The night couldn't hide the screams.

Acid rain poured down, ghostly shadows danced among the slums, waltzes accompanied by raindrops of masterpieces.

Conrad Coates pressed the bloody dagger against his face, the acid rain and demonic fluids making it wet, and the Lord of the Night couldn't help but lick it, the fishy smell made him feel better.

The Lord of the Night sang briskly, three thousand five hundred and sixty-seven, and he cut bones like a hard-working assembly lineman, separating flesh from skin with a dagger.

The demon crushed by him moaned weakly, its yellow sheep's eyes staring at the original body, reflecting the real demon in the world.

The rain continued to fall, and the blood and flesh were washed everywhere, but then they were stopped by more corpses, both demonic and human.

Coetzes happily felt the melody he hummed,

【Travel through the whole hell~】

You can't go to heaven anymore! 】

The skin was peeled off in its entirety, and he threw it on his head in a boring way, and with a snap, the acid rain that flowed into his eyes suddenly decreased, and turned into some kind of burning, blood-red liquid.

Conrad Coz stood, his thin, hunched body like an ominous wild cat, the only hunter of the city.

His armor had long since been shattered, and the communication channel had been deliberately damaged by Koz during the battle against the demons, and now he was alone on a rainy night in Nostramo.

It reminded Koz of the beginning of the story, when he was so uninhibited.

But now, he is freer, because that last, false illusion of hope is gone, and this is hell.

In Hell, Coates doesn't feel the painful guilt and sense of responsibility, and for this human demon, Hell is a paradise for him to have fun.

The original body walked quickly down the alley of Nostramo, and he saw the torn off bulletin, the handwriting on it was faintly legible,

This was the literacy class that Sevita had implemented during the Norstar Reform, and when Sevita enthusiastically proposed this to the original body, what was Conrad Coz doing at the time? It was as if he was severing a tendon.

It doesn't matter, because this has failed, and Nostramo is doomed to a wasteland, and all that was before was a bunch of dune castles on the beach by the sea,

Some people can't see the sea not far away, some people think that the tsunami will never return, and some people think that if the castles made of sand are strong enough, they will not collapse in the tsunami.

And Koz, Koz-

Coetzes hummed,

[I can't go to heaven anymore~]

He continued to weave through the crumbling monumental sculpture that Sevita had erected for him; Walk through the metallurgical factories that were originally clean, roaring, and solved people's employment; Walk past the public hospital where the defenders have retreated......

In the abandoned hospital, filled with fresh corpses and flesh, Coates found some needles and threads that allowed him to continue his demon-skin artwork.

Coetzes sat on the edge of the hospital bed, blood splattered on the white sheets, and the patient who had been lying on the bed was dead, his mouth wide open and a sharp blade crossed across his chest.

Koz remembers the deceased, a worker whom Sevita had honored for his high productivity and for his initiative in literacy, with a prize of a kilogram of fresh meat.

Koz was a little hungry, so he ate and sewed the leather goods in his hands, and the demons had different colors, which made his pursuit of art more enjoyable.

He sewed quietly and earnestly, throwing his whole body and soul into it, snorting from the hospital's broken radio, but there were no screams here, they were all killed by Coetze.

Coetzes was hurt, of course, but the physical pain could not hide the mental madness.

Coates lifted the needle, he pursed his lips in displeasure, and the original body jerked down the needle, ready to leave—

"Father!"

Before he could catch up with Coz, Coz jumped out of the window on the sixth floor of the hospital, and the glass shards fell with him, and the original body fell to the ground, ready to go further away-

Coates turned his head stiffly, and Sevita stood behind him, as if he had expected the original to jump off the building.

"Father,"

Sevita said calmly and tiredly,

"I implore you to return to the Nightfall, the Bat Council has voted and the Midnight Lord will issue an extermination order against Northramo."

The Council of the Bats is a small group of Midnight Lord decision-making established by Sevita after Coates relinquished power over Sevita.

Konrad Coz stared at Sevita, his Raven Prince was no longer as sharp-tongued as he had been, he had become more poised, more reticent, and more ...... Senescence.

Sevita's face was covered with sagging furrows, and her hair was completely white.

Do crows turn white when they are old and dying?

[Leave me alone, Sai,]

Coetzes said that he was standing there, surrounded by his strange heirs,

"I will be burned with hell. 】

Sevita sighed deeply, deeply, and his eyebrows were old, old enough to cover his glittering eyes,

"Father, please stop being stubborn."

"You know it's impossible, the Midnight Lord can't afford to lose you. ”

Coates looked at Sevita, who bent down and put his hand on Sevita's shoulder armor, his tousled hair tied on Sevita's forehead,

You've seen it all, Sai. 】

Coetz said in a low voice,

We have fallen into hell, and no matter how hard we struggle, this is hell, and you can't climb out of here. 】

We can only die in hell, or become demons, and then live forever in hell, Sai. 】

Sevita trembled, and the Raven Prince stretched out one hand, trying to grasp the original hand, while his other hand, hanging limply from his waist.

"Father, you saw all of this at the time?"

Sevita asked with a shudder, and Coates looked into Sevita's eyes, feeling that his most loyal son was on the verge of collapse,

Coates lowered his head, and he felt a sharp blade come out of his mouth, stabbing at Sevita and slashing his throat,

......Coetze's voice trembled, [If I had said that half of the empire would turn into hell and that the Midnight Lord would have personally fired an extermination order at Nostramo, would you believe me, or would you think I was going mad? 】

[...... only] Only he can understand, but I already ......?! 】

Koz's eyes widened, and he slowly tilted his head to stare at the syringe that Sevita's other hand was plunging into him, the needle piercing through the cracks in the shattered armor and pouring venom.

Slowly upwell, the familiar sense of coma caught up with Coz.

Sevita sighed wearily,

"I'm sorry, father,"

The Raven Prince said,

"It was that day...... The pharmacist extracted the remaining potions from you, and I kept them for a rainy day. ”

Sevita took a step back indifferently and motioned for the bats around him to drag the original body's slowly falling body,

"You have your troubles, and I have mine,"

Sevita said,

"But throughout, I want to make you well, and the Midnight Lord well."

Cold, stinging raindrops fell on Sevita's face, his eyes darkened, and the Raven Prince looked up as the splendor that had been built turned to dust.

The torch was extinguished, countless demon armies sprung up from the corners of Nostramo, and the chaos and madness of the land for thousands of years finally echoed at this moment, and monsters appeared from every shadow.

After the atoning expedition was carried out, the Midnight Lord, who had not been conscripted for a long time, could not hold Nostramo at all.

And because of the Great Purge of Sevita, the disgruntled people lurking in the shadows of Nostramo also launched a self-destructive attack on him.

The defending front retreated again and again.

They first withdrew from the newly built metallurgical factory in the suburbs and withdrew to the food factory that Sevita had ordered to build.

The last remnant of a family of opponents uprooted by Saivita, chanting demonic slogans, jumped into the food factory's high-temperature furnace, and the hot concentrated syrup exploded, causing a series of explosions and chaos.

Then they withdrew again, to the reserve school that Sevita had set up.

They had been there for a long time, and the cubs who had not yet become Midnight Lords helped them immensely, but in the end, when the school's population was less than five percent remaining, Sevita chose to retreat again - the Midnight Lords had to leave at least some of the young ones behind.

It was at this moment that the insane Conrad Coz disappeared into the streets of the city.

Then there's the plaza with the Coetze's sculpture, and finally the hospital—they hurry aboard the Midnight Lord's battleship, and even it is dangerous.

And after the personnel completely retreated to the Nightfall, and after determining that Nostramo had completely lost its value and might as well be burned out, Sevita began to search for Konrad Coz.

Eventually, he found it.

In Nightfall's private room, Sevita was silent, holding the command board in one hand and the unconscious Coetze's arm in the other—the original body had been chained in chains.

Sevita may have gone mad too.

Sevita pressed [OK].

He knew that at this moment, the torpedo barrel of the Whirlwind on the Nightfall was emitting a scorching light.

There were no windows in the original room, and Sevita silently read the seconds in her mind—

Rumble.

Sevita thought to himself as he imagined Nostramo's crust crumbling in a blinding golden light, turning into massive, useless ruins.

Sevita thought he should cry, but his overworked eyes were unusually dry now, and his numb heart seemed to have no other emotions.

The Midnight Lords can't afford any more attacks, but they must have the strength to survive in this hell.

Sevita thought wearily as he listened to the steady breathing of Coetz beside him, who now wished Koz had jumped up, called him a traitor, and shot him so that Sevita could fucking sleep for a while.

But alas, nothing happened.

It couldn't be Leon Johnson, Sevita thought, the First Legion was here to spy on them.

Horus didn't think about it either, and Sevita couldn't imagine Horus's reaction after learning that half the empire had fallen into hell.

To some extent, the half of the empire, which is now burning, marks a gross dereliction of duty on the part of the commander himself.

Horus's sanctimonious guy is probably crazy by now, and Sevita smirked dryly,

Fogen ...... Sevita thought that maybe they could defect to Phoenix, as Fogen had been Coetze's teacher, and the two Primordials had a good relationship before the quarrel with Dorne.

However, Sevita is not sure what the phoenix is like now, and in Sevita's eyes, in this situation, Fogen is likely to react similarly to Horus.

And finally...... Sevita circled the command board, St. Giles, the Midnight Lord didn't have much interaction with the Holy Blood Angels.

The perfect archangel, thought to Sevita, would he take them in?

Coates beside him let out a groan.

All right!

(End of chapter)