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

On the battlefield filled with smoke, the once invincible army of giants disappeared, leaving behind only a large area of ​​scorched marks on the ground and bursts of foul smell of coke in the air.

The Valkyrie was half-kneeling, and countless black corrosion marks appeared on her previously sturdy body like white marble, and sticky blood was dripping bit by bit.

The incomplete halo above his head was dim, and the raging flames on his dazzling red hair seemed to be about to go out.

Anyone can see that this Valkyrie is at the end of her rope, but in fact, she is in pretty good condition at the moment.

The terrifying existence that had already merged with the black earth had no time to pay attention to him for the time being. He was chewing with big mouthfuls, and the sound of bones being bitten off could be heard from his mouth.

After a while, an unchewed skull was spit out, fell on the dark ground, and rolled to the feet of the Valkyrie.

The Valkyrie stared silently at the bald, broken skull. The former ferocity and majesty were no longer visible in the empty bones.

Like a weird statue.

Is this the death of a god?

Just, just... like a clown!

The Valkyrie laughed loudly, and the blazing fireworks seemed to be ignited again. It would be better to burn herself to ashes than to die like this.

Fight until the end!

The black monster slowly sighed after a meal, and looked as comfortable as if he had just eaten a roasted chicken. There was a rare hint of laziness and satisfaction in his scarlet pupils.

Not enough, there is another one...

The Lord of Purgatory looked at the Valkyrie who was preparing for her final fight, his eyes full of bloodthirstiness and cruelty.

The Valkyrie felt a chill in her heart and slowly lowered her head. She saw a dark shadow spear suddenly shot out from the broken skull and pierced her body.

He had not noticed anything before, nor did he suspect that there was anything wrong with this skull...

Countless shadow thorns burst out from the spear, instantly transforming the Valkyrie into a sea urchin flowing with dirty blood.

He is still alive, but He is irretrievably defeated.

This is really... outrageous.

He is so powerful, yet so cunning.

【Hehe】

The Lord of Purgatory let out a dull laugh, and there seemed to be something different in His gaze, more lively and full of emotion.

But suddenly, his gaze was drawn to something and he looked at the young man who was being held in Echid's hand.

He is going to die...

The Lord of Purgatory thought indifferently that a small dessert that had strayed into the war of gods was obviously not enough to make him give up the delicacy in front of him.

After I eat the Valkyrie who is overconfident, I will eat the master of the Monster Abyss...

"I'm about to die, Sister Yasha..."

A gentle whisper sounded in his ears, like a final farewell. The boy did not resist anymore and closed his eyes, as if he was falling asleep in Echid's arms.

Once you lose your face, you lose your self.

This is a complete death.

In a place like the abyss, it might be considered a merciful death.

The Lord of Purgatory thought about it and didn't react.

But within that huge body, a rage that was enough to turn the world upside down was surging.

"Sister Yasha..."

The scarlet pupils suddenly widened, the god's eyes widened, and he roared furiously, and the black lava that made up his body suddenly boiled.

The continuous black mountains came alive, and a giant shadowy hand big enough to cover the sky and the sun rose from it, grabbing the blood-red thread hanging above its head.

Echidna was pulled by this sudden force. He turned his head in astonishment and saw a pair of scarlet vertical pupils burning with anger.

"What are you going to do to him?"

"what?!"

The Lord of Purgatory pulled hard, and the Mother Basilisk flew towards the other side involuntarily.

Lor's body was immediately thrown out, and Frey and the unicorn arrived at the same time. Frey caught the boy, and the unicorn entangled the blood-red thorns around its body and turned them into a blood-red sword.

"call out--"

The Bloodthorn Sword cut the thread connecting him to Echid, and Lor finally recovered with difficulty.

He looked towards the battlefield in the distance.

Echidna's figure expanded rapidly in the air, as if he wanted to rely on the power of his true divine body to fight against the opponent.

Unfortunately, even Lor now knows that this Mother of Basilisks is not a deity that is good at frontal combat...

Even if he was forced to reveal his true form and fight, the combat power he could unleash would be quite limited.

This is true.

Echidna didn't even have time to cut off the silk thread that was being eroded by the opponent, before a black sun hit his already broken face head-on.

The head of the basilisk mother sank directly, and under the horrible impact force it was smashed heavily into the ground, leaving a huge deep pit.

The thick smoke had not yet dissipated, and the Lord of Purgatory pulled the silk thread again. This time, the Mother Basilisk managed to stabilize her body and was not pulled away by the other party.

But before the counterattack began, countless curled shadow tentacles had already shot into the deep pit like a downpour.

With the blessing of the divinity of darkness, each tentacle will continuously burst out thick, acidic shadows after hitting.

Like countless vicious abyss bombs, they continuously exploded in the deep pit.

A shrill wail was heard from the deep pit, and the figure of the mother basilisk emerged from it. The scales on her body were covered with charred corrosion marks, and her already broken face was missing a corner, and black dirty blood was flowing like a fountain.

He climbed out of the deep pit half angry and half fearful, and wanted to fly into the sky. The next moment, the extremely slender snow-white snake tail was lightly pinched by a huge black lava hand.

The huge body of the mother basilisk was lifted upside down into the air by the giant hand of lava, and was swaying in front of the peaks at one end of the black mountains.

But that was not a real mountain, but an unimaginably huge head. The Mother of Basilisks looked like a little snake in front of it.

The Lord of Purgatory slowly opened his mouth, and countless shadow tentacles entangled out from it, wrapping around the slender and huge body of the Basilisk Mother. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not escape.

After trying to struggle in vain, Echidna fell silent, with a vague and ominous blood light emanating from his body.

He quietly stared at the blood-red vortex that spread out countless shadow tentacles, with no ripples in his heart.

It was just...being eaten once again.

He had gone through similar experiences countless times over the long years—countless offspring would eat him up, and eventually they would kill each other, and he would be resurrected again from the body of the victor.

This is the horror of the Puppet's divinity; no one can escape the script he weaves.

Only this time, the opponent was not the offspring He conceived, but a complete god, and the ruler of purgatory whose mission was to devour the world.

This also means that it would be difficult for Him to be resurrected from the other person's body.

Perhaps he will be crushed again and again inside this monster's body, until even his divine body will be completely destroyed and his soul will be reduced to ashes.

That must be an incomparable pain, but...

He will still exist.

As long as this pain still exists, He can always rely on the divinity of the puppet to be resurrected again, or even turn this powerful monster into His own puppet.

Of course, this process will be extremely long and painful, and pain is just... pain.

Just as the god with a human body and a snake tail was about to be swallowed by the Lord of Purgatory, a golden arrow suddenly shot over.

He was the first to sink into the bloody vortex, stirring up a blurry golden light.

"Ok?"

【Um? 】

The two gods shifted their gaze together, staring at the tiny figure that was approaching this place without knowing whether it was alive or dead.

"Sister Yasha, you can't eat anymore..."