Under the starless night sky, there were many people, and Shakti was one of them.

"The Buddha Gate is finished."

Shakti silently closed his eyes, his eyes filled with sorrow.

In order to help mankind, Shakti did not hesitate to choose to descend to heaven as an adult, but he never expected that the first to fall was the god and Buddha who were once high above. The partner who once fought side by side against the Demon King, and the comrade-in-arms who was the protector of the Dharma for twelve days, is now the only one left.

"Lord Shakti, it doesn't matter to you."

The Black Rabbit stood aside, looking at Shakti with concern, his face full of worry.

No one understands the sorrow of losing a home better than Black Rabbit.

Emperor Shakti smiled with relief, when did the strongest military god in the hall fall to the point where he needed his family to worry.

"Don't worry, I'm not weak enough to worry about others."

More than worrying about his companions, Shakti was now more worried about the situation in the heavens.

A huge black cloud enveloped the entire upper layer, and with the fall of the "Buddha Gate", the black cloud gradually had a tendency to spread to the lower layer.

This means that after the Demon King who commanded countless demons cleared the upper layer, he began to march towards the lower level.

What the odds are, Emperor Shakti only knows that it is an extremely slim probability.

What the owner of Castlevania symbolizes, judging from the celestial phenomena, it is undoubtedly related to the activity of the sun.

I am afraid that this cannot be wrong.

But I don't know why, even if he saw through the true nature, the emperor's heart was still faintly uneasy.

The extinguishing of the sun may be related to the symbol of the vernacy, but it is by no means so simple to defeat the vernacy. His essence should be something deeper hidden than the death of the sun.

Actually, he understood.

Originating from the darkest side of the human heart, it is the source of the power of the Pure Truth, and the place where it was born.

If he wants to completely destroy Cangzhen, he must completely cut off the source of his power.

But is that possible?

Destroy the dark side of the human heart, the kind of thing that even the greatest gods can't do.

Not to mention human beings, there is no dark place in the hearts of gods and Buddhas.

Human beings are beings with positive and negative postures, and the absence of either side can lead to unimaginable consequences.

However, after knowing that Cangzhen was preparing to attack the lower levels, the apprehension in Emperor Shakti's heart disappeared instead. Compared to the attack that came at some point, it was a relief when the attack began.

What's more, the dark days have lasted for almost a week, and the crops have long been unable to hold on. Not to mention plants, even people's fighting spirit is almost worn out.

"Okay, you can solve the rest of the matter yourself, don't come to me no matter what!"

Throwing away the White Yaksha, who threw away such words, Shi Shiran returned to Castlevania and continued her life of eating and drinking.

Cangzhen, who returned to Castlevania after that, nodded helplessly, glanced at Leticia, and ordered everyone to gather.

The most critical moment has finally arrived.

For this day, Cang Zhen has long been looking forward to it.

Although Cang Zhen doesn't care about the fate of the Demon King, the mission of the Demon King and anything like that, he is still quite interested in carving his own legend in the history of mankind with his own strength.

Sitting upright on the throne of Gundam, Cang Zhen looked at the demons and dependents he led below, and brewed a speech for a while.

"Cheer, everyone! The nosy gods and Buddhas trembled at the feet of us, and we had reached the apex of the demon king. Are you satisfied, though? For such a world! ”

"I thought, is this world right?"

"The gods and Buddhas are high up, hidden behind the scenes, leading the development of human history, and all the history that seems to be the trajectory of the world is just the result of the powerful people in the gods and Buddhas plucking the strings of fate. The so-called heroes put aside the 'gifts' of the gods and Buddhas, what is left! Is this what we expect from a hero? ”

"Is the history of mankind that has developed in this way true?"

"Relying on the 'gifts' of the so-called gods, Buddhas, and Shuras, did human beings really play a decisive role?"

"Is it reasonable for gods and Buddhas to wantonly give 'gifts' and interfere with the direction of the world in the name of games?"

"This world is just an amusement park for gods and Buddhas, and the name of 'Hakoiwa' traps gods and Buddhas, or human beings, or us."

"I'm tired of this box garden. I thought about it for a long time and finally came to a decision. ”

"Poke through the 'court in the box' in the hands of this god, and to hell with this 'box garden' that the gods love!"

The demons cheered for a provocative word, and their disrespect for the gods was their greatest encouragement.

Smashing this amusement park loved by the gods, even the god of death was overjoyed at the thought of the distressed look of the gods and Buddhas after that.

So be it!

Cang Zhen raised his hand and pressed it down slightly, and the sound of the demon's roar disappeared immediately.

"The remnants of the gods and Buddhas fled to the lower levels, but that didn't matter. Tomorrow all order will be shattered! ”

And chaos is what Cangzhen is praying for.

There's nothing wrong with chaos.

Compared with the immutable order and stability, Cang Zhen believes that human beings need chaos more, even if it costs blood.

The escalation of chaos is war, and the development of the world is always inseparable from war, and every war has vigorously promoted the rapid development of human history.

Isn't this the choice of humanity itself?

There may be people who suffer in chaos, but for all of humanity, war is a leap forward.

Chaos is the driving force of development, the power that spurs the times to "move".

Now, Cang Zhen has raised his "whip", ready to give this era a whip.

As the Demon King opposite the Order of Light, this is exactly what he does.

The task of reviving the stagnant era.

This is also the obligation of every demon king.

Human beings are under the control of the gods and Buddhas, and they are accustomed to relying on the "gifts" of the gods and Buddhas. What will become of the loss of the "gift" is truly for people to see.

Without the sun rising in the east and west on the west road, the date can only be calculated by relying on a clock that does not need light.

When the bell in Castlevania rang for a new day, the Castlevania army was ready to march down the ladder behind the Commander.

Letting go of the nun Aisha, who was bare and pale and weak, she wiped her lips and beckoned Leticia and the rest of her family to start moving.

The attack came so suddenly.

Unlike demons who have a premeditated initiative advantage, the "Crusper Alliance" is somewhat less prepared.

The community in charge of patrolling and guarding the perimeter was very dutiful, and immediately spotted the attacking demon army. After raising the alarm, they grabbed their weapons and rushed forward, and a fierce battle ensued.

Others, however, had just woken up from their sleep. The indistinguishable time, the upside-down and deranged biological clock make many people tired.

"Brothers of the Dragonhorned Lion, it's time to show our bravery! Follow me! ”

More than humanoids, beast-like warriors are fearless to attack the demons, dragging down the demon legions that are hundreds of times larger than their own.

It's a pity that the fighting spirit is good, and the result is bound to be miserable.

However, their sacrifice was exchanged for time for the others to assemble.

A black shadow swept by, and the scythe that flashed with cold light slashed, and the movements of the scarred warrior on his body paused in vain, and the upper and lower bodies slowly separated.

Death raises the life-stealing scythe and reaps the lives of the battlefield at will.

"The last one!"

The words of death became the last voice heard in the life of this stubbornly resisting warrior.

The last warrior fell.

The blood-stained scythe passed through the back of her heart, hanging her in the air.

Sarah Terdorek, the leader of the "Dragonhorned Lion" Alliance, volunteered to take on the task of guarding and died at the age of 200.

Help didn't come until the end.

Shakti, the leader of the "Sruper" Alliance, stopped Sixteen Nights and Sandora, who wanted to rush to the rescue.

From the time the warning was received to the time when the assembly was complete, a full five minutes passed.

Maybe five minutes isn't enough time to drink a pot of tea, but for Sarah, who fights the demon king with the strength of a mere guard, this time is the time it takes to die.

Even if Sixteen Nights and the others rushed over immediately after gathering, all they could see was Sarah's corpse.

This is because the patrol area of the guards is much larger than the garrison of the "Raider" alliance. Their task is to sacrifice themselves and give others time to prepare. In other words, it was doomed from the beginning that the guards would not have come back alive if there had been a battle.

In fact, Sixteen Nights and the others didn't have time to be sad at all, because when they were pulling, the demon's figure had already appeared in their sight.

Most of the "Dragonhorn Vulture Lion" alliance has been wiped out.

"Keep an eye out for the Demon King! Don't get entangled in small characters, leave the demon legion to others to solve. Everyone must act according to the previous arrangement! ”

Shakti's orders were a little cold, single-handedly pushing the rest of the community into battle, but it was a last resort. Moreover, the other communities have also agreed to this plan.

Everyone has their own tasks, and it is impossible to put the strong ones to deal with the little minions. If the strong man who needs to fight against the Demon King consumes too much physical strength, then who will fight against the attack of the Demon King.

"I'm going to avenge Sister Sarah!"

Sandora shook off the black rabbit's hand and rushed into the battlefield with tears in her eyes, finding the mighty Grim Reaper.

The blood-thicker bond tells Sandora that the skeleton in front of her is the murderer of her sister Sarah. The bloody scythe, one part of the blood on it may have belonged to Sarah.

Sandora's fists clenched tightly, and "Castlevania" destroyed her home "Salamandar", killed her brother, and now even her sister......

A fiery flame of vengeance erupted from Sandora's mouth, and she puffed up her breath as the demons around her screamed and turned to ashes.

However, Sandora's target, the Grim Reaper, was unharmed, and calmly swung his scythe to split the flames, and remained motionless in the flames.

"It's you little girl again! Snort, this time ......"

Before the Grim Reaper could finish his words, a fist was imprinted on his face, interrupting him.

Sixteen Nights fell from the sky, his feet in the ground, and his eyes burned with fighting spirit burning to look at death.

The Grim Reaper, who had been blasted to nowhere by Sixteen Nights, flew back in an instant, and his attention was snatched away from Sandora by Sixteen Nights.

Shandora, who can't hurt the Grim Reaper, certainly doesn't pay the same attention to the Grim Reaper compared to the Sixteen Nights that can repel the Grim Reaper.

"Ahh It's too messy! ”

The black rabbit burst into tears and bowed to Shakti.