There are many ways to destroy a world, including eating.

It might have been a dragon, or something else, but Palmis didn't know, he was so close to it that his sight couldn't hold it properly.

But he knew, that thing was eating.

He had a mouth, or rather an abyss, and Palmis saw him swallow several suns with his hot mouth, not only the suns, but even the dome of their breath, and the rocks that had existed for an unknown number of thousands of years.

This guy is eating, eating everything.

However, Palmis no longer had the heart to think about the huge creature in front of him, because in front of him, there was a more intuitive terrifying existence. It's that fat man.

The butcher's knife in his hand had killed many people in a few seconds, and the blood had gathered into a river, even on the soles of his feet, and with every step, it could bring out sticky silk threads.

Palmis didn't dare to move, he couldn't, fear made his body no longer obey.

So, he watched as the fat man walked in front of him, and then stretched out, his thick arm passed over his ear, grabbed an angel behind him, and then with a simple and ordinary knife, the angel's head was cut off, and hot blood sprayed on his face, and then it was steamed dry.

Palmis was completely stupid, his mind was no longer able to think, and at the last shred of consciousness, he felt a tenderness in his lower body.

In this way, he froze, waiting for the knife to point at him and cut off his head.

However...... I don't know how long later, when Palmis came back to his senses, he was surprised to find that his head seemed to be resting on his neck intact.

He didn't know if it was good news or bad news, but anyway, he was alive, but ...... It seems that he is the only one alive. As far as the eye could see, there was burning lava, and a huge figure spread its wings and soared in the sky, and wherever its wings passed, it turned into a sea of fire, and the sunlight of the world began to dim, and it was already eaten up.

So, why are you still alive?

He asked himself.

Suddenly, a voice interrupted his thoughts.

"You're an angel, aren't you?"

Palmis was stunned for a moment, then he looked in the direction of the sound, and then he noticed that in the middle of the lake of flesh and blood, there was a man standing, but this person was covered in blood, so that at a glance, it was almost impossible to tell the difference between him and flesh.

"Are you an angel?"

The fat man asked again, his voice was very calm, not at all like a demon who had slaughtered so many angels, as if if if he didn't answer, he wouldn't be angry, and would just keep asking lightly.

But...... Palmis replied subconsciously after all.

"Yes."

The man nodded, "So, where are you from?" ”

Without much thought, Palmis stretched out his hand and pointed to the other end of the sea of blood: "There it is." ”

In fact, at this time, he realized that his body was not much better than that fat man, and it was like crawling out of a pool of blood.

"Take me there." The man said again.

"What...... What the? Palmis was stunned for a moment, he didn't know why this guy made such a request, but the education he had received since childhood made him subconsciously want to refuse this request.

The giant creature in the distance began to devour again, was it gnawing at a mountain?

The wasteland in front of us has been soaked in blood, and this blood will seep into the soil, and the corpses of those dead angels will rot and then turn into fertilizer, and next year, it should become an incomparably fertile land, and those stupid pig-headed people will definitely find out about it, and then cultivate it, and at that time, they will finally be able to pay the offering.

But do they know that all this food is watered and grown by the blood of angels?

They may not know.....

They probably do, but do they really care?

The most important thing is, at that time, will there be angels in heaven? Will there be a paradise?

Palmis didn't know why, and began to think about it again.

He was not a competent angel, because every night before going to bed, he always thought about some unrealistic questions, and of course, he did not tell anyone about this little habit.

"Take me where you came."

The butcher said again.

Palmis looked at the color on his body, and it seemed that he was exactly the same as the other party.

Finally.

"Good ......"

He said, and then turned around, thinking of a certain direction in the distance.

It was a long way, and it would take a day for those stupid pigs to run for their lives, and if they did, it would take three or four days.

Of course, no one cares about this now, there is a terrible guy in heaven, he is devouring everything, all the angels in heaven, and the people are helpless.

Along the sea of blood, Palmis and the fat man walked all the way, and they didn't say a word along the way.

Finally, at the end, a steep bulge, the road began to climb upward, and a large, but not majestic, building appeared in front of it.

The temple of the forsaken, the home of all angels.

Old Joey walked upward, over the winding road, to the gate of the temple.

The door was huge, almost two folded strong, and standing in front of the door, you had to raise your head to barely see the top of the door.

The door was closed, and Palmis had not remembered that it had ever been opened since she was born, and they had entered and exited through the small door on the other side.

The door was closed, dusty for an unknown number of years, as if it were waiting for this person, and it was worth opening it again.

"This door won't open."

Palmis said.

Then he saw old Joey walk up, his arms on either side of the door, his head slightly bowed, and push forward.

Old Joey didn't want to go far away, and in his thinking, a straight line was the best way.

A heavy roar began to play, and the rock, which had been silent for a thousand years, began to turn again, and the thick door shaft crushed the piled gravel, and the thick dust began to fall off, as if the history that had been deposited for a long time began to collapse.

"Boom ——————"

"Boom ——————"

Long, shocking, the door was pushed.

In the crack of the door, there was a strong smell of meat, as if the smell of imprisoned rotten meat wafted from a closed ancient tomb, and inside the door, there was chaos, but the vast space, countless tables were placed on both sides of the road, and those tables were full of naked angels.

They were still eating, and they were still eating when the sky was burning. Even if a door that had not been touched for a thousand years was pushed open, it did not stop.

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