When Ulysses said this, not only himself was stunned for a moment, but Goethe on the other side was also in a trance at the same time, and the two of them invariably felt some of the information contained in this sentence.

"You don't see Mephistopheles, but Mephistopheles is everywhere. After recalling this meaningful sentence a few times, Goethe's eyes changed subtly when he looked at Ulysses: "It turns out that you also studied the power of Mephistopheles, and you are worthy of the person who killed me once at that time. ”

"Well, in return, I will also tell you what I know about the nature of Mephistopheles' power, which will be the horror you will see in the moment. "The demon walks in the crevices of darkness and light, and no one knows what he really looks like, and no one can understand what he really thinks. He has a thousand faces, a thousand voices, and he is the king of demons, the ancient evil. ”

"He had been defeated by the Angel of the Wind and the King of the Sky, but that was not the end, but a new beginning. ”

"That's right, as you said, you don't see Mephistopheles, but Mephistopheles is everywhere, hahahaha! So, now I'm the real Mephistopheles, the strongest evil. Placing his hand on the soul jade on his chest, Goethe's expression became extremely excited, and he could smell the smell of Mephistopheles from this secret treasure, exactly the same smell as the inheritance in his body.

That's right, this is part of Mephistopheles' legacy, the Twin Witches used to create the roots of this faraway land, summoning the soul jewel of the souls of the dead, the most precious treasure he wanted to obtain in this gem war. Without this soul jade, the entire cycle of intergenerational reincarnation would have completely collapsed, and this soul jade was the most precious treasure in the southern land.

Ulysses ignored Goethe's arrogance, his eyes slowly turning cold, and the huge killing intent that had not appeared during the battle with the dragon sword began to boil in his body.

It was a real killing aura, the murderous aura that had only been seen in this gem war when hunting down those strange demons. Although Ulysses can be said to have tried his best when fighting with Yusha and Dragon Sword, he has never been so cold and ruthless as he is now.

The root of these murderous auras comes from the blood of the Abyssal Judgment, which is the last trace left by the dragon sword's desperate efforts to protect Ulysses from the incomplete shattered star, the blood of the scorching brave.

The Demon King's Sword from Astarrot did not absorb the fiery blood, but allowed it to flow on the sword, maintaining its respect for the former brave.

"You really want to kill me? Then you might as well tell you something more interesting, that the supreme god witch named Yusha was also killed by me. Goethe flicked his fingers, and a white figure appeared beside him, the last of the people Ulysses had been able to track down to kill the rain and sand, the pure white old goblin Lekutoru.

It was he who planned the assassination of Yusha and gave Yusha a fatal blow at the most critical moment, forcing her to die protecting Ulysses. But all this is not accidental, but inevitable. Because he was a member of the "organization" and a core member of the organization that recognized Goethe's power and carried out the rituals with the help of it.

"It's you. Ulysses saw Le Cutoru's face clearly, the face of the sage in white who he had easily killed in the game world.

"You shouldn't take that thing, it's not something you're qualified to have. Lecutoru stared at the heart of Ulysses, he was almost certain that the lost ancient fragment of the game world was in that place at this moment, the culprit that had caused the decline of the entire elven race, but it was also a rare treasure that humanity could not imagine, and he had studied the crystallization of fantasy for countless years.

"Don't worry, Lecutoru, whatever he takes, I'll come back for you. Goethe gently stroked the beautiful face of the ancient goblin beside him, a face that he never got tired of looking at, and there was indescribable tenderness in his eyes.

Compared to humans, the life level of goblins is undoubtedly more than one level higher, and this race, which has both long life and ancient wisdom, is like the darling of this world. As one of the thirteen oldest high-ranking goblins in the elf clan, Lecutoru has a beauty that even Goethe envies, that beauty transcends the boundaries of gender and race, so even if he knows that Lecutoru hides a lot of things from him, he never cares, but directly appoints him as a core member of the organization.

For Goethe, the organization was only a tool for his own convenience and for gaining power.

This organization was born out of the fear of death and the greed for eternal life of mankind, and in order to refine the essence of life that can prolong life, those nobles and kings can not hesitate to sacrifice the lives of commoners. In pursuit of the power of eternal life, no matter how horrific the act may be, no matter how cruel the ritual will be performed.

Although it has been repeatedly slaughtered by the Supreme Cult and various organizations for the repeated use of humans and various young races as sacrifices and materials, as long as humans are still afraid of death, this organization will never be wiped out. As the supreme leader of the organization, Goethe, the only one who has completed the refining of the Philosopher's Stone, is naturally the undoubted highest point of this organization. Refining the Stone of the Philosopher with the body of a human being, and obtaining a perfect immortal body, he can easily obtain a very high status no matter what era he is.

Before his identity was fully revealed more than a decade ago, he was once the most brilliant genius of the Magus Guild, a core member of the Sage's Shadow, and was considered by all the Magiers to be the one who would lead a new era of magic. Even after his identity was revealed, the Wizards' Guild tried to negotiate with him to return him to the path of so-called true magic.

It's a pity that it was just a game from the beginning, and the only purpose of his hidden identity to enter the Magus Guild was to get a secret treasure that the Magus Guild had recently unearthed from a ruin in the ancient era - a stone tablet that concealed Mephistopheles' power, and also took some information about the Necromantic War that the Magus Guild had hidden from three hundred years ago.

It's a pity that something went wrong in the operation, his identity was exposed and then caused by the siege of almost the powerful people of the whole continent, and he had to start a cruel and bloody war with those strong people who came to kill him in the final labyrinth of the organization, and finally because of the loss of control of Mephistopheles's power in his body, he caused a self-explosion and ended up in pieces.

And at that time, it was no one else who caused Goethe's body to lose control, it was "Mei Fei" who is here now, known as the most outstanding divine genius in the history of the Supreme God Cult, the youngest cardinal.

"Goethe, you seem to have changed. Somewhat unnaturally, Le Cutoroux avoided Goethe's hand, which he remembered was not like that in the past.

He had the impression that Goethe was a wise man who was closer to a scholar, and although he could use the lives of thousands of people to complete alchemy without blinking, his personality was not brutal and unapproachable, but a person with a sunny temperament that even goblins could hardly distinguish.

The pure scholar, the pioneer of the pursuit of the truth of all things, and the strong man who regarded the moral law of mankind as nothing, this is his impression of Goethe, the supreme leader of the organization.

The two had been together for thousands of years and had worked together countless times, but he had never seen Goethe like this.

"Of course, because I have found the truth, the truth called Mephistopheles. Goethe's fingers continued to move, parting Lecutorou's white hair, and a few strands of silver-white hair wrapped around his fingers, making his eyes more tender.

The seeker of the truth and the person who has the truth see something completely different. If he had been before, without Mephistopheles, he could only see his appearance when he looked at Lecutoroux, but now that he has opened the door of truth, he can see the extraordinary beauty he possesses, the beauty of a mutilated life, the tragic beauty of destroying the most beautiful things.

Such a life form is really wonderful, there is no doubt that this is also a kind of "immortality", a tragic and inextricable "immortality", how can he not feel happy to look at such a Lecutoru.

In contrast, the life form of "Mayfei" on the other side is extremely distorted, like a bottomless abyss, and all you can see is infinite darkness.

"Lecutorou, I'll take back all that you've lost. In that case, you'll be able to get back to the way you were before. After a soft whisper from Lecutoru's side, all the worms around Goethe began to flapp their wings together.

"Hum, hum, hum!" The demon insect from the other world began to roar loudly, making a worm chirp that made the soul tremble.

In response to them was another sound, the graceful and light wave of wings.

One after another fantastic butterflies flew out from behind Ulysses, golden sun butterflies, silver moonlight butterflies, brilliant starry sky butterflies...... With the exception of the Abyssal Butterfly, which was located in the middle of the abyss, all the daughters of Ulysses flew out of their nests and flew in the air, spreading their wings against the invading army of demon insects.

"What is this?" Goethe looked at these beautiful creatures flying around with some strange feeling, as an alchemist who had refined the Philosopher's Stone, he knew almost everything about the many lives in this world, and even those deep sea demons had some contact, but he had never seen these butterflies.

Even the legendary Zerg has become a toy in his hands, how can there be a fantasy species in this world that he doesn't know?

"Be careful, these butterflies are quirky. "As a high-ranking goblin, Lekutoru saw the anomalies of these butterflies at a glance, and he had seen the power of these butterflies as early as his time at the Kamimu Shrine, a temptation that the elves could barely resist.

(To be continued)