The extreme south of the world.

Dawning Empire, Celestial Nation.

The countryside was muddy in darkness.

The southern land, which was originally covered in frost, melted due to the heat brought by the uncontrolled father of the Lie, and then the astral plane collapsed, and the great power that escaped made a mess of the continent.

Countless woods were blown down by the wind.

Dead branches and leaves are everywhere, and the stench of decay is pervasive.

Three figures in black robes and crowns walked quietly.

"Our Lord Has Fallen......"

One spoke in a deep voice.

"Where do we go from here?"

The other two remained silent for a long time.

"Jasper, the King of the Cloth has slain the two true gods of the Sleeper and the Lady of the Rose, and now he has killed my lord, and he is invincible in the Yanita continent...... Perhaps, after Huangong, another terrible new god of fate is about to ascend the throne, and we can't stay here anymore. ”

"Where can you go if you don't stay here? Even if you cross the sea of mist to go to the outside world, it will not help, our lord has fallen, and the terrifying existence beyond the stars will soon be watched, and everyone will not be spared......"

The two said one after another.

Seeing this, the black-robed angel who spoke first sighed.

The atmosphere fell silent.

The three of them stopped in accord as they walked through a forest that had been blown down by a hurricane, and none of them spoke, but they all tensed up.

Although they do not deliberately pay attention to their surroundings, as a sequence of gods, anything they perceive will be easily captured by their memories.

This forest is full of trees, and they have clearly come!

This is clearly not right!

Being able to exert mystical influence on three Servant Gods without their defencelessness is not something that ordinary eternal beings can do.

Sou!

The three of them didn't have any communication, and suddenly turned into three black lights and disappeared in place, but in the next second, they actually returned to the same place out of thin air.

All around, there was still quiet darkness and collapsed woods.

"Our perception has been tampered with?"

"No, it's a circular ......"

The three of them suddenly felt awe-inspiring in their hearts.

They realized something in an instant.

"Destiny is mighty...... The King of Grey Clothes?! ”

From beginning to end, the three of them did not find out......

There were actually four people who traveled along the way.

In addition to them, a gentleman in a black top hat and a black gown with a white cane stood beside them.

Chen Lun calmly glanced at the three Martyr Fathers' subordinates.

Immediately, he raised his cane and touched it lightly on the shoulder of one of them.

He just slightly flicked the fate line of this person, and overlapped the development vein of the moment on the other two, and it had the same effect.

This is a more essential force than "Mythic Magic: Reaction Together".

Chen Lun had already reached the highest point of the path of fate, and he was only one step away from the god position, so this skill was naturally easy to come by.

"Not good!!"

The three black-robed men shrank sharply from the pupils of the gods, and they saw that a pale flame was burning on their shoulders!

The colorful halo that emanated from them shone on their faces, revealing that terrifying expression!

Rumble!!

Before the three servants could react, they were instantly burned into humanoid torches, and the colorful flames illuminated this dark area.

The Holy Flame, which was enough for 37 Divine Beings to be used as firewood, surpassed the level of True God, and in just two breaths, the three black-robed gods were burned into nothingness in the terrifying pale flames, and disappeared without a trace.

Leave six clusters of light in place.

Three parts dark sun, three parts stars.

The black-hatted gentleman stooped down to pick them up, and with a moment of his cane, walked slowly forward, and faded into the night......

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"The Fierce Father has also fallen! How could the Flame Father fall?! ”

In an upscale bar in the Imperial City, a round wooden table is set up in a box on the second floor, and three men and women in formal dresses sit at the table.

It was a man who spoke, looking restless.

He looked up again at his two companions.

"Cruise! Salena! You heard the bell too, didn't you?! Could it be that the sun god was really killed by the king of the blue clothes?! ”

The gentleman and the lady who were questioned were silent.

After a long while, the man named Cruise spoke in a deep voice:

"The astral plane is gone, and that's what you saw with your own eyes, ...... Rory"

He sighed.

"It's like the dream realm and the netherworld, it was destroyed by the king of the blue clothes, and the martyr father was shattered and disappeared with the astral realm."

"Damn it!"

Rory put five fingers in his hair and held his head, his expression struggling.

"The King of the Cloth is hunting the true gods! And we can't escape! Can't escape! He is the strongest of the path of destiny, and it is easy to find us! I have eternal life, and I don't want to die at all! ”

"Calm down! Lorry! ”

Shalena, wearing a top hat, said in a heavy tone.

"What does the king of the garments have to do with us when he hunts the true gods...... If you really want to talk about it, the King of Slaughter has more reason to hunt us down. ”

"That's right, Rory."

Cruise reassured.

"Don't worry, it'll be fine, as long as the hunting operation of the King of Clothes is over, everything will be calm again."

His tone was firm, but he was comforting himself.

In fact, Cruise has no bottom in his heart.

During this time, a series of earth-shattering changes occurred in the mysterious realm, and the three true gods fell one after another, and no one knew what even more terrifying changes would occur in the following days.

"No, don't you understand? The King of the Cloth is purging the world, not only the true gods, but also the angels...... Leonid the Scroller and Gon Garcia are the best examples! Looking further back, Dolomi Purnis, the Rose Gardener, Andre Trisur, the Sun King, and the group of ancient gods, which one didn't die at His hands?! ”

Dori's voice trembled with unease, and he questioned his companion in a deep voice.

Cruise and Shalena looked at each other.

Their faces were solemn, and although Rory's words were paranoid, they were not unreasonable...... As eternal beings, angels and true gods are almost impossible to die naturally, and it is rare for an angel to fall for tens of thousands of years.

But in just ten years, so many eternal existences have died one after another, and during this time, three true gods have fallen!

And they all died at the hands of the King of Grey Clothes!

"Rory, don't be so pessimistic, no matter how powerful the King of Clothes is, such a high-frequency attack will definitely make his sanity unsustainable......"

Cruise, holding back the anxiety that was gradually provoked by his companions, continued to comfort him.

"Yes, the king of the canny clothes may have gone crazy a long time ago."

A deep male voice said.

"It's a possibility......"

Cruise nodded, and suddenly froze.

Including Rory and Shalena, the three angels stiffened and did not dare to move, their eyes trembled, and they slowly moved to one side.

Pupils constricted—

At some point, there was still a person sitting at the round table!

A black top hat, a black gown, and an ivory-white vintage carved cane with his arms bent, are lazily reclining in a chair.

He is the one who spoke just now!

When exactly......

The three conspiracy angels were completely unaware of this person's existence, and it was not until the other person spoke that they woke up from a dream.

"Cang...... Under the crown of the king of the blue clothes?! ”

Ms. Salena opened her mouth, her voice trembling, and her face ugly.

Cruise's expression stiffened, and his mind went blank.

As for Rory, he kept saying in his heart, and it was fulfilled, and his guesses were fulfilled...... The King of the Grey Clothes has indeed come to them, and all of them will die, without exception!

There was dead silence in the box, and the atmosphere was depressing and eerie.

Chen Lun did not answer the lady's words, but asked lightly:

"You seem to be afraid of me?"

He chuckled.

"Afraid I'll kill you?"

The three conspiracy angels did not dare to gasp for breath, and experienced fear that they had never felt before, their hearts beat fast, and cold sweat flowed...... Their thoughts at this moment are not to attack, but to run!

"Run!!"

Cruise's eyes lit up, and he gritted his teeth and shouted.

In the next moment, His whole being turned into a shadow and disappeared.

Shalena, who was beside her, also reacted quickly, and the difference between the two was only a few tenths of a second, and they disappeared almost at the same time.

Only Luo Rui sat trembling and stood in place, sweating like rain, his face was pale, and he didn't dare to act rashly.

"Why don't you run?"

Chen Lun picked up the teapot on the table with great interest, poured himself a cup, and immediately asked Luo Rui while drinking tea.

"It's useless...... I can't run away from ......"

Rory's voice was hoarse, and he didn't dare to look directly at the black-hatted man across the round table.

Soon, he heard the king smile again.

Buzz –

The two figures returned to their chairs, just as they had done before.

Luo Rui raised his head suddenly, looking at his two friends in a daze, his heart was like ashes.

Really......

Can't run away.

Cruise and Shalena froze.

The eyes of the two of them glanced at the opposite side of the table, looking down and silent, and the pale face, and saw the black-hatted gentleman beside him quietly drinking tea, and couldn't help but feel a thrill.

They had obviously escaped from the royal city and left hundreds of kilometers from the spirit realm, but in an instant, they were back in this box and back to their places.

No matter how stupid they are, they are locked by the power of the path of fate, and escaping is of no avail......

"I heard you're familiar with the Death Gemini? Talk to me. ”

The three of Cruise only listened to King Cang speak calmly.

They looked at each other, and Lady Salena replied tremblingly:

"Cang...... Under the crown of the Emperor, the Death Twin are angels born from the remains of buried old men, named Bloo and Shady, who each share the power of killing and chaos......"

"Oh?"

Chen Lun raised his eyebrows.

"Why would the Slayer Kings have a vendetta against them?"

"This ......"

Cruise resisted fear, and replied stubbornly:

"Because Gemini intends to return to the throne of God, he has attacked the King of Slaughter, intending to seize his authority."

"No wonder, the first thing Mr. Conrad did when he sat on the throne of righteousness was to kill these two guys."

Chen Lun nodded and muttered thoughtfully.

He immediately put down his teacup and smiled at the three of them.

"Thank you for the answer."

"You're welcome, Your Majesty."

The three of Cruise squeezed out a smile and said inexplicably in awe.

"Please...... Excuse me, can I wait? ”

Immediately afterward, they heard the king sigh.

"I'm sorry."

The three of Cruise suddenly felt a chill from head to toe, and the sense of death enveloped their bodies.

Rumble!!

At the round table, three pale human-shaped torches suddenly rose, and the colorful firelight illuminated the box brightly.

The screams of the three Cruise were engulfed in flames, and everything seemed silent.

Only the struggling and dancing figure, after two seconds, dissipated along with the flames, leaving behind three gray clusters of light, resting on the undamaged wooden chair.

Chen Lun opened his five fingers, took the only divinity of these three conspiracies into the palm of his hand, picked up the teacup and continued to drink tea......

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Under the darkness of the Dawning Empire, the atmosphere became more and more depressing.

One day in late August.

Everyone in the present world heard the true history recorded by a man's voice, the earth angel named "The Former Guest".

His voice was calm and solemn, ringing clearly in his ears:

"On August 27, the first year of the Pale Calendar, the Sun God Martyr Father passed away in the astral realm, and the astral realm collapsed and shattered, and ceased to exist...... The battle between the King of the Cloth and Mr. Jing Yao, which lasted for six months and four days, came to an end, known as the 'Day the Sun Fell'! ”

"On August 28, the first year of the Pale calendar, the sun fell from the gods Jasper, Vladika, and Proto under the sacred fire of the King of Pale Clothes, which is known as the 'Last Night'."

"On August 29, the 1st year of the Pale Calendar, the conspiracy angels Cruise, Rory, and Salena fell under the sacred fire of the King of Pale Clothes, which is known as the 'Numerology Hour'."

"On August 30, 1st year of the Pale Calendar, the former Rose King, the Angel of Flesh and Blood, Mansfield, fell under the sacred fire of the King of Pales, and on that day, the former King of Shimmer, the Angel of the Stars, Priscilla, fell...... It is known in history as 'Death of the Two Kings'. ”

People were shocked and despaired.

One omnipotent god after another and angels fell, and all died at the hands of the King of Grey.

In just a few days, the faith of countless people collapsed.

The world seems to be like purgatory, and nihilism is rife.

No one knows why, and no one sees the future.

But the world seems to be about to go to an unknown but terrifying abyss......

And the name of the "King of Clothes" is deeply imprinted in everyone's heart, he seems to represent death, symbolizes the fall of God, and foreshadows calamity.

No one knows, no one is afraid.

He is the most terrible being in this world.

Because of extreme fear, people even reached a point where no one dared to say even this honorific name at will...... It seems that once the words "King of the Clothes" are uttered, it will invite a terrible disaster that will never recover.

Once made the word "pale" taboo.

People call the current calendar no longer a "pale calendar", but a "new calendar", in order to seek spiritual comfort.

Intramuros, Amber Spate.

A tall figure in a black hat and black clothes walked out of the Sun Palace.

'3 Dark Suns, 4 Stars, 3 Intrigue, 1 Flesh, 2 Suns and ......Spears of the Sun'

Chen Lun's expression was calm, and he counted the only divinity in his heart.

He raised his hand, and in the palm of his hand lay an arm-length stone cross, and at the end hung an ancient bronze bell, the surface of which was engraved with fine ancient characters and some patterns.

It is the Church of History and Rituals Society's Church Monster [Bell of the End].

When the sun came to an end, the royal family of Trisur defeated the Society of History and Rites, killed the then president McNeil, took it from him, and stored it in the vaults of the Dawning Empire.

Now Chen Lun is asking for it from Queen Anna.

This S-class artifact is actually the only divinity of the earth.

'The angels who are outside the world have almost been wiped out from God and S-class monsters......

Chen Lun's eyes were deep, and after putting away the [Bell of Finality], he took out the rest of the only divinity, leaving only the three paths of the dark sun, the sun, and the earth, and stuffed the rest into his mouth.

With the addition of another batch of "firewood", he couldn't bear the loss of control of the "Holy Fire Face", and instantly entered the spirit world.

Rumble!!

An extremely pale and twisted pillar of fire shot straight into the sky, dyeing the blue vision into a rainbow of colors, and as far as the eye could see, it was a sea of fire.

"45 firewood ......"

In the swaying paleness, a pair of eyes are as silent as water.

In the depth, there is a trace of irrepressible madness.

"It seems like you're about to reach your limits......"

Carvin is still the same, a change today;

(End of chapter)