The headquarters of the Heresy Aid Society, a huge castle hidden deep in a mountain, where countless heretics have been invited. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The master of the Mutual Aid Society has always been a secret, and even the heretics do not know his identity and name, only his code name, "Servant of Satan".

Satan is the demon king of the abyss, the mythical fallen twelve-winged angel, who feeds on chaos and fear, and is the most evil and evil being, and the mere mention of this name can make people feel uneasy.

The heretics reveled in the castle, and the rich aroma of fragrant flowers and purple mint wine made everyone get the highest pleasure in intoxication and sink into depravity.

At the height of the atmosphere, the "Servant of Satan", who always wears a black mask to cover the upper half of his face, comes to the top of the castle, looks down on all the heretics, and laughs wildly: "The glory of the gods is gone, and the world will become a place of exile, a hunting ground for us!"

Although the heretics didn't know what he was talking about, they still raised their glasses and shouted excitedly!

Under the deep moonlight and night, the "Satan's Servant" laughed wildly and spread three pairs of black bat's wings towards the moon.

......

The Dark Eye was located in Abraham's headquarters, the archbishop's pure black eyes staring firmly at the dark statue, and behind him, the bishops with fanatical faces.

"The breath of the dark lord is getting clearer and clearer. The archbishop whispered, "I will be able to come in person soon." ”

"What the hell is going on?" Sistine incredulous.

"My lord told me that our world has changed dramatically, and that the twilight prophecy is about to begin...... "The archbishop said slowly.

The eyes of the dark statue, the green light was faint, slowly brightening.

......

Black-red sand, boundless.

The sky composed of countless faces and souls is as bad as ever.

Today's purgatory, the wind is a bit noisy.

A black volcano lay on the ground, and within a few dozen miles of it, no demon dared to approach it.

Suddenly, the volcano began to shake and slowly "stood up" into a giant claw demon, with a bright and dazzling fire flowing through the cracks in the rocky skin.

The lava collar yawns, and the lava erupts automatically, scorching a piece of land.

The body that woke up from its slumber slowly regained its vitality, the flow of the silent magma accelerated, the whole body burst into red-hot flames, the surroundings heated wildly, and the ground softened, it was like a walking lava volcano.

"Hmm...... Woke up. Lava Spitfire's pupils glanced around, scratching the curved horns covered in flame streaks, a little confused, "Where did my brother go?"

A large amount of magma stretched out from under the four hooves of the Lava Lord, turning into a magma path, and the Lava Lord floated through the magma, and soon came to an area that should be covered with ice in his impression, which was the Frost Lord's former realm.

"Brother is gone!" the Lava Lord was startled and hurriedly turned around and headed to the realm of another lord.

Stopping in an area covered with green moss-like lichen, the demons here were covered in green spots, and fled in terror when they saw the lava, but hundreds of demons avoided it, and were burned to ashes by the lava lord's automatic sputtering of magma.

"Lava, don't stay with me!"

A rage rang out, and the black-green Plague Lord rushed out, raising his hand and smashing hundreds of rounds of green plague energy on the Lava Lord, and was vaporized as soon as he got close.

"Plague, where's my brother?" the Lava Lord said in an urn.

"Get out of the way and find the darkness, don't bother the king!" roared the Plague Lord.

The Lava Lord was displeased and exhaled, and the Plague Lord's slightly shrunken horn burst into flames.

The plague lord was so frightened that he couldn't get it out of his hands, so he simply stuck his horns into the ground, and an angry roar came from the ground, "This king will kill you one day!"

The Lava Lord snorted, casually spewed fire and burned a bunch of small plague demons, swaggering away.

The dark region is a pure black land, where countless demons hide in the shadows, fearfully hiding from the lava lord's magma.

The Lava Lord came to the outside of the dark palace and shouted, "Dark, where is my brother?"

After screaming a lot, but no one inside answered, the Lava Lord simply broke in and found that the darkness was not at home.

"It's so troublesome, and you have to use telepathy. The Lava Lord's tone was helpless, and his huge consciousness instantly swept through many secondary worlds, and when he passed through the main world, he paused slightly, perceiving an extremely faint connection.

"Hey, my brother is in the Overworld, how do I get in......" The Lava Lord sensed it for a while, and wondered, "It's so strange, why did the barrier of the Overworld disappear?"

After thinking for a few seconds, the Lava Lord gave up thinking with his burning head.

"Whatever, I'm going to find my brother. ”

The Lava Lord erupted in flames, lit up with a blinding firelight, hummed, and disappeared from its place into the Void Passage.

......

At the top of a deep canyon, a handsome man with purple skin and silver hair stood proudly, a white robe embroidered with skulls on his body was windless, and the earring in his left ear swayed slowly.

He looked up at the sky that was forever shrouded in darkness, with lead clouds, no stars, no sun and no moon, but his gaze seemed to have penetrated the barrier of space and saw the scene of another world.

"Started ......"

The guy, Samael, lowered his head and looked down at the canyon.

In the dark canyon, countless pairs of eyes slowly opened, dense, indifferent and cold, and emotionless.

......

In the void that envelops the Overworld like an atmosphere and countless secondary spaces, many ancient beings have set their sights on the Overworld.

In their sight, the "eggshell" that shrouded the overworld was slowly shattering, and countless secondary spaces stretched out thin tentacles and pierced into the light clusters of the overworld.

Many tiny points of light floated around the Overworld, slowly moving in place according to certain rules, like stars.

These are the first spaces, the worlds of failure.

......

In a small city in the Odin Empire.

Hades turned suddenly, and behind him was the busy street.

His face was expressionless, and for a moment, he felt an incomparably palpitating heart, as if he was being stared at tightly by an invincible beast.

Inexplicable emotions suddenly surged from his heart, and Hades suddenly just wanted to get as far away from the crowd as possible, go as far as possible, and go to a deserted place.

He didn't know why this emotion appeared, but his body carried it out faithfully, and he galloped out of the city and into the wilderness, the scenery retreated wildly, and he felt that he was running faster and faster, like a violent wind.

Suddenly, the wind stopped in the silent woods, and Hades looked down at his hand, and the new power poured out of thin air from the deepest part of his body, leaving him at a loss.

The body automatically accepted this power, as if it had been used countless times, and it was full of familiarity.

Without any thought, Hades knew how to use this power, like instinct.

Soon, the power that gushes out from the depths of the body stops, as if the valve is closed.

Hades felt that he was several times stronger than just now, and he sensed that there was an unfathomable power hidden in the depths of his body, like an ocean.

His newfound strength is at most a drop in the ocean.

Hades stood silently for a moment, as if remembering something, and there was a hint of complexity in his eyes.

"That's how it ......"

(To be continued.) )