Amy Ulysses is not an all-knowing and all-powerful deity.

Even if they have a dual realm and can monitor the movements of the Order and the Arbiter Council at the same time, they are not the only ones who can directly interfere with the current situation in the territory of order.

There are also Sects of Chaos.

Compared to the Arbiters' Council, the Chaos Sect, which is also more or less religious, obviously knows more about the Order.

Not only did they bet on the present Canaan, but one of the three major dukes, the Piercing Duke, drove directly to the Holy City and fought Augustus.

In terms of the expeditionary force that went on an expedition to the depths of the night, a heavy bet was made.

Not only did three "Jiuqing" level combat forces be dispatched, but there was also a special existence of "Shaye".

You must know that even a living weapon like Pandora, who can match the Chosen One and has never been defeated, is only ranked second in Jiuqing's sequence.

Saya, who can overpower her and ascend to the first person under the Three Princes, naturally has the strength and power that is not lost, or even greater than Pandora.

It's just that...... In the entire Chaos Sect, the information about this head of the Nine Secretaries was completely blank.

Even Pandora, even the second seat of Jiuqing, who was as old as the Chaos Sect, was always vague about her secret "sister".

The only thing that is certain is that she ...... Pandora, who is known as the most perfect biological weapon, the eldest daughter of Chaos, when talking about Shaye, when talking about the head of Jiuqing who has never appeared, the little face that seems to be immortal for thousands of years rarely reveals the same fear as ordinary little girls.

And the other Jiuqing who are qualified to contact Saya, only know that it is an unfinished work, or a failed work, and a monster sealed by the three princes.

But what kind of monster it is, and what terrifying power it has, no one within the sect knows.

And today......

The mystery that has plagued the Chaos Sect for thousands of years will finally be revealed.

"It's time—"

In the fifth seat of the Nine Secretaries of the Chaos Sect, which was dubbed "the enemy of mankind" and "the daughter of demons" by the Order, in the depths of the soul of Alicia Bradhardt, the daughter of the Scarlet Princess, a majestic voice like thunder sounded out of thin air.

The owner of the voice, she is no stranger.

He is one of the three founders of the Chaos Sect and the Demon Gong of the Three Princes.

"Alicia," said the human divine with extraordinary power above the mortal world, in a tone of unprecedented tension and urgency, "the situation is out of control, and I allow you to reveal the final cards and open Pandora's box." ”

Pandora's box is the sealer of the coffin, I heard that Pandora was born in this unsightly box, and Saya, as Pandora's last and only sister, was also created here to belong to the human skeleton - but, before she was born, before she came to this world to take a good look at the world, she was sealed in the box by the three archdukes.

It has been a thousand years now.

And now, it seems that the time has come to get started.

The Scarlet Princesses looked up, shielding the increasingly scorching light with her blood-stained steel gloves, and sighed softly for some reason.

"Prepare to open the doors of Hagentings. She commanded the remnants of the Expeditionary Force after the First World War with the Order, "Execute the final plan." ”

That's right, she wants to break the seal that Sangong has placed on Pandora's box, release the head of Jiuqing, and release the monster that even Sangong can't control.

But until then, a retreat must be prepared.

The Gate of Hagentings is a dimensional gate established in the dark realm through the hands of the Three Princes, and this gate can be summoned to return directly to the sect's headquarters no matter where you are—to the strange space that wanders in the eternal darkness and silence.

If Saya is really as strong as she thinks, this is necessary.

Licking the blood stains from the steel glove, Alicia Bradhardt waited for the portal to be completed.

After about a quarter of an hour, when the time was finally ripe, she nodded, and walked into Pandora's box, which was strongly ominous, black like death itself.

He pressed his hand on it.

Circles of light curtains appeared, and they were full of gibberish of unknown meaning.

"Error—"

"Procedure self-test, warning! warning! warning!"

"The root program has been tampered with by unknown code. ”

"Pandora III internal parameters are confused, invalid data, invalid data, invalid operation-"

"Tick! tick!"

"An external socket has been detected, and in the process of identification, the identification code is A789-3156-M781, and the identification name is Abdullah. ”

"External port is ...... starting"

"If the startup is successful, the self-test will begin, and the user will be identified according to the underlying protocol. ”

"Deemed successful, welcome, Miss Alicia Bradhardt, you have temporary administrator privileges, and according to the underlying agreement, you can do the following: One ......"

There is a long section of incomprehensible operation guides, and the Scarlet Queen chooses to skip it.

Her goal is to break the seal that Sanko has placed on Saya, and to get straight to the point, there is no need to cause trouble.

"Free Saya for me. ”

The order was issued in a simple and straightforward manner, and it was answered.

"Instruction Processing ......"

"Warning, Warning, The containment object is a registered super-dangerous dangerous substance, and according to Article 322 of the Management Regulations of the True Human Alliance, the operation must be uploaded to the Arbiter Council, and the relevant operation can only be carried out after the approval of the Council. ”

"Link Building ......"

"Image ...... in Transfer"

"Waiting for approval...... Error, Error, Error - Error code detected, automatic jump to the plug-in, permission confirmation, wake-up program start. ”

"Boom!"

With the start of the machine, Alicia Bradhardt seemed to faintly hear a heartbeat, but when she listened carefully, she couldn't hear anything, as if something terrifying was revived, and the surroundings were ...... There is obviously the sound of wind and grass, but the silence is terrible.

will die.

It will be better to live than to die.

Instinct began to warn, in the most basic survival instinct of a living organism, every cell in her body was telling her:

- Run!

- Don't look back!

- Don't look!

- Don't listen!

- Don't think!

But his legs were like he had been filled with lead, and his brain was as if he had been filled with sand, and he was groggy and couldn't move.

Don't you want to know?

Heart - Vampire, has long since cooled, has long stopped beating heart, for some reason, some itching.

The truth of darkness, the truth of the world......

One step, two steps.

Obviously she had sensed the danger, but she did not retreat but advanced.

Not by will, but by something bewitching and controlling the soul of the underworld, like a marionette, she unconsciously approached the black coffin in front of her.

"Smack!"

The sound of the restraint inside the incubator being untied.

"Whew-"

The steam was discharged, and the black coffin bounced open.

What appeared in front of her was a delicate girl lying flat in the training cabin, a beautiful face that was perfect beyond human aesthetics, and there was not a single strand on her body, but the immature, immature female mystery zone was not exposed because of this, and loomed under the long hair that grew so long that it seemed to be able to wrap her around two or three times, full of a fatal temptation of wanting to talk and retreating.

Like a poppy in full bloom, she is extremely charming.

Even though she was a woman, Alicia Bradhardt still fell to her knees under her pomegranate dress, her brain was completely shut down, her consciousness was blank, and her soul was deep in the chaos of turbidity and darkness.

Eyelashes flutter slightly.

The delicate little cherry lips gently open and close, and they make a cute moaning like a twenty-eight girl who is greedy for the quilt in winter.

And then—

"Let's go!"

The Demon Lord's roar resounded like thunder in the cloudy brain, like a thunderbolt that cut through the chaos and awakened the souls that were sleeping in it.

Oops, seduced!

The Scarlet Princesses were the first to realize this and tried to pull away.

But it was too late.

The girl named Saya, or more precisely the monster in the skin of a girl, had not really woken up, but her long black hair, which had almost taken up the entire training pod, had already locked onto her prey.

Like a viper, they rose up and surrounded her from all sides.

It's almost like to wrap her up and devour her completely!

"Huh-"

Reluctant not to look at the beautiful girl who was still sleeping in the coffin, Alicia Bradhardt pressed the throbbing cold heart and tore her chest violently!

Blood splattered.

This is harm, this is pain, but it is also the medium of power, the source of power.

The authority based on the "vampire" in the legend of the ancestors allows her to freely manipulate blood, change and even transcend its physical substance.

And the closer you get to the source of power, the closer you get to the blood of the heart, the greater the "magic" you can carry, and the more power you can detonate.

Now is the time!

As soon as his gaze froze, the blood in the sky turned into blood lines, and went straight to the dark black hair that was also similar to "infinity".

- Collapse at the touch of a button.

Just as the wool touched the fire, and like the water penetrated by the ink, it didn't take even a moment for the hair of a living creature to usurp the girl's control over the blood, and the anti-guest was the main thing, and a larger and finer encirclement was arranged.

But even if it took less than a moment, it took effort, and in that insignificant moment, she used another ability derived from the authority of "vampire".

Batatization.

Thousands of tiny bats have been incarnated!

Flapping his wings to break out of this net—and this is another trick, and the abilities derived from the legend of "vampires" are not only "blood magic" and "batatization", but also "atomization".

At the same time as incarnating hundreds of bats, her body shrunk into a scarlet princess who might only be four or five years old, and activated her atomization ability, taking advantage of this group of ignorant monsters to hunt down her incarnation, and quietly escaped from this dangerous encirclement.

Stop in front of the empty Hägentings Gate and step inside.

It's just that at the last moment of the change of light and shadow, she didn't hold back the hot and cold heart after all, and turned back to cast the last light in her eyes.

There was a stiffness.

- Saya's body was already floating in the air with the support of her snake-like hair, her eyes still closed, and her small cherry mouth opened and closed slightly.

She......

She's singing?

The forbidden, profane singing destroyed her reason, and her scarlet eyes were inevitably stained with a palpitating black, but fleeting.

She ......" Awakening from her enchanting state, the Scarlet Princess, recalling the scene she saw when she finally turned around, subconsciously muttered, "What do you want to do?"

No malice.

It's just a simple, unscrupulous touch and destruction of everything around him.

With her as the center, at least a few hundred meters of surrounding land has been reduced to a breeding ground for black hair, no, rather, it should be a fungus blanket.

- Countless insects wriggle in it, mate and multiply in it.

- Endless aliens writh, roar, roar and finally take shape in the dark swamps.

The legal principles of the world are shattered, and just existence itself is dominating and destroying the world!

Monster.

As Pandora said, it was a pure, inexplicable monster.

"What's next?"

Alicia Bradhardt asks herself, not only herself, but also through the invisible connection in the depths of her soul, to the demon lord who sits in the headquarters of the dark realm.

After a long silence, she was answered.

"Go back and recuperate—"

In the deepest part of the dark realm, above a mysterious and inexplicable temple, the Demon Lord gave instructions and refocused his attention on the area contaminated by Saya.

"Millennium, you're there, aren't you?"

It seems to be talking to oneself, but in fact, the millennium does have an object to refer to.

- Millennium Gong, one of the three princes.

"In. ”

Got a positive answer.

"Since you're here, that's easy. A grin broke out at the corner of the Demon Male's mouth, "Release the valve, since our youngest daughter wants to find 'Mommy', and her 'Mom' has been looking for this piece of flesh and bone that fell from her, we can't be this bad guy." ”

"You're getting more and more villainous. The Millennial Princess, who lives outside the world, sits on a throne, and wanders above the Sea of Chaos, let out a compliment that is not like a compliment, "But are you sure? That one has always had a bad temper, are you sure that if you open the restriction valve, she won't tear it down?"

"That can't be helped, only violence can restrain violence, and only gods can fight against gods. The demon spread his hands, "Besides, the purpose of Saya was to act as a signpost, as a container, and as a limiter—it's just that back then, we far overestimated ourselves, and we also far underestimated this deep diving area that was completely contrary to the logical world. ”

He paused, then said.

"This also led to the failure of the plan, and we ended up with a scrap product that was not even a semi-finished product. ”

"So you're going to waste it?" said Millennium Gong as he looked through the layers of void, "but one thing you're right about is that only violence can fight violence, and only the unfathomable can fight the unfathomable - be mentally prepared, I'm going to open the door and herd the sheep." ”

He stood up from his throne and interrupted the power supply to the entire palace, nay, it should be said that the palace was the carrier of the super-large area of information masking devices, the pearl of the Territory of Order, hidden under the abyss, after losing the protection of the Lord of the Gate, once again appeared in the vision of the wriggling amorphous people in the Sea of Chaos.

It's an eyesore.

The turbid, chaotic, anti-logical, and anti-rational chaotic things make a rhythmless and meaningless noise, writhing their fat, bloated bodies that seem to be spliced together in the space that does not exist up and down, left and right, and in the time that there is no past, present, and future, and rushes to or away from the place of order.

But none of them actually touched the space in the end.

In the midst of the chaos, they were finally engulfed in darkness and reunited with the darkness that gave birth to them.

- The consciousness of the Dark, Mother of Darkness is revived by the stimulus of "Order".

It has no physical body, not even existence, it is darkness itself.

It doesn't need to approach this insignificant point of order, it doesn't need to capture it, because that world exists within it.

It doesn't have a name, it doesn't need a name, and it can't be observed, it can't be named.

But......

It heard the singing, it heard the beautiful, the beautiful, the hallucinatory singing.

"Mom—"

If it has intelligence, if it has the intellect, it can probably read something from the song, and likewise, it can remember that thousands of years ago there was a group of small things that somehow stripped it of its body and essence (if chaos really had a time scale).

But it didn't, it was just instinctively pulled by the order, and in the marginal area where chaos and order cancel each other out and annihilate each other, an existence that was once briefly born once again descended on the edge of this chaos as a phenomenon.

The first thing that appeared was the eyes, countless eyes that were bigger than the small world.

Then came desire.

The desire to multiply, the desire to create, the desire to distort, the desire to destroy, the desire to complete, the desire to swallow everything.

The last thing that is born is the name, the name that is observed, defined, and consciously guided by man, not theirs, but his name.

Sabu Nicholas.

The black goat of the forest, the mother of hundreds of millions of black goats.