I am God Chapter 350: : God’s punishment is coming

Suinhall.

Flame Guard City.

After the war started for nearly a month, a lot of news slowly spread to the people of Suinhor.

This is how news is passed in this era, except that some important news will be passed through the rainbow tree between the powerful.

What everyone is concerned about is not the news that the Southern City-State Alliance is retreating steadily, but how many people died in the war.

No one cares how many descendants of Pence died, as long as they all died.

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

However.

When the news came that Byron the Burner actually blasphemed the gods and destroyed the statue of the **** Suinhor believed in.

It is completely different.

This news caused a thousand waves.

Everyone in the Fire Protection City shouted to punish the Ten Thousand Snake King Court and the barbarians in the north.

Some people say that they will go to war with the Ten Thousand Snake King's Court and destroy this country that has a different belief from theirs.

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

"Why hasn't the king moved yet?" Outside the palace, there were crowds of devout believers.

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

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

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

The people of Suinhall have been investigating the Abyss Religion recently, investigating the details of the disaster that year.

Soon.

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

Different from other disasters created by the Abyss Cult, it is a ceremony to create the King of the Abyss.

Most importantly, they succeeded.

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

Even if the Ten Thousand Snake King's Court intends to cover it up, such an existence can't just be covered up like this.

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

"Found it!"

"The letter said that Byron the Burner has been confirmed to be the pre-selection of the King of Abyss Rage!"

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

What is unbelievable is not only that Byron, who has risen to fame, is the furious son of the Abyss Cult, but what is even more shocking is that such a character has become the legion commander of the Ten Thousand Snake King's Court. It can be said that he has entered the power Core up.

Will Dark Moon not know?

If he knows, does it mean something to still use such an existence?

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

Unknowingly, has the influence of the abyss reached this point?

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

"Fallen Man!"

"Profane!"

"No wonder he did such evil deeds, destined to suffer God's punishment!"

Some people immediately echoed: "The Court of Ten Thousand Snakes has fallen, they must have fallen."

Someone proposed to the king of gods: "King, you can no longer sit idly by."

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

Wang thought about it, and then said.

"It hasn't reached that point yet, there is no evidence that other members of the Ten Thousand Snakes Court are related to the Abyssal Sect."

This other person is obviously referring to Dark Moon.

The king of gods in Suinhall's generation was much tougher this time. Compared to before, he was very decisive and did not waver.

"Someone go and bring back Byron the Burner."

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

"We must not let him achieve the purpose of those evil existences in the abyss."

This time.

Everyone in Suinhall can no longer sit idly by.

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

The son of the king of the gods personally put on the life item, the certificate of the blood family. Some of the three-leaf symbiotes have reincarnated many times. With the powerful item of the certificate of the blood family, they can play A force beyond imagination.

Comparable to the power of the apostles.

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

Under the court.

The young man was wearing a primitive battle armor, with a **** 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 bowed his head: "The enemy of God will definitely die under my gun!"

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

A pair of blood wings suddenly grew from his back, waving and rushing to the sky.

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

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

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

This is the certificate of the blood family that has not been used for many years.

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

The person who holds it is the punishment of the gods.

However, in the minds of the rich and powerful present, everyone has their own plans.

Although Suinhor did not directly fight the Ten Thousand Snake King's Court this time, it was not involved in the war in name.

It is against the enemies of God.

Punish the wicked and corrupted of the abyss.

But with this name, they can justifiably keep the Southern City-State Alliance, and even criticize the Ten Thousand Snake King's Court, dismantling this huge kingdom that has threatened them since ancient times.

If successful, it will be a gluttonous feast.

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Dream world.

The place where the fetus of purgatory is located.

When Suinhor's blood relative left, the news about him also reached Senge, the chief priest of the Abyssal Cult.

Senger opened his eyes and got up from the black mud.

"It's finally time to start!"

His eyebrows stretched, looking calm and happy.

"Byron!"

"Are you ready? Your hour of death is coming."

"How would you choose?"

"When everything you know, the truth you know is all a lie, how would you choose?"

"When your inherited ideals are contrary to your hatred."

"Would you choose that vain ideal, or set the world on fire with vengeful anger?"

As Senge spoke, the corners of his mouth raised more and more.

He moved forward as he spoke, and came under the evil carcass.

Seng raised his head and looked at the freak with black mud flowing.

This time.

He put his hand on it.

It is so close that the original appearance of the fetus inside can be clearly seen through a layer of membrane.

It is an existence with the shape of a god.

It looks like Yafuan, the arrogant king of the abyss before he became a bone devil. He seems to have his eyes closed, as if he is in a deep sleep.

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

First, the mythological spirituality polluted by the Winged Man, that is, the original black mud, is the core thing.

Second, the mythical blood of most of the Wingman Mountain Range Wingmen was sacrificed.

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

The success of the Purgatory Ceremony is equivalent to the completion of more than half of the second step.

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

Then guide the black mud of the dream world and the will of purgatory, complete a huge sacrifice, and it will be a complete success.

But now.

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

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

Seng stood under the tire of purgatory, looking at his master through the film.

He knows.

I probably won't come back after this trip.

Even if you come back, it will be in another form.

A picture appeared in his mind, and he remembered the scene when he was a child.

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

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

Because they are Evelians.

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

He left his hometown and finally joined the Abyss Cult, becoming a member of this group of lunatics.

When he was young, the stories he heard the most were those about Xiuburn and Avon.

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

No one knows either.

How excited he was when he received Afoan's call.

"Lord Afran!"

"I should go."

"This is not Byron's revenge."

"It's our revenge."

"The hatred of the Evelians has never ended."

There is no sadness on Senger's face, only laughter and anticipation.

Maybe, from the moment his mother went crazy, he went crazy too.

In this crazy world, in this crazy abyssal sect, only by becoming crazier can they survive.

"The Court of Ten Thousand Snakes!"

"Son of Pans!"

"They must, pay for what they have done."

After Senge finished speaking, he was covered in black mud.

Disappeared in the dream world.

The first layer of the abyss is the magic fire abyss.

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

And two of the wall carvings that have nothing to do with the abyss are placed at the forefront of these horror works.

Apparently Avran the Pride Lord thinks so too.

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

In the second wall, there is a huge mountain. Under the mountain, there is a lake as vast as the sea, with snow and salt piled up on the shore. The mountain and the cloud are connected as one.

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

This is a city of gods. At the highest point of the holy mountain, the sacred hall surpasses the sea of ​​clouds and stands tall 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 painting of doomsday.

Darkness enveloped the sky, and the halo scattered across the sky. A terrifying human figure stood at the end of the sky, standing between the world and illusion, and it was incompatible with the 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, it's 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 tens of thousands of "people" turned into "statues" one after another amidst howling.

The wall carvings are vivid, and if you lie on them and look closely, you can even see the fear and despair before death on the faces and eyes of those who died.

If there is purgatory in the world.

This is true purgatory.

It's not just this terrible disaster that is desperate, but also that there is no hope, no room for resistance and change.

Avon, the arrogant king, read out the name of this wall engraving: "The evil god's disaster!"

As for the first wall carving, the background is still the sacred mountain and the temple standing in the sky,

The overwhelmed Transcendents formed an army and surrounded the mountain; a large number of circling Winged Demons spread their wings and covered the sky and the sun.

The ancient apostles of the gods summoned an army of puppets, and a large number of third-tier powerful people controlled various giant statues; the giant puppets of tens of meters and hundreds of meters formed an army and launched towards the holy mountain shock.

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

The terrifying dark **** held a bronze book in one hand and waved a sickle in the other to reap life; the young Asai **** controlled the gate of truth, and the **** named Stoun turned into a sea of ​​blood and devoured the world.

Avon, the arrogant king, read the name of the painting: "Battle of the Gods!"

It was a long time ago.

The scene that Avon saw from the ghost Polik, the picture of the last era.

At that time, Afran was completely at a loss.

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

Ask Polik.

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

"Why did the **** of truth and knowledge create such a monster? Why did he bring such a terrible disaster?"

But Polik said that this is just the beginning.

"Desperate?"

"This is only the beginning."

"God Asay thought that what he 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 into a deep sleep the moment the evil **** appeared."

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

At this moment.

Afoan, the arrogant king of the abyss, stared at the mural, and spat out two words from his white teeth.

"A Sai God!"

"And... the villain in the bottle!"

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In the fortress.

Byron, the leader of the Sunflame Legion, is inspecting his army, many of whom are young people who used to be from Pans City.

Many of them are former friends of Byron, from the west of the city.

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

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

It's like.

It was the same as General Darkmoon.

Victory can be won by following Byron, but the people who follow him have somehow become a fire pattern on his right arm.

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

Byron stood among the crowd and said to everyone.

"We have won!"

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

"Peace will come, we will completely clean up those existences that disturb the country and order, and a brand new country that General Dark Moon said will be born."

"The sacrifices of 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 inherit the power of the abyss, will also become valuable."

Among the crowd, a young man asked.

"Will the day that General Dark Moon said really come?"

Before Byron answered, the deputy army commander said loudly: "It will definitely!"

The entire legion fell into cheers, with high fighting spirit.

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

It seemed that Byron still cared about the new country that General Dark Moon mentioned.

A picture of the future.

He is burdened with hatred, he has endless anger, although he has nightmares again and again, he can never sleep peacefully.

But the sense of justice left by the former self, the wish left by the childish 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 those 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 Serpent Road, to guard against possible changes in Suinhor's Alpens Fortress at any time.

The task of attacking the Yimo City was carried out by the Silver Snake Legion who had just arrived.

"Why?"

Byron could not understand.

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

Although it was said that there was a change in Suinhor's army on the Serpent's Road, he still couldn't accept it.

Seeing the transfer order, the deputy army commander said to Byron seriously.

"Byron!"

"This is an order!"

Byron still finds it hard to accept, but the words of the deputy army commander have already been said to death.

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, preparing to launch the final attack on the Winged Demon City, while he led the Sunflame Legion to the Road of the Giant Serpent and Alpens Fortress.

When he was on the march, the Silver Snake Alchemy Legion and a large number of other ordinary legions invaded the Yimo City surrounded by heavy siege.

At this point, there is no decent resistance in Yimo City, and some people even open the city and surrender directly.

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

Then.

There is no intention of judging them at all, so they will be executed in the city.

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

"Byron?"

"Why are you here?"

The head of the Silver Snake Alchemy Legion 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're doing?"

"You are disobeying the military order. Don't you know what will happen to a legion without its commander?"

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

These great nobles and lords who used to be aloof, now their faces are pale and their bodies are trembling, and some of them are incontinent on the spot.

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

Byron glanced at the head of the Silver Snake Legion.

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

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

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

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

The leader of the Silver Snake Army clearly sensed Byron's determination.

Even though he himself is a third-level powerful person, he pales in comparison when Byron fights a third-level snake human and a third-level great winged demon head-on.

And.

The credit for his taking down the Yimo City was also given away by the other party for nothing. He really didn't have the confidence to turn against the other party.

Little by little, Byron walked in front of the target he had always believed to be the mastermind behind the scenes.

King of the Southern League of States.

"Did you do it?"

"The disaster that broke out in Pans City that year? Did you collude with the Abyss Cult to do it?"

"Where are those Abyss cultists?"

"Where are they?"

The other party was puzzled by Byron's question, and did not understand what Byron was talking about.

Byron became impatient, and directly stretched out his hand to hold the opponent's head.

"Mind reading!"

As a powerful person at the peak of Tier 3, he is still very proficient in mind reading. It is impossible for these ordinary people to deceive him without caring about the damage of the other party.

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

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

The more Byron spoke, the more excited he became, almost roaring.

But the other party still looked blank, even though his body was twitching in pain, his mouth was still talking.

"Not me!"

"Not me."

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

Byron's manic expression slowly calmed down.

His eyebrows were half-lowered, and his mouth was open.

The whole person fell into deep doubts,

"Didn't you lie?"

"Not you?"

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

Byron was at a loss. He looked at his mortal enemy in front of him. He had always regarded him as his worst enemy, and he was on a par with the High Priest of the Abyss Cult.

He paid a heavy price, fighting one war after another, sacrificing countless lives.

Finally turned this person 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 person on the gallows, and grabbed his neck tightly.

"You tell me!"

"Did you do it?"

Fear surged on the face of the other party, but the answer and picture that Byron wanted did not appear in his mind at all.

"Not you?"

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

"Is that you?"

"Is that you?"

Byron found out at last.

No one present knew the truth of what happened back then.

Byron stood on the wooden platform, circling on the high place, as if he was fainted.

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

"Don't know?"

"Why doesn't anyone know?"

Byron retracted the flames surrounding the gallows and descended from the height.

The head 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 hanged on the rope and died slowly.

Suddenly.

Byron, who was walking below in a daze, turned his head and glanced at the other party, looking at the ugly and dead figure.

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

But at this moment.

The only thing left is deep doubts.

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

He is like a bull that is about to be suffocated madly. At this moment, his body is so hot that he is about to be ignited by the flames, but he can only wander in place.

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

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

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

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

Byron then asked: "Why are you in such a hurry?"

The head of the Silver Snake Legion said: "Because of Suinhor's threat, as long as all these people are cleaned up, Suinhor has no reason to intervene in the affairs of the Ten Thousand Snakes Court."

Byron didn't speak, just lowered his head.

Once the seeds of doubt are planted.

It will be difficult to remove it.

In the past, when Byron heard the name of the general, his heart was full of gratitude and admiration.

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

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

But soon turned back alone, and returned to Yimo 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 behind-the-scenes manipulator yet to be found?

Still.

He has always believed that General Darkmoon is lying,

All of this.

Byron fell 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 Abyssal Order.

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

Finally.

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

And, in a swaggering way.

And what he didn't expect was that he discovered that the head of the Silver Snake Legion was in contact with the evil disciples of this abyssal sect.

In the army station, a mysterious figure in a cloak came quietly.

In a house, he was talking with the head of the Silver Snake Legion.

This time, Byron didn't hold back.

He appeared directly in the room, in front of the head of the Silver Snake Legion.

"Silver snake?"

"Can you give me a reason?"

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

The head of the Silver Snake Legion also had a puzzled expression on his face, the one that Byron hated most recently.

"A person from the Abyss Cult?"

"He is a merchant who sells alchemy props."

"No!"

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

"Aren't you finished?"

Byron did not talk to the leader of the Silver Snake Legion.

As soon as he made a move, he directly caught the villain who was trying to escape.

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

Extraordinary power and special magic are difficult to distinguish, but this kind of mutation eroded by the abyss is so obvious.

Silver Snake immediately shouted: "Why?"

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

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

Byron was about to use a third-order divine spell, but the strong power fluctuations in his body caused the silver snake to stand still, not daring to do anything to stimulate the person in front of him.

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

He grabbed the villain and violently clasped his skull with his fingers. The curse seal flowed down the arm and penetrated into the opponent's body.

Directly extracted all his memories.

Quickly, he got some information he wanted.

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

Immediately.

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

In a rage, Byron immediately called out the opponent's name.

"Senger!"

"I've got you again."

When Byron spoke, a huge flame shrouded the earth directly.

Dense flame puppets staggered out, turning into a huge ritual array, a sealing barrier.

Since letting Senger escape last time, Byron has been thinking about how to trap him.

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

"The Burning Heart Demon Puppet!"

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

"Roar!"

But when Byron opened his mouth in a rage, 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 just like that.

Once trapped in place, Senge, who has lost his flexibility, is 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 Senge's head, and layers of blood flowed down.

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

"Tell me!"

"Fallen Priest Senge!"

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

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

"The chief priest?"

"The chief priest died a long time ago. He died after the Son of Wrath ceremony."

Byron didn't believe it: "Dead?"

"Do you think I believe it?"

Senger was so overwhelmed that he couldn't breathe, and the severe pain rushed into his mind along his head, but instead of crying out in pain, he kept laughing.

"Is there anything strange about dying?"

"I killed it!"

Byron: "Did you kill it?"

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

"At this point, there is nothing to hide."

"Don't you know?"

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

He yelled: "Dark Moon was about to die at the 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 is in a crazy state, his head is almost crushed and he is still moving violently, trying to express his excitement through movements.

"The Wrathful Son Ceremony allowed him to control the Ten Thousand Snake King's Court, stabilized his position, and got you, the Wrathful Son."

"We joined forces a long time ago."

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

"Hahahaha!"

"Didn't expect it!"

"Back then he needed us to create a disaster, and we also needed him to create the Son of Wrath for us. I also used his hand to clean up my enemies and became the High Priest of the Abyss Cult."

At this moment, Senge is acting like a complete lunatic of the Abyss Cult.

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

"Dark Moon is also a lunatic!"

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

Byron was completely irritated by this news. He clasped Senger's head tightly with his hands, and dug his nails into the bones.

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

"I don't believe it!"

"I don't believe it!"

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

So.

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

"I don't believe it!"

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

This method does not have much effect on powerful people of the same level as Byron. Even if they completely subdue the opponent, they can only see some incomplete pictures in their memories.

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

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

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

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

Byron's consciousness went deep into Senge's memory, jumping from picture to picture, and finally came to a scene from a few years ago.

There.

It is the residence of General Darkmoon in Pance City.

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

He had just questioned General Dark Moon on the street in the morning, and he had a quarrel with his father when he got home.

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

That day.

At that time, Senge, who was only the officiant of the Fallen, wore a cloak to cover his figure and face, and entered a magnificent mansion at the invitation of the lieutenant general, and saw a figure practicing sword.

It was the man Byron had trusted the most all along.

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

Finally, Senger told Darkmoon.

"A child of wrath is about to be born!"

"General, please be prepared, that is the highest existence that can possess the power of apostles and even surpass the power of apostles."

In Winged Demon City.

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

He was tortured so badly that he convulsed on the ground.

And this time, Byron completely understood.

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

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

Understood why he didn't allow himself to attack Yimo City, but transferred himself to the Serpent Road on the border.

"So... everything is like this?"

Senger vomited blood, and his whole body became a blood man.

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

"How?"

"Is the truth desperate?"

Seeing Byron's despair, he became elated instead.

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

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

"All are victims of Dark Moon realizing his ideal."

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

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

"Ah!"

"Byron!"

"How great you are."

"Sacrificed myself, sacrificed all of myself, to light up the world."

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

"Hahahaha!"

"It's wonderful, it's wonderful, Dark Moon, you are so creative."

Finally, Senger looked at Byron.

With a single sentence, Byron's last line 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 is burning me..."

"It really hurts."

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

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

Senger completely ignited Byron's anger.

He raised his inner flame that had nowhere to vent to a limit again.

It can be seen that the light of myth is shining in Byron's chest, which is the characteristic that the seed of rage is about to be completely digested.

The current Byron is gradually crossing the threshold of the son of wrath, and is moving towards the true king of wrath little by little.

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

But Byron seems to have the last shred of reason left.

He kept the flames around him all the time, instead of releasing them towards the city, turning the Winged Demon City into a sea of ​​flames.

But the city was in chaos. Thousands of people watched the flame giant and fled to the distance.

"Monster... monster!"

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

"Run!"

"Run!"

"Go outside, get out of here quickly."

In the flames, Byron, who turned into a flame giant, watched the dying Senge float up little by little.

He said nothing and showed no 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 raging flames.

The flames spread from Senge's body, and saw his flesh and bones burn dry little by little.

Death in the most cruel and painful way.

Senger also became a sacrifice.

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

In the midst of the fire, the voice of Senge, who was sacrificed to the fetus of purgatory, gradually became blurred.

He seemed to be no longer crazy. Before the moment when his figure turned into ashes, he uttered the last sentence in his life.

"Go!"

"Byron!"

"Go!"

His voice was hoarse, with the same hatred as Byron.

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

Senger died, but the hatred and anger in Byron's chest continued to build up.

Hatred and rage are about to devour his sanity.

And this time.

The sky suddenly turned blood red, and a river of blood rushed down from a high place, circling the sky over Yimo City.

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

Prince of Suinhor.

Here we go.

"Byron the fallen man!"

"God's punishment is coming!"