Huh? Are they all real?.

A knight on a white horse came from the east. Someone bestowed upon the knight on the horse his authority, commanding him to stop the flood and bring new life. He was also given a golden lance, symbolizing the storm and the sea, and was regarded as the one who would end the flood.

The endless seawater immediately ran aground before the white horse knight, and the flood would subside as soon as the white horse knight pointed his spear at it.

Belonging to the Second Era, the devastating flood caused by the eldest son's resentment and remains was quelled by Moen himself.

"Impossible!!!! That wasn't the end of Augustus's reign, so, so, you are the heart of the lion?!"

The devil knew that Augustus had quelled the floods, so he deliberately summoned a flood from the ocean. But this was easily thwarted by the devil.

Coupled with the long spear that pointed at him with such obvious significance, the devil immediately realized his identity.

After a brief moment of stunned silence, the devil spoke with increasing frenzy:

"It's not over yet. This is the end. I'm saying this is the end for you! Beyond this is our era, our world. You can't be there. So, prepare to die!"

The final calamity of the West, the corpse dragon representing terrifying sins, flew towards the saint, spreading curses and destruction across the entire land.

Looking at the corpse dragon with countless familiar features and directions.

After letting out a soft sigh, the sage raised his hand towards the last vestiges of the western horizon and said:

"I have given you what I have seen, therefore, stop everything!"

A knight on a gray horse came from the west. Some people shared their visions with the knight on horseback, hoping that he would stop everything and bring hope. The underworld followed him, symbolizing the end of everything, and he was regarded as the one who ended everything.

The corpse dragon, possessing boundless rage and power, landed quietly before the gray horse rider's hooves and returned to the underworld.

Belonging to the First Era, the cataclysmic disaster caused by the great sins committed by the dragons was the one that Morne buried.

Thus, the four great calamities from four eras all became history.

The devil, on the other hand, was thrown into complete panic.

The mortal before Him revealed to Him far too many things and far too many identities.

Something's off about this guy!

For the first time, He felt that even with the entire Abyss and His Mother's blessing, He could not defeat the mortal before Him.

But now, the power of the abyss has been completely defeated by the opponent. Although He can still summon calamity, seeing the opponent's performance is unsettling.

He felt he had lost faith and courage.

He feared that the calamity He had summoned again would be easily ended by the other party, and that He would once again see the new noble identity hidden by this guy.

He watched as the saint walked back towards him.

He felt as if he had returned to those days.

It was like returning to that time when I could only watch helplessly as the other person walked towards me, and then feel powerless as they sealed me off into an abyss.

"No, no, this will not end! I am the Abyss, I am the Firstborn, darkness that created the nineteen Rings of Cholera! Answer my call and kill this blasphemous mortal!"

He, who could easily summon the four great calamities, was surprised to find that he could not summon the Dark Lord who had forged nineteen evil rings.

The saint raised his head and laughed:

Why are you calling me?

"What?! Impossible, how could this be?"

He wanted to loudly deny it, but the nineteen rings did indeed fly out from the memories of the abyss and then circle around the saint.

The first time, the devil retreated, retreated in terror.

"I am a witness to history, I witness all evil and all holiness. Come forth, mad moon, and drain the blood of those before you!"

The blood queen emerged from the abyss, wailing, with a blood moon faintly visible behind her.

But when the fallen queen saw the man surrounded by nineteen rings, she screamed in terror.

The beautiful head rolled to the ground on the spot, revealing the slash marks left by the sword-shaped spear.

The headless queen could only crawl on the ground, groping for her head that had rolled to the ground and was still screaming.

After giving her a pitying look, the saint still kicked her head to her.

The queen, having turned her head back, dared not delay any longer and jumped back into the abyss behind her.

The blood moon, which was almost fully formed, also completely dissipated.

"This?! How can you still be his?! You blasphemer!"

The devil was so terrified by the scene before him that he retreated again and again.

At this moment, He had completely touched the inner wall of the arena.

He had no way out.

Moreover, this was an arena that He Himself created.

His power remained immense, but he dared not continue.

I really don't dare to do it again.

Because each time it reinforces the other party.

Therefore, they watched as the saint drew ever closer.

The devil could only resort to his last and greatest reliance:

"You still can't kill me, and you can't kill me. I have my mother's promise and blessing!"

But the saint kept coming.

This left Him only able to roar madly:

"I have worn all the crowns, mortal!"

Seven crowns appeared on the devil's head.

That is a symbol of His power.

It is a promise and authority given by the Creator to compensate the firstborn son who was made into the cornerstone of the world.

From the moment He was born, He became the ruler of all things in the mortal world, and nothing in the mortal world may harm Him, or He will be returned to Him.

Before His screams, which were less a declaration and more a plea for mercy.

The saint finally stopped as He wished.

This greatly pleased the devil:

"Yes, yes, that's it. You are my brother's family member, and you are also my mother's servant. I am the ruler promised by my mother. You cannot kill me, you cannot disobey me!"

"Now, you kneel. Now, I command you to leave! Get out of my sight!"

The saint removed his hood and spoke to the demon before him:

"Then I will strip you of your crown, brother."

The devil's pupils instantly contracted to a single point.

Putting on and taking off, mortals and brothers.

The eldest son raised his hand to the eldest son and said:

"When you are born, everything in the world will be your kingdom, and nothing in the world will harm you."

“But I say, though you were born, the mortal world is still not your kingdom, and everything in the mortal world can harm you!”

The first crown on the devil's head shattered instantly.

"You will be high in the heavens and rule over all that is seen."

“But I say, you will return to the earth and repent for all that you have done.”

The second layer of the crown then shattered.

The devil was so terrified that he could not utter a sound.

"If anyone goes against all of this, its power will be your power, and its malice will be your malice."

“But I say, anyone can defy all of this, because your power comes from evil and depravity, not from your achievements and perseverance.”

The third layer of the crown was also completely shattered.

The devil was so frightened that he curled up into a ball.

"All the harm you suffer will be done to it, and all you will get is its head."

“But I say, everything you have suffered will only be your own doing, and the only thing you will receive is your salvation.”

The fourth layer of the crown also shattered.

The devil could only tremble, close his eyes, and await death.

But after a while, the devil did not experience the expected excruciating pain.

He tentatively opened his eyes and saw the saint standing there.

Why haven't they killed me yet?!

After a brief moment of confusion, the devil suddenly realized what was happening and looked up.

Where is it? The seven-layered crown still has three layers left!

"Hahaha, you lost, you lost! You still can't kill me, my mother still loves me. In any case, I have balanced the three complete eras of this world!"

"You've missed your chance! Hahaha, do you see that? On my head, I still have the crown my mother gave me!"

The devil laughed as he got up.

Although I still don't dare to do anything to the brother in front of me.

But He still kept flying and spinning around the other, and then laughed wildly.

He still has his mother's last love.

No one can judge Him before the last three crowns are shattered!

"Just you wait, I'll start dismantling this arena right away, and I'll go out and kill those mortals. Brother, so what if you're strong? You can't do anything to me, hahahahahaha!"

But it was at this final moment that He heard a sigh from the saint.

At first, He thought this was a saint lamenting his own powerlessness.

But immediately, He felt a great unease.

He suddenly looked at the saint and said:

"What are you going to do?"

The saint looked up at him and said:

“You have indeed balanced the three complete eras of this world no matter what, so I hesitated just now as well.”

"What do you mean? I still have three crowns; you can't do anything to me! You can't ignore my achievements and my mother's will!"

The sage then said to him:

"You knew everything, yet you chose to ignore it."

This statement, which left the devil somewhat bewildered, was the true exit.

The last three layers of crown on His head shattered with a deafening roar.

Huge cracks appeared beneath His feet, beginning to peel away and pulverize His flesh and power.

"Why? Why? Ah—! Ah—! What did I know? What did I ignore? You can't do this, Mother, you can't either!"

The demon howled in agony.

He still couldn't understand what He had done wrong that caused Him to suddenly lose His last three crowns.

But the only saint who could answer Him stood before the crack, indifferent to His death.

Tell me, tell me!

Unfortunately, the saint still did not answer.

Even the devil can only fall into the deep darkness as it is torn apart by the dark rift.

Before He was completely swallowed by darkness, His departure allowed a ray of sunlight to shine down from the sky at dawn.

The light shone directly on the saint.

This reminded Him of what He had seen before.