Awakened.

The vastness, the endless vastness.

The sky was only endless blood red.

Nashur followed Becky's gaze down, and the ground beneath his feet was an endless pile of bones.

"Here?" Becky asked subconsciously.

"This is the Endless Tomb, the place of life and death, the end of everything,"

"Since you are willing to inherit my mantle, then, right here, learn to be 'death', you should know."

"What should it be?" Becky asked.

"Killing, killing with a blank face, death, nothing more than death from external causes and death from internal causes, I will teach you one by one."

Biki was stunned for a moment, and suddenly, her back was cold.

A sharp edge swept across her neck.

Hurt.

Burning pain.

She wanted to shout, but she couldn't.

Naser felt the same and couldn't help but feel frightened.

The sore spot cleared, "Now, it's your turn." ”

Becky got up, picked up the dagger on the ground, and quietly looked at the mud plaster man with his back to her.

Do you want to bring death to others?

Becky was hesitating, when suddenly, a burning pain in her neck hit again.

"After stopping for so long, I guess I didn't understand it, right? I've demonstrated it a second time. ”

The burning pain dissipated again, and this time Becky didn't hesitate to get up, stepped forward, and wiped it on the mud man's neck.

"No, your movement is too big, I'll show you again."

Again he was wiped on his neck.

……

After being wiped on her neck countless times, Becky finally met the "death" requirement, and her long blue hair was a few traces of jet black.

"Take a break, and it's time for the next one."

Becky couldn't help but sit on the ground, alone, sobbing lowly.

Naser felt the urge to wipe her tears, but unfortunately, he couldn't break free from Becky's body, and could only feel the tears running down his cheeks.

No wonder Eros has a strange temper, and likes to pester Nather.

It's hard enough to die once, and yet she's dead once, resurrected, dyed again, resurrected, and dyed again......

Endless.

Being tortured like this, she was already strong.

"Enough rest, it's time for the next item—"

"Sting!"

Becky is pierced through the chest with a sword.

"Again?" Naser was startled and asked himself in pain.

There are many ways to die in the world, when will you learn them all!

……

It seems like a long time has passed.

Naser watched as Becky's killing skills became more and more sophisticated, and her spirit became more and more fragile.

She often hugged her head and cried, often cried and laughed, and the distance was infinitely close to madness.

But it's just not crazy.

Simply because a belief is supporting her.

To return to Olympus alive so that she can impress Athena with her, to accept her, to be ......

Go find Nather.

In this way, she changed from a delicate girl to an iron rose.

Strong, unyielding, and ...... Be consistent.

It is also this kind of Pinkie who was recognized by "death" and became the new Knight of the Apocalypse "Death".

"From now on, you are me, Knight of the Apocalypse 'Death', Eros!"

Pinky looked at the endless blood red, and responded to her teacher who didn't know where she was, the former Eros, "Command, my teacher." ”

"This is the first time you've called me Sensei...... But it's also the last time. Go, get on the reaper horse, I think you should recognize him. ”

"Yes." Becky, or rather, Eros said.

"This giant scythe is called Death's Harvest, take it, after taking him, the other Apocalypse Knights will naturally recognize you."

Eros took the black scythe "Harvest of Death" and bowed to the infinite expanse.

But that's not all.

Immediately, the scythe drew several perfect wheels, including even every grain of gravel.

Cut it all apart!!!!!!!!!!

"You're not 'dead,' you deserve to die, right?" Eros said, swinging an even more powerful knife somewhere.

“！！！！！” The air suddenly became frightened.

The life-threatening scythe easily sliced everything open.

It is nothing more than the "death" of the previous Knight of the Apocalypse.

Becky died, and Eros was born.

And then the ...... Naser knew all about it, and there was no need to say more.

Releasing the hand that had fallen behind Eros's waist, Naser looked at Eros with a sigh in his eyes.

Poor girl.

He understood why Eros was so angry that time.

She gave so much for him.

And he made a very stick mistake.

"Eros......" Nather was about to say something, but Eros motioned for him not to speak, "someone is eavesdropping. ”

“？？？” Hearing this, Nashur subconsciously closed his eyes.

In the sanctuary, the sounds are noisy, but this is especially helpful for Nasser's hearing position.

Listening to the sound is not only about identifying the source of the sound, but also about what the sound avoids.

So, this kind of environment is almost just enough to outline the whole person.

It's really a speechless position.

The man was lying on the crack in the door.

"Get up?" Nashar asked softly.

"That man must have heard everything at the door!" Eros whispered.

"Pretend to be something else, right?" Nashar whispered.

"What can this pose do......" Eros whispered.

yes, what can it do...... It's also something that is not suitable for children.

"Anyway, let's install it first." Nashur said softly.

"Em......" Eros nodded reluctantly, and then tried to imitate some strange movements.

(The follow-up part is not suitable for children and will not be described.) ）

The ghost fox at the door shook his head speechlessly, sure enough!

Men are big pigs' trotters!

Where did you come from a gentle and considerate good man! Put desire first!

Man, it's enough to take advantage of it for a while! Make it as if they are important!

As long as the technology is developed enough, what kind of man is needed! Women themselves can reproduce by artificial insemination!

But can men reproduce themselves without women? Cloning isn't just a giant petri dish! Without the mother's internal conception, the born lifeform will only be vulnerable!

So at the end of the day, it's a matriarchal society! It's just that because of women's forbearance, men have the happiness brought by the short-term illusion of being king.

I have to say that although Artemis's memory has not yet awakened, as a god who pursues equality between men and women, this point is quite well expressed.

After all, he was the winner of the Olympus Games! Even her follower Atalanta expressed this accurately, so Achilles, the famous fierce runner, known as the "comet run", was ashamed of his long-distance running skills. (Note: Achilles, the besieging general of the Trojan War, had an amazing running ability, and was said to be able to race with horses for hours without falling behind.) And it is rumored to be a follower of Ares, and only the back of his foot can be traumatized. So for Ares's story, it is possible that it is adapted from the life of this brave warrior. ）

So, she turned around and planned to have a good talk with the girl named Eros.