I'm a monster in Demon King's Castle

Downstairs, due to the influence of the three large masks, there were not many living people left. The white fluid continued to flow and settle, becoming nourishment for the green grass, further summoning the Old Goat.

As light and shadow counteracted each other, Noremore's movements became slow, absorbing the white fluid and extracting memories from the epic and his mind.

Leit also began to retreat, re-opening the light curtain…

What Leit summoned was the New Church—because Rufus and Vijes were ambushed by the Great Altar and the Masked Society, the New Church forces in Riftgold Mountain were contaminated, and Leit needed new help.

Prayers came from the light sphere, as the priests of the New Church took the opportunity to re-enter the hall through the light path, rectifying the white fluid and resisting the Old Goat alongside Leit.

Subsequently, even prayers from the Old Church appeared in the prayer.

It was the voice of the succeeding Pope Sistolum.

He was also exerting his strength.

The Old Goat, Torsos, Sistolum… A battle for the new faith was taking place among the three successors to the Old Church's faith.

Upstairs, apart from Jesse, the nobles of each family had already given up resisting the demons here.

The words of the epic, wrapped in the source of faith, were torn apart and fell to the ground.

The sound of the bone train's wheels was gradually approaching. After listening to the Gamma Epic, the great families needed to do something more meaningful as soon as possible to welcome the new era, rather than continuing to entangle with the demons in Riftgold Mountain.

Soya was whipping the shadows under the green grass, expressing the doubts and resentment in his heart.

"You wait for him!" Wang Nan shouted in a sobbing voice.

"Creation is… the new faith…" Zhong Fengyong hadn't realized that he hadn't been affected by the war in the world.

But the broken parts slowly detoured, reassembling into Zhong Fengyong's body.

The eight popes are vying for the right to interpret the epic, competing to be the "faith" in this epic.

It's just that those have not yet been understood by the instigators outside the main hall.

The hall had already begun to collapse, and the ground cracked, gradually spreading to all parts of the Seven Towns.

You must inherit the legacy of all the knights.

And Spad was still chasing Jesse to kill—after killing many knights, the snail set its sights on the Kingston family heir who was closest to Tier 9.

From the perspective of advancing to Holy Knight, this is actually a good thing for Jesse.

"Of course I will keep the mine and the armory… As for the town… it's collateral damage…" Tollem's voice turned into a mechanical sound, and his emotions gradually diminished.

And under these chaos, in the sky, there is even more expected power tumbling and stirring.

Advancing to Tier 9, Gamma had already lived into an epic. Wherever the epic is, he is forever immortal.

Under the bone sword, the sky shrouded by the light curtain and the white fluid presented a phantom color. Gamma's phantom rose into the air, gradually spreading in all directions.

In the armory, Jinshan had already witnessed the self-destruction of the mechanic, so of course he would not suffer again.

The Old Goat, Woodson, and Sistolum Zhong Fengyong each got a small piece.

"You want to… give up… Rift Lee?…" Leit was still receiving the power of Woodson and the New Church.

The doors through which the great figures of the entire empire come and go are opened and maintained by Leit.

Following the fall of the Heavenly Spine, those sources of faith that were being pulled and then re-integrated by the epic further descended and fell to the ground.

Originally, this should have happened in the distant north, but the Gamma Epic gave the Old Goat the opportunity to modify the ending. Woodson and Sistolum Torsos were also happy to use the epic to make the continent closer to faith, so they further ignited this phenomenon.

The light spheres in this part of the boxes also greatly occupied Leit's ability.

After all, Hunter Thumbtack had already endured to the limit, and a little more would have been death.

The rays crossed thousands of miles of land, causing devastating damage to the Holy Mine Town.

The mechanical eye fell to the ground, becoming a beacon with a flashing red light.

At this moment, no one was thinking about where the townspeople of Rift Lee should go.

It was not until this moment that Jinshan and Yingying woke up from their stillness.

Seeming to approve of Tollem's decision, amidst a chaos, Leit's light curtain gradually closed.

You stepped over the endless green grass, walked to the center of the grassland, stroked the Old Goat's eyes, licked them, as if wanting to lick out some tears to taste.

"Die… then…" The magic core in Tollem's hand deformed, about to evolve into an explosion that would cleanse everything.

The magic core and Zhong Fengyong's body were split in half, and then completely shattered—rather than a bone greatsword, it was more like a pillar that stood tall.

Because I realized that if a small part of faith was torn off by the Old Goat, the future of mankind would be even more difficult.

The revealer of light struggled to support the advancement of the great figures, and it was difficult to launch an offensive against Noremore.

"What's going on?" Tollem asked Leit, "Have they all left? If they've all left, I'm going to blow it up. I must blow up those demon spawn in the library…"

Leit was preparing to leave.

Also, at the moment of waking up, Jinshan nodded slightly. The huge bone sword in the air burned and fell rapidly, cutting off Tollem's body…

Afterwards, the temperature of the magic core held by Zhong Fengyong rose rapidly, seemingly activating some kind of self-destruct device.

White fluid flowed on the surface.

The Old Goat seemed to accept your humble request, and in the blink of an eye, absorbed you into the tear glands.

Vanna.

Although Zhong Fengyong no longer had the magic core in his hand, the glasses device on his face was still there.

Like a new battlefield related to faith.

"What… Great Altar… Odegott… Faith…"

"Heh… heh…" The mechanical laughter.

Weenie lit a flame on the huge bone sword in the air, smiling, staring intently at Tollem who was preparing to self-destruct.

The Flow Curse has also become a member of the many sects on the Great Altar.

Jinshan and Yingying were still still, only tentacles, dominoes, and skeins rolled and stirred in their bodies, completely lost in where the main body was, like a seaweed that was growing wildly in Wang Nan's box.

The projection of the Heavenly Spine, which had previously been torn into eight pieces, was now on the verge of disappearing—before disappearing, the faith was further united from eight directions.

At this time, among the constantly falling flames and broken walls, a wet figure emerged from the rapidly flowing white fluid, a brown figure.

Of course, Jesse was willing to have the first conference held after becoming the heir end due to the demons' disturbance, but at this time, you did not have much energy to deal with all of this.

But Noremore didn't respond.

"I'll clean you up when I get back!" Woodson kicked Sophia into the light sphere.

"Looking at his dad?" Tollem's glasses device separated, one mechanical eye aimed at Weenie in the flames, and the other mechanical eye aimed at Leit, who was still standing in the center of the hall.

At the same time, in my voice, a red light lit up in Rift Zhongfeng, which came from the newly built huge spire in the Holy City, a ray blooming from the top of the spire.

Jinshan was very sure.

"What I want… is not explosion… is disappearance… is for all of your demons to disappear…" Zhong Fengyong didn't even pay attention to the body exposed from the gears, the mechanical eye further separated from the head device…

The great nobles left first through Leit's light gate, bringing great pressure to Leit.

The Gamma Epic, plus the eight popes, is re-summoning the era of faith.

"Eye of Mercy, my masterpiece…" Tollem opened his arms, then turned into a pile of broken curtains and gears, disappearing in place.

We each had our own thoughts, all confused.