After bursts of terrifying ether fluctuations, the battle in the Apex Palace was coming to an end. In the burning hall, there were no traces of living people, only twisted and broken corpses on the ground, and the fire was mercilessly burning.
The luxury of the Gunshan family turned this palace with a long history into a dilapidated ruin.
It seems that overnight, the legendary Gunshan family perished. All the accumulation and culture were wiped out into nothingness in the boundless light of the etheric realm, leaving nothing behind.
As the real initiators of the disaster, Leviathan and Mammon showed no emotion at all about the collapse of the Gunshan Family. They were chess players who transcended the chessboard. Even the Gunshan Family was just a bigger one.
Just chess pieces.
Even the material world that the devils are fighting against now is just one of many that have been devoured in the long history of the etheric world.
A bigger world, a bigger cruelty.
In contrast, the Gunshan Family seems so small, even its destruction is not worth mentioning, just like a drop of water melting into the sea.
Nothing is permanent, no matter how mortals try to save it, time, history, destiny... they will still move forward unswervingly, like a wheel that rolls over all living beings, rumbling forward without any mercy or kindness.
Even the devil is no exception.
"here you are?"
Mammon repeated Leviathan's words, raised the corners of her mouth strangely, and let out a rustling laugh, like a snake's scales scraping across the grass.
He did not continue to respond to Leviathan, but slowly knelt down and reluctantly picked up the tall and dry body with both hands, holding its neck with one hand and lifting its knees with the other.
Mammon's eyes were full of kindness and compassion, as well as a trace of greed and disgust hidden deep in her eyes.
For this corpse, every devil has extremely complex and difficult-to-express emotions.
Visitors from outside.
He is the god who came thousands of years ago, and he is also the original devil, the leader of all evils. It was his arrival that prompted the birth of the devils, and also caused the etheric world to discover the material world, move closer to it, and devour it.
.
He is the opportunity for the origin of all extraordinary things and the messenger of disaster that brings the material world to its end.
"It's been such a long time, father."
Mammon's eyes swept over this great corpse. The general shape and appearance of the alien visitor were similar to those of humans, like a giant that was one size larger.
The extraterrestrial visitor is not the blood father of the devils, but he is the source of power. It is his appearance that gives the devils power beyond reality, but it is also his power that allows the devils to be bound by original sin, seemingly
It is omnipotent, but it is just a bigger slave.
Mammon gently stroked the face of the visitor. He still remembered the appearance of the visitor when he was alive. He was a giant in the true sense. His swollen and strong muscles were covered with dense tracks of light, as if he could escape from this tedious task.
In the trajectory, find out the origin of all alchemical matrices in the world.
Leviathan said coldly, "He is not our father, he is a monster, the embodiment of all evil."
"Where can we go?" Mammon lowered her head and asked, "We are laughing at each other, but secretly, all of us want to devour all our blood relatives and become the next leader of all evils."
Mammon looked at the body of the alien visitor. With the extinction of life and years of freezing, the giant's figure had long been unrecognizable from what Mammon remembered.
The tall body shrank several times, and the swollen muscles shriveled up. The hard blue skin clung to the bones, as rugged as a leather-covered skeleton. It curled up with its hands tightly guarding its chest, as if soaked in water.
The baby in the amniotic fluid, if the devils had not witnessed his greatness, no one would believe that this is actually what a visitor from outside the world looks like after death.
It's unremarkable, as if it were a prop in a low-budget thriller movie.
Leviathan asked, "So what if you become the leader of all evil? Do you think you can gain liberation by doing this? Redeem your soul."
"Maybe... maybe after becoming the leader of all evils and leading the etheric realm to devour the material realm, we will really gain complete freedom?"
Mammon raised her head and said enthusiastically, "He is the only sinner, and we are just the continuation of his power."
"Then what?"
"Then, of course, it's time to explore a wider world."
"To plunder more souls?" Leviathan is no stranger to this topic, "Just like I did, New World Plan?"
Leviathan prepared a plan to explore other worlds, leading the etheric world to another material world and opening up a new hunting ground.
This plan was successful. Among the countless souls scattered in the void, one soul obtained the coordinates of another world. Then, this soul was stuffed into the body of the soulless man. Now his name is Bologo
·Lazarus.
"Plundering more souls? How could it be possible?" Mammon shook her head and laughed at herself, "We have been harvesting souls in the material world for many years? Aren't you tired of it?"
Leviathan was slightly surprised. Every devil is obsessed with the soul. Over the years, Leviathan... no, Hill has also been using their pursuit of souls to set traps one after another, pushing their destiny to the end.
the intersection point.
"You said you were tired of it?"
Leviathan sneered, "You are greedy Mammon, you are actually tired of it? This lie is not clever."
"No, I'm never satisfied. It's just that one day, I suddenly thought that not only was my power bound by original sin, but also my will." Mammon asked with a distressed look, "Leviathan, my dear blood relative"
, think about it carefully, there are still many worlds worth exploring, such as..."
Mammon said, lowering his head and carefully looking at the face of the visitor from outside the world.
He did not continue speaking, but a vague answer had already emerged in Leviathan's mind. A cold chill passed through Leviathan's nerves, and the body hidden under the space suit trembled inexplicably twice, followed immediately by
A strong shock and uncontrollable enthusiasm.
He is not the only smart person in the world.
"Actually, when I found him again, he was not completely dead yet," Mammen said quietly. "To be precise, his body and mind were already dead at that time, but a strong obsession was engraved into his soul.
Deep down, even though he is dead, his body that has not yet stiffened is still calling stubbornly."
"He was calling a name, a name called Aurora."
Mammon raised his head again and stared at the golden mask. He was sure that under this obstacle, there was a pair of identical eyes looking at him closely.
"Is this a name?" Leviathan tried to say in a calm tone, "His lover, or his enemy?"
"Well... you had the same idea as I did at that time," Mammon said, nodding and joking, "We are indeed blood relatives."
"You know the answer?"
"It's not really an answer, it's just a guess that needs to be verified," Mammon continued. "That happened many years ago. At that time, the Fall of the Holy City had just ended, and the Wandering Fork Road had just been built."
When he mentioned the wandering fork in the road, Mammon's voice paused. He missed that dark place covered with dense fog, where he had spent many years managing the power, a sore entrenched in the core of Oath City Opos.
In Mammon's plan, Hesitant Chalu could explode into key power one day in the future, but all of this was swept into the trash heap with the return of Overlord Xilin.
"I met a man who had traveled a lot. He came from a long way away. He was covered in injuries and seriously ill." Mammon suddenly told the story. "He fell to the ground and was dying. It looked like he would not be alive for a long time."
, just like many people who are dying, I can feel an extremely strong desire in him."
"I listened to his words, and I thought he would ask for the continuation of life, but he kept muttering a name."
Mammon's eyes were a little wandering, as if he saw the man again from his memories.
"Raymond Guyton...he kept chanting the name Raymond Guyton, repeating it over and over again until the end of his life."
"Lemongaten, King Solomon's sacred city," Leviathan wondered, "What does he have to do with this."
"Don't worry, my blood relatives, my story is not finished yet."
Mammon smiled, "Maybe it was on a whim, I looked into his past."
"The man was originally a scholar in Raymond Gayton. He lived in Raymond Gayton for many years. Later, he was sent to distant places to carry out some scientific research projects. When his scientific research was completed and he was about to return to Raymond Gayton, it was...
The War of Scorched Earth Wrath was filled with flames of war everywhere, and he was trapped in that remote area. When the war came to an end, the Fall of the Holy City broke out again.
It took him a long time, many years, to return to his former hometown from the remote area, but when he stood on this familiar land, Raymond Gayton had long disappeared, and there was only a road across the land.
Scars, and a rising new city.”
Mammon asked, "Can you understand his mood at that time?"
"Obviously he had only been away for a few years, but when he returned here, everything he was familiar with had disappeared, as if they had never existed.
At the end of his life, what he longs for is not the continuation of life, but to return to his hometown... What a pity, he is already standing on the soil of his hometown."
The story ended, and Mammon looked down at the alien visitor again. It was unclear whether the alien visitor, like the devils, had the ability to change shapes at will, or whether he was originally like this. His face was also similar to that of humans, without any characteristics.
As mediocre as anyone on the street.
The eyes are closed tightly, creating a sense of sadness that is difficult to resolve.
"After that man died, I thought about it for a long time. I suddenly realized that at the end of his life, what he called might not be his enemy or his lover, but his hometown... the one he was exiled from.
world."
Mammon stood up holding the body of the alien visitor, like a rising mountain, and his voice became cold and stern.
"The world where aliens were born, who drove the etheric realm, and mastered miraculous power beyond all of our imaginations - Aurora."
Saying these words seemed to have exhausted all Mammon's strength, and his voice became softer again, whispering.
"Leviathan, aren't you curious about what kind of world that would be? And what kind of power it contains... Maybe the legendary truth that can answer everything in the world is there?"
Leviathan remained silent, and the Bureau of Order had relevant information, but unlike Mammon, who knew the true name of that world, scholars called the world of aliens the end world.
"Aurora..."
Leviathan whispered the name and suddenly sighed, "I always thought that the devils were a group of short-sighted, crazy guys who were hysterical for their souls. Obviously, you are different from them."
"soul?"
Mammon sneered and asked, "Leviathan, haven't you ever thought about why we ask for these endless souls? Why is this twisted desire engraved into our will like instinct?
Binding us like a blood contract?"
"I have thought about it."
Leviathan gave up his offensive stance and discussed with Mammon seriously, "We are farmers, but above us, there is a bigger farmer. The soul is useless to us, but it may be useful to the world of Aurora.
The existence of it is an extremely precious resource."
"Then looking back on all this, don't you think it's suspicious?" Mammon continued, "A sinner was exiled into our world, bringing disasters and miracles, transforming the creatures in the material world, round by round.
The round of harvest... is like paying off one's sins and making meritorious deeds."
Mammon whispered, "I am just a bigger debtor. When the day of reckoning comes, where should we go? Should we follow the etheric realm to swallow up the next material realm? Or should we be regarded as a bigger debtor?"
A fat sheep, slaughter it?"
Weird laughter echoed in the burning apex palace, like the final carnival before the end.
Mammon laughed and said, "Don't be nervous, my blood relatives, everything is just a guess. After all, it is the first time for you and me to be devils and to welcome the end of the world for the first time."
The disturbing laughter echoed endlessly, and Leviathan took a deep breath. After experiencing so much, he thought his heart was firm enough, but he was still losing his mind in the various words of Mammon that were almost prophetic.
Leviathan emphasized, "The alien from outer space is dead."
"Really?"
Mammon narrowed her eyes and said with a smile, "Let me tell you another secret, Leviathan."
He stroked the chest of the alien visitor. At its heart, there was a fatal penetrating wound, which hollowed out the entire piece of flesh and blood.
"When you gained the authority and original sin of wrath and arrogance, I found that its wounds actually healed a lot. So it is reasonable to guess whether its wounds will be completely healed when we decide the only winner. Then
……survived?"
Mammon's smile became more exaggerated, revealing two fangs, like a snake.
"Yes, that's it. There is no love or hate for no reason, nor kindness and mercy for no reason. Whatever the aliens give to us, they will definitely take away something.
Is there a possibility that the souls we collected are actually the nourishment for the resurrection of the visitors from outside the world? When the final winner appears, the scattered authority and the original sin are unified, and the accumulated souls are also unified, then he will be resurrected and return, and
Take everything away from the winner?
After all, everything we have originally belonged to him."
The faster Mammon spoke, the faster her voice became, and the more hysterical her voice became.
"This plan is so perfect, Leviathan, all of us are just his slaves, on a bigger chessboard!"
Leviathan remained calm and asked rationally, "Then what? Knowing so much, what do you want to do?"
"Me? Of course I want to be the only winner, the leader of all evils," Mammon thought this was a stupid question, "Isn't this obvious?"
"The next thing... I want to go to Aurora to see it and witness with my own eyes what kind of world it is."
Mammon lowered her head as she spoke, reaching out to touch the face of the visitor from outside the world, "As for now, I will not become anyone's slave, nor will I be anyone's pawn."
"If your guess is correct, we can work together to find a way to prevent the resurrection of extraterrestrial visitors."
Leviathan sent out the invitation. It has to be said that the various possibilities of visitors from outside the world have somewhat disrupted Leviathan's plan, but overall there has not been much change, and everything is still under his control.
"Stop it? How to stop it?" Mammon laughed, "Leviathan, you are too scheming. Your endless calculations will only make things more complicated."
Mammon's face gradually became distorted, he opened his mouth wide, and a terrifying sound came from his throat.
"Aren't the visitors from outside the world right here?"
As she spoke, Mammon bit down on the throat of the corpse, piercing the stiff skin with her teeth and tearing apart the atrophied muscles bit by bit, like biting off a piece of hardened meat.
Tear, chew, swallow.
Mammon bit off the alien visitor's neck forcefully, then hugged its head, peeling off the skin with its sharp nails, just like prying open a nut shell, and forced the skull open along the bone seams.
"What a pity. I thought he was really the same as human beings. It seems that his essence is no different from us."
Mammon looked at the skull that she had opened with disappointment. It was empty inside, with only some inactivated tar. The corpse seemed to be nothing more than a skin and a body.
"Here, here it is for you."
Mammon threw the tattered body over. Not long ago it was extremely important, but now it was like a piece of garbage, abandoned casually.
"You don't care about this corpse at all," Leviathan said after realizing, "You have obtained everything you want from this corpse."
"Then why..."
Leviathan thought about it. He didn't panic or get angry. Instead, he rarely took off his helmet in front of Mammon. In the rolling darkness, there was a smile.
"Is this your purpose?"
"Well, this corpse is of little value to me, but it is different to you. Besides, even if you get it, you won't have time to research anything."
Mammon regained her rational posture, wiped the corners of her mouth, and said nonchalantly, "It's just a bait to coordinate with Beelzebub's scene. You also know that the blood relative is also a violent guy. He has always been
Urging me to show some value to prove the meaning of my existence."
He then looked at Leviathan and said jokingly, "What? Are you angry?"
"No," Leviathan shook his head and said sincerely, "On the contrary, I am very happy."
"Why? Because you got so much important information from me for free?"
"More than that, I'm happy to have an opponent worthy of taking seriously," Leviathan admitted. "Otherwise, winning like this would be too unfulfilling."
Tar overflowed from the spacesuit little by little and accumulated at Leviathan's feet, forming a black ocean.
