The early morning mist filled the empty alley, as if it had cloned it with a veil. A gust of wind poured in from the mouth of the alley www.biquge.info, and then the sound of the wind sounded like the wailing of a lone wolf in the wilderness in all corners of the alley that extended in all directions.

On the ground of the alley, there is a series of footprints that seem to be in a hurry, the footprints are red and incomplete, stretching all the way to the south. The footprints of one foot were noticeably darker than the other, and the horrible smell of blood wafting from there in the air might hint at the source of the red footprints.

On both sides of the alley, there are gorgeous dwellings, and not far from here, there are also faint wide streets in front of it, and the surrounding buildings and decorations all show the prosperity of this place, but in such a huge town, there is not even a single figure, no, not even a living creature, but it shows the opposite of prosperity. The owner of the footprints, perhaps the only exception here, proves that there is still life here.

Follow the red footprints all the way south, and you will find the back of a brown-haired youth. He limped and limped, but he still ran forward as fast as he could, as if he were running away from something. The blood that spilled from his right leg left two rows of footprints on the ground, one deep and one shallow.

"My name is Nate Mayer, I'm the Fourth Warrior of St. Lucas, welcome to my world!"

Regulus thought back to him as he ran forward, and it was a surprise that the innocent, thin little boy who looked so young and thin would be the culprit who had surrounded him. And the dream world he said was reality, and he had been skeptical before, but now looking at his bleeding right leg, the pain was so real that it told him that it was all true.

If you die here, you really die. Regulus told himself. A few months ago, he had been disturbed by the phrase "You're dead" in his dream. And after he really died once, after Alyssa gave her life to save him, after knowing that she was the reincarnation of the god of war, death was nothing to fear for him. Although he often wakes up in dreams about his own death, he may be able to break the curse and see Alyssa again. He had also thought about seeking death more than two months ago, and it was then that he met Luna, and since then he has one more responsibility, one more commitment, and one more person who cares about him - Luna must still be waiting for him to save her.

But now, having lost all his divine powers, the sword of sealing, and the fact that he didn't even have a weapon on his body, Regulus could only drag the right leg that had been stabbed by Vorrell and fled aimlessly. The wound on his face that had been cut open by Karl who had turned into a ghoul was still oozing blood, but it was insignificant compared to the wound on his leg. If Alyssa was here, this kind of wound, which she is good at healing spells, would have been cured at once, of course, after Alyssa recalled the experience of her previous life.

Regulus ran forward, and behind him were his former enemies, friends, and lovers, some of whom had been dead for years, others whom they had met not long ago, the spirits of the past who had become an insurmountable obstacle in this world.

"How do I get out of here......" Just as he thought this, a roar suddenly came from behind Regulus, and the ground began to tremble with the sound of huge footsteps—the demon god Dorag quickly caught up with his sheer size.

Regulus ran up Main Street when he noticed a familiar figure in the distance, and there might be a second real creature in the world besides him. After making sure that Dan was not an illusion, Regulus was shocked to witness him kill Dorag in an instant with his blood-red spell sword.

"Danke...... You're ...... This power is ...... "Although he is in a dream, the sense of oppression that Dorag exudes is genuine, and it can be said that it is not inferior to the real body." It was beyond his imagination that such a formidable enemy had been defeated by the power of the god of war, which had briefly erupted from Sheen's death, and now that Danko had killed him in an instant.

Regulus's eyes widened as he looked at the blood blade that had just emerged from the palm of Danko's right hand, except for the color, the shape and the way it appeared were very similar to another sharp blade in his memory, the sharp blade that pierced his chest, which couldn't help but make his whole body tremble, and the aura emitted by the blade also made him feel unspeakably uncomfortable.

"Your name is the Thirteenth Demon God—Heartless!" Danko's voice sounded in his head, he knew what it meant, but he didn't want to believe it, he was still skeptical of the otherworldly memories he had just recalled. "What if that's what that guy instilled in me?" Danco thought to himself.

Dan Ke looked at the blood red blade emerging from the palm of his right hand, its surface was wrapped in a layer of black aura, sometimes getting bigger, sometimes shrinking, undulating like a heartbeat. "When you regain your heart, it will be the day the demon will be resurrected!" Sehir's words came to his mind, and his right hand began to tremble with an instinctive fear, but he did his best to calm himself.

"Accept you as you really are! you're a demon!" the voice sounded like the presence of its owner, without warning, out of thin air, as if he had been standing there in the first place. They were approached by a black-robed mage with a thin horizontal line around his neck, and this man, Regulus, swore never to appear in his memory.

"It's you. Dan Ke said quietly, "Have you begun to look for old people in my memories who can touch me?" ”

"It seems that you have not forgotten me. The mage smiled and walked over, "Your quest for resurrection has found me, and I have led you to the altar of Lord Sangri, the Demon God of Desire, located on the northern peak, and you have mercilessly sacrificed me to summon the darkness!"

As soon as the mage bowed his head to Danko, his head broke off from the thin line around his neck, rolled off his body, and stared at Danke with wide eyes on the ground: "You shouldn't be unfamiliar with this scene!"

"Desire Demon God?!" Regulus was taken aback, he remembered the scroll prophecy he had read at Joshua's: "The Demon God is here, the world is in chaos", "What are you talking about the Demon God?!" he cried out to the mage with some anxiety.

"This is a very clear question to the man next to you, you can ask him, after all, he is the thirteenth-" Before the mage could finish his sentence, his head that had fallen to the ground was shattered into pieces by a golden light, and his headless body fell to the ground with a thud.

Regulus looked in the direction of the golden light, and he saw that Danko was pointing with the index finger of his left hand pointing in the direction of the skull, and there was still a slight glimmer of light on his fingertips. Regulus believed that the mage must have said some key information, but was interrupted by Danko, stopping the demon god was their priority right now, at least he vaguely felt it. Surprised by Danko's behavior, he asked a little excitedly, "Why don't you let him finish his sentence? Stopping the Demon God is our most important task, and we can't let go of all the relevant information!"

"This is the world of that little ghost, do you think anything can be trusted in such a place? It's just an illusion that the enemy uses to confuse our minds!" Danco knew in his heart that what the mage said was the truth, but he still explained to Regulus that he didn't want to believe that he was the thirteenth demon god, and even if it was true, it wouldn't let people know his secret, that he summoned the demon god and caused Lori's massacre, that he knew that he was the common enemy of all species on earth.

"I'm not what you call human, I'm just a devil, a devil who can kill you. "Danco's words resurfaced a few months ago when he impaled Minos, the son of the god Hades who possessed John, and now it seems how ironic it is after remembering what happened to the other world.

Red, Danko suddenly felt that everything was red. The red magic sword, the red blood, the red one, he stood on the red street in red armor, his red eyes widened. He didn't know if it was the hallucinations he had had from staring at the magic sword in his palm for too long, or if he had begun to slowly transform into a demon. He looked up at the sky—the sky that had been early in the morning a second had suddenly darkened into night, and a full moon had appeared in front of Danko's vision, and the full moon was also red.

"When the moon is red, the demon god appears. Danko once again remembered Nasehir's last words, and now in front of him was the blood-red moon, but this was in the dream world, and everything could not be inferred by common sense. Just as he was deep in thought, the man who had uttered the words suddenly appeared in front of them.

"The Great Purge is just around the corner!" the blue Cehir walked towards them, exuding a powerful sense of oppression with every step.

"Could it really be the 'Demon God Manifestation'?" Dan was startled, but then Regulus' words made him realize that it was just a reproduction of someone else's memory.

"Caught up, damn it......" Regulus gritted his teeth and looked at the wound on his right leg - the blood had stained his entire trouser leg, and he began to feel a little dizzy, could it be that he had lost blood?" "Danko, can you use that power just now again? If you are killed here by these illusions, it will be over!"

Dan didn't know how to respond, he clenched his right fist, and the blood-red blade disappeared. He thought about how to solve the illusions that appeared one after another, when a voice familiar to him answered for him:

"Come on, show your true power and destroy everything!" Tyler walked towards Danko in a red dress with an evil smile on his face.

"Danko, is this woman part of your memory?"

"Why, didn't he say anything to you?" Taylor laughed as he covered his mouth, "I'm his wife, and I was brutally murdered by him—"

Dan Ke suddenly rushed up, grabbed her wrist with his left hand, covered her mouth with his right hand, and said rudely: "This is a matter between you and me, it has nothing to do with others, what I killed is just an empty shell without a soul, and you are not her at all!"

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that you remember who you are?

"Heartless, what is this?" Regulus frowned, "How many secrets do you have?"

"That's enough!!" Danco felt his anger burn as he grabbed Taylor's right hand and unconsciously slashed again, instantly piercing her throat. She looked weak and fell backwards again, as Danko remembered.

"No, I didn't mean to ......" Danko's heart tugged at each other, and he was touched for the first time, when he noticed that someone else seemed to be watching him.

"You're already a demon, Captain. Knight Gray and the other four knights who died in the battle of Miller appeared, "You had the power to save us, but you watched us die mercilessly!"

Regulus watched as the number of undead haunting Danko increased, and Cehir in front of him was slow to attack him, he knew that it would only be more difficult to let the enemies continue like this, but he didn't know how to change the situation.