The clouds open and the fog disperses——

The fog of the Nameless that enveloped the territory of order all year round dissipated like spring snow in the sun, and the light from above the heavenly dome fell on the corrupt land with a black-purple sheen, and the demons, who had no wisdom, no intellect, and no unified form, seemed to sense something, and invariably stopped their steps.

Then he raised his head—or something like a head—and stared at the splendor that had never appeared in that already mushy memory.

Is it a curiosity about the unknown, or is it something that comes from humanity that has not yet completely disappeared?

No one knows the answer.

It's not that humans can't understand each other with demons, it's just because—

There is no need.

The war between order and chaos has been going on for thousands of years, and the fight between the two has long gone beyond simple hatred and has become an instinct, an instinct that does not need to be thought about at all.

Just like now—

There was no reason, no reason, not even a cruel word of meeting, and the demons entrenched in this land did not realize the arrival of the living at all, and fell into a long sleep.

Not sleeping, but dying, utter death.

Their concept of "life" has been completely stripped away at this moment, reduced to dead things that will never wake up.

- Manipulating life.

That's what Sidney Tobias is capable of, or rather...... Authority, the authority to interfere directly with the essence of life from the level of the law, the authority held by the chosen one.

Not only can you freely reverse the state of "life" and "death" of yourself and others, but you can also tamper with the blueprint of life without restriction on this basis.

- If you want power, then increase your strength.

- If you want speed, increase speed.

- If you want to be immortal, then speed up the speed of self-healing.

In other words, aside from the conceptual reversal of life and death, his body can be strengthened to the limit or even beyond the limit without restriction in any situation of need, becoming a "superman" with no weaknesses and no shortcomings.

And, not only that, but by interfering with and manipulating the essence of life, he was even able to create a new organism, or species, that could reproduce, develop, and grow itself according to his needs, and always maintained absolute influence over them.

This is already a near-Creator-like method.

However, even if he is as strong as him, he is not qualified to be the strongest man of the Order.

Strongest –

This title is limited to one person, but in the Knights, whose ownership is never disputed by the presence of multiple Chosen Ones.

―Scott Fielding.

Authority is the ultimate of destruction, and not only does it give him the ultimate destructive power to shatter everything that stands in his way, but it also encompasses the power of the Glory, the talent of demons, the stigmata of the sword-wielder, the power of the Dark Lords, and the authority of the Chosen One—that is, he not only has the strongest spear that can destroy everything and veto the opponent's ability, but also has the strongest shield that is immune to the attacks of others.

Even according to the alchemists, his authority has a lot of potential for development, and it may be possible to destroy not only the ability of the enemy, but also the act of resistance, or the concept of hostility, which exists only at the level of the mind, can be called an ethereal concept.

"From the direction, it should be Hemtika. The Chosen One, standing above the sea of death, was indifferent to the piles of corpses on the ground, he just raised his head and watched the morning light from above the sky with a scrutinizing gaze, "Speaking of which, that Scott guy should be going that way." ”

Pandora, who is in the position of Jiuqing, is about to recover the old ruler -

Either one is tricky.

Duke's guy was also unlucky to a certain extent, and at the same time caused so much unimaginable trouble.

With the exception of Scott, who was as powerful as a monster, no one in the Knights, including him or the other Chosen One, had the slightest confidence that they would be able to stabilize the situation and clean up the rotten situation.

But this terrifying momentum in front of him is not at all like the strongest person who will carry out the unpretentious personal style throughout.

In other words, either there was a change in the territory of the order other than Hemtika, or there was another change in that ancient city that was full of disasters and disasters, and more than anyone expected.

It's just that for Sidney, either possibility is not good news.

Not to treat them differently, not to be suspicious of the dawn, simply because ...... Now is not the time.

"Let's hope it doesn't irritate it. ”

——The territory of order that has long been riddled with holes, can no longer afford the advent of that level of existence.

The Chosen One, who had reached the pinnacle of the entire Order's territory, whispered in his heart, then turned his back to the light and walked away from the corpse-filled land.

On the other side, at the far other end of the map of order, the old man who was dying of wood had revived from his long sleep.

"Nine hundred years...... It's so familiar that it's a nostalgic sight. The old man, like a mummy who had evaporated all the water from his body, rose from the coffin inlaid with a silver and white cross, his gaze rested on the faint morning light spilling out of the window, and then narrowed his already wrinkled eyes, "Hemtika, Pandora, the Old Dominator, Dagon—it seems that they can't bear the loneliness at last. ”

As the words fell, the shriveled skin bulged as if inflated, and the strong and powerful heart encouraged the flow of blood around the body, so that the old man's body was gradually filled with vitality, and the rare golden pupils gradually regained their vitality, complementing his awe-inspiring posture and noble temperament, although it had not yet fully recovered, the majesty of the earthly gods had begun to appear.

"Yes. The old man, who had completely transformed himself from a dead to a living, whispered to himself, "The door has been opened, and what was once thought to be a foolproof final line of defense has proven to be far less secure than imagined, they ...... I'm in a hurry. ”

"It's Lucifer. Standing behind the old man, as ghostly as a ghost, was the winged people that Amy Ulysses had seen in Lucifero's dreams, whose specific faces were hidden in the darkness, and the only thing that could be seen clearly was the three pairs of white and flawless wings behind him, "is its power." ”

"You want to go to Khmtika—" Augustus, the earthly god of mankind, pointed out sharply.

The Winged People did not reply, and the atmosphere was eerily silent for a while.

"If I'm not mistaken, your purpose, your mission, has nothing to do with that One. The old man said in a low voice, "So, listen to me, and don't go through this troubled water." ”

"I'm sorry—" the Winged Man replied coldly, three pairs of wings spread at the same time, "I can't do that." ”

He, more precisely, she, came out of the darkness, his white wings reflecting the light of the morning light, his long black hair scattered over his earlobes, and his beautiful face was full of an inhuman beauty, although he did not use any seductive power, his innate divine temperament still made people feel broken when they looked at her.

And then—

The inexplicable wind blew open the door that should have been opened after layers of verification.

The winged people, who appeared in the form of maidens, waved the three pairs of wings behind them and flew towards the morning light that fell from the sky.

"What a worrying child. The old man watched her go, without further dissuasion, much less hindrance, only a low, soft, indiscernible sigh, "Hemtika has never been a good place—the Overseer, the Old Dominator...... And 'Him' who is about to awaken. ”

Augustus, the founder of the Order and the god of the earth, pauses slightly at the mention of the last "Him."

"Hope...... Those of the Chaos Sect, don't do stupid things. ”

He said, and then stepped out of the door and into the sprinkled morning light.

- This is Canaan, the Canaan of the earth, the Promised Land built on earth according to God's will.

"Now that everyone has begun to act," the golden robe spontaneously formed on his body, and the scepter, a symbol of the supreme divine power, naturally appeared in his hand as he took a step, and the crowned supremacy of the Order ascended to the top of glory once again, thus opening a new chapter in fate, "Then I will ...... Can't afford to be left behind. ”

Plain words have extraordinary power.

The gods who walk the earth are determined to bring a successful end to a dark millennium and put an end to this unfortunate cycle once and for all.

However, in the next moment, his pace came to an abrupt halt.

The scepter in his hand fell heavily, and his golden eyes looked up at the sky.

"It's coming—"

He said that darkness was reflected in the pupils.

Is that......

"Sabu Nikolas. ”

On the edge of the realm of order, in the dark zone shrouded in chaos and disorder, beyond the reach of time and space, the temple of miracles that only the man of destiny can enter—the man seated upright, or imprisoned on the silver throne, opened his eyes, opened his eyes that were occupied and filled with the whites of his eyes.

Men - like teenagers and youths, and a little decadence of middle-aged people, the prisoners of the old people who see through the world can only be called such.

There is no natural emptiness in Hitomi's eyes.

But he saw it, he saw it as a matter of course, he saw the frantically surging tide of chaos, he saw the crumbling territory of order, and ...... Chaotic tentacles emerge from the darkness of chaos.

"Self-employed—"

Ending in a low tone, the silver-haired and white-eyed man closed his eyes again, and the breath of life gradually faded away, leaving no vitality and vitality, as if he had fallen into an eternal sleep.

But it didn't stop with his slumber.

Whistling, wailing, tumulting—

In the light of the morning light, the mother of hundreds of millions of black goats appeared.