[Mythology] Walking with God for 300 Years

Belial - one of the six Demon Lords of Hell.

Seeing that it was a visitor from hell, Asmodeus asked in surprise, "Your Majesty asked Belial to help?"

"I don't think so, otherwise he wouldn't hide his head and show his tail. ——Give me the book!" An Luoxia said and raised thousands of ice arrows at Belial.

"It's mine!" Belial said wildly.

"Are you crazy? Your Majesty wants this book." An Luoxia said.

"Don't mention that fallen angel!" Belial's face twisted slightly, pointing at Samuel and Asmodeus and gnashing his teeth, "Lucifer has never paid attention to demons! For so many years, he only learned from demons." Squeeze benefits to reward these fallen angels!"

An Luoxiya never talked much, and snapped her fingers after listening to Belial, and the dense ice arrows whizzed towards Belial.

"Your Majesty does not need you to judge!" Asmodeus said, attacking Belial.

"Hand over the book!" Raziel also said.

Messiah stretched out his finger, and the originally calm and waveless sea turned into overwhelming waves and rushed towards Belial. In the waves, countless sharp ice blades spun extremely fast.

He stood out of nowhere behind layers of waves, his long silver hair was blown by the sea wind and fluttered behind his head, and he said solemnly, "Devil, this book is neither yours nor Lucifer's."

Belial dodged left and right, turned into a black smoke and drifted towards the bottom of the sea.

Everyone chased after him and jumped into the endless sea.

Even if Anrosia, Messiah and others lost their strength due to the previous series of battles, Belial did not dare to confront so many people head-on at the same time, and kept walking towards the deep sea while fighting and retreating.

"Hurry up! Belial is running into the spiral trench." Asmodeus said.

The spiral trench is the deepest and most chaotic place in the sea. Since the creation of the world, the undercurrent and turbulent seawater in the trench has devoured and shredded all life that dared to approach it like the eye of a hurricane. Fine gold can be crushed into fine powder.

The sun no longer shines into the deep sea where they are now.

In the pitch-black water, the strange-shaped, thousand-meter-long submarine giant fled in fear, avoiding the energy fluctuations like meteorites falling to the ground and turbulent waves.

Every time Anroshiya wants to snatch the book from Belial, the Messiah on the opposite side will stop her. Similarly, every time the Messiah is about to defeat Belial, Anroxia will help Belial attack first. Messiah.

The two camps and the three groups of people are like this, and no one can do anything for a while.

If anyone had benefited from this chaos, it was Belial.

Everyone fought along the edge of the trench, completely oblivious to where they had swum in the chaos.

Belial once again dodged the attack in embarrassment, and hit Asmodeus fiercely with the flame whip in his hand. The pitch-black flame emitted violent white mist bubbles in the sea water, and the scorching energy made the sea water boil for thousands of miles.

Asmodeus spun around to avoid it, but Raziel suddenly raised her wings and flew in front of the flame whip, condensing a few kilometers thick ice shield with a strong front, forcibly resisting Belial's attack.

Behind him, under the crack of the seabed, there is a small man-made cave in the dark gray rock. There is a slender tail that looks like a fish but not a fish, and there are translucent fins attached. One swims and then disappears, hiding in a delicate after the rock carvings.

An Luoxiya stabbed Messiah with a sword just now, and when she turned her head to see this scene, she couldn't help but curse, "Raziel, you idiot."

But angels are like this, their innate pure nature prevents them from sitting idly by innocent people.

"A small tribe of sea monsters." Belial muttered to himself, suddenly thinking about it.

At the same time, there was a sudden tremor in the bottom of the sea, and scorching energy came continuously from below, almost boiling the nearby sea water.

"There are submarine volcanoes here!" Raziel said in surprise.

"And the volcano is about to erupt," Messiah said.

The Holy Son couldn't help but frowned, too many accidents had happened, and now there was another one.

Can't wait.

An Luoxiya calculated the time of the volcanic eruption in her heart, and set a timeline for herself, and she would leave no matter whether she got the book or not.

Raziel, who was behind the huge ice shield, also noticed that the volcano was about to erupt. He bit the tip of his tongue to concentrate, and once again chanted a spell to summon the book of the angel Raziel.

This method was so mentally exhausting that Raziel did not want to use it again.

"No! No! No!" Belial screamed, tightly gripping the Book of Raziel that was about to fly away, letting the silvery cover cut blood from his hand.

How can I give up!

He has offended so many people for this book, and if he gives up now, he will lose nothing and lose more than he gains.

Behind the ice shield, Raziel's complexion was pale, and she once again increased her power summoning book.

After a buzzing sound, this book, which attracted everyone to fight for it, finally broke free from Biriel, passed through the cracked ice shield, and returned to the hands of its original owner.

The mission failed.

An Luoxiya was angry and worried, but also a little relieved.

Noticing the abnormal temperature of the sea, the Krakens who had been hiding in the caves ran out crying and screaming, with countless red and swollen wounds on their bodies.

Asmodeus drew complex symbols with his fingertips, and then quickly flew into the twisted space channel.

Messiah also opened the space channel, and shouted to Raziel and the siren tribe behind, "Go!"

"Boom!"

There was another stronger shock than before, and the mud plate magma on the bottom of the sea grew a huge protrusion.

After a few seconds of silence, the crimson hot magma erupted with billowing energy, setting off earth-shattering explosions one after another on the bottom of the sea.

Raziel, who was already walking in front of the space passage, looked back, and the sea monsters there were crying in despair.

"It's too late," Raziel said.

It was too late for the Krakens to enter the space channel.

The handsome angel with blond hair and blue eyes made up his mind to show his holy and luminous wings, illuminating the dark and chaotic deep sea like bright moonlight.

"Messiah, you go first." Raziel pushed Messiah into the space channel with one hand, then turned around and flew towards the siren tribe without hesitation.

Seraphim flapped its wings and stood between the lava and the siren tribe, exerting all its strength to release its final strength to protect those siren tribes.

At the other end, Belial attacked Raziel desperately with a distorted face, a long whip wrapped in black flames in his hand, and rushed towards Raziel like a poisonous snake.

"stop!"

A hundred miles away, Anroxia, who had half of her body entered the space channel, turned around and looked back. After seeing this scene, she threw the rapier in her hand at Belial fiercely.

In an instant, it seemed that even time had frozen.

The blond-haired, blue-eyed angel tried his best to stand in front of the overwhelming hot magma in the sea, and behind him were hundreds of sea monsters crying in despair.

On the side, Belial rushed towards the angel with a distorted face, the end of the flaming whip aimed at the angel's heart, and his other hand was always ready to grab the book of Raziel.

Behind him, the long sword that was as smooth as water exuded a dark blue brilliance, like dots of starlight, and the cold tip of the sword was aimed at Belial. Not far away, Anroxia was going upstream in the sea magma, with long black hair Fluttering in the water.

next second.

Using her last strength to protect the siren, Raziel, who had no strength left, was pierced through the heart by the end of the whip.

"Hahaha!"

Belial, who had just received the Book of Raziel, laughed out loud.

A rapier with a dark pattern came from behind and cut off his arm. At the same time, roaring magma swept in, engulfing his arm and the book tightly held by his arm like a wave, and entered the spiral trench without a trace.

This bunch of books, which caused countless scrambles and accidents, fell into the sea and disappeared.

Since then, there has been no call from the master. If you want to find the "Book of Angel Raziel" from the spiral trench that is constantly changing and stretching for 10,000+ miles, no one can do it except God.

The unprotected sea monster was burned to ashes by the lava before it even had time to wail.

Belial hurriedly opened the space passage to escape.

The hot lava swept across the sky and covered the sky, hitting the eyes like waves...

But An Luoxiya no longer cared about him.

The girl with black hair and green eyes knelt on one knee in the deep sea, eagerly hugging the angel in her arms, listening to his heartbeat carefully, and faintly hoping that he still had signs of life.

The aura belonging to the angel in front of the heart flickered a few times before disappearing completely, and the angel body with a pure light structure began to crystalline nothingness, and after a few breaths, it turned into collapsing light dust, passing away from An Luoxiya's hands like quicksand.

"...Raziel?" An Luoxia called softly.

Her eyes were confused, as if she hadn't recovered from the accident.

Her best friend died.

No angel answered her.

There will never be an angel to answer her in the future.

There is only An Luoxiya left in this empty seabed, and there is no sound other than the roaring lava.

An Luoxiya closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, her pupils were red.

The first layer of hell - the Valley of Fire.

A pitch-black crack opened in the void, and Belial got out of it in a panic, with blood dripping from his right arm.

The ghosts and devils in the valley looked at their embarrassed monarch and whispered, Barr came out and asked urgently, "Have you got the book?"

Belial stared at Baer resentfully, "Not only did I not get the book, I also lost one of my arms, that damned Anroxia..."

"Today, you will still lose your life." The cold voice came from behind him.

A pitch-black crack crossed the sky at some point, behind the crack there was a faint roar of lava and sea water.

An Luoxiya, with loose ink hair and holding a long sword, walked indifferently step by step, and the flames of hell were imprinted on her beautiful, exquisite and flawless side face, like blood-colored patterns.

There was endless killing intent in those blood-red pupils that belonged exclusively to the devil.

Belial took a timid step back and retreated into her palace to let ghosts and demons stop her.

Hundreds of thousands of twisted and ferocious ghosts roared towards her, all over the sky and on the ground, they scrambled to devour her and tear her into pieces.

Fire and wind make a long way.

An Luoxia walked forward step by step, turning a blind eye to the ghosts with hundreds of thousands of hateful eyes. The shadow field spread under her feet, and the black ink spread between her fingers to the limit of what her eyes could see.

In the next second, countless flying birds with pitch-black wings took shape in the shadows, and then quickly grew into entities and escaped from the shadows, devouring the ghosts floating in midair, and screaming excitedly.

One hundred thousand ghosts were torn into countless pieces in the blink of an eye, falling in the shadows and devouring them, becoming a part of An Luoxia.

An Luoxiya's pale face regained a little color.

Disgusting taste, An Luoxia thought.

The ghosts tasted bitter, like rotting food, but she had been consumed and desperate for strength.