The floating airship that was swimming over the city was hit by a golden laser that suddenly shot up from below, and was cut into two in an instant, and the huge floating airship disintegrated in mid-air, and the debris fragments that fell from the top of the airship fell like meteorite fragments, and fell into the silence of a crimson hell when they hit the bottom, and countless fireflies floated there, but because they had returned to the original state, they were not instantaneously destroyed. The Cape had lost the carrier of the airship and thus dissipated into ashes, and the ship made Alaru barely stand on the massive wreckage of a shattered airship, and then vanished into a faint light in a senseless grumble. The two comical little feathers on his forehead fluttered like airplanes, and then the whole person disappeared all at once.

Under the sky, Qilong's whole body was very rippling in a golden halo, probably because of the large amount of golden power used all over his body, and the power of the dawn rainbow that had just shot out hit the airship at once. The airship was hit in an instant, turning it into shards. Qilong's blow made the above Elibo Tos, Yan Wu, Sha Mi and others all surprised, but the more relaxed and surprised they were. The power of the Neon Sword of Dawn wiped out the airship at once, but at this time, in the four corners of the earth, the imperial pillar guarded by the four Paradise Disciples was almost completed, especially the building in the north where the mourning attendant was stationed himself, the Imperial Capital Dynasty Building was finally about to complete the assimilation ceremony of the imperial pillar engraving, and the mourning attendant stood on the top of the TV tower on the rooftop, his arms stretched out to the west and the east, the author's eyes, breathing the slightest touch of the atmosphere in his eyes, snorting, feeling and comprehending the mysterious power of the Brahman beyond the vastness of the universe, which is an infinite power that can conquer everything。 Soon, when the three-dimensional image of the huge silver-white lotus flower under the Imperial Capital Dynasty disappeared, the silver-white halo that enveloped the entire building disappeared. Then the priest stumbled and almost fainted, and the city gradually returned to its former tranquility, but many human beings have been sacrificed, and the memories of those who have disappeared will gradually lose the impression that remains in people's minds in the law of the hourglass of time covering the entire New Testament world. The power of the novice seal had vanished, leaving only the tranquility of the city.

As the floating airship that had just floated in mid-air disappeared, the crimson light that enveloped the sky disappeared, and the sky changed back into a clear and transparent state. Under the sun, people still held a lively summer baptism, still rippling in a cheerful and lively atmosphere. The long procession progressed, and people walked along with the procession, melting their lively mood into the lively mood of the moment.

In the dark hall where the Tree of Truth is scattered, the towering Tree of Truth is still radiant, and by the crystal pool, the mourners are still facing the Paradise Disciples below, facing the tall Sacred Tree in front of them, the tall and towering Sacred Tree is like a tower, and it is becoming more and more green under the watering of the rain of light. Behind the mourning acolyte, the inverse weaver Claudes Flora, the Janomon Nidhogg and the Vayan Jocchio Deba knelt respectfully, waiting for the acolyte to descend the gods, the lord of the Supreme Heavenly Realm whose body had been assimilated with the entire Paradise Lost, the great primordial lord, stared with great admiration at the breath of this divine tree in front of him at this moment, this triple god who possessed the origin of the gods, and then mixed with the souls of humans and the flesh of demons at the same time, was extremely looking forward to it. Suddenly, a magnificent ring of brilliance disappeared from the branches of that sacred tree. "It seems that another ring has disappeared, and now only the shackles of the last two rings remain, and when all the rings are gone, it will probably be the time when the Wood of Truth will completely get rid of its slumber~~" The reverse weaver said, his eyes showing a look of relief. The Wood of Truth existed as the first cause of existence in the primordial sea of chaos for sake, the will of absolute existence, and then he created the three races of gods, humans, and demons, and created the realm of the Old Testament, and then immediately disintegrated into three branches, sleeping in the three holy places of the long river of Old Testament history. In the end, Paradise Lost took a long time to collect them and merge them with each other, but the Wood of Truth, which had been dormant for thousands of years, did not wake up absolutely, and had to break ten rings in order to open the rumored twenty-two holy paths, and according to the relevant records on the Secret Threshold of the King of the World, one of these twenty-two paths led to the legendary (Beyond the Shore), where there was an unknown and powerful Absolute Darkness. There will be the secret realm that created the primordial realm and was discarded in that world along with the absolute darkness. In order to release the king who was isolated and sealed in that world and to obtain the realm technique to create the primordial realm, it is necessary to open those twenty-two paths. It is not only to unite the two worlds, but also to open the way to the other. "Hmm~~~ Is the only path we can find?" the mourning attendant said softly, "I will definitely find it, my lord~, when the time comes, that king will definitely help us revive the real Paradise Lost~~" Several Paradise disciples said in unison, "I hope so~~~" The waiter's voice disappeared into the air.

In a science laboratory in the pitch-black Paradise Lost, the dark light rushes here, in a quiet place illuminated by a magnesium lamp overhead, under the light, facing a tempered glass mirror, (crazy and weird) Varnav stands in front of the mirror, as if the viewer thinks he is very narcissistic, suddenly a young man in silver-white clothes came behind him, and the mourning attendant walked over with the triangular nine-ring tin staff in one hand, with a solemn and dignified expression, " Varnave, why are you here alone again?" said the mourner, "Wow~~~ It's you, the original owner of my greatest Paradise Lost~~ I'm sorry, I didn't have time to greet you" Hearing the sound like a silver bell behind him, Varnav immediately turned around, put one hand respectfully on his abdomen, bent down slightly, and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't have time to receive you, because I was still thinking about some more important things in my head," Varnav said, Well, it's nothing, I don't mean to blame you, I'm just here to ask about the god under your feet," said the mourning servant, "well, you are asking at the right time, my dear mourning servant, this is exactly the question I want to ask, are you talking about the transfer of the troll god under his feet to the new covenant? Well, it must not be a problem to use your power to transfer that behemoth to the New Testament with you," said the mourning acolyte, "of course, my ghostly teleportation must be able to do a fabulous feat of things," said the mad monster, "Oh, well, I believe that fellow has been sleeping under his feet for thousands of years, and now is the time to wake him up, so that he can move his muscles, and also to support the unfolding of the Second Testament." The mourning attendant said with a smile, his eyes drifting in the backlight and gradually losing his tracks.

After the summer festival, the city was quiet again, but a large number of human beings who had disappeared in the incident of the ship order had gradually lost their impressions and remnants in people's minds under the carving of the hourglass of time. On a faint summer day, the cool breeze outside the window blew from the open window, at this moment, only the little bird key was playing with blocks on the floor in the bedroom, and suddenly the wind blowing from the distance outside the window hit Xi Yao's face, making Xi Yao's face tremble, Xi Yao felt a burst of malice, it seemed to be a wind blowing from the other side of the distant Old Testament, it seemed to be a messenger wind mixed with suggestive nature, conveying the malicious breath in the distance, so that Xi Yao suddenly noticed vigilance, and did not feel a frown. "Could it be ~~?" Xi Yao unconsciously revealed a sentence in her mouth, and her heart was uneasy, because she was originally a secret zero treasure on the secret threshold of the king of the world, because the secret threshold of the king of the world represents the will of the Old Testament world, so can you also feel the deeds of the Old Testament very obviously, maybe it is not the deeds of the Old Testament, but the zone that connects the gap between the two worlds, that is, the so-called labyrinth of the tree of reverse reason and evil, the hell of Tartarus. Xi Yao felt the breeze blowing from that place, it was a kind of malicious wind mixed with bad intentions, and suddenly walked over with her feet, her hair dancing by the window, Xi Yao's eyes became more and more wrong. "What's wrong with you", Xinyi's voice came from behind her, suddenly, Xi Yao turned her eyes behind her, and found Xinyi's figure walking over there, Xi Yao turned around and saw Xinyi, "It's nothing, I just felt some strange breath" "Strange breath?" Xinyi asked, "That's the ominous breath from the hell of Tartarus, that's right, those villains have been quietly resurrected~~" Xi Yao's eyes closed slightly, and she said seriously and calmly.

This is the labyrinth of Tartarus Hell, in the darkest and coldest area in the center, where the spirit of the Evil Spirit is the most severe, the Tree of Reverse Virtue stands madly in the sky, like a pitch-black tower, the branches that have not decayed for hundreds of millions of years are extremely strong, and under this sacred tree, which was originally stripped from the negative side of the Wood of Truth, there are terrifying streams of strong and pungent energy floating in all directions, which are about to impact the surface, specifically it should be about to break free from the shackles of the Tree of Reason, and become an independent existence of the Tree of Reason, which is about to be born, beyond the shackles of Reason, and is about to impact the unknown mysterious and terrifying things that come from the surface。