After eating Kimu, the remaining fragments of the dead seemed to be in a daze. The culprits who killed them have been eliminated, but why are they still not satisfied, and still want to eat something and destroy something.

Before they became such monsters, they were all human, and in this gray world, they saw their past, their families, their children, and the entire city that they had destroyed by themselves.

They heard the cries of the souls that had not yet disappeared in the ruins of the city. It is the last cry of the souls who have lost their families and everything, and the voices of people who are more unfortunate and miserable than what happened to them.

"Ah, what did I do?"

"This ...... Here's what we do!"

"No, it's not like that! we're not such monsters!"

"Forgive me, forgive us!"

In the final moments, these hate-filled soul fragments finally regained a trace of consciousness and discovered the sin they had committed.

In front of the many fragments of the dead who panicked and repented of their mistakes, there was a light, a light that brought hope and made them feel sacred.

"In this world, no one is innocent, and people will always make mistakes. ”

"Repent, rest in peace, and go back to where you belong. ”

For these dead who no longer know what to do, it is the voice of final salvation, the gift of God who guides them.

"God!

"God, please forgive us for the mistakes we have committed, and we repent!"

"God, please forgive us, please look at us. ”

In the midst of many praises and confessions, the dead let go of their last hatred, went crazy, and decomposed into gray points of light one by one, becoming a part of this gray world. They willingly gave up all their power and returned to their roots.

They believe that they have been redeemed, and the voice that guides them is the voice of God, the voice of God that they believed in during their lifetime.

"I'm tempted to say I'm not a god, but forget it. Ulysses shrugged his shoulders as he looked at the many soul fragments in his body that had returned to their origins, and from beginning to end, he had never said anything about what he had to do with "God".

He's not a god, he's not even a priest, in fact, he can't even use a divine skill on his own.

Therefore, he could not purify these erring souls, so he had to let them all decompose in his own body. Anyway, it's much better than resurrecting these messy pieces and turning them into monsters.

Moreover, after letting these soul fragments decompose in his body, his strength has also increased a lot, and he can be regarded as having some strength to solve the final big problem.

Yes, it's not that simple. The biggest root is still sleeping well in the sky!

Osiris, the dragon of the sky, is the last and most difficult opponent to solve. The massive tornado that swept through the city, the storm dragon that appeared out of thin air, and the activated ruins didn't stop as the fragments of the dead that had eaten away at it disappeared.

It is the root of it all, the strongest and most terrible last enemy. To use metaphors, these dead creatures are only to the extent that they have bitten their mosquitoes, and they are the giant beasts that have been disturbed from their sleep.

Even though the mosquito is eradicated, it is not so quiet as the root cause of everything. In fact, after the disappearance of the corpses that had eroded it, the magic emanating from its body continued unabated, and began to become more and more unstable.

If this problem cannot be solved, I am afraid that in some time, the magic leaking from its body will affect more than the city. So, he had to find a way to get rid of it.

However, this is not an easy task. Unlike the monster, which was made up of many dead remains, even after being laid to rest, the remnants of the Sky Dragon Osiris were incredibly powerful.

The part that the dead eroded and used was only a small part of the power left behind by the sky dragon Osiris. And just less than a tenth of the power, under the use of laymen, has reached the power of destroying the earth and making people claim to be gods.

This is the powerful dragon Osiris of the sky, who was worshipped as a god in the distant past and was regarded as the guardian god of heaven and earth.

It is absolutely impossible to deceive it with the ability to "communicate simply" as it did just now.

Whether it is spirit, will, or body, the sky dragon Osiris is a powerful life of the highest level in this world, and it will never be affected by fear. Even if a real demon king appeared in front of it, it must have rushed up to fight without hesitation.

Then, we can only use a gentle, more tortuous way. Ulysses turned the first page of the mutilated book in his hand, which gave him the first and most basic ability, "simple communication".

This time, what needs to be carried out is the real "exchange", if it were not for the fact that the sky dragon Osiris has entered an eternal slumber, and if it were not for the self-decomposing fragments of dead bones providing enough power, it would have been difficult to do such a thing.

After all, this time, it is not a shallow "simple exchange" but a higher level of "communication", and it is an interference with the mythical creatures that have long been rested, leaving only some residual thoughts and powers.

"Nothing in this world is real, the light of the soul goes to the door that has been opened......" Coming to the huge blue-blue gem of the sky dragon Osiris, Ulysses put his hand on the gem while reading the words of the book in his hand that would not appear until ten years later, and then gently closed his eyes.

I don't know what kind of world I will see this time.

............ Outside the sleeping ruins of the Sky Dragon Osiris, the only gathering place where the Sect gathered, the miserable cries of human beings were heard.

"Don't ......" stopped abruptly, as if it had been cut off by some sharp weapon, and in fact it was about the same, because the neck of the owner of the voice had been cut in two.

"Who are you!" In the final hall, the black-robed people gathered together commanded dozens of powerful man-made monsters, looking at the blood-stained figure at the door with pale faces.

That figure is not very tall, it looks like it should be human, but those cold eyes of killing intent make it impossible to connect "him" with humans in any way, they are definitely not the eyes that humans should have, but more like the eyes of the most terrifying monsters.

"It's here, lots and lots of lives. The owner of the Killing Intent Eye raised his head slightly, looking at the group of humans who had wrapped themselves in black robes.

Lots and lots of blood, this is the world he sees, the mutilated world.

Well, kill them all.

The long magic sword swung over, and the three demon dogs that pounced on it were split in half, so fast that these demon dogs couldn't see how the other party swung the sword.

Blood, a lot of blood, like a spring, began to stain the floor of this hall. In front of that magic sword, there were no survivors, and neither the magic of darkness nor the transformed monsters could stop the hope of this sword devouring people's lives.

This is the battlefield, this is the blood feast that the magic sword searched, the cult that has committed countless sins, whose hands are stained with the blood of innocents, who have encountered monsters who are more cruel than them, the bearers of the legendary Eye of Killing Intent, and the terrifying demons.

The souls that were brutally killed were all bound in that ghost sword, becoming a part of this sword, becoming the power of the demons.

When the last screams were over, only a pile of corpses remained in the final hall, and the owner of the Ghost Sword sat on this pile of corpses, enjoying the smell of blood in the air.

"You guys, damn it. "After killing all the cultists, the eyes of the dead have become much clearer.

Yes, he must be "righteous".

............ "This is the early cross relic of the High God Cult. ”

"This is the totem worshipped in the southern tribal areas at that time. ”

"This is the balance of the early pyramid civilization. ”

One by one, the princess calculated the value of these treasures placed on the ground at random, and taking a few of them out would make those theologians and ancient civilization scholars crazy, and it could be said that all of them were priceless and good things.

In particular, church people who are dedicated to discovering the early culture of the High God Cult will be desperate to collect these historical artifacts of the early High God Cult.

With the expansion of the size of the church, the faith and influence of the Supreme God Church, as the first church in the mainland, have increased. Conversely, there is a growing interest in the culture and objects of the Church's origins.

However, after the changes, wars, and dynasties of different eras, there are very few things left over from that era. Probably only the magical castle of the Anas, who were already important members of the Cult of the Supreme God in the early days (a place where time passes, and the contents do not naturally deteriorate with time), there are still a lot of these things.

But the Ana family had never sold a single thing left over from the family, the history of this family was too long, and the accumulated treasures had already been so many that they couldn't figure it out themselves.

In other words, these things that are randomly piled on the ground do not worry about the seller at all, as long as they are taken out, they will all be snapped up, and no one will ask her where these things come from.

If you can take it out...... The princess looked up at the huge dragon shadow. No matter how confident she was, she didn't feel like she could challenge this truly mythical creature now, in fact, she couldn't even get close.

That's a big problem. Now she is like a princess trapped in the treasure trove of dragons, but will there really be any brave man to save her?

(To be continued)