Anyway, these ridiculous guys have been blinded by the so-called "honor", and in their hearts, there is only one common goal - to become an "apostle". This "title", which indicates the strongest strength, is both a symbol of terror and the highest belief for most people in the Demon Realm.

I don't remember the day they started calling me that: the Apostle Bakar.

At that time, I realized that the color reflected on me was not the color of the sun to others, but also the red of blood......

Of course, there are a few other guys who are called "apostles" besides me. I've looked at each of them carefully, and while I don't know what they're capable of, I'm amazed that I can feel the same special aura about them as I did when I first met Herder. At the time, they were all staring at me, and I think those guys should have felt it too.

Although they are all members of the "apostles", most of them are not in my eyes at all. Except for him - the guy who doesn't show up often, but definitely can't be ignored. Every time I think of him, I can't stop shaking. With my current strength, I can't even predict his strength at all, how powerful he really is......

That man was the First Apostle "Karn".

I've had countless mental images of my fight with Karn, but each time the result was my body torn apart by his hands...... For the first time in my life, I felt the fear of death.

I thought, maybe one day I'm going to fight to the death with these self-proclaimed "apostles"? I don't know why they're here, or maybe because of that woman, like me.

If that's the case, there must be some secret in the Demon Realm that we don't know so that Herder is willing to travel all over the other dimension and bring us here. But, what is the reason? I still don't have a clue.

I'm not in a hurry to find out, though. Anyway, as long as I don't run away, my fate will definitely wait for me ahead. And the only thing I can do now is wait......

Waiting for the next time, the day when the seven-colored light will illuminate the sky of the Demon Realm again, I think there will be new life at that time. It's just that I don't know if it's another "apostle", or a weed growing in the corner, silently waiting to wither?

As usual, that day, I was flying haphazardly in the air.

Despite the darkness, you can vaguely see some new buildings - these are the work of the new architect, the old man. His name seems to be "Luke", and he is a weird old man who never speaks, and only desperately builds useless things like a madman. He showed me how terrible it is for normal people to become old fools......

Of course, Luke is known as the "Maker", not only does he make messy things, but he also generates electricity at times...... In a dark world like the Demon Realm, I also find it incredible that there can be electricity.

However, the existence of such "electricity" is very rare, and as far as I know, there are at least two conditions: first, when "Andersen" in the center of the orbit is asleep, and second, Luke happens to be free and has the spare energy to generate electricity.

And that day was the time when both conditions were met.

I only remember that the lights were sparse at that time, which made the whole city look even more hazy.

But even such lights only lasted for a while, and soon went out. I was about to fly back when I suddenly saw something...... No, I should say I'm sure I'm seeing something......

In the light just now, the walls of the buildings looked so unnatural...... I couldn't be mistaken. Three k

It must have been the ghost of that weird old man!

Fortunately, the power has just been out for a short time, and the old man should still be there. I whizzed past the rooftops of the building, flying at breakneck speed towards the center of the orbit.

"Hey, dumb old man. You power me again!" After finding Luke, I landed steadily through the air and shouted at him.

But Luke just went about his business and didn't pay any attention to me.

"I saw something in the light just now, you can help me confirm it!"

The old man still didn't look back, as if he hadn't heard what I said. It made me even angrier – no one had ever dared to ignore me like that!

I let out a lot of air in my nostrils and lunged at him. Under the loud noise, the huge body stood in front of Luke. The noise of machinery echoed between the massive walls and ingots, and the entire center of the orbit seemed to vibrate slightly.

I thought that this terrifying appearance should be able to frighten him, but I didn't expect him to be indifferent. The joints of my fists rattled as I clenched them. It's a pity that I can't touch a single hair of his hair until I achieve my goal......

I tried to take a deep breath to calm myself down, then pointed to the generator and slowed my voice, "That...... Luke, could you please turn on the power again?" Whether the strange old man could hear it or not, the sincerity I look on now should impress him, right?

Finally, Luke stopped what he was doing and stared at me blankly.

When I say he "looks at me", I'm just speculation. Because he wore heavy glasses, I couldn't be sure where his eyes were staring. Maybe I should put it another way, he turned his head in my direction and "stared" at me for a long time.

After a while, I saw his mouth, covered by a thick beard, open and close.

"Old man, you have something to say to me?...... By the way, you built these houses?"

In response to my "friendly" inquiry, Luke turned his head back again. Fortunately, after thinking for a while, he flipped a few switches. Then, I heard the huge gears of the engine rattling and rattling.

As soon as I saw the engine working, I spread my wings and flew back to where I was. I hovered in the air nearby, waiting for Luke to power up again.

Soon, the sound of "squeak ~ bang ~" was heard from a distance. Then I saw that starting from the center of the orbit, the lights all around me turned on in turn.

Now I can finally confirm what I couldn't see clearly.

It's just that I didn't expect that on the wall of the complex, there would be such a picture: a giant dragon in the burning flames, stretching its neck and roaring. Although it was only an image of the light reflecting on the building, I knew that the person who projected this image clearly had bad intentions.