"How much did Mukizai say to you about me?" Lolo, oh no, Isis asked in a hoarse voice, Sether felt goosebumps from head to toe, it was obvious that this young and beautiful skin was not Isis's original appearance, a person's appearance could be changed in various ways, but TA's voice could not be modified in any way, the voice of an evil person could not reveal goodness, and the voice of a holy person would never be lewd.

Right now, Isis's voice sounded like an old tree being sawn off, a boulder being shattered, and Sether had never heard a person's voice sound like death, like a void, compared to Mukizai, who could only distinguish the vicissitudes of life but could not hear the voice of the elderly, compared to her, she could be regarded as a baby.

Her voice was as terrible as death, but her appearance was as bright and lovely as that of a cardamom girl, and with her mutated limbs that had grown black hair and scales, and the dried blood and tears on her tender face, Sether felt a heartfelt fear, not of fear, ugliness, or despair, but of an infinite sorrow for life.

What the hell is she now? not like a man, not like an angel, not like a fallen angel, not a woman, not even a man. When the initial taboo between various spirits or creatures is broken, such a terrible union is born. Sether had never had any idea of Satan, and in his mind, he was just a demon in myths and legends, and he always felt far away from him. Besides, in the past, Seser never felt that Satan was so hateful, even if he really committed unpardonable sins, it had nothing to do with himself.

Why do people have to live under certain rules or shackles? Can't they do whatever they want? In the same way, angels have the right to say no, and that's what Satan thinks, so he rebelled against the Creator who created him with a third of the heavenly angels, and Sether once admired his rebellion and bravery.

But now, when the living fallen angel appeared before him, the evil was engraved in his mind in the form of flesh and blood, and more importantly, the fear of being rejected, cursed, judged in no man's land had come to Sether, and he would rather die than relive the moment when he was beaten into a dark corner.

This horror of having nowhere to run and nowhere to hide will completely collapse one's sanity, and this is the living, real nature of hell.

For the first time, Sesher came into close contact with the evil brought about by Satan's Fall, and these evil angels or spirits, like roaring lions, roamed the land in search of people to devour. Because they are completely hopeless, and the Creator does not save the angels, because their lust and sin have reached the point where they can no longer be tolerated, and the end of them is eternal devouring and undying fire, so they go mad and mad, desperately looking for the weakest human beings on this earth, with the aim of killing, stealing, destroying, humiliating, defiling this being, which was made to be smaller and weaker than themselves, and then pulling every human being to hell with them.

Unfortunately, most of humanity is ignorant of these reasons.

Because Satan is the king of this world, and he has rightfully obtained the right to rule the whole earth from the hands of fallen man, and he and his lackeys have blinded the eyes of the world, and have blocked the ears of the world, and have poisoned every human being with the lust of the eyes, the pride of this life, and the indulgence of the flesh, that life will be so painful, and life will be so empty, and evil will abound, that mankind will turn a blind eye to these abominations, and regard the evil as good, the good as rotten, and the filthy as lovely.

Satan has tempted weak humanity to pass on sin to man, and man to the earth, so that the world has long been defiled, it is dying of old age, terminally ill, and the land is full of the blood of the innocent who have been killed and the cries of revenge.

Since the only end of life after birth is death, what is the meaning of this life? When a newborn baby is born, it means that he must die, so is this life not false?

Behold, the birth of a child from the mother's womb means that death comes from the mother's womb again and again, and where is the birth of life, this is obviously birth and death—it is only a matter of time.

Look at these wicked angels, who have renounced their holy spirituality, their eternal belonging, and have made themselves into an abomination of men and women, and have given birth to demonic freak giants, no matter how powerful and vicious they are, the end for them is eternal hell, which is the bitter fruit of their suffering.

For the wages of sin is death, which permeates life, leaving all living people and things prostrate under the shadow of the power of death, from which no one escapes or forgives, whether you are a powerful king or a beggar.

Sether had never been so emotional, and he had an irrepressible feeling of resentment towards Isis, not for himself, but for every human being who had to die. This surprised even him, he felt that he had always been cold and withdrawn, but he did not expect that there would be such a moment of righteous anger now.

But then his anger turned to pity, not of a woman's weakness, but of righteous mercy. This mercy is sober and just. He knew that Isis was hopeless, and he knew that she deserved it now, and his pity was that she finally had remorse after five thousand years, but it was too late.

Because once that mercy, or room for manoeuvre, has passed, if you don't grasp it, then in the end all that awaits you is the inevitable end.

Sether felt like a fish's thorn in his throat, and he was so emotional that it was difficult for him to speak in a calm voice. He had been brewing for a while, and it just so happened that Isis had not spoken, and his burnt pupils were dripping powdery blood clots and scabs from time to time under his uncovered eyelids, and sprinkled on his face.

For a moment, Sesher felt that it would be more humane to gouge out her eyes.

"Five thousand years, the Sacred Cow Clan, the longest-lived old woman ......" Finally, he calmed down and spoke with great difficulty, but after Sether said the old woman, he felt regretful, although he was often mean and rude to women, but these three words came out of his mouth for the first time.

"Woman, that's what he told you?" To his surprise, Isis turned his attention to the last two words of the title, looking incredulous, and then let out a hollow dry laugh, and Sether shuddered involuntarily, "I didn't expect him to call me a woman...... Ironic, ironic. It's a brilliant joke. ”