The wind and clouds changed in hell. Nearly half of the masters of the ninth floor of hell gathered in the first floor, and the huge city of skeletons hovered in the sky.

The endless necromancers in the distance kept rushing here, and evil spirits like the ocean came from the depths of hell to meet the undead master standing on the city of skeletons.

For thousands of years, the existences who have been exiled to the depths of hell and have been suppressed in hell have recovered one by one, and have climbed up from the earth.

The dark ghosts hundreds of meters high made a building scream, and groups of banshees howled through the gray clouds of hell, and huge bone dragons hovered in the sky with flying monsters.

The skeleton wizard holding the bone staff carried the thousands of undead to get up from the ashes, and the Death Knights held their heads and summoned their nightmare mounts.

The riots of necrotic creatures can be seen everywhere on the earth, rushing here one by one, and even crossing the Styx River, kneeling in front of the gate of hell, and meeting the master of the undead.

The huge movement could no longer be concealed. The bells in the nine levels of hell rang out from the palace of the god of death and echoed throughout the hell.

Billions of death servants surged out from the city of souls, holding the scythe of death, and giving their all.

The remaining lords of the Ninth Level of Hell who had not yet rebelled also led their subordinates and the Legion of Death to prepare for the battle.

In the Kingdom of Stars, the gods are convening a meeting on the Black Sea plane.

The huge bodies of the seventeen true gods fell on the floating island of the gods, just like seventeen mountains emitting violent light, representing the power of their rules and symbols of the symbols of the foundation stone of the gods, circling around them.

At this moment, Setis, who was sitting upright on the throne and holding the scythe of death, suddenly raised his head and looked at the earth in shock. His eyes penetrated layers of space, endless sky, penetrated the main world, and visited the kingdom of death.

He heard the bell from the kingdom of death. -

In front of the gate of hell ~

"The so-called great god of death, the master of hell, Setis, is just your former servant!" Lynn Ahenaton stood at the gate of hell and danced, everyone was listening to his story, which one was thousands of years ago, the origin story of the Sky Temple.

The legend and story belonging to Anke Psuth, the high priest of the Sky Temple.

"You used to be the master of Setis, and now~hahaha~ now~"

"You are watching the door for Setis~ Be a dog for Setis~"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Anker Psuit~!"

"What a cruel fate! What a strong flip! Everything is like a bad old drama, you are a laughable clown, being fiddled with by others!"

Lynn Ahenaton could no longer bear it, and laughed loudly, mocking the Soul-Devouring Sheep Demon Heim.

It seems that this will make him forget his pain and everything about him.

"Ank~Psuth~" Heim, the hell demon god holding the soul-eating steel fork, dropped his hands at this moment, muttering to himself that he had almost completely forgotten.

Heim stood under the gate of hell, his huge body and the tall gate of hell represent the entrance to hell.

For thousands of years, the gate of hell and the demon soul-devouring sheep Demon Heim who guards the gate of hell have been connected together and are never separated.

Even Heim had forgotten His past, everything about Him, and his glory and identity.

"I am Heim, the demon god who guards the gates of hell!"

"No! I am...I am..."

At this moment, in Heim's scarlet eyes, greed, desire, and killing gradually faded away, becoming clear and clear.

"I'm Anker Psuit!"

"I am the high priest of the Sky Temple! I am the most beloved high priest of God and the spokesperson he chose!"

"I am an apostle of God, the first follower of the crown!"

Anke Psuth looked at his hands and saw only a pair of ugly monsters' claws appearing in his eyes. He touched his face in shock, which was an ugly hideous face with sheep horns.

"No! No! This is not me~" Anker Psuth's hands shook violently.

"This is not me!"

He roared angrily, and a strong flame spewed out of his bloody mouth.

He looked at the left and right in shock and saw the gate of hell that He had guarded for thousands of years.

I saw the huge city of skeletons, saw endless monsters running on the earth, and finally raised my head to look at the eternal dark sun.

He reached out his hand and looked overwhelmed toward the sun representing hell and death: "Is this your choice?"

"No! It's not like this~ Why did I end like this!" He roared angrily, unable to believe what he saw, and did not believe that he was standing in front of the gate of hell like a dog, guarding the door to enter the Kingdom of Death.

Finally, he looked at the endless river Styx, and the depths of hell that went down the river Styx, and saw the palace of the god of death, as if he vaguely saw the huge shadow of the god wearing a black robe holding the scythe of death.

At this moment, he could no longer bear it. Anger, jealousy, hatred surged into his head.

The hatred that has been for thousands of years has now turned into one sentence.

He seemed to have used all his strength to shout out the name, and tremblingly hit the hideous face from the soles of his feet, and flames burned all over his body, and the huge flames ignited the entire gate of hell, dyeing the sky red.

"Seth~Sis!"

The soul-devouring sheep demon Heim rushed down from the gate of hell regardless of everything. The connection between the gate of hell that was originally trapped in it and the Ming Ri had been broken. It easily smashed the power that bound itself and stepped into the vast River Styx.

He waved his steel fork, sprayed the flames, ran desperately, and rushed towards the depths of hell.

He was completely crazy and he didn't care about everything! He wanted to vent all his unwillingness, anger, and resentment for thousands of years.

"Setis!" The voice was mad and trembling. The strong flames evaporated the Styx, and thousands of undead burned the city's black smoke among the flames.

He turned into a huge body of thousands of meters and stepped on the River Styx, breaking into the next level of hell.

Lynn Ahenaton looked at Anker Psuit, looking at him, with a more miserable ending and experience than himself. Lynn Ahenaton, who kept mocking him, suddenly lost all motivation.

Because he felt that it was not just laughing at Anker Psuit, but also at himself.

Because he and Anker Psuit are no different.

"Ten thousand years"

"It's been ten thousand years!"

Lynn Ahenaton looked at himself blankly, took off the decaying crown on his head, and gently brushed it by, and saw the gems above him turn into sand and dust.

Looking back suddenly, I found that everything has been covered by time, all memories have become history, and I have also turned into legends.

Everything here is no longer the world he is familiar with, and only humiliation, pain and regret are left to him.

"I'm leaving this world!"

Even if it was already an era when the Creator was gone, he would not want to stay here again!

Lynn Agenaton lost all his interest and motivation, passed through the gates of hell, and his figure disappeared into this kingdom of death.

In the sky, Flosa, holding the model of the World Tree and the foundation stone of the gods, grabbed the stone slab that emitted golden light, and there were scattered symbols flashing around it, representing the symbol of the clergy of death surrounding the city of skeletons.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Prince~ This is the priesthood!"

"I felt that this is...this is...this is...the true meaning of death ~"

"This is death!"

Billions of symbols circling the city of skeletons like a galaxy. Finally, with Flosa making a rampant laugh, all the symbols gathered into a black flame that soared into the sky, igniting the sky and the clouds.

"I am the master of death!"

Flosa crushed the world tree model stone slab, and it also merged into the flames and the sky. Flosa opened his pale and bloody mouth, and the flames flew backwards, pouring into his mythical body.
Chapter completed!