Suinhall.

Fire City.

Nearly a month after the war started, many news slowly spread to the people of Suinhol.

This is how messages are passed in this era, except that some important message powers will be passed through the rainbow tree.

What everyone is concerned about is not the news that the southern city-state alliance is losing ground, how many people died in the war.

No one cares how many of Pence's descendants died, it would be better if they were all dead.

Everyone doesn't care who wins or loses, and even expects them to keep fighting.

but.

When Byron, the burner, blasphemed the gods, came the news that he destroyed the statues of the gods that Suinhor believed in.

It's completely different.

This news caused a thousand waves.

Everyone in the city of Huhuo shouted that they wanted to punish the King of Ten Thousand Snakes and the barbarians in the north.

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

Some people say that Byron should be tied to a pillar and burned, so that the burner becomes the burnt.

"Why hasn't the king moved yet?" Outside the palace, devout believers gathered in groups.

"You are the favored person of the gods, the king of the favored gods!" They shouted towards the palace.

"How can it be possible to look at the barbarians in the north and blaspheme our gods." Some people were almost hysterical, even hurting themselves, holding up their **** hands and shouting that the blasphemers should pay in blood.

At the same time, an even more terrifying news was presented to the Suinhor ruling class.

Suinhol's people have been investigating the Abyss Order recently, looking for detailed information about the disaster that year.

soon.

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

Unlike other disasters created by the Abyss Order, it is a ritual to create the King of the Abyss.

Most importantly, they succeeded.

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

Even if the King of Ten Thousand Snakes deliberately concealed it, how could such an existence be concealed just like that.

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

"I found it!"

"The letter says that it has been confirmed that Byron, the Burner, is the preliminaries of the King of Fury in the Abyss!"

In Suinhoor's palace, the kings, nobles, and servants present showed disbelief.

What I can't believe is not only that Byron, the famous figure, is the furious son of the Abyss Order, but even more shocking is that such a figure has become the legion commander of the Royal Court of Ten Thousand Snakes, which can be said to have entered the core of power.

Would Darkmoon not know?

If he knew it, would he still use such an existence to represent something?

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

Before you know it, has the influence of the abyss reached this point?

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

"Fallen man!"

"The blasphemy!"

"It's no wonder that he would do such evil acts, destined to be punished by God!"

Someone immediately echoed: "The King of Ten Thousand Snakes has fallen, and they must have fallen."

Someone suggested to the king of the gods: "King, you can't sit back and watch."

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

Wang thought about it for a moment, then said.

"It hasn't reached that point yet, and there is no evidence that the rest of the King of Ten Thousand Snakes are related to the Abyss Church."

This other person, obviously speaking of Dark Moon.

The King of God's Favored by Suinhoor's generation was much tougher this time, and he was very decisive compared to the previous one, and he didn't sway any more.

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

"This blasphemer, the wicked who fell into the abyss, he has betrayed the gods and the serpent man."

"He must not be allowed to achieve the goals of those evil beings in the abyss."

This time.

Everyone in Suinhol couldn't just sit back and watch.

Because it's about the oracle, about the world's most evil and greatest threat - the abyss.

The son of the King of God's Favorites personally put on the life tool, the certificate of the blood-favored person. Some of today's three-leaf symbiosis have been reincarnated many times. With the powerful prop of the blood-favored person's certificate, they can play an extraordinary role. The power of imagination.

comparable to the power of the apostles.

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

under the palace.

The young man was dressed in quaint battle armor, with a blood-colored cloak fluttering 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 enemy of God will surely die under my gun!"

In an instant, the prince's figure began to change, and the blood-colored power spread along the steps.

A pair of blood wings suddenly grew out of his back, waving them into the sky.

On the border of Suinhor, there is also a corps that is rapidly gathering.

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

Witnessing a scene I haven't seen for a long time.

The certificate of the blood-loved person that has not been used for many years.

In the eyes of most people in Suinhor, this blood-colored cloak is the will of God.

Those who hold it are punishing on behalf of the gods.

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

Although this time Suinhoor did not directly fight with the Royal Court of Ten Thousand Snakes, nor did he intervene in the war in name.

but to deal with the enemy of God.

Punish the wicked and fallen of the abyss.

But with this name, they can justifiably keep the southern city-state alliance, and even carry out verbal attacks on the inside of the Ten Thousand Snake Royal Court, dismantling this huge kingdom that has been a threat to them since ancient times.

If successful, it will be a gluttonous feast. ——

dream world.

The place where the womb of purgatory is located.

When Suinhoor's Blood Blessed One left, the news about him was also passed on to Senge, the chief priest of the Abyss Order.

Senge opened his eyes and got up from the black quagmire.

"It's finally starting!"

He frowned, looking calm and happy.

"Byron!"

"Are you ready? Your hour of death has come."

"How would you choose?"

"When everything you know and the truth you know is a lie, how do you choose?"

"When your inherited ideals run counter to your hatred."

"Do you choose that nihilistic ideal, or ignite the world with vengeful anger?"

Senge said, the corners of his mouth raised more and more.

While he was speaking, he was still moving forward, and came under that evil carcass.

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

This time.

He put his hand on it.

Being so close, through a layer of thin film, you can completely see the original appearance of the fetus inside.

It was a being in the form of a god.

He looks like the arrogant king of the abyss, Yafoan, before he became a bone demon. He looks like he is sleeping with his eyes closed.

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

First, the mythical spirituality polluted by the winged people, that is, the primordial black mud, this is the most core thing.

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

Third, a powerful apostle took the primordial black mud from the dream world and made the core of the abyss truly take shape.

The success of the purgatory ceremony 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.

Then take in the black mud and purgatory will of the dream world, and complete a huge sacrifice, and you will be able to succeed completely.

but now.

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

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

Senger stood under the womb of purgatory, looking at his master through the membrane.

he knows.

If you go, you shouldn't be coming back.

Even if it comes back, it's another form.

A picture appeared in his mind, and he remembered the scene of his childhood.

Their family was enslaved by the nobles of the Ten Thousand Snake Royal Court, and their father died while building the castle for the master.

The family lost their support. Not only did the master not have any compensation, but more people came to bully them because of their orphans and widows.

Because they're from Evel.

The last two young brothers starved to death, and even the mother went mad.

He left his hometown and finally joined the Abyss Sect and became a member of this group of lunatics.

When he was a child, the stories he heard most were about Huberne and Avon.

At that time, he didn't know that the arrogant king of the abyss was the former Aphoan.

No one knows either.

How excited he was when he received the call of Aphean.

"Lord Yafoan!"

"I should be going."

"This is not Byron's revenge."

"It's our revenge."

"The hatred of the Evil people never ends."

There was no sadness on Senge's face, only laughter and anticipation.

Perhaps, from the moment his mother went mad, he went mad with him.

In this crazy world, in this crazy abyss sect, you can only survive if you become more crazy.

"The Royal Court of Ten Thousand Snakes!"

"Son of Pence!"

"They have to pay for what they did."

After Senge said this, he was covered with black mud.

disappeared into the dream world.

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

There are all kinds of terrifying wall carvings in the Black Stone Magic Palace, engraving those bloody, terrifying and terrifying scenes.

And two of the wall carvings, which have absolutely nothing to do with the abyss, are placed at the top of these horror works.

It seems that the arrogant king Aphoan thinks too.

The content of this mural is the horror and despair beyond the abyss.

In the second mural, there is a huge mountain. Below the mountain is a lake as vast as the sea with snow and salt piled up on the shore. The mountain and the clouds are connected together.

A city is built by hollowing out the mountain, and it is piled up layer by layer.

This is a city of gods. At the highest point of the holy mountain, the sacred temple surpasses 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 in the painting and the depiction in the city tell everyone that this is a picture scroll of doomsday.

Darkness shrouded the sky, halos scattered in the sky, a terrifying human figure stood at the end of the sky, standing between the present and the illusory, and was incompatible with the human world.

This is myth.

Behind the human figure is a circle, densely packed with complex and terrifying runes and forbidden words.

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

Cthulhu.

Little man in a bottle.

The evil gods in the murals radiate light, shining on the entire mountain.

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

The wall carvings come alive, lie on it and take a closer look, you can even see that the faces and eyes of those who died still retain the fear and despair before death.

If there is purgatory in the world.

This is the real purgatory.

It is not just this terrible catastrophe that is desperate, but that there is no hope in sight, no room for resistance and change.

The arrogant king Yafoan read out the name of the wall carving: "The Disaster of the Evil God!"

And the wall carving in the first picture, the background is still this sacred mountain, and the temple standing in the sky,

The overwhelming supernatural beings formed an army to surround the mountain; a large number of circling winged demons spread their wings, covering the sky and the sun.

The ancient Apostle of God summoned an army of puppets, and a large number of Tier 3 powers drove various colossal statues; one by one, the colossus of tens of meters and hundreds of meters formed an army to attack the holy mountain.

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

The terrifying dark **** holds a bronze book in one hand and reaps life with a scythe in the other; the young **** Asai controls the gate of truth, and the **** named Stuen turns into a sea of ​​blood and devours the world.

The arrogant king Aphian read out the name of the painting: "The Battle of the Gods!"

This was a long, long time ago.

The scene that Yafoan saw from the ghost Polik, the picture of the previous era.

At that time, Yafoan was completely at a loss from the shock.

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

Ask Pollick.

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

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

Pollick said this was just the beginning.

"Desperate?"

"This is just the beginning."

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

"He did touch the secret of truth, but he didn't expect that what he created was a freak, and he himself fell asleep at the moment when the evil **** appeared."

"The evil **** was born, and disaster befalls this world."

now.

Yafoan, the arrogant king of the abyss, stared at this mural, and two words were spit out from his white teeth.

"Asai God!"

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

in the fortress.

Byron, the commander of the Sun Flame Legion, was inspecting his army, many of whom were young people from Pansi City.

Many of them are former friends of Byron, from Ziyu West District.

They, like Byron, experienced that catastrophe first-hand and lost something important in the catastrophe.

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

just like.

The same as the former Darkmoon General.

You can win with Byron, but the people who follow him have become a fire pattern on his right arm.

He is like a flame that devours the life of the enemy as well as the life of his companions.

Byron stood in the crowd and said to everyone.

"We've won!"

"It's just the last step, to take down that city."

"Peace will come, we will completely clean up the existence that disturbs this country and order, and a whole new country will be born as General Darkmoon said."

"The sacrifices made in the past will become worthwhile."

"And everything you do will become valuable."

Byron also said to himself in his heart: "Everything I do, I choose to undertake the power of the abyss, will also become valuable."

Among the crowd, a young man asked.

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

Before Byron could answer, the deputy commander said loudly, "It will definitely happen!"

The entire legion fell into cheers, and the fighting spirit was high.

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

In Byron's heart, it seemed that he still cared about the new country that General Darkmoon was talking about.

A picture of the future.

He was burdened with hatred, he had endless anger, and he never fell asleep despite having nightmares again and again.

But the sense of justice left by the former self, the wish left by the childish and reckless self, still remained on him.

At least.

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

However, in Byron's expectation.

The last thing he waited for was an order, ordering the Sunflame Alchemy Legion to go to the road of the giant snake, to guard against the possible changes in the Alpans fortress of Suinhor at any time.

The task of attacking the Winged Demon City was carried out by the Silver Snake Corps who had just arrived.

"why?"

Byron could not understand.

The enemy was right in front of him. He was first held down and waited for the Silver Snake Army; after the Silver Snake Army arrived, he was transferred to the Road of the Giant Snake.

Although it was said that the Suinhor Corps on the Serpent's Road had changed, he still couldn't accept it.

The deputy legion commander said to Byron solemnly when he saw the order.

"Byron!"

"This is an order!"

It was still difficult for Byron to accept, but the words of the deputy commander had already been said.

Military orders are like mountains and cannot be disobeyed.

He could only watch the Silver Snake Army take over the defense of the fortress and prepare to launch the final general attack on the Winged Demon City, while he rushed to the Serpent Road and the Alpans Fortress with the Sunflame Army.

When he was on the march, the Silver Snake Alchemy Legion and a large number of other ordinary legions attacked the Winged Demon City under heavy siege.

At this point, Wing Demon City didn't have any decent resistance at all, and some people even directly opened the city and surrendered.

After the Silver Snake Corps entered the city, they immediately hunted down all the core members of the Southern City-State Alliance in the city.

Then.

Without any intention of judgment, they will be executed in the city.

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

"Byron?"

"How will you be here?"

The commander of the Silver Snake Alchemy Corps, who was in charge of monitoring, was very surprised when he saw Byron.

After he reacted, he reprimanded loudly.

"You left the Legion and came back?"

"Do you know what you are doing?"

"You are disobeying the military order. You don't know what will happen to a legion without a legion commander."

Byron watched the chained rebels, one by one waiting to be hanged under the gallows.

These great nobles and lords who used to be high above the ground are now pale and trembling, and some are incontinent on the spot.

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

Byron glanced at the commander of the Silver Snake Corps.

"I don't care what the credit is, and I don't care who broke the Winged Demon City in the end."

"But there are some issues that I have to figure out."

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

The soaring fire surrounded him in a circle, isolating everyone else, leaving only himself and the prisoners waiting to die.

The commander of the Silver Serpent clearly felt Byron's decision.

Even if he himself is a third-order power, but in the case of Byron fighting a third-order snake man and a third-order big-winged demon, it pales in comparison.

and.

His credit for winning Wing Demon City is also equal to the other party's free gift, he really has no confidence to dare to turn against the other party.

Little by little, Byron walked up to the target he had thought was the mastermind behind it.

King of the League of Southern City-States.

"Did you do it?"

"The disaster that broke out in Pansi City that year? Did you collude with the Abyss Religion?"

"What about the Abyss Cultists?"

"where are they?"

The other party was dazed by Byron's question, and he didn't understand what Byron was talking about.

Byron became impatient, and directly stretched out his hand and pressed the other's head.

"Mind reading!"

As a power user of the third-order peak, he is still very proficient in reading minds, and these ordinary people cannot deceive him without caring about the damage of the opponent.

"Tell me, did you do what happened back then?"

"Tell me, where are the abyss believers who escaped, the two fallen priests, and the abyss priest?"

Byron became more and more excited, almost roaring.

But the other party is still blank, even though the body is twitching in pain, but the mouth is still talking.

"not me!"

"not me."

"It's not really 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 doubt,

"Not lying?"

"Not you?"

Byron got up: "How could it not be you? Who else could it be?"

Byron was overwhelmed. He looked at his mortal enemy in front of him. He had always regarded him as his worst enemy, juxtaposed with the chief priest of the Abyss Order.

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

Finally, this person 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 his head 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 side's face, but there was no answer or picture that Byron wanted in his mind.

"Not you?"

Byron was like a lunatic, grabbing a man and asking the same answer.

"Is that you?"

"is that you?"

Byron finally found out.

None of the people present knew the truth of what happened back then.

Byron stood on the wooden platform and turned around in a circle, as if he was dizzy.

He looked at the people under the stage looking at him, and then looked back at the prisoners on the gallows, completely lost in confusion.

"do not know?"

"Why doesn't anyone know?"

Byron withdrew the flames that surrounded the gallows and came down from the heights.

The head of the Silver Snake Legion gave an order and told the others to continue the execution.

The king of the Southern Alliance of City-States was hanged on the rope, and he slowly died.

Suddenly.

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

He used to look forward to seeing this scene, and he thought this was the answer and result he wanted.

But at this moment.

Only deep doubts remain.

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

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

He couldn't find the enemy, there was a monstrous anger in his body, but he was locked in a jar.

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

"Why are you in such a hurry to execute them?"

The commander of the Silver Snake Army replied, "It's the general's order."

Byron then asked, "Why the hurry?"

The commander of the Silver Snake Corps said: "Because of Suinhoor's threat, only if these people are all cleaned up, Suinhoor has no reason to interfere in the affairs of the Royal Court of Ten Thousand Snakes."

Byron didn't speak, just lowered his head.

Once the seeds of doubt are planted.

It's hard to remove.

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

But at this moment, there was a strong doubt in his heart. ——

On the same day, he pretended to leave the Winged Demon City and rushed to the road of the giant snake.

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

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

In the end is the real behind the scenes has not been really found?

still is.

The Darkmoon General he had always believed was lying,

all of these.

This made Byron deeply puzzled.

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 Church.

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

finally.

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

And, in a swagger way.

What he didn't expect was that he found out that the commander of the Silver Snake Legion was in contact with the cultists of the Abyss Religion.

In the army's garrison, a cloaked mystery came quietly.

In a house, talking with the captain of the Silver Snake Legion.

This time, Byron couldn't hold back.

He appeared directly in the room, in front of the commander of the Silver Snake Army.

"Silver snake?"

"Can you give me a reason?"

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

The commander of the Silver Snake Army also looked puzzled, the one that Byron hated the most recently.

"A person from the Abyss Religion?"

"He's a businessman who sells alchemy tools."

"wrong!"

"What's the matter with you, Byron? Didn't I let you guard the road of the giant snake?"

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

Byron didn't talk much to the Captain of the Silver Serpent.

As soon as he made his move, he directly caught the evildoer who wanted to escape.

The power of the evildoer leaked out, and the body began to mutate.

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

Silver Snake immediately shouted: "How come?"

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

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

Byron was directly preparing to use the third-order magic technique. The strong fluctuation of power in his body caused the silver snake to stand on the spot and dare not make any moves to stimulate the person in front of him.

Byron completely stopped believing the man in front of him.

He grabbed the wicked man, his fingers violently clasped his skull, and the curse imprints flowed along his arms and penetrated into the opponent's body.

He directly extracted all his memories.

Soon, he got some information he wanted.

He immediately looked at the other end of the city, turned into a group of flames and rushed there.

immediately.

From the building that Byron was targeting, an abyss cultist rushed out, and the moment Byron approached, the other party immediately sensed it.

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

"Senge!"

"I caught you again."

When Byron's voice came out, a huge flame cover directly shrouded the earth.

The densely packed flame puppets staggered out and turned into a huge ritual formation, a seal enchantment.

Since the last time he let Seng escape, Byron has begun to think about how to trap the other party.

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

"Burning Heart Demon Puppet!"

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

"Roar!"

But the furious Byron opened his mouth, and a huge shadow appeared behind him.

There was the whistling sound of the wind in the air, and Byron actually swallowed Senge's flame puppet directly.

Once trapped in place, Senger, who has lost his flexibility, is the opponent of Byron, the son of rage.

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

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

Byron suppressed his anger for many years, and finally let out a little bit of vent.

"tell me!"

"The Fallen Priest Senge!"

"What about the chief priest of your abyss sect, where is he now?"

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

"Grand Priest?"

"The chief priest has already died, and he died after the ceremony of the Son of Rage."

Byron didn't believe it: "Dead?"

"Do you think I believe it?"

Senge was overwhelmed, and the pain rushed into his mind along his head, but he did not let out a painful wailing, but kept laughing.

"Is there anything strange about being dead?"

"I killed it!"

Byron: "You killed it?"

Senger seems to feel his own death situation, but it doesn't matter.

"As of now, there is nothing to hide."

"do not you know?"

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

He shouted: "Darkmoon was about to end. He needed a disaster to keep his general's position, and a disaster to divert everyone's attention."

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

"It's his Dark Moon!"

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

"The son of rage ceremony allowed him to master the Royal Court of Ten Thousand Snakes, stabilize his position, and get you, the son of rage."

"We joined forces a long time ago."

"Did you know? The dark moon, the afterglow of the lunar eclipse, was created by me."

"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 a son of rage for us. I also used his hand to clean up my enemies and became the chief priest of the Abyss Religion."

Seng Ge is acting like a complete abyss sect madman.

"That disaster was really wonderful, we are a win-win, a win-win!"

"That guy in the dark moon is also a lunatic!"

"He shouldn't be a general, he should come to our abyss sect, he is the real... a fallen person!"

Byron was thoroughly stimulated by the news. He clasped Senge's head with his hands, and his fingernails were digged into the bones.

But what didn't match his violent movements was his face, and he shook his head gently.

"I do not believe!"

"I do not believe!"

But when a person hypnotizes himself with this tone of voice, it means that deep down he has begun to believe.

so.

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

"I do not believe!"

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

This method has little effect on powerful powers of the same rank as Byron. Even if they completely subdue the opponent, they can only see some incomplete pictures in memory.

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

If the other party intends to control, he will get nothing.

And it is not difficult for such a powerful person to control what he will not recall.

But at this time, Senge did not resist the opponent's magic, and even cooperated with Byron faintly.

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

There.

It is the residence of General Darkmoon in Pence City.

It was an evening, before the disaster broke out that day, and Byron was just an ignorant teenager.

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

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

that day.

Senge, who was only a fallen priest at the time, put on a cloak to cover his face, entered a magnificent mansion at the invitation of the lieutenant, and saw a figure practicing swordsmanship.

It was the man that Byron trusted most all along.

Dark Moon seemed to have known Senge at that time, and was very skillful in having a conversation with him.

Finally, Senger told Darkmoon.

"The son of rage is about to be born!"

"Please also prepare the general, that is the highest being able to have the power of an apostle or even beyond the apostle."

In Wing Demon City.

In the flame barrier, Byron, who held Senge's head tightly, suddenly let go of his hand, and at this time Senge had only one breath left.

He was tortured inhumanly, convulsing on the ground.

And this time, Byron also completely understood.

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

I understand why Dark Moon was able to solve the disaster in such a timely manner, and understand why Dark Moon was so eager to kill the ruler of the Southern City-State Alliance.

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

"So...is everything like this?"

Senge vomited blood, and the whole person became a blood man.

He couldn't move his body at all, he could only roll his eyes to look at Byron.

"How about it?"

"Is the truth desperate?"

Seeing Byron's despair, he became proud.

"Byron, I told you, you were a victim!"

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

"All are victims of Darkmoon's realization of his ideals."

"He sacrificed your entire family, and even yourself, to forge his ideal kingdom."

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

"what!"

"Byron!"

"How great you are."

"Sacrificing yourself, sacrificing everything you have, to light up the world."

"Everyone has been redeemed, only you and your family have fallen into purgatory."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

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

Finally, Senger looked at Byron.

In one sentence, Byron's last line of defense was completely defeated.

"Did you hear that?"

"The voice of your mother falling into purgatory?"

"Byron...it hurts!"

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

"It really hurts."

"Byron...Byron...help me...by..."

Byron was completely mad, his body trembled like a sieve, and raging fire poured out of him.

Senger completely ignited Byron's anger.

It raised his inner flame, which had nowhere to vent, to a limit.

It can be seen that the light of myth is lit up in Byron's chest, which is the characteristic of the Seed of Rage that will be completely digested.

Now Byron is gradually crossing the threshold of the son of rage, and is moving little by little towards the real king of rage.

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

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

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

But the city was already in chaos, and thousands of people watched the flame giant and fled into the distance.

"Monster...monster!"

"Fire, it's going to catch fire again."

"Run!"

"Run!"

"Go outside, get out of here quickly."

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

He didn't say a word, and didn't show any expression.

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

His pupils have completely disappeared, and all that remains is the flames of rage.

The flames spread from Senge's body, and he saw his bones and blood dry a little bit.

Die in the cruelest and most painful way possible.

Senger also became a sacrifice.

It was swallowed up by the fire of rage and sent to the fetus of purgatory in the dream world.

In the fire, Senge, who was sacrificed to the fetus of purgatory, gradually became blurred at this time.

It seems that he is no longer crazy, and before the moment when his body turned to ashes, he said the last words in his life.

"Go!"

"Byron!"

"Go!"

His voice was hoarse ~lightnovelpub.net~ with the same hatred as Byron.

"To the real enemy, to the world, to vent your anger."

Senger is dead, but the hatred and anger in Byron's chest is building up.

Hatred and fury were about to consume his sanity.

And this time.

The sky suddenly turned bloody, and a river of blood rushed down from a height, surrounding the Winged Demon City.

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

Prince of Suinhol.

Arrived.

"Byron the Fallen!"

"God's punishment is coming!"