Illimitable Until Death

Meanwhile, deep in the temple on Mount Emerald, covered by ice and snow, in a room full of machines and instruments, a group of famous Red Demons gathered here.

Headed by Black Kati, Hudnan and Bellupeolo.

Among the three pillar senators, the young girl, known as the Great Sorceress, was kneeling before the Psalm of Destiny, praying with her eyes closed, and General Hu Dunan, carrying a steel gun, guarded beside her, even Belupeolu's body wrapped around the special treasure chain of the Alliance master, holding his arms, stood there quietly.

In addition to the Three Pillars, there were three demon kings present.

“EXCITING_TIMES --!!! ”

Dantalio with Domino, commonly known as the Professor, waved his arms like a funny clown.

“Almost there… finally… I'm waiting for the day when the" Costume Ball "wish will come true… finally…”

Figueru was also thrilled by excessive nervousness and joy.

“So this is the whole poem of destiny? ”

Shabrack was there, holding his arms, leaning against the corner columns, staring at the constant rotation like a large furnace, stirring all sorts of free-flowing poems of destiny.

In the presence of these six Red World Demon Kings, you can almost call them the "costume balls" with the most contact with the core secrets, or the most executed people.

And in the comfortable furnace that people are watching, the whereabouts of the Zero Fan are long gone.

Because the pitch-black flame has completely covered it.

The black flames roam through the whole poem of destiny, releasing an invisible pressure.

It is precisely because of the growing pressure that people gather here.

To greet the imminent great being.

Until at some point, Black Katie opened her eyes suddenly.

“Coming...”

This kind of sound just came through...

“Buzz ————! ”

The vibration is coming out of the poem of destiny.

Intangible forces rippled through space, causing intense pressure to suddenly scratch into space as if it had been detonated.

“ ———— ”

All the demon kings in the place were shocked, and then, even the reaction was too late, they fell directly on their knees.

It was instinctively reactive.

“Oh, oh! ”

“Professor! ”

Dantalio and Domino became more excited about it, and one panicked.

“Hmm... did you just pressure me to get down on my knees?!? ”

Sabrac was even more shocked by the unsuccessful half-day repression of the invisible fluctuations of power when he tried to get up after reacting.

“Ahhhh...”

Fikru went down on his knees exaggerated and shed a moving tear.

As for the three pillars, he held the position of kneeling on one knee and lowered his head in a straight forward direction.

Then, in the Psalm of Destiny, the black flame stopped expanding.

They were like having life, flowing up little by little, pouring out poems of destiny, gathering in front of the demonic kings.

In the black flames that gather, a figure gradually emerges.

“Boom...”

The black flames seemed to converge, burst into their bodies and disappeared.

“Buzz...”

Intangible pressures that echo in the air also gradually disappear, eventually returning to calm.

It wasn't until then that people saw the body of the shadow in front of them.

It was the back of a teenager.

Dark skin.

Short hair in pure white.

Arms covered with a grain of brown oak.

There is a breath of holiness and evil all over you.

Looking at the teenager, Belleupeolu first raised his head.

With the exception of the eye in the blindfold, fanatical and exciting feelings appeared in both eyes.

“Congratulations to the Alliance Lord! ”

Beginning with Belupeolu's repressive euphoria, among those present, all but Shabrak and Dantalio, who are not affiliated with the "Cosmetics Ball", the other demon kings have offered their submissive gifts with great respect.

“Congratulations to the Alliance Lord! ”

The neat screams began to create a solemn atmosphere throughout the space.

And the teenager looked up slowly, like he had just been woken up.

Next, lift the tattooed arms and show them in front of you, as if to confirm that your body feels like a little bit of a grip.

In the process, whether it be Pillar Three, Fikru, Shabrak or even the usual chattering Dantalio, they all shut their mouths and did not say a word.

“Huh...”

After a while, the teenager's voice sounded loud.

“Finally successfully reconstructed this body...”

It is completely inconsistent with the appearance of the juvenile, as if it were coming from the abyss.

With such a voice, the teenager finally turned around.

If Fang was here, he would have recognized the owner of that face.

Because, that face, it's not like I haven't seen it before.

His name is Shiro Amakusa.

“Wonderful...”

Teenagers who used to be Shiro Skygrass made joyful noises.

It was not a voice as full of faith and perseverance as it had been in the past, but a voice full of ambition, hegemony and an invisible desire.

Even those eyes that experienced hell and had a strong will were replaced by an impulse that seemed like a burning flame.

In that way, it was no longer an unwavering gesture of sainthood through all suffering, but a master who was willing to wave the slaughter knife in order to open the way ahead.

Looking at such allies, Bellupeolo's heart can't help but rejoice.

Even Black Katie and Hudnan's eyes were filled with waves, and despite the stirring fickle, grinning Dantalio and silently watching Shabrak, with Bellupeo Orlu, they cringed out.

“I hereby swear that I will once again entrust my loyalty and my presence to your destiny! ”

“The Great Allied Lord -" The Serpent of the Sacrifice "- Shiro Amakusa! ”

Rumor has it, the teenager known as Shiro Amakusa laughed.

“Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha -! ”

As dominated by the ambition in his chest, the deafening laughter swept straight into the sky, echoing over the entire Mount Emei.

And here, from the lobby of the temple to the vast snow outside, numerous Red Apostles of all shapes have made their voices heard.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. ”

The roaring cheers of the sky, along with the laughter from the sky, shook the whole world, the whole heavens and the earth.

Thus, the Creator is resurrected.

Its voice, a second later, reached the ears of countless Red Apostles.

“Come on! O compatriots who are with Yu Zhi! ”

“This is our time to fight! ”

“Raise your weapons for the forthcoming paradise! ”

Cheering, sounding all over again, for a long time.