The beautiful boy who was reborn in the dark world of women

"Where are you……"

A turbid and hoarse voice echoed faintly in my ears. The voice did not sound like that of a human, but more like that of some kind of beast or reptile, barely imitating the human voice.

At this moment, everyone in the palace felt that some kind of change was taking place.

The battlefield outside suddenly became quiet; the roars, shouts, and constantly surging divinity all fell into a strange silence.

It was as if the lake surface that had been washed away by the storm suddenly calmed down, and only deep darkness was brewing underwater.

The palace was shaking. The flesh and blood limbs that had grown together with the rocks and buildings began to tremble violently. They contracted madly, and every face revealed the panic of impending disaster.

"Kosich, what are you doing?! Kill him!"

The three heads of the Chimera roared together. It began to get a little anxious, as if it wanted to intervene in the battlefield below.

But the next second, the pure white moth wings flashed before its eyes, and a tremendous force exploded, knocking its strange body down from the air, smashing it to the ground like a cannonball, raising heavy smoke and dust.

In the diffuse smoke and dust, the shadow of Chimera suddenly expanded, and three hideous heads poked out from the smoke and dust.

At this moment, the giant beast was extremely ferocious and no longer as gentle as before. The python's head released a petrifying gaze, and the lion's head bit towards Frey in the sky.

The bloody mouth continued to expand, and the upper jaw was about to touch the dome of the palace.

The goat head turned around and urged Kesiche, "If you don't transform into an evil master, it will be too late."

"Both you and the entire snake race will suffer eternal torture in the lava of purgatory—"

The monster, like a pile of mud, stood there, and the broken pupil of Echidna kept flashing scarlet light.

The puppet divinity from the gods is exerting influence, making Kosice abandon thoughts that should not exist.

Under the influence of this power, Kosice, or all the snake people, finally made up their minds.

"…It's too late. It's too late for all of us."

It said softly, letting out a long sigh.

The world in front of Lor suddenly changed. The gray walls of the palace were no longer beside him, and the cold stone floor turned into a bloody field.

The sky was blood red, and the ground became soft and began to undulate. Large patches of flesh-and-blood flowers with snake-man faces bloomed wildly in the fields.

Every face looked towards Lor with hungry eyes.

The stench of decay filled the air, along with countless faint whispers. Indescribable malice and desire filled this bloody world.

Lor felt like he was in the rotten stomach of a giant beast, which was trying every means to digest him completely.

Even the ground... every scarlet blade of grass spontaneously entangled Lor's legs, trying to pull his body into the quagmire of flesh and blood.

A faint glow rippled around the young man's body, and he finally stopped sinking. He pulled his legs out of the sinking ground.

The small cloth shoes had been silently dissolved, leaving only bare feet stepping on the bloody ground, and a creepy crawling feeling continued to come from under the feet.

Inherent barrier? This is really an unexpected trick.

Luo Er raised his head and saw a dark red sun in the sky. No, that was not the sun, it was...

A huge, old face.

It looked down at the tiny boy on the ground, as if it was laughing, but also as if it was dying.

"Ah... survival is the only meaning..."

"No matter what the cost..."

"No matter how humble the attitude..."

"Our tribe must exist..."

"To continue..."

The face of the sky murmured heavily like thunder, and then seemed to tilt, with bright red blood flowing out from the corners of its mouth.

Like a small river, it gradually became thicker and rushed down like a waterfall, hitting the bloody ground and splashing blood with white ghost faces.

Those bloody faces seemed to come alive under the infusion of blood. Blurry ghosts rose from the ground, wading through the sticky plasma, heading towards the only pure white boy in this scarlet world.

It seemed like just a moment, the grass under his feet was covered with sticky blood plasma, and the souls of the snake people swarmed in, as if they wanted to bury Lor alive.

The blood under his feet stretched out transparent hands, like a water ghost that died in vain in the water, grabbing Lor's legs tightly and preventing him from escaping.

The whole world wants to eat him.

Lor did not try to break free, but instead opened his arms as if to embrace the zombie-like soul tide.

Then the golden sun descended upon the scarlet field.

……

Outside the royal capital.

The huge grizzly bear, as huge as a titan, stood in front of the portal with its back to the royal capital, its thick and indestructible fur burning with black flames.

The giant python that grew out of its tail vertebrae disappeared, leaving only a bloody broken end from which a waterfall of blood continued to flow.

If you go around to the front, you will find that Big Bear's chest is empty, with no trace of flesh and internal organs inside, replaced by black mud that is still wriggling.

The portal constructed by countless shadow demons was now open, with black lava flowing out continuously until the lava finally flooded over the grizzly bear's feet. Its huge body finally fell into the flowing magma with a dull sound.

The fur and flesh burned up in an instant, followed by a skeleton that was as strong as alloy. After a while, the black lava flowed away, and there was no trace of Big Bear's existence left.

Under the only tower on the city gate that has not collapsed, there stands a stone statue of the Gorgon. It and its long hair composed of countless poisonous snakes have turned into a lifelike statue.

Even so, it was not dead yet, and the snake pupils on every strand of its hair revealed an expression of extreme fear.

From this scene, it seems possible to infer the course of the battle, as the Gorgon Euryale launched her proud petrification magic.

However, this spell did not petrify the enemy. Instead, for some reason, it had the opposite effect on itself.

The black magma flowed silently, and the sticky and gloomy color concealed the high temperature that swallowed the world. The stone statues were also ignited.

Little by little, it turned into snow-white ash and then was submerged in the magma.

"…I surrender! I surrender!"

The nine-headed bird was still alive, but it was no different from being dead. The shadow claws that stretched out from the black magma tightly grasped its huge body, looking like it was grabbing a little sparrow.

The colorful decorative wings behind him were burned to a skeleton. The nine heads that once could control the nine elements freely now only had one lonely head left, wailing heartbreakingly.

"Please spare me, great master. I know the passage to the Mother's Lair. I can lead the way. Please—"

"..."

The black magma surged, and a huge body slowly rose from it, like a wolf, but there seemed to be countless sharp thorns on its back.

The sticky magma flowed down his body and face, making him look broken and terrifying.

A pair of scarlet vertical pupils slowly opened on that face, and then the multi-headed bird seemed to have its throat strangled, unable to make any sound anymore.

Its sanity is being devoured, and the divinity that protects its body is being defeated by a higher divinity.

melt……

This was the last thought in the multi-headed bird's mind.

Its huge body quickly melted under the shackles of the Shadow Claw, turning into a liquid similar to the black magma, and eventually merged into it, becoming indistinguishable from each other.

"No, I can watch it myself."

The Shadow Claw returned to the magma again, and the Lord of Purgatory's scarlet vertical pupils slowly looked towards the royal capital in front of him.

At this moment, the royal capital has merged with all the snake people and Kosiché, with flesh, blood and rock growing together, becoming an unprecedented huge monster.

Whether it was Lor, Frey or Chimera, they were essentially in the body of this monster, so Lor was pulled into the world of flesh and blood in an instant.

But at this moment, the monster was trembling and shaking. It closed all the passages and built walls with flesh and blood to try to resist the invasion of black lava.

Unfortunately it was all in vain.

Evil Lord...

There was no ripple in his scarlet vertical pupils. He had seen that strange unicorn in the memories of several gods and evildoers.

Such a subtle divinity of beauty that even He was almost deceived.

In that case...

He glanced contemptuously at the deep devil abyss beneath the pillar of flesh and blood, and then the countless pairs of beastly eyes floating in the black fog fell silent together.

No, don't hinder me.

The dark magma spread towards the royal capital, and the faces embedded in the flesh and blood walls suddenly screamed wildly, wailing in pain.

But soon, they could no longer make any sound, and the black flames burned, turning everything into white ashes.