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"Jörmungad. ”

"You mean, Jörmungad. ”

When the chain-entangled World Serpent heard the name, its originally calm expression finally changed. The gentle water began to surge, and the low-hanging chains tightened again. Even if the iron hook was embedded in the flesh and blood, pulling out one scar after another, he still didn't care.

Because when Veres heard the name Jörmungad, his calm heart began to ripple. He didn't know what was going on in the world, but there was more to it than what was written in the ancient parchment. In the time when the first ancestor of the gods, Rhodes and the Black Snake, had not yet been born, there may have been even more ancient gods.

Despite being one with the ancient serpent's consciousness, it still remembers ancient books recorded in hieroglyphs, as well as the names of the stories.

"Jörmungad...... The serpent that devours the world......"

"Before the prosperity of Rhodes, the ancestor of the gods, was there still a prosperous northern god system......

The voice in the darkness grew fainter, but it still chattered in Veres's ear. The huge mountain head finally stopped shaking impatiently, and listened quietly to him. It was the first time he had developed a fear of the ancient gods. Before, it felt that it was a god high above, an unrestrained existence.

The ignorant are fearless, and when the scaly claws of the truth are seen, God becomes cautious and humble.

"Perhaps it was a cataclysm, the rulers of the sky and the earth ushering in their twilight long before your ancestors were born. In the abyss, covered by the Stygian Sea, the remains of ancient ruins are everywhere. Their glory days have long since passed, but the bones that continue to spread in the Stygian Sea have not disappeared. ”

"What does it mean that it didn't disappear?"

"The soul has long been sharpened and cleaned with the eternal years, but the body is left in need of flesh and blood. ”

"Who the hell are you?"

Serpent's question went unanswered.

The murmuring sound in the darkness slowly dissipated, and when Veres opened his eyes, he could only see a scarlet sea water in front of his eyes. After the struggle just now, a huge wound was cut on the huge body again, and it was constantly oozing blood, and the fish and shrimp near the deep sea gathered over, wantonly eating the flesh and blood of the giant snake.

After the incessant ordeal, Veres had become numb to the pain. Hatred has sustained it to this day. Prometheus spent the pain of being pecked at his liver by vultures on a cliff, and so did he.

Once again, Badon appeared in front of Veres, holding a sharp golden dagger in her hands, a weapon rumored to have been made from the second rib of Rod, the ancestor of the gods, to cut through the strongest steel and rock.

Countless years have passed, and the hatred in Kadong's eyes has not dissipated. Every time she saw Veres, the hatred and anger in her eyes only increased. The daily pain of the skin did not satisfy her devastated heart.

"Kadong. ”

The silent serpent finally spoke.

"Will cutting off my flesh and throwing it into the abyss every day alleviate the pain in your heart? Peraschia is dead, Skipper is dead, and I have killed your only two sons with my own hands. ”

Sadon walked in front of the mountain-like head with a blank face, the torture of the giant snake day after day has become her only little fun, and she who gave birth to two of the twelve main gods for this world is gradually forgotten by the world, and perhaps after a long time, the name of Katong will become a symbol, recorded on the parchment scroll of some mortal.

The serpent still stimulated her unrelentingly.

"Do you know how Peraschia pleaded with me for the time being, but I still mercilessly crushed its bones and sprinkled flesh all over the land, fertilizing the parched earth like the ancestor of the Black Serpent. ”

"Enough. ”

The hysterical Ka Dong looked at it with a crazy look, and the sheep head who had given birth to tens of thousands of giant snake descendants raised the knife in his hand and slashed down at its cracked wound, and the flesh and blood were immediately separated, and a scarlet appeared in the sea.

A whole piece of flesh was cut off on the side of Veres, and the blood-stained piece of flesh continued to sink and fall into the abyss.

Veres gritted his teeth, the pain causing it to instinctively tense its nerves. After the flesh was cut off, Sensen's white bones were revealed. Its eyes were full of rage and murder, and it continued, "And your most important Skipper, the stupid Skipper, is not aware of the calculations of the gods and the dark world together. They let it take the lead to kill me, and then be obliterated by Perron, the god of thunder, O Kadon, don't you dare to take revenge on the god king Sventovites, so that all your hatred and anger will be vented on me?"

After hearing the giant snake's taunt, the anger and killing intent in Kadong's heart became stronger, and the speed of wielding the dagger became faster and faster, and the strength gradually increased. She sliced the serpent's body piece by piece, leaving only a single spine of bones, and the rest of the flesh fell into the abyss beneath her feet.

"Veres, I'm going to make your life worse than death. In the next thousand years, ten thousand years, you will be tormented by pain, you will not die, but you will be better than dead!"

"Hahahaha!"

The serpent let out an arrogant laugh, and said disdainfully, "Swing the sword, swing the knife as much as you want." When I break free from the chains, I'll make all of you pay!"

The serpent's expression was painful and hideous, and it deliberately drove Kadong to cut off more flesh and throw it into the endless abyss. The hatred of the Temple of the Gods, the mockery of Morion, and the hatred of the dark world took root in its heart, and continued to spread, eventually taking over its entire heart.

It wants to kill the god-king, so that all the gods on high and the evil gods who are in cahoots will know.

On the day of Veres' return, Ragnarok arrived.

"What a bloody scene, as if the whole ocean had turned scarlet. ”

The serpent had become numb to the pain of the day, and he raised his head, unable to see the blinding sunlight in the dark depths of the sea, nor the clear blue sky, nor the billions of brilliant orbs in the temple of the gods, simulating the twinkling of the stars.

There was only a void of scarlet and darkness, pervading the surroundings.

and the crazy screams of Kato, which continue to spread in the darkness.

Ignoring the fact that the lower half of his body had turned into a white bone with only his spine remaining, he muttered to himself, "Eat it, I can sacrifice as much flesh and blood as you want." Jörmungandr, the true ancestor of the serpent. ”

"Let this sea become the Red Sea. ”