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

"Ah... I finally found you..."

A thick and hoarse voice like that of a wild beast echoed in the palace, as if stirring the hearts of Lor and Frey.

The power of the snake people faded, and the last fortress was lost.

The towering and gloomy dome was torn apart by unimaginable violence, and some giant creature with terrifying scarlet pupils looked into the palace through the torn gap.

The sticky, boiling black magma was like the dirty blood flowing from the pupils, or like a bunch of black hair, falling to the ground and splashing dark waves.

"My lovely little master..."

"I miss you so much……"

The voice seemed somewhat familiar, using human language, suppressing abundant emotions, telling the sorrow of parting and the joy of repetition.

More importantly, he had seen that pupil before... It was the pupil that appeared when Miss Yasha became a divinity.

At this moment, he was looking at me with a kind, warm look without any hostility or murderous intent.

For a moment, there was even a brief surprise in Lor's eyes.

But no, this is not right.

Lor quickly realized something. He raised his head and his expression gradually became solemn.

He looked directly at the terrifying blood-red vertical pupil without fear, and a golden light flashed in his eyes.

The next moment, he was struck by lightning!

The young man's body was shaking violently, with blood even flowing from the corners of his mouth, dripping onto his pure white robe. Then dark red thorns spread over him, sucking the blood.

"Lore!"

Seeing that Lor was injured, Frey gritted her teeth and tried to stand in front of him, but under the gaze of those terrifying pupils, her body was also somewhat out of control.

The countless moths that made up their bodies were trembling, and there were faint signs of spontaneous combustion. There was a sticky, high temperature that could melt everything and was oppressing this small environment.

In this situation, let alone fighting, just escaping from here is a big problem.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Lor coughed a few times, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and when he raised his head again, his eyes had turned cold.

In that fleeting glimpse, he saw—

Behind the disguised familiarity is a chaos filled with endless malice.

"little Master……"

"I miss you so much……"

"Come to me now..."

The voice was still murmuring, very soft and far away at first, but slowly getting closer and closer, surrounding us from all directions.

"No, that's not right. You're not her."

Lor said coldly, although they have a similar appearance, their essence is completely different. This is a real monster without blood and desire, with only an instinctive desire to devour everything.

"You're just a wild animal imitating her behavior."

As soon as the young man finished speaking, it was as if a veil of disguise had been lifted, and in his huge scarlet pupils flowed malice as if the gates of hell had opened.

The deafening, dull laughter echoed, causing the already crumbling palace to once again scatter countless dust.

The black lava that was as thin as a hair suddenly became thick, like a black waterfall. In the waterfall, countless scarlet pupils opened.

There were densely packed shadow demons pouring down like a torrent.

"Frei, turn into my wings!"

Frey immediately disintegrated into a group of moths, gathered behind Lor, and turned into pure white wings.

Under the gaze of those scarlet vertical pupils, the moths would silently combust from time to time, and Frey was unable to fight or escape normally.

Only by placing oneself under the light of Lor can one resist the gaze of the gods.

With the wings transformed by Frey, Lor flapped his wings lightly, and in an instant he left the palace where the throne was placed and entered the long and narrow tunnel.

"I really miss you……"

"Your sweet blood..."

"That tender meat..."

"besides……"

“…Delicious soul!!!”

The shaking roar was overwhelming, and the violent laughter swept across the entire Eternal Battlefield. Almost at the same time, everything around began to burn.

Boulders, walls, pillars, black shadows swept over everything like a strong wind.

Lor stirred the divinity in his body and built up one layer of protection after another around him, trying his best to keep his body stable in this violent vortex.

His figure flew past quickly and he had already seen the exit to the sacrificial site, but the next moment, a heavy roar suddenly sounded above his head.

Lor looked up and saw a scene that he could hardly imagine.

The snake people have died, and the last trace remains in the arrow in Lor's hand, but this does not mean that their power has dissipated.

This city is not only the capital of the kingdom, but also the last fortress for the snake people to survive. It possesses a powerful protective force, reinforced by various witchcraft and sacrifices, many of which are from the hands of the dark lord Cocce.

But at this moment, this level of protective power seems a little ridiculous.

The dome of the Royal Capital Fortress completely collapsed in the face of an invisible shadow wave. All the statues, stone pillars, boulders, and even large sections of walls were thrown into the sky by a terrifying force.

Then, just as it was about to rise completely into the sky, a black flame started burning, and this fire, which was enough to destroy everything, spread rapidly.

Lor came back to his senses from the shock, stopped, and shot a golden arrow into the sky.

The brilliant light briefly tore apart the veil of shadows, illuminating the scene in the sky.

——Laurel Islan! Come...come and become one with me!

It was a huge shadow that seemed to have descended from the sky, hovering above the fortress, blocking out the sky and the sun, swallowing up all the light.

The scarlet vertical pupils were like two blood-red suns, staring at the scene on the ground. The lonely and tiny arrow shot into the shadow between the pupils, stirring up a huge wave.

But then it calmed down.

An arrow seemed to have no effect on Him at all.

Come to think of it, it is a monster that devours everything. No matter how many emotions and desires you have, He can swallow them all in one gulp.

He seemed to be laughing, with hungry saliva flowing, which dripped onto the ground and turned into large patches of turbid shadow demons.

come on!

The world was spinning, and Lor found his body leaving the ground uncontrollably and flying towards the terrifying figure.

No matter how hard the young man tried to stir up the divinity in his body, once the light came out, it was sucked away by the terrifying existence before it could form an effective defense.

It's like a black hole, not even light can escape.

It’s really amazing…

Lor only had time to throw Frey and the bronze mirror far away, so that the terrifying attraction would only affect himself.

The world was spinning and his body was thrown very high up. Before he could come to his senses, the terrifying existence was already within reach.

The boy fell into His hands.