mountain of Light also cracked, as if his injuries could be transmitted to the Holy Mountain of Light.

Lomir covered his shoulder with one hand and looked behind him.

"what happened?"

Lomir was not worried about his injuries, but at this moment he felt that he was gradually losing his spiritual authority.

And he turned his attention to the other people on the Holy Mountain of Light, the angels in the sky.

He discovered that the opponent's sky angel could no longer maintain his form.

Moreover, this collapse trend is not temporary, but irreversible.

"What's going on?" Everyone in the sky on the holy mountain panicked.

"My wings, my wings are melting." Everyone was extremely scared, and that fear came from deep in their hearts.

"My power is turning into pure wind." Someone was calmer and noticed the change.

"This is the initial power of the Winged Man." The Sky Angel's power is receding.

"Where did the power of God, the power given by the King of Angels go?" Everyone looked at Lomir.

Lomir was stunned for a moment.

Then, he suddenly understood something.

He looked outside the kingdom of heaven in disbelief: "Lord Duma."

However, the King of Lust behaved very coldly and indifferently. She seemed to have known about this moment, and what she did just now was just for now.

Take advantage of Lomire's flaw and kill him.

The King of Lust approached further towards the Holy Mountain of Light, and also turned to look outside, but kept walking.

She stepped on the altar of the law of lust and moved forward step by step.

"pity."

"I didn't get the last core of the trinity, and my personality was destroyed."

"It's time to take back the spirituality God has given us."

Lomir looked at the King of Lust and understood something instantly: "Is it you?"

After hearing this, Lomir shouted with great hatred towards the King of Lust.

"She is your daughter."

Meld, the King of Lust: "So, I came to take her home."

Lomir was extremely angry: "She is the god of the Kingdom of Light and never belongs to the abyss."

Likewise, the King of Lust looked at Lomir with disgust.

The dissipation of Duma's personality also made Meld's disgust towards Lomire reach the extreme. Her mood could be said to be extremely bad at this moment, and the hatred on her expression could not be concealed.

"Duma said she wanted you to become a god until the very end, but unfortunately she still didn't persist until the moment you became a god."

"you lose."

"really."

"How can a humble servant become a god!"

Lomir was completely stunned after hearing this.

Then he suddenly covered his forehead and laughed miserably.

The laughter lasted only a moment and stopped abruptly.

Then, with his hand covering his forehead, he dug out the Sky Emissary Stone between his eyebrows.

He held the bloody stone in his hand and turned it into a lightsaber.

Regardless of his injuries, Lomir showed a look of extreme hatred in his eyes. It was a twisted appearance that should not belong to the angel in the sky or the angel under the throne of God.

He ignored the power that was being transformed into ordinary power, and took advantage of the moment when the final power had not dissipated to burn out all his power.

The power of the entire Bright Holy Mountain gathered on him and turned into a sword.

The blood flowing from the big hole in his forehead dyed Lomir's entire face red, leaving only a pair of eyes still bright.

He said: "Judgment!"

His words this time were no longer understated, but full of hatred for evil and depravity, and persistence in eradicating evil.

And all the hatred and persistence seemed to turn into power and poured into the sword in his hand.

The light reaches the sky.

Bright light covered the sky and the earth, shining down from the sky high in an instant.

The sun seemed to appear for a moment in the dark night, causing countless panicked and frightened figures on the earth to raise their heads.

Looking towards the direction of the Holy Mountain.

The King of Lust had also been on guard for a long time, and he also had the intention of provoking Lomir to reveal his flaws again.

She immediately put away the Altar of the Law of Lust and blocked this powerful defensive tool in front of herself.

but.

She underestimated Lomir's sword.

He also underestimated the importance of Duma in Lomir's heart, as well as the decisiveness of Lomir's sword.

The moment the light came into contact, Lomir shattered the Altar of the Law of Lust, the King of Lust.

The King of Lust immediately stretched out the Rod of Primordial Desire to block it. As a result, even the Rod of Primordial Desire was cut into two pieces, and the lightsaber struck the King of Lust.

"ah!"

The King of Lust let out a scream.

She looked at Lomir in disbelief. This slave she looked down upon could actually burst out with such power.

The King of Lust retreated continuously, but Lomir, who was holding a lightsaber, followed closely, watching the blade approaching the opponent step by step.

At this time, the King of Hell also took action. When Lomir struck Meld, the King of Lust, he was also struck by the sickle of the King of Hell.

This time, instead of cutting off the wings, he cut them in the middle of Lomir's body.

but.

Lomir didn't care about the scythe at all. He only had Meld in his eyes. He stepped forward desperately to kill Meld.

Whether you become a god or not is no longer important.

Because he no longer has a reason to become a god.

But just as the lightsaber cut into Meld's body, his body was cut into two pieces by the death sickle.

"Boom~bang~"

This injury is also directly reflected on the Holy Mountain of Light.

The entire Holy Mountain of Light was also broken into two parts, because the Holy Mountain of Light had already become one with Lomir.

The holy mountain collapsed and collapsed, and a large number of sky angels enveloped and protected by its power also fell from the sky in an instant, screaming in horror.

"Lord Lomir."

"how so?"

"There is no other way. Without the power of the King of Angels as the cornerstone, Lord Lomir has no way to succeed."

"Even if we fight with them, even if we die, we won't be able to make them feel better."

The remaining sky angels also roared and fought with the monsters and ghosts that were besieging them from all directions.

The power of light dissipated crazily from it, filling the seal of the Bottle of Original Sin, surging into a terrifying tide.

Lomir also completely lost the support of his power. His body turned into light a little bit and was about to dissipate in the air.

Before Lomir's body truly dissipated and exited, the King of Hell immediately moved again, waving the sickle of death in the form of the terrifying God of the Dead.

It's just that the target is no longer Lomir, but another existence on the side.

It was precisely because of the loss of the altar of the law of lust that the rod of primitive desire was cut into two pieces and became Meld, the king of lust.

The King of Hell, Naproses, showed no mercy at all, and said as he struck.

"It's agreed, Duma is yours, and the Kingdom of Heaven is mine."

"Now, you got what you wanted."

"It's time to get lost."

The King of Hell, Naproses, took advantage of the situation and completely defeated the King of Lust's original desire rod, which was equivalent to interrupting the King of Lust's path to becoming a god.

There was only one spar that emitted the light of lust, which turned into a ray of light and disappeared.

——

The King of Hell's wild laughter and triumphant voice came from above, but Lomir no longer cared to listen.

The angel wings behind him slowly dissipated, transforming into a winged young man, and then the body that embarked on the road to becoming a god then lightened and then disappeared.

Unstoppable, nothing seems to be left behind.

Lomir didn't care at all. He just looked at the sky and murmured the name of the King of Angels.

"Lord Duma!"

He stretched out his hand, and that beautiful yet cold figure seemed to appear in front of his eyes.

He closed his eyes.

Time seemed to flow back to that day, back under the clock tower of the Kingdom of Heaven.

At dusk, Lomir followed Duma carefully, looking at the lights in the world.

The wind lifted her long hair, and she pointed into the distance.

"Lomir, if you could become everyone's god, what kind of god would you want to be?"

Lomir could not answer at that time, but asked Lord Duma what kind of god he wanted to be.

Duma told Lomir: "The god who protects everyone at all costs."

“A God who is kind and loves us.”

“No matter how powerful He is, He is merciful to mortals, for He is our God.”

Duma smiled sadly, she always had such a sad expression, and she told Lomir that she was an innocent person with childish wishes.

At that time, Lomir did not dare to tell Lord Duma, but now he can say it.

In a world where snow embers are falling, the Holy Mountain of Heaven breaks apart and collapses, falling from a high place, following Lomir to the end.

In the wind, his outstretched hand seemed to want to touch Duma's always sentimental face, so that she could truly smile happily.

He said to the sky: "I want to be the god who protects your innocent ideals and dreams!"

The light dissipates, like a shattered dream bubble, or a dream comes to an end.