Rebel Demon King

Chapter 1254 Ragnarok of the Gods (32)

The moment he rushed up the steps of the temple, Cheng Mo's whole body was soaked, and he immediately slumped down on the steps below the main hall of the temple, gasping for breath, his chest and throat were burning, and his mind was even more confused. Chaos, almost forgot how he broke through the second half of the rational square.

It's just that the tip of the nose still lingers with a faint scent of death, with a bit of mystery, a bit of pathos, and a bit of sweetness. He is really too familiar with this smell.

At this time, he witnessed Ayala, who was at the end, made a mistake, failed to escape the "God's Whip of Punishment", and turned into a DNA helix under the holy light and starlight all over the sky. Only then did his mind go blank and he remembered what he had just done. Only then did he pass by the god of death holding the sickle of light.

However, he didn't have much fear in his heart. It was not the first time he had experienced this feeling. Every time he walked side by side with the god of death, he would never think about death at all.Only after the god of death left, some montage moments would appear in his mind as he stared at the black figure.It's like a burning iron-gray train passing by a blue and silent lake, the huge and messy body of the Eiffel Tower is falling down mixed with messy debris, and the picture of my heart twitching and opening my eyes suddenly sitting up when I wake up in the middle of the night.

These pictures depict my thoughts on death, with an extremely real perspective.

He is well aware of the primitive fear buried deep in his heart, the desire to escape hidden by philosophical interpretation, and the loneliness and pain that cannot be dismissed. The concept of death has made him what he is now.

Cheng Mo panted violently, and watched Ayala's carrier subconsciously dissipate, until Xi Shi flew into his arms and hugged him, and said excitedly: "Boss, you really want to scare me to death! I saw the 'God's Whip of Punishment' shot all over you, I was so desperate at the time, I was already thinking about how to tear that bastard Walliver into pieces."

Sensing the plump figure of Xi Shi's gentle nephrite jade and the tangy fragrance of irises, Cheng Mo came back to his senses, smiled, patted her on the back with trembling hands, and comforted her softly: "Didn't I say that Do you want to trust me!?"

He knew it was really scary, so in order not to expose his hole card that he could use skills with his body, when he avoided the sixteen "God's Whip of Retribution", he chose to teleport in place.Visually, it is impossible to find that he has used teleportation without increasing the distance, but the invincible effect is still there.

Although he could teleport into the safe range at that second, he still overcame the fear of death, restrained his longing for safety, and chose the most dangerous way to play, combining the two "can use energy from the body" and "Athena" A hole card remains in the hand.

It was really too greedy, but luckily it worked.

"It's not a question of whether you believe me or not!" Xi Shi pouted, a little angry and complaining, but she was showing her true feelings. She sat on Cheng Mo's lap, wrapped her arms around his neck and said, "It's you Have you bought the death insurance? If you don’t buy it, you will die in vain, and you won’t have to pay a penny, so it’s thanks! Also! If you die, where can I find a job with such good benefits? My What should I do with the rest of my life? Who can I cash out my paid holidays and year-end rewards?! Thinking that I haven’t bought social security yet, I feel so scary!”

Cheng Mo was speechless. When he saw other people gathered around, including Athena who was expressionless, he coughed and said angrily: "The salary is so high, and you still need me to pay social security for you, right? Isn't it a little too much?"

"Wow! You are really a blood-sucking capitalist!" Xi Shi said indignantly, "I am already your bonded worker, and I don't even pay social security! It's really unconscionable! I'm going to complain to the boss's wife, and let the boss give me I'm the ruler!"

Cheng Mo knew that he couldn't care for Xi Shi, and the more he managed her, the more vigorous he was, he supported her soft waist, pushed her to stand up forcefully, and stood up himself.

Amedeo looked at him with strange eyes and said, "How did you escape the sixteen 'God's Whip of Retribution' just now? I thought everything was over."

Walliver's voice also came from the air, and he said in a puzzled way: "Yeah! How did you get here? I thought up a prayer for you, but you escaped! Amazing!"

Zero also stared at Cheng Mo, eyes full of doubts.

"Because I trust reason and wisdom, I'm still standing here." Cheng Mo replied.

"If you say it, you don't say it," said Amedeo.

"It's natural to understand." Cheng Mo's voice was calm, not pretending to be forced is better than pretending to be forced.

Walliver sighed, and said unwillingly: "Okay! You pretended to be."

Xi Shi said arrogantly: "Old bastard, you lost, now you have to tell us what is the next level?"

Walliver pondered and said, "I don't know what hurdles are ahead. I only know that the third demon god Vasago is waiting for you in the temple hall." He said with a "hehe" smile, "Wa Demon God Shaq is not as easy to talk to as I am."

Xi Shi sneered and said: "It's too much! Demon God Hualiver, I haven't settled with you for adjusting the difficulty of the Rational Square without authorization!"

Walliver let out a strange cry and said, "What is arbitrariness? Girl, I'm already very merciful if I didn't end in person. Do you know how miserable Astaru and Samikina were tormented by me?" He smirked Said, "They paid a terrible price here to pass the test. You just died as a carrier."

Xi Shi changed his tone and said sweetly: "Then we have to thank you, Demon God Hualiver."

Cheng Mo knew that Xi Shi had bad intentions, so he pulled her and said, "It doesn't matter, no matter how many levels are left, we still have to pass." Then he looked in the direction of the entrance, "Anyway, thank you, Huali God Felix."

"I hate the word 'thank you'. There is no word that is more hypocritical than this word," Hualiver Demon God said. "Most people just say 'thank you' with their mouths. Yes do. So I'd rather you say 'FXXK' to me!"

Cheng Mo thought for a while and said, "If there is a chance, I will repay you."

"You are so boring! Ideal boy!"

"I know you want to hear what I have to say." Cheng Mo said, "but I won't be myself according to what others think."

Walliver laughed loudly: "Haha! Then I hope you can come out alive, ideal boy. And you, Prince Charming, you must protect the soap when you take a bath, and don't drop it!"

Amedeo said coldly: "When I come out, let's have a good fight. Then I will smash your mouth!"

"This is not the correct way to greet the Black Death Demon God, Prince Charming, you have to learn from that beautiful but vicious girl!" Walliver mocked. "And your swear words are too bad, you should learn more."

Cheng Mo stopped talking, held Athena's hand, turned and looked at the temple hall on the high place, "Let's go! Let's go up and meet the Demon God Vasago." He looked at Number Zero again, "Do you know this Vasago Demon God?"

Number Zero shook his head, "I only know that the Vasago Demon God Family claims to have a history of thousands of years, and it has also ruled Lihong's underground world for hundreds of years. The two demon gods of Shaq have not changed the person in charge. The demon gods in other places will be replaced within a few years, and at the longest one or two hundred years. Changing the person in charge is different. He never spoke at the Eden meeting, and he didn’t seem to be very friendly. Other demon gods come and go, so no one knows their specific identities." He pondered and said, "Maybe this is the mystery of their family's existence for thousands of years."

"We Shakes have no information related to him." Cheng Mo said, "I guess they are probably Lihong's upper-class family all along, and they have a deep-rooted influence in Lihong, which is why they can hide so deeply .”

Zero nodded.

"Aren't you waiting for Ayala?" Amedeo asked.

"I have asked her to wait for us in the town. It is an unbearable burden for her to go to the Garden of Eden, and besides, we are short on time." Cheng Mo replied.

Ayala's strength is indeed far from enough, so the others stopped talking.

A group of people climbed up the huge stairs, towards the towering pyramid-shaped main building of the temple. The pearls on the velvet curtain, beautiful and vast, radiate the luster of the universe.

Athena's voice sounded in Cheng Mo's mind, like a low tremor coming from the deep sea.

"You shouldn't do this kind of thing."

"What's wrong?" Cheng Mo turned his head and glanced at Athena beside him, but his wife didn't look back at him, her side face was more exquisite and majestic than the temple on the steps.

"When I established an energy connection with you, I can clearly feel your brain waves, you are betting your own life. And all of this, you are not even for yourself."

Cheng Mo lowered his head, and responded in his brain full of apology: "I'm sorry." He wanted to recite her name and say something touching, but he couldn't find the right words and sentences.

Athena said in an angry tone that didn't want to give in, "Don't say sorry, I don't need you to say sorry. I just want you to understand one thing, we are one, like the number 'zero', It cannot be divided, it cannot be divided, and it has no reciprocal, it is the origin, and it is a taboo in mathematics that cannot be touched." Her face did not show any emotion, but her voice was slightly cold, "You die, and I will die too." will die." She stared at the void in front of her and said flatly.

Cheng Mo squeezed Athena's hand and nodded silently.He tried his best to convey the temperature of his palm and the sound of his heart beating to her, so as to tell her that they share the same fate with each other.

He held her hand tightly and walked on the long steps leading to the temple.

The temples above the head are dense and the starry sky is bright.

What Athena said was still stirring in his heart, and he felt ashamed of the loneliness in his heart, obviously he already had so much love, but he still seemed not satisfied, as if there was still this incomprehensible path in the once broken heart. Filled ravine.

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Hengxuhe Kamikaze Naval Port, January 1st, 1:2AM.

Tokyo Bay, shrouded in mist and rain, is windy and rough.The port was supposed to be on holiday, but it was extremely busy. Searchlights lingered in the continuous rain, illuminating the crowded port.The kamikaze soldiers in raincoats continuously transported various materials and weapons into the ships moored in the port through cranes and various transport vehicles.There are also some soldiers who are dismantling the anti-submarine device on the ship, and installing the anti-chosen weapon lifted by the crane arm into the reserved slot.Whether it is a military port or a warship, it is full of people.

Among them, the ship with the largest number of people is the Izumo, the ship of Saiyuanji Benimaru.Those electromagnetic catapults that were originally used to eject the F35 will be disassembled shortly after they are installed, because all the F35 purchased by Kamikaze have the back door of the star gate reserved. Using the F35 to deal with the star gate is undoubtedly a dead end, it is better to use it Kamikaze's own gunship or drone.

At midnight, the naval port was brightly lit, illuminating the dark sea water with icy spray.In a piece of sea far away from Hengxuhe Naval Port, there are dozens of old submarines from Ennos and a Yura-class transport ship that looks like a whale.

Some chosen ones on the deck are transporting goods from the transport ship to the submarine, most of which are food and wine, as well as a large amount of ice, dozens of the latest style refrigerators and piles of storage batteries, and the most is actually some The hand-made box wrapped in bubble film, the box has been dismantled a lot at this time, including "Demon Slayer: Blade", "***", "My Youth Love Story is really problematic", "Sword Art Online" and "Lelouch of the Rebellion" and some other figures in the anime, Fu Yuanzhuo and Yan Yitong happily unpacked the boxes beside them.And Paul XIV, who was short in stature, jumped and cursed Saiyuanji Benimaru for breaking his promise, and brought them back to the port in a car that he agreed to go to Kabukicho.In short, the scene is quite awkward, like a group of students going on an outing, preparing snacks, drinks and toys for entertainment on the road.

"Now, you are about to have the supreme power of kamikaze, and it is time to fulfill your promise."

"Destroying the Special Investigation Department of the Tokyo District Public Prosecutor's Office is just the beginning. I still need some time and an opportunity." Saiyuanji Benimaru said casually: "The battle report just received, Stargate took down the The seven bases of your NF Sea are now being attacked, and the only remaining Huayang Base and Xian'e Base are currently being attacked, and it seems that the landing has been completed, depending on the situation, your Tai Chi Dragon is about to be defeated in the NF Sea."

Yan Funing let out a "huh" without changing his face, as if he didn't care at all.

"It seems that brother Yan is not worried about the battle situation?"

"Of course I hope that Tai Chi Dragon can win, but if Tai Chi Dragon loses, I won't be particularly disappointed." Yan Funing said calmly, "It doesn't affect me too much."

"I really like Brother Yan's detached state." Xiyuanji Benimaru sighed and said, "I can't do it. Now I feel like walking on thin ice in the abyss. I am afraid that I will make a mistake and become a sinner in history."

"No. I think you are quite enjoying yourself." Yan Funing Xiyuanji glanced at Xiyuanji Hongmaru and said, "What you are afraid of is not becoming a sinner, what you are afraid of is losing this game."

"Haha~" Xiyuanji Benimaru laughed loudly, "Sure enough, the person who is acceptable by default must be a monster!"

"It's ridiculous. I'm not that good." After a short pause, Yan Funing said flatly, "Cheng Mo told me."

Xiyuanji Benimaru sighed and said: "Mo-chan is really my confidant!" He suddenly took a step forward, stood on the edge of the ship's side, and faced the dark Pacific Ocean and the turbulent wind and rain, and chanted loudly, " The city is supplemented by the Three Qin Dynasty, and the wind and smoke look at the Wujin. I want to say goodbye to the king, and I am also an official. The confidant in the sea is like a neighbor at the end of the world. Doing nothing is on the wrong road, and the sons and daughters share the towel"

The poems full of ancient meanings echo in the wind and rain, and they are very artistic when worn with the ancient costumes of Xiyuanji Hongmaru.At this time, Yan Yitong's innocent and beautiful voice sounded from behind them, "Wow!? Who is so pretentious! You are still singing poems in the middle of the night! Let me also say a few words, 'I bet with the gods, I bet you are a fool'! Haha~~ ~"

Xiyuanji Benimaru turned around, and saw the slender and innocent Yan Yitong standing among a pile of figures packed in boxes and laughing at him.Fu Yuanzhuo who was standing next to her was embarrassed.

Yan Funing said in a low voice: "Don't mind. She just likes to joke."

Xiyuanji Benimaru turned around and smiled: "Your sister is a soft-tempered person, I like it very much."

Yan Funing shook his head and said: "You must not like her, she is a terrible trouble." He also emphasized the word "total".

"It seems that she is very keen on our Lihong's Two-dimensional culture?"

Yan Funing said calmly, "It's a hobby!"

"Having hobbies is a good thing. People have to avoid living as machines, and hobbies are a good way to find themselves."

"It's hard not to live like a robot in this era. The pervasive network and big data are domesticating people into search machines. You think it's your hobby, but it's just the result of repeated big data pushes. You can think independently, but It's a handful of smart people."

Xiyuanji Benimaru shook his head, "Entertainment is the instinct of human beings. Just like us Lihong, everyone lies down because they have no hope for the future. Most people have seen through it and have to use entertainment to dawdle their lives." He saw He asked Yan Funing with a smile, "Brother Yan, do you think they are smart or not?"

"It's difficult to draw the line between smart and unintelligent. But it's easy to draw a class."

Xiyuanji Benimaru turned and leaned against the cold side of the ship covered with water droplets, and looked in the direction of the military port, "I don't think this is fun at all, so I want to add some excitement to their lives."

Yan Funing smiled deeply, his handsome face was covered with cold rain, and his smile seemed colder than the sea water in Tokyo Bay, "That's true. There is nothing more exciting than going to the battlefield in a safe age. Dangerous and extraordinary It is a fascinating thing, the taste of victory is so ecstatic, no one can not be intoxicated by the great, sacred atmosphere exuded by blood and conquest. Let the otaku start from home, carry guns and experience blood and fire , and become a strong collar box man"

"Why do you think you're crazier than me?" Xiyuanji Benimaru said, "I was imprisoned in a mental hospital by Cheng Mo for two years and I didn't become a lunatic. It's pretty normal for a human being!"

"It's very difficult to define whether people are normal or abnormal."

"It's actually quite easy."

"Oh?"

"As long as you can endure the world, you are not a normal person."

"It's not difficult to endure." Yan Funing shrugged his shoulders. "Music, movies, novels, comics, and games are all the exits for us normal people to escape from the abnormal world." He said meaningfully, "This is also the way for us There's no reason why rats went extinct."

"Yes! Yes! Human beings are always greedy for false happiness and avoiding real pain. I often walk on the street and see advertisements on big screens, and they use loud voices to guide you how to live Life, wearing such clothes, carrying such bags, drinking such wine, playing such games, listening to such music, and eating such delicacies. Those things are invisible bondage clothes, which firmly bind the mental patients inside .I'm not thinking for them. Those same people are just a bunch of inconspicuous numbers in a torrent of worthless data. Who cares what the data think? I'm just afraid that when a normal person like me People, among a bunch of abnormal people, you will naturally feel fear. The "Crowd" and the roadside stand psychology magazine all said that human beings will converge for a sense of security. This scares me, and I don't want to change become mentally ill. But I have been surrounded by mentally ill. You don’t know, when I walked into the nightclub and saw those young people shaking in the colorful lights and eardrum-exploding music, it was like witnessing a group of demons dancing. It's crazy like some kind of religious ceremony. Everyone on the subway is holding a mobile phone and wearing earphones, watching soap operas or playing mobile games intently. The dialogue in the TV series is extremely boring, and it can easily arouse smiles and tears. Also There are those stupid games, upgrade to fight monsters, fight monsters to upgrade, they work in the office during the day, and they work for the game company at night, it is unbelievable. I often see a group of middle-aged men on the street. Watching girls dancing from the audience, they would wave light sticks and dance with them, even harder than them. I have only witnessed this kind of performance in a mental hospital. I also saw some variety shows, and they used extreme performances to attract The attention of the public is like a woman leading a man imitating a dog crawling on the street, asking passers-by for their reactions; blowing a live cicada in a glass tube, and the loser will swallow it; One guest put talcum powder in his fart, and then asked him to fart on another guest. I think even the mentally ill would think that this group of people is mentally ill.” Xienji Benimaru said, “Based on my The experience of living in a mental hospital for two years clearly tells you that mental patients are much more normal than people outside.”

"Normal people have abnormal ways of escaping abnormal lives, and there's nothing wrong with it. See, that's what makes us wise men in a stupid world."

"Actually, it doesn't matter whether it's normal or not. The world has become a huge mental hospital." Saiyuanji Benimaru said sadly, "I don't sympathize with them, I just pity myself, I just want my life In a normal world, it's so horrible around me, it's like a rat utopia, it's like a giant testing ground, and I hate being treated like a guinea pig."

Yan Funing shrugged his shoulders, "But there are many beautiful things in this world."

"Who doesn't like beautiful things? I like them too, but I'm more obsessed with the loss and regret of destroying it in its most beautiful state, just like cherry blossoms. Cherry blossoms are the most beautiful when they wither. There is indeed something in this world. Beautiful things, but this world is not beautiful at all, it is rotten, even if there are some beautiful things, they are flowers that grow from rotting corpses"

"So you support Cheng Mo?"

"Yeah! The main reason is that he said that he would investigate the secrets of the Chosen system. I guess this secret is enough to destroy the entire world. I'm so curious, how can I not support him?" Xiyuanji Benimaru smiled mysteriously, "For I expressed my support for him and prepared a New Year gift for him, I think he will receive it soon!"

"Oh?" Yan Funing said with great interest, "It's a volcano, whoever sits on it will explode. Only people like Cheng Mo, who are always ready to explode, will sit on it as if they have a brain twitch."

Xiyuanji Benimaru's smile was extraordinarily brilliant in the freezing rain, "I just want to see him explode! It's like fireworks~ Anyway, it's not him exploding, but this world exploding! It's me who won!"

"Yo? You also want to watch him explode?" Yan Funing also smiled sincerely. He patted Xiyuanji Benimaru's shoulder and said, "Just looking at you makes people happy."

Yan Yitong yelled again behind the two: "Riddler get out of Gotham City!"

Xiyuanji Benimaru stared at Yan Yitong and replied loudly: "No! I like Gotham City! That's the world of normal people."

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Cheng Mo and Athena stood at the entrance of the main hall. In front of them was a row of white jade pillars like towering ancient trees that penetrated into the clouds. The exaggerated doorway was open for tall people to enter, and the scene inside was unobstructed.

The surrounding area is very quiet, only the rustling sound of wind blowing leaves.The spotless granite floor, the walls engraved with mysterious patterns, and the bright and new decorations absolutely cannot give people the illusion that there are people living here, but instead make Cheng Mo feel desolate and lonely.But this desolation and loneliness do not damage the solemnity and solemnity of the temple. It is in harmony with these temperaments, just like solemnity and solemnity should be barren and lonely.It seems to be a temple hidden in an inaccessible place in famous mountains and rivers.

Standing under the eaves of a ten-storey building, Cheng Mo stared at the walls carved with intricate patterns and patterns, deeply feeling the majesty and mystery of the vastness. Under the cool moonlight, they give people a new feeling. It seems to be frozen in a certain period of time in the long years, and it seems to be sealed here by a powerful force.

Shocked, Cheng Mo and Athena walked into the empty temple hall together, and they all looked up at the same time. Not only him, but others have probably never seen such a tall and majestic indoor statue, the angel The statue is 50 meters high, half-spreading broad silver and black wings, standing in the temple with oil lamps, wearing a golden crown, holding a sword with lowered eyebrows, with a compassionate expression.

There is also a window behind the statue, through which moonlight shines in, and oil lamps dance on the cold and clean marble. The firelight and moonlight shine on the statue at the same time, making people seem to be able to hear the melodious and distant gospel hymns.

"Who is this?" Shish asked.

"Nebuchadnezzar?" Amedeo was also puzzled.

"Lucifer." Zero replied, "He, descended from the sky, brought the dawn."

Cheng Mo remembered the demon Alcon he had seen in the "Asgard Ruins". In the Nuoshiti faction, the demon Alcon was Hermes, and at the same time it was the seraphim seven-tone snake.And they all obey Lucifer, that is, Satan.

"Wow!" Amedeo shrugged his shoulders and asked with great interest, "Do you really believe in Lucifer for the Black Death?"

"What does it matter if you believe in Lucifer?"

A soft and warm voice resounded in the silence, like a warm and slow spring breeze, blowing from the depths of the hall that could not be illuminated by oil lamps.

Cheng Mo followed the prestige, and saw a faint light shining in the darkness on the right side of the hall. In the trembling of the light, the outline of a person changed from hazy to clear, as if slowly walking out of the black mist. It was like the dark twilight receding like a tide, revealing her beautiful and weird true face.

Several people all held their breath, staring at the man who picked up a palace lantern, walked towards Cheng Mo and the others unhurriedly, although they didn't see her making too many movements, they just twisted her waist slightly, It also makes people feel a kind of enchanting shadow that cannot be explained clearly.The sound of the clogs echoed in the empty hall, like the sound of clappers with a long rhythm, knocking on the hearts of everyone again and again.When she gradually approached, looking closely made one's heart tremble, the palace lamp reflected the pale mask, and her jet-black hair was scattered on the red dress, as if scattered in a pool of dark red blood, if it wasn't for her head She also wears a golden hair accessory, just like the female ghost in red in ghost movies.

Amedeo stared at the other party as if in a dream, and murmured to himself, "Which country's costume is this? Lihong or Xia Guo? It's such a chilling beauty!"

Cheng Mo knew it well, and explained in a low voice: "This is the costume in Lihong Noh. The mask she wears is the 'Wan Mei' mask, which comes from 'Better than Bai Mei Qian Jiao', which symbolizes that she has become Demon of beautiful women."

The woman wearing the "Wan Mei" mask stopped in her tracks, turned her head and glanced at Cheng Mo, deep and mysterious, then she looked at Amedeo again, and said in a cadenced drawl: "My guest, Who in this world can tell the difference between heaven, earth, and hell?"

The collision of this intonation with English produces a special charm, which is a bit similar to the narration in opera, but it is not as loud and clear as opera, but tactful and depressing.

Amedeo thought for a moment, stood up straight, put his right hand on his chest, and answered seriously with his noble demeanor: "If you have faith in your heart, you will naturally be able to distinguish clearly."

"Has the guest ever made it clear whether this place is heaven or hell?"

Amedeo shook his head and said, "Of course not." After a pause, he said seriously, "Only a world where justice, peace, and joy in the Holy Spirit persists is the eternal holy land of happiness for mankind. It is our new Jerusalem."

The woman raised her left hand, and the wide sleeves slid along her white, transparent, soft and boneless fingers to her wrist. The crystal-like jade palm covered the lips painted in watercolor on the mask, and she let out a faint laugh, " So what the guests think of as paradise is the commillisian society?"

This inadvertent movement made that treacherous mask alive, and even Cheng Mo seemed to see a shy and beautiful face. This kind of imagination is more attractive than the reality, as if separated by a layer of white gauze Spy on the beauty who has never met on the other side, before she lifts the white veil, her heart is always trembling and throbbing.Just like online dating, or opening a blind box, the anticipation of the unknown is always the X medicine to seduce the soul.

I don't know whether Amedeo was dumbfounded, or he was speechless. He couldn't speak for a while, and after a long time in the silence, he seemed to come back and said: "It seems to be true."

"Then why doesn't the guest believe in Karl Heinrich?" the woman asked leisurely.

Hisch snickered, "Tell an old feudal aristocrat to believe in Karl Heinrich? It would be better to ask him to believe in Lucifer."

Amedeo sighed and said, "I can't say enough about the two of you. I can't say it willingly."

"Eating the wisdom fruit is not an unforgivable sin, is it?" said the woman.

Amedeo nodded, "Oh, of course."

The woman put down her hand covering her lips, turned her head to look at other people, and loosened her grip on the sky lantern pole on which the palace lantern was hung, and the palace lantern floated faintly in mid-air. She bowed and said softly: "I've neglected you all." Then she straightened up gracefully and asked, "Where do you all want to go?"

Everyone looked at Cheng Mo, and Cheng Mo replied, "Eden."

"Do you all wish to see Lord Nebuchadnezzar?"

Cheng Mo nodded and said, "Yes."

The woman raised her hand to hold the sky lantern pole again, made a gesture of invitation and said, "Then please follow me."

"Where are you going?" Cheng Mo asked.

The woman looked at Cheng Mo and replied, "Go to the Functional Theater."

Cheng Mo stared at the mask that was whiter than snow, showing an unbelievable expression, like smiling, but also like weeping.Reminiscent of the "Sensual Theatre", he was in a daze for a moment, and the woman had already turned around, holding the palace lantern and walking slowly towards the right side of the main hall, which was hidden behind the side of the sculpture, there was no light, only an abyss-like blackness.

A group of people looked at each other and followed the woman carrying the palace lantern.

The palace lantern hanging in front exudes a slight halo, reflecting a ball of light like a dandelion on the granite floor, and the woman's scarlet robe is very eye-catching in the dark like ink, like a painting of a lonely mood. In an ink painting, her surroundings are covered with thick ink, only a little light and her red skirt is like thick smoke and glaring blood. Although the red silk robe is extremely wide and not slim at all, it is inexplicably full of demons. The strange charm, especially the long black hair that almost drags the floor, and a golden headband is tied around the girdle with the dark pattern of white cherry blossoms. The waist, skirt, and waist were swaying in the wind like wicker, and he seemed to be able to glimpse the breathtaking curves under the red silk dress.Amidst the palpitations, a beautiful sense of dream is highlighted.Like a dangerous succubus seducing you into darkness.

Cheng Mo was full of vigilance, he moved his eyes to the white paper palace lantern with cherry blossoms painted on it, he didn't know if the light was too weak, or the place where they walked was too empty, in short, he couldn't see the edge at all, as if he was walking In the vast deep sea.

After following the woman for a while, Cheng Mo asked, "Excuse me, are you the Demon God Vasago?" After a pause, he continued, "If it's not convenient for you to answer, you don't have to."

The woman turned her head slightly, revealing her side face, her dark pupils also seemed to be turned to the corner of her eyes, it was indescribably weird, she smiled and said: "It's my concubine."

In fact, Cheng Mo couldn't read the smile from that mask, but he had the feeling that she was smiling in his heart. He was surprised, and asked again: "Vasago Demon God, can you tell us what the Sensual Theater is? ?”

"Since it is called a theater, it is naturally a place to watch a play as the name suggests."

"Just watching a show?"

Demon God Vasago nodded and said, "It's just a show."

Cheng Mo said: "I thought it would be like a rational square, a kind of checkpoint. At least literally, I can understand it this way. Rationality and sensuality are actually something opposed to each other."

"May I ask what happened to the guest at the Plaza of Reason?"

"Holy Light and God's Whip of Punishment," Cheng Mo said, "There are many."

"Ah~" Demon God Vasago covered his mouth in surprise, "The guest is really amazing! He can pass the Holy Light and God's Whip of Retribution with his own body."

Cheng Mo said calmly: "It's mainly because my companions are amazing." He suddenly realized that the two enemies, Amedeo and Xi Shi, hadn't quarreled all this time. He turned around, and there was no one behind him. He was the only one left.He asked calmly, "Then what kind of test should the sensory theater be? Let me enter a dream to receive all kinds of beautiful sensory stimulation and then indulge?"

"The guests are so smart, no wonder they can pass the rational square."

"It's not difficult to guess." Cheng Mo said, "I just don't know what will happen if I can't wake up from the dream?"

"Of course I will always enjoy sweet dreams!"

"It doesn't sound too bad."

"But you can die in a dream." Vasago said softly in a tone full of longing, "I will die at the extremely sweet climax, just like a drama, life can be as legendary as a drama, and Is there anything happier than this?"

"As long as you don't indulge in it, you'll be fine?"

At this moment, Demon God Vasago turned around and sighed, "The guest's friend is indeed very powerful."

Cheng Mo stopped in his tracks and looked at Demon God Vasago.

Suddenly, a bright silver knife light broke through the darkness, and Athena walked in through the light like a crack in a door. She raised her sword and pointed at Demon God Vasago. Such as electricity.

The Demon God Vasago retreated sharply, but he couldn't completely dodge the quick knife. The "Wanmei" mask on his face was split in two from the middle, flying in the air like a light leaf.

Cheng Mo glanced at it in surprise, and felt that the face under the mask of the Demon God Vasago was as white as jade, with an extremely gentle and gorgeous appearance, and a feeling of deja vu.It's a pity that Demon God Vasago's dodging speed was really too fast. He couldn't see Demon God Vasago's appearance clearly, and the other party disappeared into the darkness in an instant, leaving only the palace lantern still hanging in mid-air.

Athena stood beside Cheng Mo with Perseus in her hand, and Vasago's ghostly voice floated in the void.

"The two guests can each choose a room to enter at random. After finishing a play and answering three questions, they can leave the functional theater."

Cheng Mo lowered his eyes and asked in a low voice: "What's the matter?"

Athena responded: "It should be some kind of space skill. Or there is some kind of space device here."

At this time, the palace lantern hanging in the dark void in front of the two of them ignited, and the fire burned bigger and bigger, and the darkness was like a piece of black paper, which gradually burned to ashes, and the surrounding gradually brightened up. The illuminated Japanese-style corridor extended out of thin air amidst the flames, until it reached Cheng Mo's feet.

After the flames burned out, he and Athena stepped on the tatami-like corridor like this.Cheng Mo looked forward, the corridor seemed to have no end, and there were countless rooms with nameplates hanging on it. He looked to the left, and the wooden nameplate said "Shiranui" in Japanese, and the doorknob was still hung with "No one." " wooden sign.He turned his head to the right, and the door sign of the room on the right said "Ban Xia", the room in front of the right said "Flowers, Birds and Moon", and the sign hanging on the handle said "Someone".

"How?" Athena asked.

"Since it's just for watching a play, just choose a room and go in to watch it."

Athena nodded, "Find a room first, and I will protect you at the door."

"Don't worry about me. Since Lord Nebuchadnezzar set up a strange test, then this is not a rejection but an invitation." Cheng Mo smiled and said, "A fatal invitation."

(There are still about [-] words of manuscripts, which will be sent out after revision)

(End of this chapter)