Asian Girl Completion Manual

At this moment, in the Qiuzhi Gate area below the dynasty, in Baimeng's palace, the expression of the Death Lord Huo Lan was particularly serious compared to the previous looseness.

The reason was none other than the Jasmine in front of me.

Ever since she touched the base and began to manipulate its power to release Eliog's body from the seal of the Mother Goddess, her state has become increasingly weird, and her whole body seems to be affected by the scarlet power. Being grabbed and unable to break free, her long blue hair began to turn dark, and countless black lines appeared on her face, making her look particularly scary.

At first, Huo Lan thought that Jasmine couldn't move because she needed to control the base wholeheartedly, but soon he discovered that the power of the base was constantly eroding Jasmine's body, so he couldn't help but remind her,

"Master Sacrifice, this pedestal is..."

"I know, but if I stop, Demon God Eliog's seal may be renewed."

Jasmine's slender eyelashes were trembling rapidly like the wings of a butterfly, but at this moment her little face was pale, and midway through her words, she was filled with the cold feeling in her body. She quickly lowered her head, and then said,

"I don't know what the situation is up there, and the condition of Teacher Fisher, so at least we have to wait until there is definite news or they come back."

Emhard flew around anxiously and saw that Jasmine's fair arms were soon covered with scarlet. He couldn't help but gritted his teeth and said,

"Fischer, this guy definitely owes you. Oh, no, I want to go out and see what's going on outside! I'm sure that guy Baimeng who killed a thousand swords will do it."

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Looking at Jasmine, Huo Lan seemed to be touched, but soon he turned his head and looked outside, as if he felt some kind of breath.

"This is."

"Boom!"

"What's going on? Why is it starting to shake like this again? Isn't it a beating from above? Why is it that it feels like it's coming from underground?!"

Huo Lan's expression was a little dazed, feeling the breath that was constantly leaking from the ground. His body that had lost its end seemed to feel that breath, and felt trembling for the first time in a long time.

It's death.

He walked out of the palace uncontrollably, looked up at the top of the lava, and soon saw an open "door" in mid-air, as if some kind of seal had been broken, gently easing the terror that suppressed the dynasty. wake.

"What?! What kind of beast did this?! The door of seeking knowledge is not just the door of seeking knowledge. This shaking feeling, could it be some idiot who opened ten doors?!"

The square Emhard flew out, looking at the wide open door above, he became extremely panicked, flying around like a headless fly,

"It's over now. Fisher originally had trouble dealing with those guys above. Even if Eliog is added, I'm afraid he won't be a match. This time it's even more heavyweight. Death is also released. Isn't this adding to the chaos? !?"

At this time, Huo Lan came back to his senses from the feeling of obsession, but his soul that had been calm for so long vaguely sensed some kind of opportunity. He turned around and asked quickly,

"What does it mean when ten doors are opened and death will come out?"

"It means that the power of death will awaken again! The last time this thing came out, it was still in front of my eyes, in this utopia. Forget it, you don't know or know, you were not born at that time Well. You just need to know that many, many people will die! This is not that time, there are no demigods here, the only remaining mythical species are either sleeping or fighting to death on it. Oops, it's over."

Emhard's single eye looked at the open door above, and then looked back at Jasmine, who was sitting on the ground in the palace, her body covered in scarlet. After hesitating for a moment, he made up his mind and said to Holland,

"No, it can't be like this. There is still a chance now. I'm going to find the culprit who opened the door, and then close the door quickly, otherwise once the goddess of death is completely awakened, everything will be in chaos here!"

"Wait, you?"

Holland raised his eyebrows, looked at Emhard who was about to fly up squarely in front of him, and said this.

"Yes, it's me, Sir Great Book! What?"

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Huo Lan was silent for a moment, then looked towards the sky, shook his head and said,

"No, let me go. It should be more convenient for me than you."

"you go?"

Emhardt looked at Holland in front of him suspiciously. To be honest, he didn't trust him very much, especially at this time.

Everyone can see that this guy wants to die. Now that the power of death has completely awakened and is about to explode, it is very likely that this is his only chance. If he goes at this critical moment, it will be like a meat bun beating a dog.

If he goes like this, not only will things above him not be relieved in the slightest, but he will still be the only one to guard Jasmine here, which will be troublesome. It can be said that neither side can take care of it.

Faced with Emhart's hesitation, Holland hunched over, took out a cigarette from his arms, held it in his mouth, and then said softly,

"I will close that door. As for this, Fisher trusts you the most, and the priest of Longting will be left to you."

"Okay, you have to keep your word."

"Um."

Huo Lan smiled helplessly, then opened his hands, and shook out countless bird corpses with flapping wings from his sleeves. The birds quickly grabbed his clothes and clothes in tacit understanding, and lifted him from the ground. He pulled up and flew towards the wide-open Gate of Knowledge.

Emhard below watched him go away, obviously still feeling uneasy. It was a pity that he was just a book and couldn't do anything important. He could only reluctantly fly back to Baimon's palace to take care of the pedestal. Jasmine wrapped in power.

Jasmine in the palace closed her eyes tightly and tried her best to fight against the omnipresent cold. Time seemed sticky during such a difficult process, making Jasmine feel like her days were like years.

It was at this moment that a murmur from nowhere suddenly came to her ears. Was it an explanation from the bottom of her heart? Or is it a whisper from some unknown void?

Jasmine lowered her head, her broad chest rising and falling with her breathing, and soon a thin scarlet mist came out of her mouth,

"What's going on outside? Mr. Emhardt."

"Um, it's nothing outside. Just focus on yourself. It'll be fine."

"Where is Mr. Fisher? When will he come back?"

"Uh, um, he'll be back soon."

"Soon is so soon."

"That, should"

"One thousand years is not enough and five thousand years is not enough. Do we need ten thousand years?"

"What?"

"But. I can't hold on any longer. I really have to change."

"What, Jasmine, what are you talking about? Listen, Fisher is up there now! Calm down, you will definitely see him!!"

".Really?"

"Really, really, you must calm down!"

But Jasmine no longer replied to Emhart. She just lowered her head, and then suddenly said something that Emhart couldn't understand at all.

"Mr. どこ.どこにいるの"

"What, what, Jasmine, what are you talking about? Don't talk nonsense, you are going to scare me to death!"

Emhard became more and more anxious, thinking that Jasmine was too anxious because of her discomfort, so she couldn't speak clearly and began to talk nonsense. He became more and more restless, flying around the palace uncontrollably.

"Boom!"

As Holland ascends, the death that is about to erupt becomes more and more shocking. Of course, this is in the sense of feeling, because at this moment, the authority has not completely escaped and the goddess of death has not yet fully awakened. You can feel that the magma is becoming more restless and you can't see anything.

He quickly stopped near the illusory door that was wide open in mid-air. Standing on the protruding rock walls on both sides, he looked at the completely formless door and thought about how to close it.

After hesitating for a moment, he gently reached into his arms, pulled out a revolver, and then jumped into the space that opened in mid-air.

"Boom!"

But when he leaped into the air, a scepter covered with bandages suddenly stretched out from it. At the moment it was stretched out, the scepter suddenly burst open the bandages wrapped around it, unfolding to form a fork-shaped The tip suddenly locked Huo Lan's neck in it, so that his body that was about to enter the door was controlled in the air.

"Well!"

Huo Lan quickly stretched out his hand and pinched the handle of the scepter to prevent it from falling in mid-air. After all, he was not one of those demons or Fishers who had reached the mythical level, and he had not grown wings. If it fell, When I got down, I had to be slowly pulled up by those little birds.

The next moment, a rickety, bandaged and haggard human figure emerged from the dark door. He tightly grasped the scepter in his hand and said in an extremely terrifying voice,

"Who is it? Oh, another unlucky guy. Look at you, you are exactly the same as me. You were deprived of death, and you are left with nothing but the emptiness you felt when you were deprived of death. How pitiful."

After seeing Huo Lan's face clearly, Solomon was slightly startled and wanted to let him go. So he suddenly pulled back the scepter and Huo Lan who was controlled by him, and entered the dark space behind the door.

"But it doesn't matter. You know, soon, soon you and I will be free. Because that adult really showed us a clear path."

Solomon was almost crazy and threw Huo Lan to the ground. He quickly turned his head and looked around him, only to realize that they were in a deep place wrapped in a strong aura of death. From the soles of their feet, countless surging chaotic substances connected to the illusory doors that opened in all directions, exactly ten in number.

And as the ten doors were opened, the death that was originally hidden under the chaotic material began to become restless, and a faint blue light continued to seep from the chaotic atmosphere.

Immediately afterwards, Holland heard noises one after another, as if the heart of some existence was beating powerfully.

"Bang bang. Bang. Bang."

But there was more than one heartbeat. Soon, another heartbeat with a completely different rhythm also sounded, then a third, and then a fourth.

"Bang bang. Bang. Bang."

"Did you hear that, kid?" Solomon listened, and the grin on his face became more and more exaggerated. He looked back at Holland and asked, "Do you know what this sound is? Do you know the source of these sounds?" "

Huo Lan was stunned for a moment, and the memory of that time in the Western Continent was awakened bit by bit. He frowned, looked down at the heartbeat coming from the chaotic material, and murmured in disbelief,

"The god of the unconscious, the god of destiny, the ultimate raven of all things?"

Yes, he once believed in the Death Cult and knew the legend of this god well.

Legend has it that the goddess has ten thousand hearts, each beating to a completely different rhythm than the others. These heartbeats are both proof of her existence and the knell of death. And when the heartbeats in His body converge, He will appear and give death to all living things.

"Yes! That's right! We are now directly above the sleeping Crow, which is also the place where the Sea of ​​Chaos sealed him. Boy, wait, after a while, the God of Death will wake up, and then, everything on us will What was vacant will be given back to us, and we can finally die.”

Solomon looked at Huo Lan behind him with great excitement. Then, he quickly walked in front of Huo Lan, pressed his shoulders with both hands and said,

"I can feel that you are in pain just like me, right? Outsiders don't understand us and think that we who have lost death have gained immortality. In fact, they have no idea what this means.

"They don't know that everything about us is fixed at the moment when death is taken away from us. Our hearts are also firmly fixed at that moment, and can no longer accommodate anything new, and then we can only Watching the few remaining things in our hearts disappear over time, until nothing remains."

Solomon covered his face in pain, and the pungent corpse smell emanating from the bandages wrapped around his body instantly brought Holland's memory back to the days when he was rolling in the pile of corpses.

Of course he knew what Solomon meant by that feeling.

Being deprived of death may seem like a gift, but in fact it is an out-and-out curse.

As Solomon said, their hearts are also immortal at the moment they are deprived of death, but they can no longer accept any changes.

Every new person and existence that Holland meets will not be "existence" in his eyes, but dead objects. He could no longer get feelings from anyone or anything.

It's like ordinary people go to Shivali and eat a new dessert. It should be a delicious delicacy that makes people happy, but for them, they taste this completely new taste. The taste is empty, and the same is true in the heart.

Just like a decent gentleman who goes to Saint-Reis and gets acquainted with a beautiful lady, it should be an unforgettable encounter and a burst of love. But for them, such love is as if it has already happened. A withered flower, and the lady holding it a walking piece of rotten flesh.

Except for the feelings they have experienced and the subject that made them feel, all other opportunities to generate new feelings were deprived of them with their death and were "still" on the day they lost.

But in this world, they are the only two who are still and have no ultimate.

Therefore, when Holland watched his childhood sweetheart with whom he had a relationship was killed by domestic violence by her husband, and saw the hometown where he spent his childhood being massacred by artillery and soldiers, and finally razed to the ground, all his feelings were dead. There will be no new life.

Therefore, when Solomon's empire perished in internal strife, and his concubines, his children, and their bloodlines were wiped out in history, all of his inner being had been killed, leaving only the walking corpse that was still moving.

As ants, people always fantasize about "eternal stillness", but they don't realize that death is actually "a movement that still has an end."

When people conceive of giving up their own movement in order to obtain "eternal life", they also expect that everything they gain will grow endlessly with the movement. However, this is always impossible for humans.

Therefore, this mismatch between movement and stillness is the real fallacy in this fantasy called "eternal life", and it is also the real source of the two immortals' desire to die at this moment.

"Wait a little longer, boy, wait a few more minutes, and the Crow Goddess will wake up completely, and then we can get what we dream of."

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At this moment, Holland may also have hesitated, because at this moment, Fisher had promised him and the real purpose of coming here was already in front of him. He only needed to stand there and wait for a few minutes. can be obtained.

But the next second, he still sighed, blew out the cigarette that had only a tiny bit left in his mouth, and said to Solomon in front of him,

"When you died, cigarettes hadn't been invented yet, old man?"

"Varied"

The next second, he suddenly raised the barrel of the gun and stuffed it into Solomon's mouth. With a bang, Solomon's head exploded and fell to the ground.

But Huo Lan didn't hesitate at all. He just turned around and ran to the door where he came in, trying to close him.

"You bastard!! You are out of your mind and don't want to die. Don't take me with you. Don't ruin my good deeds!!"

This door was illusory after all, and Huo Lan didn't know how to close it. He reached out to grab it and went straight through the door frame and entered the dynasty. At the same time, Solomon who noticed his intention to close the door behind him was also completely angered. , he roared angrily while raising the scepter, rushing forward and inserting it into the head of the Death King, pinning him hard on the chaotic material.

"Fuck you, fuck you."

Huo Lan had just come back to life and was fucked to death by Solomon. Just after he was resurrected, he was fucked to death by Solomon again. Just when he was about to come for the third time, Huo Lan gritted his teeth and aimed at the junction of his crotch and shot him. .

"Ouch!! Holy shit!!"

Solomon fell down holding his crotch, but Horan stood up and kicked him hard again. The pain caused Solomon to point his head directly at his scepter, waiting to commit suicide before returning to normal.

Holland, on the other hand, was seizing every moment, thinking about how to close these doors while fighting with Solomon.

Needless to say, he quickly found the clue.

He discovered that there were some kind of markings shining with light of different colors floating on the top of these illusory doors, which looked exactly like the demonic marks outside. He thought for a moment and raised his gun before shooting.

"Crack!"

As a mark was hit and fell down, the originally illusory door solidified instantly, and Wufeng began to close automatically.

"Kakaka!"

"No!! What did you do?!"

However, Huo Lan didn't give him a chance, and then fired four shots in a row, hitting the remaining four marks in a row, closing half of the doors at once. He shook the magazine of the wheel and was about to replace the bullet when the evil-looking Solomon behind him roared and rushed towards him.

Huo Lan couldn't dodge in an instant, and was suddenly thrust into the chaotic material beneath him. The spear just hit his right chest, and the torn muscles instantly made his right hand loosen the revolver. , causing the pistol to rotate and slide out along with the inertia.

"Kakakaka!"

As time passed slowly, the chaotic material under them also fragmented little by little, and the heartbeats around them became more and more intense, as if something was about to break out of the ground.

"Okay, since you don't want to die, go and see the true form of the Crow Goddess! Let her bless you so that the immortal curse on you will last longer for all generations to come!"

Solomon did not kill him and let him recover. Instead, he pressed his head hard on the chaotic material beneath him, letting his eyes focus on the cracks in the material, and letting him face the true form of the Crow below. The light that escapes.

What are the consequences of looking at the true God?

The former Death Lord also asked this question to the old and immortal Destiny Lord, because she prevented him from observing the "Mother Goddess True Body" and the "Scarlet God" in the spiritual world.

"It's nothing more than death. Am I still afraid of death?"

"No, you probably won't die if you look directly at them. However, beings under demigods will be cursed if they look directly at gods. The lower the rank, the more serious the curse will be, and vice versa."

"A curse? What kind of curse?"

"A curse that makes your life worse than death, countless times worse than now."

"Then what happens if I close my eyes and observe?"

"Haha, you can try to see if it works, stupid pig."

The conversation with Mr. Destiny flooded into his head instantly. At this moment, Huo Lan, whose head was held by Solomon, faced the faint blue light coming from below. Even if he wanted to close his eyes, he couldn't do it, because the next moment, he His soul, all his consciousness was sunk below as if being dragged, to satisfy the most primitive curiosity, to look at the true form of the unknown existence in the dark place.

At that moment, he seemed to have participated in ten thousand strangers' funerals, either lying in the coffin and letting people remember him, or sitting down and mourning the death of the deceased with tears on his face, or becoming the purest first person. The three of them were paid to host the ceremony.

Are these deaths?

No, no, then what is real death?

At this moment, Huo Lan suddenly discovered that he couldn't seem to remember the name and appearance of his childhood sweetheart whom he had loved for so many years, nor could he remember why he left her to run around outside and made her have no choice but to marry the man who beat her and scolded her. 's husband's.

What exactly did you see?

Time stopped at this second, but the next moment, the death completion manual on his chest suddenly emitted an extremely unclean light.

"Holland."

"Leica."

From the endless blue, a gentle woman with an average appearance and a dark face stretched out her face from the unclean filth, blocking the front of the blue light, occupying all his sight.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered that no one in his hometown had enough to eat. How could his childhood sweetheart be such a beautiful person?

She should be sallow and thin, with dark skin and distorted figure due to the harsh natural environment and long-term labor.

She didn't want to leave, but because her family couldn't get rid of the trouble, so her father sold her to the rich in the city as a slave so that their family could have food rations for the winter.

Therefore, the rich man did not marry her at all, but treated her as a toy, and then beat her to death amid all kinds of insults.

At this moment, Huo Lan's eyes suddenly shrank, and the heart that had been silent for an unknown amount of time because it was deprived of death finally had a little flowing light at this moment. Even if it was only a little, it still made Huo Lan do something. reacted.

He took advantage of the moment when the "Leica" covered He Ya's true appearance, gritted his teeth and pushed back violently, letting the giant fork formed by the scepter tear his body apart, and at the same time, he flipped over violently to control Suolomon. , and then under his unbelievable gaze, Huo Lan responded in kind and pinned his head firmly on the chaotic material that was about to collapse, letting him face the rook below.

But he didn't have the Death Completion Manual like Holland. The moment he looked down, Solomon seemed to see something unbelievable, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably like chaff. Then, he His originally rickety figure began to deform uncontrollably, and even the bandages tightly wrapped around his body sprouted faint blue feathers with a strong stench.

"Holy shit!"

But Holland ignored him completely. He just rolled over and pulled out the fork from his body. He tremblingly picked up the revolver next to him and loaded it with difficulty.

"Ahhhhhh!!"

Behind him, Solomon's wailing became more and more shrill, and even began to turn towards the sound of some unknown bird. And Holland also finished reloading, and aimed a shot at his head.

After death, he stood up suddenly with twitching, and with the peak condition restored to his original state, he once again raised the revolver in his hand and aimed it at the mark of the devil above the door.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!!"

After five shots in a row, the moment the magazine was emptied, all the doors began to turn into entities and slowly closed.

Huo Lan breathed for a moment, looked at the closed doors, and then estimated the speed of the collapse of the chaotic material under him. He should be able to prevent the Crow from escaping before closing.

And he himself gasped and put his hand into his arms, wanting to light a cigarette, but the next second, Solomon, who had turned into a monster behind him, passed directly over him, suddenly reached out and grabbed the last one that was being opened. On the closed door, while the seven orifices were bleeding, he screamed miserably,

"No! No! No! It can't be like this. I'm not dead yet. Ouch. I can't close it."

"Hold!"

The cigarette in Huo Lan's mouth was so frightened that he dropped it to the ground. He saw that the last door had really stopped closing due to his insistence. He didn't even have time to replace the bullet. He quickly pulled out the gun next to him. The forked scepter on the ground rushed straight towards Solomon, and the fork sank into his feather-covered back.

"Ouch!!"

"Let go and close the door!"

"Why?! You..."

Solomon bit his beak, and the ferocious face with countless pairs of eyes and an exposed heart turned back to look at Huo Lan, only to see him holding the fork in his hand with a red face and bulging veins on his forehead, trying to stop himself from closing it. Door leaf.

At this moment, seeing his determined gaze, Solomon seemed to realize something and said in disbelief,

"How is it possible? You shouldn't? How can you have new emotions in your heart? It starts to flow again, but you... ow ow ow!"

"Let go!!"

Huo Lan gritted his teeth again and immersed the entire scepter into Solomon's body, feeling the little bit of vitality that began to surge in his heart. Even if this was not as good as a chance for an ordinary person, but for the dried-up undead like them, To me, this is like a torrent, like a tsunami.

Solomon's grip on the door relaxed little by little, and finally at the next moment, his whole body fell backwards uncontrollably, and Holland also took a step back with a sigh of relief.

The door in front of him closed little by little, but he had no intention of walking out. But the next second, Solomon suddenly stretched out his giant hand, grabbed him, and threw him out of the door that was about to close.

The strong aura of death inside the door was about to turn into a prison, but Huo Lan was thrown out at the last moment when the door closed.

He quickly looked back in mid-air, only to see countless pairs of Solomon's eyes looking at him at the same time. The struggling humanity was swaying in them, but at the last moment when the door was closed, he was swallowed up by the curse and turned into a monster that was neither human nor ghost. , which also made Holland completely unable to understand the significance of his last move.

"Ouch!"

Solomon's roar was blocked by the door, but Huolan had already fallen from the sky in a daze. He also returned to the sky in a certain area of ​​the Demon Dynasty from the last door. .

Dynasty was still shaking violently, but his head was still blank. He couldn't understand anything and could only feel that he was falling rapidly.

"Bang bang. bang."

In his ears, the heartbeat sound sounded like an auditory hallucination one after another. He thought it was the heartbeat of Crow, the god of death, but he felt that the heartbeat sound was single and fragile, not like the heart-stopping heartbeat of the god.

So the next moment, he reached out to touch his chest and felt the same regular vibrations as the sounds he heard.

It turned out that it was his own heartbeat.

He blinked, and the next moment his whole body fell straight into the churning magma below, and was swallowed up in an instant and disappeared into it.

"puff"

Um.

Perhaps this will answer the question Fisher had when he entered the Gate of Knowledge: "What would happen if Holland fell into the magma?"

"Oh, I'm too lazy to care about your defeated general! Something seems to have happened in the Dynasty. I have to go back and take a look!"

At this moment, in the middle of the southernmost sea of ​​the Southern Continent, in the middle of the island formed by countless steep mountains rising in the ocean, the six-armed Eliog finally discovered the flames soaring into the sky and the imminent aura of death there, and was worried. At the same time that Fisher was aware of the situation over there, she suddenly jumped up from here into the clouds and rushed towards that side.

And the high mountains here

Well, it didn't exist an hour ago, but the two eighteenth-level mythical species were fighting with all their strength at this moment, changing the terrain under the sea, especially because Eliog raised the south branch. Dozens of mountains from the mountain range came crashing down and formed an island right here, which is why it looked so abrupt and devastated.

"Whoa. Whoa."

At this moment, the inequalities and vulnerabilities between the mountains are continuously seeping into the sea water, forming a hundred and eighty "waterfalls" in the ocean next to them, toward the huge giant hundreds of meters deep in the center of the island. Flow into the pit.

In the huge pit, there were scattered feathers everywhere, bows and arrows deeply embedded in the ground, and blood stains all over the ground, all indicating the fierce fighting situation during this period of time.

In the center of the huge pit, a mutilated figure lay in the middle of the crack on the ground. One of his arms was broken, and his feet were broken and embedded in the ground. He could not get up for a long time.

His face was filled with blood, and the one eye he could barely open looked helplessly at the sky. At this moment, it was afternoon, when the sun was at its brightest and hottest.

Next to him, the sea water warmed by the sun finally reached him after the waterfall closest to him fell, but it was only two or three centimeters thick, which only awakened his turbid consciousness.

"Lost"

It was Barbatos who fought against the Demon God Eliog until the very last moment.

"Da da."

At this moment, the sound of feet stepping on the water came from the side. Because the whole body was hit by a huge force and embedded in the ground, Barbatos could not turn his head. He could only squint his eyes blankly and look at the sun. He cast a distressed look in the shadow formed below.

Barbatos' lips trembled for a moment, but he didn't say anything. The figure next to him slowly squatted down, then knelt down beside him, gently stretched out his hand, and carefully took him out of the depression in the ground. , held in his arms.

"Don't worry about it, sweetheart. She is only one step away from the nineteenth level. The only shortcoming is a full-scale war. It's just that she refused to fight for a long time and never took action. It really surprised me that she did it with you today. .”

In the misty pink eyes was Barbatos' most familiar love. At this moment, Sidi, who was not involved in the fight between the two parties, finally waited for the end and met his lover Barbatos.

And Barbatos opened his mouth, but did not reply to Sidi's words, and just asked,

"That side of Agares"

"It must have failed. Something big seems to have happened over there. It's almost burning the cracks. Even the authority of death has become restless. It's very troublesome."

"Is this so."

But at this point, neither Sidi nor Barbatos made any move. Barbatos just stretched out his hand and grabbed Sidi's fingers that were touching the wounds on his body.

Barbatos seemed to want to say something. For example, he wanted to explain why he left the dynasty and followed Baimon's strategy with Agares. He also wanted to say something. Now that Agares had also failed, what about Baimon's strategy? Probably just deceiving them

But at this moment, following the warm sea breeze outside, Barbatos didn't say anything. He just felt the caress of his lover, his fingers brushing against the dried blood on his forehead and the uneven knife edge. , until his slightly squinted eyes gently closed, and he felt everything around him.

Perhaps until this moment, they have not truly gained freedom, and were sealed into that dynasty by the Mother Goddess because of their race.

But at least at this moment, Barbatos' soul is free, just like the ubiquitous breeze.

Who would have thought?

Barbatos, who loves fame and attention by nature, has only one audience at this moment; Sidi, who loves sensuality and bliss by nature, has no demands at this moment, not even excessive contact.

It was only after a long time that Barbatos' explanation for everything came belatedly.

"That false god doesn't understand demons, and he doesn't understand us either. Even with the seal, he wants to separate us into different areas. I just want your body to come back to me."

Sidi closed her eyes and just smiled and said,

"Ah, I know it all, sweetheart."

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Apart from this, the two demon gods had no other conversation.

At this moment, only the gentle breeze and the gurgling sea water quietly brought the battlefield here to an end. (End of chapter)