"The first person to die was none other than me." Lilith said.

A chill crept up Luo Jia's back. The sunlight that slanted into the temple was mild, and the beautiful girl looked calm, as if telling a story that had nothing to do with her.

"For a long time, we watched over Bethlehem and kept it in check, so that their ambitions would not swell to the point of self-devouring. But children will eventually see their parents' arms as shackles...... They began to hate our teachings and ordinances, and spat on the covenant of their souls, which restricted them from killing each other in the streets and devouring the corpses of their fellow citizens.

This hatred is subtle at first, but once ignited, it becomes a prairie fire. One by one, our priests were ostracized, defiled with depravity, and even murdered. And without these channels and eyes and ears of our earth, the gods can only watch everything happen. ”

Luo Jia interrupted her, and there was disobedience on her childish countenance. "Do you rely on the priests for your strength?"

"In the world, it is like this." Lilith smiled helplessly, "What else could a god be besides the dreams of his followers?" The shackles go both ways, and we see through the eyes of believers and bring down punishment with their hands. When faith was gone, the grace and calamities of the old gods naturally moved away from Bethlehem, waiting for the new gods to open their doors. ”

"Is the basis of interference faith...... It turns out that this is what it means to be man-made. Luo Jia whispered, "Really, Ouroboros-like cycles. ”

"Not badly at all, born out of fixed passions, with only desire and no free will. We, or all gods, are monsters peering in from the other side of the veil. Lilith whispered.

"You don't look like it. I mean, very ordinary, even friendly. Luo Jia twisted his fingers uncomfortably, and the temperature of the other party's fingertips seemed to still linger in the corners of his eyes.

She laughed again, and she seemed to be laughing forever. "For I am no longer God, but a remnant of the priest who is left."

Eventually, the infant who had drunk their extreme lust and brutality responded to this hatred. She broke into the Pantheon, dragging her skirt of the stars rippling with her laughter, the echo of the fall of a thousand worlds in her laughter. She tore me apart, swallowing the spilled essence and blending it into her indescribable source. My essence dripped from the corners of her bloody mouth, and I felt it all soberly. ”

"I weep over the fall of Asoyan, who has blessed the children from beginning to end, but has not escaped the murder of their creatures.

I wept over the death of Morley Hagrid, the blood of wisdom that flowed from the great wounds. Her screams still echo in the voice of the howling banshee.

I shed tears for Kane, the greatest warrior and executioner of us, but his fury could not resist desire, and his flames were crushed into countless pieces and scattered into suitable shells.

I also weep for Isha, because the fall of our children is too complete and too long to be saved by her two tears and ripples.

In the end, I could no longer cry, but I still wept for my priestesses. They gave up their names and countenances, and instead put on mine, just for the dream of dying.

Our city has fallen. That's it. ”

Her voice was clear. "Did you like the story?"

"I'm ......," Luo Jia said jerkily, "I'm sorry. ”

"So far, I have no complaints. It was nothing more than a commonplace exchange of beliefs at Colchis's boss. Lilith was surprised to see the original, "Do you think we are the first gods of Bethlehem?" The corpses of the once-worshipped gods drift through the subspace, alongside their crumbling temples. I can even tell you about the blood of my predecessors that I stained. But then...... It's different.

The insatiable queen's laughter drove everyone in the city crazy, sucking their souls into their bellies. This was the first destruction of Bethlehem. ”

"...... Once? ”

"Ah, yes. After that, her dark heart was sullen because she didn't have it, so she vomited them out again. She told the people that in sixty-six years she would come again, and if they could please themselves, she would bestow grace—they would not be simply digested and tortured, but would be enjoyed forever in the silver palace.

Frightened, the people fled the city where they were raised, until the White City was left with an empty shell. The people who fled lost their pampered lives, but as time went on, they no longer had nightmares, as if everything was over.

In the sixty-sixth year, they were once again drawn from their shells, and the Queen's laughter echoed in their souls. When they opened their eyes again, the clock had been turned back to sixty-six years ago, and they were within the familiar white walls. This was the second destruction of Bethlehem.

Thirdly, they pleaded with the exiled priests, looked through the ancient texts, and even rushed to the Shadowless King's rule to gain knowledge. An unprecedented ceremony was held, and the blood of the subspace behemoth was drenched in dense runes. The priests of six different old gods were drained of their blood and life force for the sake of the city that had banished them.

They thought they had succeeded until sixty-six years later.

On the fourth occasion, Kane's followers could not bear it anymore, chanting the name of God, slaughtering Bethlehem, dragging the fallen into the temple of the Bloody Hand for execution, defiling the white city with blood, and slaughtering themselves in front of the eternal fire with murder weapons stained with the blood of their loved ones.

Then the murderer and the slain man wake up to laughter.

For the fifth time, the Shadowless King, Virginia, and the Skull-Building City joined forces to attack Bethlehem, storming her impregnable walls and slaughtering her people as their own spoils, torturing their bodies and souls. As they anointed their seals, the laughter of the goddess descended with the daylight of the sixty-sixth year.

The youngest goddess was furious, and dared her brothers to reach out to their own hunt. She told the people of the White City that by the sixth sixty-sixth year, the stars with the face of a child would come from the east and knock on the doors of the Lost City with wanderers who had lost their names. At that time, the Son of God will ascend to her temple with Bethlehem and will be immortal. ”

Lilith looked straight at the Original. "And the arrival of the Insatiable Queen was sixty-six years ago today."

Luo Jia's eyes widened.