The Godslayer in the Sky of Fate

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"What a perfect ending." Yo looked at the scene in Winterwood City and said so to the golden shimmering in the arena that dueled with the black saber "The reason the brave will defeat the demon king is because this demon king is not strong enough, and you can't be a brave anymore, accept defeat, most ancient king."

"You bastard." The Most Ancient King wretchedly dodged the black Saber's attack.

"Do you only wail now, Most Ancient King." Demon Yo looked at the Ancient King Most Ancient, who was covered in shattered armor and scars, and mocked. "Now, let me send you back to the Hall of Englishes."

The dark power in his hand turned into a spear in the midst of evil magic.

A giant spiral shaped red lance, this lance with two forks at one end, called the Lance of Longinus, the magic lance that even the true and powerful God on earth, Jesus, the Son of God, would drink in hatred.

The real Gun of Longinus has long since disappeared, and even the gun that killed Jesus is said to be nothing more than a projection.

Rumor has it that the real Gun of Longinus was a magic gun that even the true God would be afraid of. Even God, the embodiment of these administrators of the Three Pure Ones, would fall if stabbed by it.

And most of the so-called Gun of Longinus in the multiverse today was created in imitation of that ancient magic gun.

"It's your honor to die under this gun, isn't it. Most Ancient King." So said Yo.

The red lance, with its pointed fork wrapped around and joined together.

"Accept defeat." So said Yo. The lance was hurled by it.

"No." the golden flash summoned the Shield of Eaas, the red shield had the power to block everything, while countless treasures were summoned by it to block everything.

However, Ranginus' terrifying power was enough to reduce everything to nothing.

The red spear ran through the Shield of Eaas in an instant, and the countless treasures that had been summoned in a flash of red light were reduced to nothing, and the red light had pierced Gilgamesh, the Most Ancient King, in an instant.

"No." The Most Ancient King looked at the red lance in front of him and lamented unnecessarily. "Did my king fail in the end." After being stabbed Gilgamesh was so calm and helpless that he smiled bitterly. "Did my king lose in the end."

"Accept defeat." Yo so said.

He picked up the misbehaving sword on the ground, and powerful magic instantly erupted, black magic eating away at the ancient weapon. "I'll take your treasured weapon."

"How sad." Following Gilgamesh, the Most Ancient King, said so. "I can't believe it failed like this."

"If I had won, I would have liked to have met her."

"Enchidu."

This Most Ancient King turned into a golden light that dissipated everywhere and left the world.

"Master." Sakura asked as she stood next to the black saber and Nero, behind a giant dragon, the red dragon.

"Are all of those people dead too." Yo asked so.

"Yeah." Sakura nodded.

"The Red Dragon Lord Lakeman has met the great Demon Lord," the red dragon said so. He was so respectful, and in hell, strength meant everything.

"The Red Dragon?" Yo looked at him thinking of something. "You will now become an attendant of my apostle."

"Thank you, Your Highness." The Red Dragon said. Although it seemed like it was wrong to begrudge him, but don't forget that Sakura was the first apostle of Baal. There was no limit to what he would achieve in the future.

"You guys wait a moment." Yo closed his eyes and seemed to feel something so said.

The evil spirit sank into the ground with the feeling. This was the Spiritual Vein Willow Cave Temple in Winterwood City.

He came underneath the Willow Cave Temple and saw someone with long white hair and skin, red pupils, and, the same feeling as the Grail.

"Alice Fair or. The Holy Maiden of Winter?" He looked at the woman in front of him and asked so.

"I am Elisfir, and Saint of Winter, just call me Ally." This woman said so. "The Grail War is no more, you have sapped all your power and never will be again."

"Then what do you want with me?"

"I am phasing to make a deal with you as the King of Demons," so said Ellie. "I don't think you'll refuse."

Yo came interested and said, "Tell me about it."

"I will give you the recipe for the Holy Grail." She said so. "And you will help me get Illya out."

Yo looked at the woman and said. "Saving Illyria, is that all you ask?'

"Yes," she said. "In a few moments my consciousness is going to dissipate without the support of the Winterwood City Spiritual Vein. So, I beg you, save Ilya, and then let her grow up happy. In fact, you can be Ilya's father too. "

"I promise." Yo said so. "Being a father is off the table."

"Thank you." Alisfil so said. "I'll leave the method to you now, and" she so said. "I don't mind you being Ilya's father."

"I mind. By the way, if you give me the method now, aren't you afraid I'll leave this world without Ilya.''

"If you do, you won't be the Demon King Baal."

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When Yo's consciousness returned, only a moment of time had passed on the ground.

Yo looked at the people in front of him, then said to Sakura. "Do you still want to see your sister and mother?"

Sakura looked at her master, then nodded. "Go on, we're going back to Hell soon, and we may never come back."

"Yeah," Sakura responded, and the driver, Red Dragon, left Yo.

"Nero, saber," he said. "Now come with me to rescue someone."

"Who?"

"An innocent little girl."

He said looking at the distant sky. "The evils of this world will end at the end of time."

In the distance, the ground in Winterwood City sank, countless dark beings rushed out, and the rivers of Winterwood City had turned into rivers of blood. The final part of the end of days. Judgment.

Ps The next chapter will be all finished.

Said the first chapter.

outer chapter

Red skies, burning scorched earth, countless lives fighting in it, countless powerful people rising and falling here.

This was the hell of the multiverse, the prototype of all hells, where even the weakest demons had the boss level of other projected hells.

The black sun had been shining on Hell for countless years, never setting.

The hell chariots in the sky flew by in the second.