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

The so-called taboo against the light of love means that no matter how much you desire it, you must never approach or fall in love with it.

At this moment, the beautiful young man in pure white opened his arms, as if he wanted to embrace the evil master who gathered all the souls, or like a blooming sun.

Under the bright light, the snake man's soul that made up the face began to break free from Kosich's control, involuntarily rushing towards the sun, and then melting into it.

The old face was shaken by this and began to disintegrate and collapse.

"Stop! Stop everyone!"

Kosice screamed in pain, but the snake people's souls remained unheeded and rushed towards Lor.

"...He is no different from the Mother Goddess. They both just use us as tools or weapons. All they can bring is the same end of destruction!"

If pain and despair are the only emotions of the snake people, then when these emotions are purified, what awaits them is not salvation.

But true extinction.

Although this was a painless and even happy death, the snakes continued to rush forward one after another, even though it was a light that should never be approached.

But the light was so warm that simply bathing in it would bring back memories of the good old days.

Just like a mother's embrace, just a moment of wandering is enough to forget the pain of lifetimes.

But if you just give in like this, then what will my long-term persistence mean?

Kosice was heartbroken, but she did nothing. She just watched indifferently, or numbly.

“A soul that has suffered for too long will be like a moth to a flame if it feels a little warmth.”

Lor said softly, more and more souls gathered around him and were immersed in the light. He was not happy about this, but looked at Kosice with pity.

"You can obviously use the power of the soul divinity to enslave or dominate them. You can still control their souls, so why?"

Why not use the power of the soul to prevent the souls of the snake people from entering the embrace of the divinity of love?

why?

"...Chimera is right. I am too old and too weak."

Kosice didn't look at Lor. His already dilated pupils drooped as he stared at the snake-man souls that were slowly melting in the light.

With a long sigh, the face finally shattered completely.

The ground beneath their feet cracked, and the huge face fell apart like building blocks. Tens of thousands of souls fell into the abyss, piling up and wriggling into swollen monsters.

The evil lord of souls not only needs to have the pinnacle of attainment in the divinity of souls, but also the skeleton of gods to sustain the body, countless loyal servants who are willing to serve him till death, and a vast amount of divinity.

The most important thing is to have the domineering will to rule everything.

When Cosice gave up control of the snake-man's soul, the body of the Underlord, which had already taken shape, inevitably collapsed.

Everything is irreversible.

At this point, Cocice realized that because of his momentary weakness, he had completely lost the opportunity to devour Lor and fight a final battle with Purgatory.

But even if he became a true evil master, what would it mean in front of that brutal god?

"I once wanted to live longer, so I made a lot of efforts and achieved some insignificant results. I thought I had really defeated death..."

Kosciusz's own ghost stood above the swollen monster, its cloudy pupils looking around at the souls that fell into the abyss with it.

People. Kingdom. People.

"Later, I wanted to live with them, even if it was just for one more day or one more second..."

Kosciusz's voice gradually became turbid, hoarse, and intermittent.

It is too old, so old that once it loses its power, it will turn into rotten dust and mud in an instant. No matter how furious the soul is, it will be dragged into death by eternal time.

Countless thoughts surged in its mind like a dense swarm of insects, making uncomfortable sounds in the mind. When the power of the divine corpse faded, suffocating coldness wrapped around every corner of the soul.

"The continuation of our wait..."

Kosice stared at his hands, which began to become illusory. His body began to sink, gradually merging with the squirming soul monster below.

It did nothing, not even save itself.

"Are you giving up just like that?"

The pure white boy slowly fell from the sky and stood in front of the cracked abyss of the flesh and blood earth, looking down at the swollen and wriggling monster below.

Without the harmony and control of the divine soul, the broken eyeball once again flashed a scarlet light.

The divine skeleton began to spontaneously distort the souls of the snake people, causing them to become deformed and mixed together, becoming equally filthy and evil creatures.

Gods are such evil creatures that even if it is just a broken eyeball, the remaining poison will wreak havoc for a long time.

If there is no interference from other forces, perhaps a new evil god will be born with it as the core. Of course, the premise is that it can escape the subsequent destruction.

"This is so exhausting. Responsibilities, wishes, missions, and death are all too heavy..."

Kosice murmured, letting his soul sink deeper and deeper. When you have been striving for a goal for an extremely long time, suddenly one day, you learn the ending.

There is no need to work harder.

The feeling of weightlessness when a taut string suddenly breaks will make the soul feel at a loss.

Although this ending is not satisfactory, it is okay. I have fulfilled my duties as a king...

What a shame.

His promise as a king was shattered at this moment. He was about to die, taking the wishes of his entire tribe with him.

I no longer had the energy to think about anything else. My consciousness gradually faded away. I was finally able to close my eyes and fall asleep peacefully.

There will be no more killing and no need for sorrow.

Surrounded by the gentle souls of my tribesmen, I fell asleep just like that...

"Coscice, you are a terrible king."

The soul submerged in the swollen body frowned, it looked sleepy and a little angry.

But I was really too sleepy, so forget it and let him say a few more words. I was too lazy to pay attention to the little kid who was criticizing me.

Kosice thought about it and fell asleep peacefully. Those deformed souls were greedy for it and were tearing its soul apart under the control of the divine corpse, trying to kill it completely.

"You are obviously very unwilling, but you still pretend to be calm and try your best to hypnotize yourself."

"Admit it, the anger in your heart is still burning and has not been extinguished for even a moment. You hate the god who created all this, but you are powerless to do anything."

"You're running away because you think there's no hope, right?"

Kosice raised his head in a daze. At this moment, most of his soul had been swallowed up, leaving only his head outside.

It was a little angry and wanted to teach this chattering kid a lesson for disturbing its rest.

But when it looked at the hell made of flesh and blood before it, and the souls of its tribesmen twisted by the bones of gods, its heavy memories were awakened once again, and its seemingly calm face slowly twisted.

Kosich thought about it, and endless burning anger emerged from its eyes and burst out from its heart.

The furious divinity ignited countless distorted souls around it. In the hell of flesh and blood, the Snake King opened his eyes.

In the flames that burned souls, Kosice struggled, tearing the souls around her with all her might, and trying to pull her out of the embryonic body of the evil god.

The rage rose, burning one familiar face after another. The Snake King roared and hysterically screamed:

"I will kill you! Echidna! Cut you into pieces! Kill all of you!"

"energetic."

The young man held a golden longbow in his hand, stood on the edge of the cliff, and said softly: "In that case, let me help you."

He pulled the bowstring, his expression as calm as a poet.

The golden arrow shot towards the swollen monster in the abyss. The eyeball hidden in countless souls blinked for the last time, and then made a crisp cracking sound.

The divine corpse was completely shattered and lost its influence. The souls of the snake people stopped distorting and gradually settled down under the power of Cosice.

"...Boy, I've already let you go, why don't you run away?"

Kosice lowered his head and spoke slowly.

The world of flesh and blood has silently begun to melt away, and at the edge, the originally gray palace walls can be seen.

"I want to escape, but Miss Yasha's true form has already come to my door. If I leave like this, I'm afraid I won't end well."

Lor shrugged and said helplessly.

"Ah."

Kosice sneered.

"It seems you haven't won either, so hurry up and get out of here... before I die."

It had already sensed that the capital was being torn apart by an irresistible force, and creeping shadows were pouring in.

In that shadow, there exists a terrifying existence that cannot even be seen.

It is an existence that is absolutely impossible to contend with. The Demon King of the past couldn't do it, the Lord of Evil couldn't do it, and even Echidna himself might not be able to stop it.

If it were in the past, I would have escaped long ago.

Kosice thought with self-mockery, but at this moment, it had already merged with the snake people and this capital, and its bloated and huge body was completely exposed to the other side's sight.

Since I can't leave now, I'll start my last dance towards the inevitable destruction!

Useless limbs were discarded, and the core power began to condense. Cosice regained his spirits and began to control all the power that could be controlled and gathered them into this palace.

As for this noisy, bragging kid, just run away quickly. There shouldn't be such a young soul on the stage of destruction. Let him run for a while...

"No, I haven't given you the salvation I promised you yet."

Lor said gently with a faint smile on his face.

Kosice looked up, a look of great astonishment appeared on his old face, and he asked in disbelief.

"You, you want to help me become the Soul Evil Master?!"

"Not really."

The young man shook his head and said, "That is the god of darkness. He ascended to the throne by killing gods. An evil lord is no match for him."

"God, only God can rival Him."

Lor said firmly.

Kosice was confused. Isn't this nonsense? But where are you going now...

Its pupils suddenly widened, and it saw the handsome boy smiling, raising his finger and pointing at itself.

"I am not talented, probably..."

"Half."