The gloomy sky, the sunset that will not set on the edge of the sea and sky, the endless sea creatures that rush to the shore are crushed like black clouds, and the endless sea creatures are worshipping the naked girl on the lava.

The beautiful serpent-man princess, dressed in a full costume and wearing a crown on her head, walked slowly towards the hot lava surrounded by the sea giants. Where her long fishtail moved, the hot lava turned into cold rock.

In front of the naked body, she didn't dare to look directly at the figure.

In her keen perception, that figure was like a deep and strange black hole, constantly devouring all the eyes that tried to snoop, the coldness and greed were terrifying.

She tried to hold back her excitement and wanted to cry, then slowly leaned over the figure, closed her eyes, pressed her smooth forehead against the rock, and spread her hands on the ground.

"My Father, welcome you back. ”

The Father of the Serpent created the Serpent Man, so all the Serpent Man can be said to be the children of the Serpent Father.

No matter how his appearance changed, the bloodline instinct spoke for itself, and it was indeed the father of the serpent who had awakened from an ancient slumber. The return of the King of Unogaya, as well as the return of the Father of the Serpent, seems to herald the advent of an era of serpents.

In the very old past, the snake people once created a powerful and glorious era.

In those days, the floating cities of the Serpents rose to the skies so that the skies were no longer the preserve of birds and angels, the massive brass giants roamed the land of the Atlanteans to open new colonies for the Serpents, the scholars of magic and astrology pursued the forbidden mysteries of eternal life, and the Serpents and Serpent people sang the praises of the Father of Serpents and the wise King who believed that a bright future lay ahead.

Now, with the return of the King and the Serpent Father, it seems that all this will be repeated.

"We are the last bloodline of the snake people. ”

When Yaan Jemu was young, her mother used to say so.

Since she was born, Ya'an Jemu has shouldered the mission of this ancestral inheritance, working for the prosperity of the snake people and the entire snake civilization. When she realizes that Roberts has transformed into a snake man, although there is a loss, then there is joy that she has found a companion and she is no longer alone.

And now, as if a beautiful era was about to begin in her testimony, how could she not be excited?

But in front of her, there was only cold silence in response to her.

The naked red-haired girl looked at the sky with her eyes open and erect pupils, as if she was thoughtful, and did not mean to look at Ya'an Jemu at all.

The Serpent Father doesn't seem to notice his family.

The snake princess didn't dare to speak again, but just prostrate in front of the snake father, and her heart was worried, after a while.

"Ho...... I see. ”

The Father of the Serpent seemed to laugh, the old and strange words of the Old Serpent Man, with disdain and mockery.

Then, a heavy weight landed on Ya'an Jemu's slender back.

"Hmmm......"

She gritted her teeth and let out a muffled grunt, her slender and boneless hands clutching the ground, but she didn't dare to resist, because it was the feet of the Serpent Father who stepped on her.

Yaan Jemu was not a warrior who was good at fighting, she had a lot of knowledge and was good at spells, but she was very weak in physical fitness. Although the incarnation of the Father of Serpents seems to be just an ordinary human, it weighs unexpectedly heavy.

“......”

The back that supported the weight seemed to make some kind of strange noise.

But even so, she struggled to keep her balance, not daring to shake the serpent father on her back.

And the existence of stepping on her slender back, but he didn't care about her hardship and hardship at all. For it, it may not even realize that it is stepping on the body of a fragile girl.

Dirt, magma, and the back of the snake princess seemed to make no difference to it, just as a human walking does not care whether his feet are on the dirt or on the weeds.

Stepping on the slender back, following the huge sea turtles that spontaneously spread into a line, in the worship of the endless creatures under the sea, step by step into the depths of the sea.

When the figure disappeared into the sea, the sun set completely......

But Ya'an Jemu was prostrate in place, her dress was crooked, and the small silver-white crown also fell to the side, her face was a little dazed and lost.

For some reason, she couldn't feel the love of the snake father, who created the snake man, and the snake man was its heir, but why...... All she felt was indifference.

She was born with the ability to discern the minds of others, like a mirror that reflects the subtle thoughts of others. Even the most indifferent King of Unogaia, although he is indifferent and ruthless, but ruthlessness does not mean that there are no ideas, but it seems that the thoughts of King Unogaya are extremely subtle, and the father of the serpent ......

From the beginning to the end, the Serpent Father did not even glance at him, not even a single creature under the sea.

Yes, she was sure that even as the endless creatures of the sea flocked to this shore to praise it, the Serpent Father did not realize it at all, but simply ignored it completely.

It's just doing what it wants to do, that's all.

Her lips twitched slightly.

"Why...... Doesn't the Father love us?"

Do parents not love their children?

Her heart was extremely confused, as if something she had believed in since childhood had been overturned.

In the sky, there were many huge shadows and darkness, like black clouds spreading out, and they let out a shrill howl, as if they were mocking the small creatures on the ground.

Those weird, monsters of the old world...... The demon gods have finally come out. They hovered in the air, eventually heading towards the ocean, where the old world and the new world were mastered.

Beneath them, the ruined New York was littered with lava, like purgatory, and the sky was completely plunged into darkness.

......

Remnants of the old world.

The air was filled with the smell of sulfur, the ground was full of hot lava, and the purgatory-shaped world was empty, and almost all the monsters had fled. The defeated angel fell from his throne, his body soaked in blood, and all his wings had been shaved off.

It was covered in blood, and it knelt on one knee, barely holding its broadsword, motionless, as if it were dead.

But no monster really believed it was dead, not even the powerful demon god Baal, who had cut off one of the last angel's wings, was so powerful that the gods didn't dare to confirm if it was really dead.

Or rather, is it really going to die?

No being was sure that they had escaped from this tens of thousands of years of fragments of the old world, but no monster dared to approach the angel who seemed to be dead to see if it was really dead.

But in the empty lava world, there is an uninvited guest.

When he appeared, the blazing world was filled with a golden glow.

"You've failed. ”

The calm, cold voice was like that.

The muscular body is bare, and an unknown animal skin is wrapped around the waist, primitive and quaint.

Walking in the wreckage of this old world, the oldest human exuded the glory of his past, as bright as gold and as bright as the sun, like a god descending from the earth, making it impossible to look directly at the overly intense light.

He slew the dragon that symbolized the earth, took the first seeds from the dragon's lungs, and spread the green little by little to the earth, his parents were the sons of God created by God's own hands, his wife was the daughter of Satan the Devil, all human beings had his blood in their veins, and the gods and demons had opened their doors to him.

Whether to obey the gods or bow to the demons, everything is only in his thoughts, except for the vice monarch of the kingdom of heaven in front of him, he is already the closest life to the gods and demons.

The angel in front of him moved, still half-kneeling on the ground, covered in blood, as if he was really dead.

But the oldest humans did not move, just waited.

Half an hour later, a hoarse voice rang out.

"Yes, I failed. ”

His eyes slowly opened, and the blood-stained son of fire looked at the child of the earth in front of him, exuding infinite brilliance, two different gazes, one with deep exhaustion, but deep it seemed to hide some kind of tenacity, and the other gaze was extremely cold.

The fallen angels, the ancient humans, are also a continuation of the myth.

The oldest human looked at the blood-stained angel in front of him and said coldly.

"You're getting weaker. ”

The angel was noncommittal.

"Yes, I'm getting weaker. ”

Examining the angel in front of him deeply, the oldest human shook his head.

"Scrap. ”

The waste in his mouth seemed to have some deep meaning, and the angel was silent for a moment.

Then, the angel calmed down.

"Yes, it's normal for a scrap to fail, and I've done everything I can with this scrap. ”

He didn't deny the fact that he was a scrap, the former vice president of heaven and the last angel just said so. Even if he was once the vice-monarch of the kingdom of heaven, when it was abandoned, it was just a scrap.

Then, his eyes moved slightly, and he looked at the human in front of him who radiated infinite radiance.

"Why, then, Son of Adam, have thou come? ”

"I'm here to kill you. ”

The voice was as calm as ever.

When this was heard, Lucifer ...... No, or maybe Metatron felt a little weird, a human, a human, would say that he was going to kill himself?

Humanity, what a small word, in its heyday humanity was only a baby pampered in swaddling clothes, but now, the most powerful human being in the world can fight against itself.

He opened his mouth and laughed inexplicably.

"Hah...... Hahahahaha......ha

With his low laughter, his originally exhausted gaze became more and more indifferent, and his body exuded a solemn aura, and the severed wings behind him grew one by one.

Unlike the previous black wings, the new wings are as white as new.

The body that was originally half-kneeling slowly stood up, and its body became more and more huge, ten meters, one hundred meters, one thousand meters, and ten thousand meters...... Higher than the mountains, bigger than the ocean.

Eventually, the angel's body seemed to fill the entire purgatory world.

The magnificent body was connected between heaven and earth, the handsome and indifferent face was crowned with a blazing blood-colored sky, but his feet were already in the depths of the magma sea, and the thirty-six pairs of fiery and light-like flame wings behind him were completely unfurled, and the wings were waved to cover the heavens and the earth.

The dazzling light that emanated from the wheel of light behind his head shone the whole world, and in this world of sulfur and magma, there was no light comparable to him, and nothing could compare to it.

In front of this angel who crossed the heavens and the earth, the oldest human beings were only as small as dust, and at this moment, this angel king was indifferently gazing at the small dust in front of him.

It is not the fallen angel Lucifer, but the vice-monarch of heaven, the king of angels, the angel of fire, the son of fire - Metatron.

It is the king of angels born from the radiance of God, possesses the most powerful power among angels, and in a sense is a god in itself, the only god other than God, because it is a part of God.

Looking down at the tiny dust in front of him, there was no joy or anger in the pupils of the King of Angels, and the Flame Sword was held upside down with both hands, and the tip of the sword was placed on the ground below him.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

More than a billion tons of behemoths fell, and surging oceans of lava were mercilessly split and pierced.

The huge giant thing stands in the sea of lava like a pillar of the sea, a mountain, an optimus pillar, a violent lava tsunami stirring this giant pillar, but it is as powerless as a mayfly shaking a tree.

"Kill me? It's up to you to see if you're qualified. ”

The deep voice turned into thunder, shaking the wreckage of the old world.

Even if he is dying, the King of Angels is not something that anyone can despise, and even if the huge star is dead, the splendor that blooms before death will be beyond imagination.

At this moment, it is in its heyday, and it is undoubtedly the strongest under God.

And in front of this behemoth that supported heaven and earth, the oldest human beings raised their heads and looked at the huge thing in front of them, and their calm faces did not change.