What popped up in the extremely cold ice storm was one of the two oracle legions belonging to the Elder Sleep Mentor - the [Silent One] legion of 30 million devils, and the [Hall of Eternal Sleep], an execution agency composed of 1,800 eternal sleepers and six dead angels, the former to fight the twilight and the latter to correct the order.

Martyrs like Joseph, when they die, enter the underworld and become eternal sleepers, attaining permanent transcendence. Unlike the gods, which plunder souls, these souls are not used to cause war, but to maintain order.

The realm of immortality is an absolute taboo. Just in case, the Elder Sleep Master won't even let mortals touch it.

With human curiosity, if they get the slightest progress and results, they will be out of control.

However, Faens did not allow for the existence of a true immortal species.

After all, even Orm has a time to die.

Even if they could live far longer than galaxies, and all the strange races even lived by devouring the universe, they still had a limit to their lifespan, even if it was very far away.

The greed for immortality is the greatest original sin, and there is no one, and there is nothing else that can be done without the restraint of lifespan.

This law can be seen from the immortality of the dusk species.

You must know that all the dusk species, and even the vast majority of the twilight dependents, have a very strong immortality. This undoubtedly has something to do with the desire in their hearts - if they don't yearn for immortality, they can't get immortality at all.

The blood of dusk is mixed in the blood of the people themselves, and they are naturally very resistant to dusk. Compared to the Silver Species, which have almost no resistance at all, humans can resist this tendency as long as their will is strong enough, and even if they are killed by the Dusk Dependents, they will not become Dusk Species.

The so-called innocent is innocent. For whatever reason, a fall into twilight is an unforgivable sin.

Removing such a reason, the Elder Sleep Master must also maintain the entire Great Law of Faens and not allow anyone to attain immortality.

Because even Orm himself cannot be immortal, and what he cannot do and cannot understand cannot be given to others. This results in the absence of any depiction of immortality in the entirety of Faens. Once the living attained true immortality, it meant that the entire judgment system of Faens would collapse. It's like inserting a foreign object into a system that is constantly running, and at best, it will stop a part of the system, and if it is even unlucky, it can even cause a chain reaction that can lead to a total collapse.

Even if the Sleeping Mentor leaves Faennes, everyone who tries to challenge the realm of immortality, immortality, and resurrection will still be perceived by the Angel of Death. The Hall of Eternal Sleep will then send the Eternal Sleepers to harvest their souls, and these sinful souls will respect their own decision and choose to reincarnate or become the new Devil.

Contrary to the common understanding of mortals, the devil is not a sin race. They are the dependents of the Eternal Sleeping Mentor and the dispatchers of the Black Iron Soul.

They tempt mortals with seductive deals of sin, especially those who are hated or respected by the general public. If the transaction is successful, these sinful souls will be collected by the devil and will not enter the reincarnation system. In this way, after sifting from generation to generation, in the end, all people can become noble and upright people, so that they will naturally stay away from the temptation of dusk.

The Black Iron Species are already naturally resistant to twilight, and if they can restrain their actions and thoughts, the chances of falling into twilight are slim to none.

And those collected evil souls, the devil will not eat them or turn them into energy or anything like folklore. The devil will judge these souls based on their personal experience, and if they think that the soul is still alive, or if it is evil but it is orderly enough, then these souls will be transformed into new demons by the angels of death.

If they decide that these souls are really the most sinful, deeply filled with selfishness, greed, jealousy, stupidity, which are the elements of twilight, and can no longer be saved, then the devils will throw these souls into the elemental millstone, and use their souls as fuel to propel the elemental millstone, transforming the power of the outside world into the most primitive elemental life. The energy naturally emitted by these elemental beings can be re-transferred to the Aum Wall, replenishing the entire circulation system based on the Aum Wall system, thus forming a stable virtuous circle.

But on the other hand, it was also a stopgap measure when most of the lords of Faense were killed or wounded.

Conversely, the devil does not only target the souls of the wicked. If in their temptations and temptations. Under the confusion, there are still people who can maintain an extremely strong holy will, and these demons will also take out their other identity and cultivate these souls in the name of sages and great men.

Whatever function they exercise, the devil is undoubtedly a talkative race.

But at this moment, these demons who jumped out of the cracks behind him in response to Roland's call remained silent.

Before the endless long sleep, silence is prayer.

Roland could easily see that it wasn't just the devils stationed in the frost-covered hell that ejected from the frosty hurricane.

Whether it is a beautiful girl with a human body and a huge ice crystal spider on the bottom, a young man in a heavy black robe holding a heavy codex, or a headless horseman riding a headless horse and a monster with a bird's head and a human body with steel wings, the only thing they have in common among these more than seventy kinds of alien races is their color.

Without exception, the color scheme is almost all pure black and white.

Whether it's the black crystal black ice crystals, or the black codex and black steel wings, or even the black hair and black eyes. There is no color other than black and white in all demons.

After a brief delay, two more pure white storms unfurled from both sides, roaring and sending all the demons of hell over.

- However, even so, these demons are still of little significance.

If they were against ordinary demons, they might be able to crush them. But in the face of the fire demon Nok Gar, these devils are not even able to get close, except for mobilizing more red lines to participate in the attack, it is meaningless, and it is not even as good as the four cold winds summoned behind Roland to play a more role in containment.

Today, Nock Gar has not fully woken up. His own intellect was shattered, and the will of the Dusk Seed had not yet coalesced. Now his body is only acting on instinct, but even so, it almost killed Roland in an instant.

But right in front of Roland's eyes, the headless horseman standing at the front silently pulled out the black matte long sword behind him and pointed straight ahead.

The next moment, there was no shout, no announcement, no mobilization—Roland watched as all the demons set off at the same time, launching a decisive charge towards the huge fire demon.

This is not a war at all, but a massacre.

Roland saw that the sky darkened slightly, and then it shone with a blood-like crimson.

There was no wailing, no screaming, no wailing. In just an instant, a large area of the devil was easily evaporated by the fire demon, and turned into gray-white ashes in the violent deflagration.

And the devil in the back still did not stop charging. They formed a circle, constantly charging at the fire demon senselessly. It's like there is an invisible boundary, and all the devils, no matter what method they use, will turn to ashes the moment they touch that boundary.

Even though the Devil's battle line continued to advance under the accumulation of life, the red line around the Fire Demon was not fully invoked. This is just the use of less than two-thirds of the red line, which is enough to form an absolute realm that the tallest minarets cannot cross.

That's their fate.

Noisy life, silent death. Silence is prayer, silence is praise.

Only Roland knows that the deaths of these demons are not meaningless—(To be continued.) )