The soaring fire was burning like a pillar of fire in the corner of the city.

The flame puppets, large and small, hovered in the sky, extremely unstable, and crackling explosions erupted from time to time.

Byron stood in the flames and merged with the flames. It could be seen that he gradually lost his human form and was turning into a complete flame.

A monster made of fire.

The flames were burning through every inch of his skin, destroying his body and then reshaping it.

Byron's body was dissolving, his face was burned, and the flames blackened his bones.

He was still standing dumbfounded in the fire, muttering in his mouth.

"Mother!"

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

"Mother, I feel it."

"It really hurts!"

"Really...it hurts!"

He was digesting the seeds of rage, and he was being swallowed by rage.

Byron was looking at the world in the form of flames and monsters, the flames jumping in front of him, and he felt that the whole world was distorting.

"Dark Moon!"

The appearance of this person appeared in front of his eyes, and now he realized that he hadn't seen this person clearly from the beginning.

wrong.

From the very beginning, he didn't see what the world really looked like.

He looked at the flame puppets hovering in the sky, as if he could feel the anger in each of them.

Before they became monsters and puppets, they were all survivors of that disaster.

To realize the new nation the Darkmoon spoke of, and to seek an answer from their foes.

They chose to become this way.

They firmly believe that the Darkmoon is the savior, the one who saves this country and everyone.

They believed that the Darkmoon could punish their foes.

But when the results came, Byron found that Dark Moon was a participant in that disaster.

Byron stared at the puppets, thinking of his comrades-in-arms.

That Zhang Zhang believes in himself and the faces of General Darkmoon.

They are all so young, they firmly believe in the right and wrong in the world; when they choose to die and become monsters, they go one by one without hesitation.

"no value!"

"Our sacrifices, everything we've done."

"No value."

"There is no justice in this world, there is no good or evil, only deception, and only unscrupulous means."

"Everyone is cheating on each other, everyone is betraying each other, and everyone is a victim."

"Sacrificing others to achieve a purpose."

"Sacrificing others for profit."

"Sacrificing others to prove faith."

"In this world, everyone is being swallowed by everyone else."

At this time, the river of blood rolled down in the sky, and the prince of Suinhoor shouted out Byron's name.

"Byron the Fallen!"

"God's punishment is coming."

He is tall and handsome, and his voice is full of energy.

At this moment he represents the gods and justice.

And below.

A fallen man who turned into a monster and gave up his identity as a snake man.

The terrifying flame monster raised its head and looked at the prince of Suinhor, the blood-loved one of this generation.

"I?"

"Fallen man?"

When Byron heard this title, he wanted to laugh wildly. He felt extremely mocked.

"Am I a fallen person?"

"Am I a fallen person?"

"Hahahahahaha, am I a fallen person?"

Byron's roar shook between the clouds, and the entire city and the princes above the sky could clearly feel Byron's rage.

"Degenerate and crazy!"

"It's you."

"It's the gods above!"

"No one cares about us, everyone only cares about their own purpose, never about anyone else."

"It's like this with beasts, it's like this with snake people, and it's like this with gods."

Byron did not look at the prince again, but looked above the sea of ​​clouds, as if glaring at the gods above.

"God Punishment?"

"What divine punishment?"

"I do not accept your judgment."

"You guys are not qualified to judge me, you can't represent justice, and you can't represent the world."

"It's just some heartless but powerful monsters. If you want to kill me, just come directly, don't pretend to be righteous."

in a roar.

His power began to break through in the manner of the Infernal Favor.

A large number of flame puppets have long formed a ritual array, the Divine Grace Stone was born in the flames, and quickly created Byron's mythical organ.

But Byron's mythical organ is very strange, a heart that jumps in flames.

The mutant flames poured out of his heart and formed Byron's body.

This is a somewhat crude, slightly modified Divine Favor.

From the hand of Aphoan.

Before Asai had woken up, Yafuan had already obtained the Divine Grace compiled by Anhofus Bone Demon Transformation Secret Code and the second-generation truth sage Lan En.

The prince of Suinhol immediately felt that something was wrong.

"Ok?"

"It turned out to be fourth-order?" Everyone in Suinhoor thought that Byron was only third-order.

"No, he's breaking through the fourth order." But immediately, he noticed the opponent's small movements.

He also did not expect that when he found the other party, it was also the time when the other party was breaking through.

Without hesitation, he started.

In the river of blood, flesh and blood condensed out, and a seemingly alive earth-moving dragon appeared under Prince Suinhore.

Under the instillation of the blood river's power, the figures of the Earth Xinglong and Prince Suinhoor continued to expand, and the armor and cloak on Suinhore also swelled along with it.

In the end, he became a majestic giant riding a giant earth-walking dragon.

The two together exceed more than 100 meters.

The terrifying shadow is projected in the Winged Demon City, bringing an unparalleled shock.

It is no wonder that once the certificate of the blood-blessed person in Suinhor is dispatched, it is called divine punishment. In the face of such power, few people can withstand the impact of their hearts.

Not only that, but one figure after another in the blood river stood up one after another.

A legion appeared directly behind him.

Many of these legions don't look like people from this era, and there are even characters from the distant wild era.

They are all people who once died under the certificate of the Blood Blessed One.

This piece of life props that has been passed down for thousands of years, the certificate of the blood-loved one, I don't know how many characters have died under this weapon.

now.

This death army is following this generation of blood-lovers, charging down the river of blood.

The son of fury, Byron, also rushed towards the sky. The flames in his palms kept gathering, and they exploded directly after throwing them out.

"Boom!"

The flames burst to form air waves, which spread layer by layer above the Winged Demon City.

The air wave directly pressed many people on the ground to the ground.

This is obviously a heuristic attack.

But soon, the other party led the death army to rush out of the fire in the sky.

The river of blood rolled down towards Byron.

There was no damage to the other party, and Byron also understood that this was an existence with absolute apostle-level power.

And it is still a very mature power form that has been used for a thousand years.

At last.

The leaping flame giant collided with the blood river.

"Boom!"

The steady stream of blood rivers evaporated, but more blood rivers poured in in the future, which seemed to completely drown the flame giant.

Byron yelled: "I see how much blood you have, and I will burn it for you."

The blood-loved person looked at Byron with contempt: "Evil, you are just a candle in the wind, and you dare to try to resist the mighty power bestowed by God."

Byron played with the flames, and all kinds of explosions kept coming.

The flames burned the sky, and the flame puppets shuttled towards Suinhore's blood-loved ones.

The cloak behind the Blood Blessed is connected to the Blood River, and from time to time it turns into a blood shield that covers the sky and blocks the power of Byron.

Through the battle, the Blood Blessed found something.

The blood-blessed one's eyes were sharp: "Your mythical organ is the heart, Byron, the fallen man, I have found your weakness."

And the armband in his hand transformed into a variety of weapons, constantly stabbing at Byron's heart.

This is clearly a legacy.

It was obvious at a glance that Byron's heart was his fatality.

Byron was constantly dodging the other's unpredictable weapons, daring not to rush towards the other party recklessly.

The fight is but a moment.

Byron is at a disadvantage.

But the same fourth-order power, the other party has no choice but to get him for the time being.

It's just that after Byron discovered the power of the other party, he didn't want to entangle with the blood-blessed person and prince of Suinhor in front of him.

He was furious at the moment.

He just wants to find that person now.

But Suinhoor's blood-blessed ones are obviously not so easy to get rid of. Byron's flame puppets are wiped out one by one and killed by the blood river.

During the battle, Byron came up with a plan.

At this time, Byron's heart jumped in his chest and made a sound like a big drum. His power was released unscrupulously, and he seemed to be competing with the opponent.

But both Byron and the other party knew that this state would not last long.

But Byron said provocatively at this time.

"Ok?"

"Is this God's punishment?"

"Looks like it's nothing special, doesn't it?"

How could the Blood Blessed hear that Byron insulted his **** like this, especially when he was in front of an abyssal evildoer who committed blasphemous acts not long ago.

He took a step back, obviously something big was about to happen.

"Nothing great?"

The gaze under the helmet is like a sharp blade, completely tearing up Byron in front of him.

"A person who gave up human dignity and chose to fall into the abyss."

"today."

"Just let you see the real power!"

The sky darkened when Suinhoor's Bloodblesser waved the spear in his hand.

A red moon shadow appeared behind the Blood Blessed One,

Byron burst into a cry: "It's now!"

Byron seems to have seized the opportunity at this time and used this neutral position to perform some powerful magic.

I saw the flame monster's heart beating, and the flames poured out.

A full ten flame giants were erected on the ground, surrounding Suinhor's blood-loved ones in a circle.

They surrounded each other and seemed to be casting some powerful magic, or a seal.

Suinhoor's blood-blessed person shouted out two bytes in the language of the three-leaf people.

"Blood!"

The Shadow of the Blood Moon and the Blood Blessed One merged into one, and the terrifying power spread as the spear swung out.

The ten flame giants were instantly swept into two, and Byron in the center was also directly pierced through his chest.

But after puncturing it, the Blood Blessed One showed a puzzled expression.

"It doesn't feel right?"

He withdrew the gun, and saw the flame giants in front of him explode and collapse in an instant.

The cloak behind the Blood Blessed One immediately rolled back.

Blocked the aftermath of the explosion.

The terrifying flames drowned the Blood Blessed One, but did nothing to hurt him.

But those flames scattered into countless stream fires in an instant.

Slowly fall from a height.

This is not a killer move, it is just a means to confuse the blood-loved ones.

And the fire ignited the city, so that the blood-loved must make a choice, either to pursue Byron or choose to save people.

At this moment.

The real Byron, with his mythical organs, has disappeared without a trace.

This is obviously not the means that Byron could have come up with in the past.

After so many years of military training, Byron has grown a lot.

The power of the Power of Life was fully revealed in this battle, but the flexibility and change of the Power of Wisdom was also reflected in Byron's body.

The Blood Blessed watched the fire fall from the sky, drowning the entire Winged Demon City.

The city is set on fire.

turned into a sea of ​​fire.

The existence of the two apostles, at the same time, released their power with all their strength.

This is natural disaster.

Where does he have the mind to find what Byron is there.

If he caused such a disaster with his own hands, he would just sit back and ignore it.

It is estimated that he will be lost immediately, even if he is a three-leaf symbiosis, it is estimated that he will be punished when he returns to the country of blood.

He immediately plunged into the sea of ​​​​fire.

Looking at the horizon filled with raging fire, watching thousands of people devoured by the flames, howling in the fire.

Born in the city of fire protection, the prince who is used to seeing peace has never seen such a scene.

Of course he knew Byron's plan, but it was because he knew that he was so angry and unreasonable.

"How dare you do this?"

"Sure enough, it's a fallen person, and it really is an abyss cultist."

"This is a person from the Royal Court of Ten Thousand Snakes, this is your compatriot, your compatriot."

"not mine!"

Although these people in the city have long given up the belief in the Mother of Ten Thousand Snakes, they have chosen the Crimson Goddess.

And the end of the day.

Byron turned into a transparent and illusory shadow at this moment, standing on the hillside overlooking the Winged Demon City from afar.

Look at the city engulfed in flames.

This scene is very similar to the disaster in Pansi City, and even more cruel.

How many people like Byron will be created by this disaster?

How much hatred will there be?

But Byron didn't care about anything at this time, he looked at the sea of ​​​​fire.

At last.

Turn away.

"Dark Moon!"

"I'm here to find you!"

—

Eclipse City.

When the Silver Snake Army broke through the Winged Demon City of the Southern City-State Alliance and executed the rebels of the Southern City-State Alliance.

This new capital of the King of Ten Thousand Snakes ushered in an unprecedented celebration.

No more prohibitions, no more curfews, General Darkmoon declared that the whole city celebrated for three days.

All can drink and get drunk.

There were a large number of entertainers in the streets and alleys, the shops were full of people, and the whole city erupted with far more than ordinary vitality.

And after the reformation, the King of Ten Thousand Snakes is indeed no longer the same as before.

This rotten dynasty and old machine, start to turn again.

They are learning about the Land of the Sunrise, imitating Suinhol, and exploring their own.

This country is changing every day.

Government Hall.

As night fell slowly, the building gradually became empty, but General Darkmoon, the supreme commander of the country, did not leave.

He and the lieutenant stood in front of the window, watching the country they rebuilt and the new order they rebuilt.

Today, General Darkmoon seems to have something to say, but he has not spoken.

The lieutenant did not speak either, and kept waiting.

Watching the sun go down completely, at this time General Darkmoon asked the lieutenant.

"Remember when we first started joining the army?"

The lieutenant replied: "Remember, several rebellions broke out at that time, and we were trained by the new army to suppress the rebellion."

"Played game after game, and that's how we climbed up."

"So many brothers died!"

General Dark Moon followed suit, in a plain tone, but even more desolate.

"Yeah! A lot of people died!"

"The family is dead, and so is the brother."

"Let's take the knife again and kill other people's family members and other people's brothers."

"It's not over."

In front of the lieutenant general, he really showed his thoughts, no longer the appearance of righteousness and awe.

"We are not afraid of killing people, and we don't care whether the dead are innocent or not. We have all killed men, women, the elderly, and children."

"Because of an order, we are no longer human, but a tool for killing."

"But we, the murderers, ended up killing ourselves so much that we were afraid."

"You mean...isn't that funny?"

"Because we know that one day we too will be killed by other people in our madness."

"And even more ridiculous!"

"So many people have been killed, so many people have died, and the meaning of even a single death can't be found."

"Animals are fighting for food, and we are fighting as if to kill each other."

General Dark Moon's eyes moved slightly: "I was thinking at the time, what kind of country and what kind of world is this?"

"Is such a world created by the gods?"

"Is the gods who created us such a fool?"

General Darkmoon turned his head and looked at the lieutenant who had been following him.

"I don't understand!"

"I don't understand why this is happening?"

"I thought that with power, everything could be changed."

"But after one victory after another, it brings endless wars."

"Everyone is crazy."

"Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, self-destruct."

"The descendants of the King of Ten Thousand Snakes were fighting, and under the transfer of power, blood flowed in the palace, and all the kings were trembling on the throne, afraid that the people under the seat would raise their butcher knives."

"The lords and nobles of various territories are fighting, killing people, for fear that they will be killed by others if they move too slowly."

"Civilians who can't survive are also fighting, killing mountains of corpses and seas of blood, because only by killing others can they survive."

The lieutenant was silent, because he was also one of the confused, the murderer who was lost in madness.

In such an environment, no one can remain sane.

He was used to seeing all kinds of perverts and all kinds of lunatics, and even he couldn't hide the twisted and crazy side in his heart.

Even the Dark Moon General in front of him did the same.

He knew what kind of madness the general in front of him, the consul who had become increasingly refined, had lost his mind.

General Darkmoon was still talking to himself.

"Finally, I found out."

"It's not enough to have power. It's not the people who have the problem, but the world and the kingdom."

"It's order and rules."

General Darkmoon suddenly clenched his fists and suddenly showed excitement.

"if!"

"Killing traitors will not solve the problem, destroying the country in war will not solve the problem, and killing the nobles will not solve the problem."

He slapped the window sill fiercely, and the look in his eyes suddenly changed.

At this time, it reminds people that this is a general who came out of the sea of ​​​​corpses.

He spit out words that made people tremble, and the killing intent boiled to the peak.

"Then we will kill the country!"

"Kill this broken order."

He had a grim face and said in a hoarse voice.

"I want…"

"Break the rules of this world."

"Break the current order."

The lieutenant looked at General Dark Moon all the time. He knew that Dark Moon was extremely depressed. At this moment, he just released the depression in his heart inadvertently.

Looking at the current general, the lieutenant was also terrified.

he said immediately.

"General, you succeeded."

"The provincial system has been successful. Next, the five southern regions will be logically divided into five provinces. Next, as long as we move forward step by step, we will be able to turn all the territories of the royal court into provinces. We have broken the legacy of one The thousand-year-old system has greatly restricted the rights of noble lords."

"The supreme consul system and constitution you formulated also constrain the power of the king of snakes and the nobles, and the royal family can no longer act recklessly."

"And the leader of the witch spirit, Su Kebu, has already replied. This time he seems to be persuaded and is willing to introduce the belief in the God of Truth and Knowledge into the Royal Court of Ten Thousand Snakes; then we can issue a decree on freedom of belief. , everyone can freely choose to believe in other gods to restrict the rights of the temple and reduce the clergy's control over the royal court."

"By the time."

"All will be bound, within the kingdom's new system."

The lieutenant finally said: "General!"

"The old order has been broken and a new order has been born."

Dark Moon loosened her fist, and her face finally calmed down.

"What I want to do now is to pass on the order and rules we made."

"We're going to kill the country completely, kill the old order."

"Let those who should die."

"Totally perish in history."

At this time, Dark Moon took out a document from the table, and at the same time took off the seal ring in her hand, put it on the paper, and handed it to the lieutenant.

"tomorrow!"

"At tomorrow's meeting, according to the rules and procedures, you will become the new supreme consul of the Royal Court of Ten Thousand Snakes!"

The lieutenant was suddenly stunned and did not respond for a long time.

Dark Moon asked the lieutenant: "I've told you so much, and you've been with me for so long."

"You know what to do next, don't you?"

The lieutenant asked Darkmoon, "What do you want to do?"

Dark Moon didn't speak, just put down the document and left the government affairs hall.

He returned to his mansion.

After so many years, Dark Moon is still alone, without any family.

He closed the door and sat alone in the study.

There is a mirror in the corner of the table where the eyes can be seen, and a brass oil lamp is placed by the right hand.

The mirror is just an ordinary mirror, but that brass oil lamp has something extraordinary.

years ago.

When he went to the Land of Sunrise, he accidentally got this lamp while observing the system and changes of the White Tower Alchemy Alliance.

However, Darkmoon later realized that nothing happened by chance.

many things.

It was doomed from the beginning.

It's a very powerful supernatural item, but Darkmoon has never used it, because using it would pay an unprecedented price.

Dark Moon stretched out her hand, rubbed the brass oil lamp, and played with it carefully.

And in the mirror in the corner, Dark Moon's face was reflected.

Just suddenly, the dark moon in the mirror suddenly moved, making a movement that was completely inconsistent with the dark moon.

The dark moon in the mirror looked at the dark moon outside and suddenly laughed.

That laughter was terrifying.

It's not something that humans can emit.

"How about it?"

"Can't help but want to use it?"

"You only have one chance, have you made up your mind?"

The dark moon in the mirror seems to be very familiar with the dark moon outside, it should be not just the first time they meet.

Dark Moon touched the brass oil lamp, but did not look at the other self in the mirror.

"It is said that!"

"When the heart of a mortal is consumed by darkness and emptiness, it is summoned by evil."

"Is that why you found me?"

The dark moon figure in the mirror began to wriggle and gradually turned into a ceramic doll.

The doll is very delicate and colorful.

This is a very strange doll, a strange being with bone armor, a life that seems to be unspeakably ancient.

Their life forms themselves reveal wild and vicissitudes.

"When you stare into the abyss, the abyss stares into you."

"mortal!"

The ceramic doll's face showed a look of anticipation. It seemed to think that a big show was about to start. It looked at Dark Moon's face expectantly, hoping to see the expression it wanted from above.

"You are running out of time, Byron already knows everything, and he will be back soon!"

"He's been devoured by fury."

"He's not just going to kill you, he's going to destroy everything you've built out of control."

"And everyone will know your evil deeds, know what you did in those days, and you will become a fallen person who colluded with the abyss."

"The gods won't let you go, and won't let a guy like you who is involved in the abyss, a guy who creates a child of rage."

"Take control of a country on the giant island of Ruh."

The painted expression of the ceramic villain suddenly became extremely exaggerated.

"Dark Moon!"

"You're finished!"

Immediately afterwards, the funny ceramic doll in the mirror changed into Byron's appearance, imitating Byron's voice.

In the raging fire, Byron stared at the dark moon.

"Dark Moon!"

"I'm here to find you!"

Even if it was just an imitation, Dark Moon could feel the monstrous hatred and anger in those words.

Dark Moon didn't say a word, just quietly watched the performance of the ceramic dolls.

The ceramic doll felt boring, and the figure disappeared into the mirror little by little, as if stepping away from the waves.

"Dark Moon!"

"You played with the Order of the Abyss, you played with Byron the Son of Rage, you played with this country."

"However, in the end, you are just a plaything in the palm of the gods, a **** of the gods."

Everything returned to calm.

There is no villain in the mirror, and everything just now seems to be just an illusion.

But Darkmoon knew that the moment of choice had come.

Dark Moon lowered her head and said softly after a long time.

"I do not care!"

"Kill someone else, or be killed by someone else."

"I don't care."

He paused: "I just want to kill the once absurd world, kill the broken old order."

—

in the abyss.

The ceramic villain climbed up the tall skeleton table along the legs of the table and came to the front of the shrine.

The evil **** of original sin is now playing with a skull, the skull of a fallen man.

Flames danced in the eye sockets of the bones, and this skeleton monster still did not die even though only the head was left.

The ceramic villain flattered the **** in front of him and shouted flatteringly.

"O great **** of original sin!"

"It's all in your will and choice."

Xiao said indifferently.

"Everyone has weaknesses, and everyone has something they can't give up."

"When you know what choices the other person will make, put what he wants in front of him."

"Even if it is a cliff, he will jump off."

"Nothing to look forward to, that's what it is."

In the skull that Xiao was fiddling with, the flames suddenly expanded.

Project a picture.

The owner of this skull should have been a soldier, because the scene in the picture is a battlefield.

However, as the owner of the skull turned his gaze.

A very young Darkmoon appeared on the battlefield.

Dark Moon was originally the son of a nobleman in Eclipse City. Their family had a territory outside the city and passed it on from generation to generation.

When he was young, he received traditional education at home, and when he was older, he entered Eclipse City to study.

It was also during this period.

A rebellion swept the area, and the Darkmoon clan's territory was hit the hardest.

When Darkmoon came back from Eclipse City, he never saw a single living person at home.

His father was killed by the so-called riot, but in fact he died at the hands of another nobleman. The riot was just a cover.

and.

This nobleman also legitimately and legally took away their family's lands that have been passed down from generation to generation by so-called decree.

The young Dark Moon was unable to take revenge. He fled from his hometown and happened to meet Wang Ting to form a new army.

A few years later, he returned with the army.

In the name of pacifying the chaos, he slaughtered all his enemies.

his hands.

Kill the enemy family, men and women, young and old, not a single one is left.

The first half of the story sounds like a bland revenge story.

And next.

He led the army to battle one after another and became a famous butcher.

His duty is to suppress the enemies of those kingdoms, the endless rebellion, and the endless venting of the tyranny and hatred in his heart.

He is a killing machine, a blood butcher.

kill,

Keep killing.

Until one day he suddenly found out.

Even murder and war could not pacify the tyranny and vacancy in his heart.

He couldn't fill the void in his heart and what he had lost.

Above the abyss of flesh and blood stars.

The war scene was reflected on the head of the former Darkmoon Guardsman.

Only seeing the sound of fighting on the battlefield, the blood-soaked Dark Moon pierced the throat of an armored snake man full of extraordinary aura.

The opponent's hot blood spurted out, dyeing Dark Moon's hideous face completely red.

"die!"

"Give me death!"

"brute!"

On Dark Moon's face, there was no trace of the later elegance.

Some only have tyranny, only boundless killing intent, and the desire to destroy.

Dark Moon was leaning on the corpse mountain of the Earthling Dragon, like a monster crawling out of the abyss.

"Whoo~"

"Whoo~"

He was panting violently, and his terrifying eyes scanned the battlefield to see if there were any enemies who could be killed by him.

When Dark Moon turned around, she saw the owner of the head pounced on her.

He lay on top of the snake man that Darkmoon had just killed.

Then, he was drinking the blood of the other party.

What is even more frightening is that there are people who are with him, rushing to drink blood with him.

"Leave some for me!"

"My, you **** get out of the way."

"Isn't it courting death?"

Dark Moon stood up and stopped these people: "Hello?"

"What are you doing?"

His personal soldier turned around and looked at Dark Moon and said with a mouth full of blood.

"General!"

"I heard that drinking his blood will make you stronger, I want to try it."

Several people were so excited that they rushed to drink the blood and sucked it hard. The scene was really terrifying and disgusting.

However, these few people feel good, not conscious at all.

"Really, I feel like I'm getting stronger."

"Would it be more useful to eat some of his meat?"

"I have eaten the meat of ordinary people, but haven't I eaten the meat of the powerful?"

Darkmoon killed a mighty one, the leader of a rebel army.

There is a legend in the army that as long as you drink the blood of a powerful person, you will have a certain chance to become a powerful person, although this is only a legend.

If the blood of myths was so easy to extract, so easy to use, the powers wouldn't be so precious.

Dark Moon looked at the lunatics under her command and at the corpses on the battlefield.

He suddenly woke up from the tyrannical killing intent, from the madness.

There is no one here, just a bunch of lunatics, a bunch of beasts that have lost their humanity.

Everyone is crazy.

He was mad, and so were his soldiers.

Darkmoon burst into laughter, at first a brief burst of laughter, then a continuous burst of laughter.

"Ha ha!"

"Hahahahaha!"

"Mad... mad... they're all mad..."

After laughing, he burst out suddenly.

"enough!"

"enough!"

"enough!"

He suddenly burst into a rage and killed those blood-drinking people with a sword. At this moment, he was more like a lunatic than the others, even crazier than those who eat human flesh and drink human blood.

After killing people, Dark Moon covered his face and stood on the battlefield laughing wildly.

The laughter is crazy.

Finally he put down his hand, and his eyes became extremely terrifying.

After everything was over, no one around dared to approach him again, and even his comrades kept a distance from him.

And Dark Moon was finally discovered on this day.

What he really hates is not these people, not this never-ending riot, nor his own weakness and powerlessness.

What he really hates, what he really hates.

is this world.

It was the world that drove him and everyone else crazy.

Dark Moon raised her head, the blood on her face formed a scab.

"Father!"

"You said that if you become strong enough, you can make rules?"

"So…"

"How strong do you have to be to make the rules of this world?"

"How strong is it?"

"To destroy this despairing world."

No one answered Darkmoon.

When he asked this question when he was young, all he wanted was to be able to sleep more.

But when Darkmoon asked the question again, he was no longer the same.

The scene freezes here and then gradually blurs.

can be seen in the screen.

There was infinite anger in Dark Moon's pupils.

It's not anger against someone, it's not revenge against someone.

It was anger against the old order, anger against this world.

Even.

Fury against the gods.

Xiao stared at these eyes, and suddenly let out a chuckle.

"have a look!"

"That hateful look!"

Xiao looked at the ceramic villain: "He is hating the world and the gods."

"And, hate..."

"he himself."

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