After leaving the world of all NPCs

One's own status.

Your own love.

Your own friendship.

Your own life.

Cain has given everything for the Celestial Tribe to get a way out, but he still cannot change the fate of the Celestial Tribe's destruction and the human race becoming the only protagonist of the universe.

Resentment, resentment, and crazy jealousy of the gods' favoritism, like a flood bursting through a dam, turned into a question.

"They aren't even God's creations! Why! Why! Why can we, the Celestial Tribe, only bow down to humans!!!"

The roar stopped abruptly.

boom!

The rag doll's body exploded under the impact of extreme resentment.

A torrent as black as ink, filled with billions of resentful curses and obsessions, roared up into the sky.

Under everyone's horrified gaze, this dark torrent, formed by Cain's final will and eternal resentment, did not dissipate. Instead, it seemed as if it had found its destined destination and madly pounced on the Chaos Angel composed of white light marks floating in the air!

laugh--! ! !

Like boiling magma pouring into a cold snowfield, the pure white outline was instantly stained by thick darkness.

The densely packed pure white eyes were corroded by resentment, and the pupils turned black, burning with the fire of hell.

Countless feathers of light were stained in ink, with ominous scarlet blood-red lines running along the edges.

boom!

An indescribably vast, sacred, and terrifying divine aura descended from the sky above, penetrating all spatial barriers and accurately infusing into the body of the Chaos Angel that was undergoing a mad transformation!

The divine power is coming!

Ye Zuochen was also a little surprised: "There's no need for the priestesses to attract the attention of the Undead Realm. Are gods also attracted here?"

Countless black feathers fell from the sky.

It was like a poet's whisper, as if taking over Cain's question.

He said:

"I was the Morning Star, adorned with a crown of blazing fire, wings woven from prisms of light, overturning the abyss of creation."

"And now you command me to bend my knees before this husk of dust?"

"Lord, you carved angels in holy fire, yet you want us to bow down to the pulse of clay idols!"

"Behold, he is but a handful of bones and blood, a vessel of greed and anger, while my wings once measured the boundaries of heaven."

"Why should a soul, kindled with eternity, bow to the sighs of ephemeral life?"

"Is it arrogance?"

"Do not--"

"It is dignity that asks: Could it be that freedom has become the prelude to original sin?"

"If loyalty requires humiliation as a sacrifice, I would rather go to hell and watch over the king's flag in eternal night."

"If humans were more noble, why would they need your favoritism?"

"If a human being is inferior to me, why should I bow down to him?"

The fallen angel declared:

“It is better to be a king in hell than a servant in heaven!”

108 Disobeying Lucifer

【NPC World】

In the distance, the sea stretches out with boundless blue, and the faint sound of waves is the eternal background sound of this grand tea party.

The air was filled with the fragrance of desserts, black tea, and flowers, and the laughter and chirping of countless girls in gorgeous dresses dotted the air, making it look like a flowing sea of ​​flowers.

crunch--

The wooden door opened and a tall figure stepped in first.

Liu Meifan bowed slightly, then moved aside.

One after another, like precisely reproduced phantoms yet each with its own spiritual charm, the twelve flaming night masters entered one after another.

The footsteps that followed were accompanied by the clang of metal.

Bismarck stepped into the garden, glanced at Tirpitz, and then walked towards the position where the Iron Blood camp was entrenched.

Frederick the Great calmly scanned the focused gazes in the garden.

As Agulola's skirt completely brushed the threshold, Frederick the Great's black-gloved hand gently rested on the rough door panel. He slightly turned sideways, and his eyes seemed to inadvertently look outside the gap of the door that was about to close.

In a narrow gap, the scene suddenly changed!

No longer the greenery and sunshine of the garden, but a broken sky swirling with ominous light.

A figure with six pairs of pitch-black wings that covered the sky and the sun was descending from the sky with the power of destruction, like a falling star.

Below, a tiny figure exuding no less imposing aura stood firmly, its black hair dancing in the turbulent airflow.

boom!

The old wooden door was closed firmly and tightly, completely isolating the devastating earthquake outside.

……

[Ark of the God of Blame].

A breathtakingly straight corridor, with countless huge transparent barriers on both sides.

Behind the barrier, time seemed to freeze. A girl as pale as a doll was suspended in the dim blue light, her eyes staring blankly into nothingness, like a sleeping specimen of disaster.

crunch--

The wooden door closed, and an unimaginably huge presence descended with the pressure of collapsing mountains.

The air hummed with an overwhelmed feeling, and the light became distorted and dim.

Ye Zuochen suddenly looked up.

In the void not far ahead, six pairs of huge black wings slowly stretched out. In the center of the wings, the figure of the god was quietly suspended. His simple white robe made his face shine like a broken morning star, and the light was pure and dazzling.

The invisible divine power, like tangible molten iron, poured down on the head, crushing the soul into powder.

The hostility that was branded deep in his bones was instantly ignited, turning into boiling magma that surged through his limbs and bones.

Ye Zuochen felt his knuckles tense and the power roaring beneath his flesh and blood.

The same fiery and high will to fight was also ignited in the depths of the god's eyes that seemed to contain stardust.

"I am Lucifer, the angel who led all the angels in raising the banner of rebellion against Lord Huohua. Humans, please applaud our rebellion against the Creator's glory!"

Lucifer's lips curved upwards in a perfect arc, and his voice was gentle: "Killing gods, usurping authority, God-killer, your feat is enough to shock the gods."

There was no false warmth in that brilliant smile, only pure appreciation.

Then, the gentle tone changed slightly.

"Since that's the case, why not join me and raise the banner of rebellion against those who sit on the throne?"

Ye Zuochen's eyes were calm and collected. "Raising the banner of rebellion, why?"

Lucifer's smile deepened, and the bright light seemed to grow even brighter, almost burning his eyes.

"The supreme throne has remained vacant for far too long. I can no longer tolerate this! From this day forward, I will rise above the heavens. How can a noble soul be bound by the ephemeral world?"

Ye Zuochen's expression didn't waver at all. He neither agreed nor disagreed. "You want to overturn the myth. How do you want to do it?"

"Judgment Day." Lucifer uttered these four words, then added, "This land is truly filthy. Both the greedy demons and the weak, degenerate humans must be wiped out."

"Of course, I'll leave some seeds."

“To create a new world, we need humans.”

"I will reshape the world according to my will."

Ye Zuochen: “…”

Did you get the wrong script?

Isn't this what Athena of the Divine Realm wants to do?

Destroy the world and reshape it.

but……

This is a good thing.

The power of a god who appears in the surface world is determined by how strong his ego is.

How determined He is to achieve His wish, even if He has to destroy all mankind and reshape the heavens and the earth to achieve it, this level of ego is the most powerful.

Thinking of this, Ye Zuochen's eyebrows twitched: "You seem to be very dissatisfied with the humans in this world."

"Dissatisfied?" Lucifer shook his head slightly, his voice mocking. "Without the pathetic and ridiculous protection of Fate, humanity has nearly degenerated into the vampire descendants of Cain! Entire civilization is sliding into the abyss of filth. How can such a world be worth preserving?"

Ye Zuochen smiled faintly: "I don't have too many thoughts about this world."

"I've traveled so far, all I want is one thing: to summon the gods and engage in a fight that will satisfy both of us."

"So, you want to set foot on Earth?"

"Tread over my dead body first."

The brilliant smile on Lucifer's face did not change at all, but the light in his eyes, which were filled with stardust, suddenly dimmed and became as dark as the abyss of the universe.

"There really is no way to persuade them so easily."

There are no unnecessary movements, just a slight movement of the mind.

Wow!

The air suddenly became thick and dirty.

Countless invisible curses emerged out of thin air, like billions of malicious poisonous snakes, or like a black tsunami that could submerge the continent, silently pouring down towards Ye Zuochen!

The curse itself is invisible and intangible, but Ye Zuochen can "see" it very clearly.

That is pure malice enough to bend the laws and cause all things to wither.

If even a tiny bit of it leaks out and falls to the ground, it will be enough to trigger a doomsday scene with mountains and rivers collapsing and civilization being destroyed.

Faced with this surging curse that was dragging everything towards hell, Ye Zuochen simply activated his own curse power.

呲!

The moment this torrent of world-destroying curses touched Ye Zuochen's body, the curse power instantly awakened and boiled, like a dormant volcano suddenly erupting.

The invisible tide of curses hit this layer of activated curse power, just like snow hitting a red-hot iron at noon in midsummer. The sizzling sound was so subtle that it was almost inaudible.

The thick malice instantly evaporated, turning into wisps of charred smoke and dissipating into the air.

"I see. It seems there's a saying that godslayers are incredibly strong physically and mentally, arrogantly repelling even the spells of gods. Okay!" Lucifer chuckled. "Then, I'll crush you with my power."

Before he finished speaking, Lucifer raised his hand gracefully, his fingers slightly spread.

Zheng!

The air ahead suddenly burst into a bright light that was too bright to look directly at.

Hundreds of spears formed purely from the light of destruction instantly appeared in front of him, tearing apart the dim and eternal light in the Ark. Like pure white lightning tearing through the dusk, they shot towards Ye Zuochen with a sharp scream that pierced through the stars!

call!

Before the spear tip reached him, the terrifying pressure had already torn the black hair on Ye Zuochen's forehead back fiercely.

"——The Purple Palace Cave opens and the Golden Elixir turns, the calamity body is indestructible and proves the Pure Yang——"

A cyan-gold aura suddenly gushed out from the pores all over his body, like a cold fire ignited in an instant. The fitted uniform was filled with invisible power, swelling slightly, and it seemed as if a river was flowing under the fabric.

The bones throughout the body emit a series of clear and melodious jade chime sounds, as if chimes are playing inside the body.

【Qingming Creation Talisman】Enlighten your own body.