MTL - Low Dimensional Game-v3 Chapter 27 : Hell's Change

The **** is changing, and in the first layer, nearly half of the nine-story masters of Hell are gathered, and the huge city of the bones hovering in the sky.

The endless dead creatures in the distance rushed here, and the evil spirits like the ocean came from the depths of **** to see the undead masters standing on the city of the bones.

For thousands of years, he has been exiled to the depths of hell, and the existence of being suppressed in hell, one after another, has recovered from the earth.

The dark spectre of hundreds of meters gives rise to the established roar, and the hordes of banshees scream through the gray clouds of hell, and the giant bone dragons carry flying monsters hovering across the sky.

The sorcerer with the bones carries the thousands of undead and climbs from the ashes. The death knights hold their heads and summon their own nightmare mounts.

The riots of the dead creatures can be seen everywhere on the earth. They rushed here one by one, and even rushed through the Styx. They bowed to the gates of Hell and saw the rulers of the undead.

The huge movements can no longer be concealed, and the bells in the nine layers of **** sounded from the palace of death and echoed throughout the hell.

Hundreds of millions of death servants emerged from the city of souls, carrying the shackles of death and doing their best.

The remaining nine-tiered Hells, who have not yet rebelled, also led their subordinates and death corps, preparing for the battle.

Among the stars, the gods are holding a meeting on the Black Sea plane.

The seventeen gods of the great gods are on the floating islands of the gods, like the seventeen mountains that radiate violent light, representing the symbols of their rule and the symbol of the foundation of the shrine, rotating around them.

At the moment, sitting on the top of the throne, Settiss, holding the top of the **** of death, suddenly raised his head and looked down at the earth with horror. His eyes penetrated the layers of space, the endless sky, penetrated the main world, and visited. To the country that belongs to death.

He heard the bell from the kingdom of death.

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Before the gate of hell~

"The so-called great death, the ruler of Hell, Settiss, is just a servant you used to be!" Lynn Ahnaton stood at the door of **** and danced. Everyone listened to his story, which one he belongs to. A thousand years ago, the story of the origin of the Temple of the Sky.

It belongs to the legend and story of the high priest Anke Psut of the Temple of the Sky.

"You used to be the owner of Setissis, and now ~ hahaha~ now~"

"You are looking at the door to Settiss~ Give Sertis a shit~"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Anker Pusut ~!"

"What a cruel fate! How strong is flipping! Everything is like a bad old drama, you are a laughing clown, being manipulated!"

Lynn Ahnaton couldn't stand it anymore, and made a big laugh and laughed at the soul-sucking sheep.

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

"An~ke~Pusut~" Hell, the **** demon holding the soul-splitting steel fork, hung down his hands at this moment, muttering to himself the name that was almost completely forgotten by him.

Heim stands under the gates of Hell, and the huge body is combined with the high Hell threshold, which represents the entrance to Hell.

For thousands of years, the gates of **** and the monsters who guard the gates of Hell are connected together, and they are inseparable.

Even Heim has forgotten his past, forgot all of Him, and forgot his glory and identity.

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

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

At the moment, in the scarlet eyes of Heim, greed, desire, and killing gradually faded away, becoming clear and sober.

"I am Anker Pusut!"

"I am the high priest of the Temple of the Sky! I am God's favorite high priest, the spokesperson he chose!"

"I am the apostle of God, my first follower!"

Anker Pusut looked at his hands and saw only the claws of an ugly monster appearing in his own eyes. He touched his face with shock, and it was an ugly face with a horn.

"No! No! This is not me~" Anker Psout’s hands are shaking hard.

"this is not me!"

He screamed in anger, and the **** mouth spurted out a strong flame.

He looked at the left and right, and saw the gates of Hell that he guarded for thousands of years.

I saw the huge city of the bones, saw the endless monsters running on the earth, and finally looked up and looked at the eternal sun.

He reached out and overwhelmed the sun that represented **** and death: "Is this your choice?"

"No! Not like this~ Why am I going to be this ending!" He screamed angrily, not convinced that he saw everything, did not believe that he was like a dog, standing in front of the gate of this hell, guarding to enter The threshold of the country of death.

In the end, he looked at the endless stream of the Styx, and the depths of **** along the way down the Styx. He saw the palace of the **** of death, as if he had seen the huge **** in the black robe holding the death. Shadow.

At this moment, he can no longer bear it, and anger, envy, and hatred are on his head.

The hatred of 10,000 years has been turned into a sentence at this moment.

He seemed to have used all the power to scream the name. The tremble hit the sly face from the sole of the foot, and the flames burned. The huge flame ignited the door of **** and reddened the sky.

"Sec~ 蒂~西~斯!"

The Soul Eater, Devil Heim, rushed from the gates of Hell, and the connection between Hell's Gate and the Sun, which had been trapped in it, has been split. It easily smashes the power of restraining itself and enters. In the vast river of the river.

He waved a steel fork, sprayed with flames, running desperately, rushing toward the depths of hell.

He is completely gone, he can't care for everything! He wants to vent his unwillingness, anger, and anger over the years.

"Settiss!" The voice was mad and trembling, and the strong flames evaporate the river, and thousands of undead burned the city's black smoke in the flames.

He turned into a huge body of several kilometers and stepped on the Styx, and slammed into the next layer of hell.

Lynn Ahnaton looked at Anker Pusut and looked at him. He laughed at his Lynn Ahnaton with a smile and suddenly compared to his own miserable endings and experiences. Lost all the power.

Because he feels that this is not just laughing at Anker Pusut, but also laughing at himself.

Because he and Anke Pusu, there is no difference.

"10,000 years~~"

"One thousand years!"

Lynn Ahnaton looked at himself blankly, took off the decaying crown on his head, and gently smashed it, and saw the gem above turned into sand and dust. ~www.novelbuddy.com~ I looked back and found everything It has been covered by time, all memories have become history, and they have become legends.

Everything here is no longer the world he is familiar with, only shame, pain and remorse left to him.

"I want to leave this world!"

Even if it is already in the era when the Creator is gone, he is not willing to stay here again!

Lynn Ahnaden lost all interest and motivation, crossed the gates of hell, and disappeared into the country of death.

In the sky, Flossa, holding the world tree model and the cornerstone of the gods, grabbed the slate with golden light, surrounded by flashing symbols, symbolizing the symbol of death priests surrounding the city of the bones.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"God duty ~ this is the priesthood!"

"I feel it, this is... this is... we are always looking for ~ the true meaning of death~"

"This is death!"

The hundreds of millions of symbols rotate around the city of the bones like the Milky Way. Finally, with Floza making a loud laughter, all the symbols converge into a sky-like black flame that ignites the sky and the clouds.

"I am - the master of death!"

Floza crushed the world tree model slab, which was also integrated into the flames and the sky. Flossa opened a **** mouth, and the flames madly poured into his mythical body.

The whole city of the bones is merged with him, an unprecedented death creature, a mythical life that is huge to the extreme, appears in hell.

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