The gloomy sky, the setting sun on the sea and the horizon, the endless undersea creatures rushing to the coast are like black clouds, but the endless undersea creatures are all worshiping the naked girl on the lava.
The extraordinarily beautiful Snake Princess was dressed in a costume and crowned. Surrounded by many sea giants, she slowly walked towards the hot lava. When her long fish tail moved, the hot lava also melted.
Made into a cold rock.
In front of that naked body, she didn't dare to look directly at that figure.
In her keen perception, that figure was like a deep and strange black hole, constantly swallowing up all the eyes that tried to pry into it. Its coldness and greed were frightening.
She tried hard to suppress her excitement that made her want to cry, then she slowly leaned over to the figure, closed her eyes, pressed her smooth forehead against the rock, and spread her hands on the ground.
"My Father God, welcome your return."
The Father of Snakes created the Snake People, therefore, all Snake People can be said to be the descendants of the Father of Snakes.
No matter how the appearance changes, the blood instinct has explained everything. It is indeed the father of snakes who has awakened from his ancient slumber. King Unogaya has returned, and the father of snakes has also returned. This seems to indicate that a snake people
The coming of age.
In the extremely ancient past, the snake people once created a powerful and glorious era.
In that era, the floating city of the snake people rose to the sky, so that the sky was no longer exclusive to birds and angels; huge brass giants walked on the land of the Atlanteans, opening up new colonies for the snake people;
Scholars who are obsessed with magic and astrology are chasing the forbidden secret of eternal life; snake people and snake people sing the praises of the snake father and the wise king, and they believe that a beautiful future is ahead.
Now, with the return of the king and the father of the snake, it seems that all this will happen again.
"We are the last bloodline of the snake people."
When Ya'anjiemu was young, her mother once said this.
Since her birth, Ya'anjiemu has shouldered this mission passed down from her ancestors, working hard for the prosperity of the snake people and the entire snake people civilization. When she realized that Roberts had transformed into a snake people, although she was disappointed, she soon
Then there was joy, because she had found a companion and she was no longer alone.
And now, it seems that a beautiful era is about to begin in her witness. How can she not be extremely excited?
But in front of her, the only response was cold silence.
The naked red-haired girl opened her eyes and looked at the sky with erect pupils, seemingly deep in thought, without any intention of looking at Ya'anjiemu.
The Snake Father didn't seem to notice his dependent.
The snake-man princess did not dare to say anything anymore, she just knelt down in front of the snake father. She felt very uneasy in her heart. After a long while.
"Hey...is that so?"
The father of snakes seemed to laugh, and there was disdain and ridicule in the ancient and weird ancient snake language.
Then, a heavy weight fell on Ya'anjiemu's slender back.
"Um……"
She couldn't help but grit her teeth and let out a muffled groan. Her slender, boneless hands gripped the ground tightly, but she didn't dare to resist, because it was the father of snakes who stepped on her.
Ya'anjiemu is not a warrior who is good at fighting. She has rich knowledge and is good at magic, but her physical fitness is very weak. Although the incarnation of the Snake Father seems to be just an ordinary human being, its weight is unexpectedly heavy.
"..."
The back supporting the heavy object seemed to be making some weird noise.
But even so, she still tried hard to maintain her balance, not daring to make the snake father on her back move.
The being stepping on her slender back did not care at all about her difficulty and exertion. To it, it may not even realize that it was stepping on a fragile girl.
Mud, magma, and the Snake Princess's back seem to have no difference in its eyes, just like when humans walk, they don't care whether their feet are stepping on soil or weeds.
Stepping on the slender back, following the huge turtles that spontaneously spread into lines, and amid the worship of endless sea creatures, step by step into the depths of the sea.
When the figure disappeared into the sea water, the sun completely set...
But Ya'anjiemu was lying on the ground, her dress tilted askew, her small silver-white crown also fell to the side, her face looked a little confused and lost.
For some reason, she couldn't feel the love of the Snake Father. It was the Snake Father who obviously created the Snake Man, and the Snake Man is its descendant, but why... all she felt was indifference.
She is born with the ability to discern the thoughts of others, just like a mirror that can reflect the subtle thoughts of others. Even the most indifferent King Unogaya, although he is indifferent and ruthless, does not mean that he has no ideas, but it seems that Uno
King Gaya's thoughts are extremely subtle, and the father of snakes...
From the beginning to the end, the Snake Father never glanced at himself, or even paid attention to any underwater creature.
Yes, she could be sure that even if the endless underwater creatures flocked to this coast and praised it, the Snake Father was not aware of it at all and just completely ignored it.
It just does what it wants to do, that's all.
Her lips moved slightly.
"Why...doesn't God the Father love us?"
Do parents not love their children?
She was extremely confused, as if something she had believed in since childhood had been overturned.
In the sky, many huge shadows and darkness flew past, like spreading black clouds. They made shrill screams, seeming to laugh at the tiny creatures on the ground.
Those weird monsters of the old world...the demons finally came out. They circled in the sky and finally headed towards the ocean, where the masters of the old world and the new world lived.
Under them, the destroyed New York was covered with lava, like purgatory, and the sky was completely plunged into darkness.
…
Remnants of the old world.
The air was filled with the smell of sulfur, and the underground was full of hot magma. The purgatory-like world was empty, and almost all the monsters had escaped. The defeated angel fell to the throne, his body soaked in blood, and all his wings had been
Cut off.
Its body was covered in blood, and it knelt on one knee, barely holding the sword, motionless, as if it were dead.
But no monster really believes that it is dead. Even the powerful demon Baal, who personally cut off one of the wings of the last angel, dare not confirm this. This angel is so powerful that even the demons dare not confirm it.
Whether it is really dead.
In other words, will it really die?
No one is sure that they have escaped from this tens of thousands of years old fragment of the world, but no monster dares to approach the seemingly dead angel to see if it is really dead.
But in the empty lava world, an uninvited guest came.
When he appeared, the fiery world was filled with golden brilliance.
"you failed."
The calm and cold voice spoke like this.
The muscular body is exposed, and an unknown animal skin is wrapped around the waist, which is primitive and simple.
Walking among the remnants of this old world, this oldest human being exudes the glory of his past, as bright as gold and as dazzling as the sun, as if a god has descended from the world, making it impossible to look directly at the too great thing.
Intense brilliance.
He killed the dragon that symbolized the earth, took out the first seeds from the dragon's lungs, and spread green on the earth bit by bit; his parents were the sons of God created by God himself; his wife was the daughter of the devil Satan
; All human beings have his blood flowing through them; gods and demons have opened their doors to him.
Whether to obey God or surrender to the devil, it all depends on him. Except for the deputy king of heaven in front of him, he is the living being closest to the gods and devils.
The angel in front of him moved and was still half-kneeling on the ground, covered in blood, as if he was really dead.
But the oldest humans didn't move, just waited.
After a while, a hoarse voice sounded.
"Yes, I failed."
The eyes slowly opened, and the blood-stained Son of Fire looked at the Son of Earth who was exuding infinite brilliance in front of him. There were two different eyes, one of which was filled with deep exhaustion, but there seemed to be something hidden in the depths.
Tough; the other's eyes are extremely cold.
Fallen angels and ancient humans are also the continuation of myths.
The oldest human looked at the blood-stained angel in front of him and said coldly.
"You're getting weaker."
The angel was unconvinced.
"Yes, I have become weaker."
Looking deeply at the angel in front of him, the oldest human shook his head.
"Scrap."
The waste in his mouth seemed to have some deep meaning, and the angel was silent for a moment.
Then, the angel said calmly.
"Yes, it is normal for a waste product to fail. I, a waste product, have tried my best."
He did not deny the fact that he was a waste. The former deputy king of heaven and the last angel just said this. Even if he was once a deputy king of heaven, he was just a waste when he was abandoned.
Then, his eyes moved slightly and looked at the human being in front of him who exuded infinite brilliance.
"Then, son of Adam, why are you here?"
"I'm here to kill you."
The voice was as calm as ever.
When he heard this sentence, Lucifer... No, or Metatron actually felt a little weird, a human, a human, actually said that he wanted to kill himself? The world has really changed, when will he be insignificant?
of human beings have said this.
Human beings are such a small word. In its heyday, human beings were just babies being cared for in infancy. But now, the most powerful human beings in the world can already fight against themselves.
He opened his mouth and laughed inexplicably.
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"
Along with his deep laughter, his tired eyes became more and more indifferent, his body exuded a chilling air, and the severed wings behind him grew out one by one.
Different from the black wings before, at this moment, the newly grown wings are as white as new.
The originally half-kneeling body slowly stood up, and its body shape became larger and larger, ten meters, one hundred meters, one thousand meters, ten thousand meters... taller than mountains and larger than the ocean.
In the end, the angel's body seemed to fill the entire world of purgatory.
That majestic body connected between heaven and earth, that handsome but indifferent face had a blazing bloody sky above its head, but its feet had already stepped into the depths of the magma sea, and thirty-six pairs of fire-like and light-like flame wings behind it were fully unfolded.
With the waving of its wings, it covers the sky and the earth.
The dazzling light emitted from the halo behind the head illuminated the entire world. In this world full of sulfur smell and magma, no brilliance could compare with him, and nothing could compare with it.
In front of this angel who spans heaven and earth, the oldest human beings are as small as dust. At this moment, the king of angels is indifferently looking at the tiny dust in front of him.
It is not the fallen angel Lucifer, but the deputy king of heaven, the king of angels, the angel of fire, and the son of fire - Metatron.
It is the king of angels born from the glory of God. It possesses the most powerful power among angels. In a sense, it is a god in itself, the only god besides God.
Because it is a part of God.
Looking down at the tiny dust in front of him, the King of Angels had neither joy nor anger in his pupils. He held the flaming sword upside down with both hands, the tip of the sword pointing towards the earth beneath him.
"Boom boom boom..."
Behemoths exceeding billions of tons fell, and the surging lava ocean was mercilessly split and penetrated.
The huge giant thing stands in the ocean of lava like a sky pillar that anchors the sea. It is a mountain and a giant pillar that holds the sky. The violent tsunami of lava stirs up this giant pillar, but it is as powerless as a mayfly shaking a tree.
"Kill me? Let's see if you are qualified."
The low voice turned into thunder, shaking the remains of this old world.
Even if he is on the verge of death, no one can despise the King of Angels. Even if a huge star dies, the splendor it blooms before death will be beyond imagination.
At this moment, it is in its prime, and is undoubtedly the strongest under God.
In front of this behemoth that supports the heaven and earth, the oldest human beings raised their heads and looked at the huge thing in front of them, their calm faces unchanged.