To the twilight of the gods

Arrot Empire.

In the bustling street, a figure walked out from the shadow of the alley. He was wearing a black cloak that fell to his knees, and his appearance was hidden in the shadow.

"Boom—"

The bronze bell located in the clock tower was automatically rang by a mechanical device, and the figure in black robe slowly raised his head, looking directly at the towering black clock tower in the distance under the glare of the sun.

His gray eyes fell into golden light, his pupils shrank slightly, and then he slowly retracted his gaze. Those gray eyes did not have the slightest emotional fluctuation from beginning to end.

This is the capital of the Alot Empire, the city of Crolo, the human world.

Tilo raised his hand slightly. Under his white and slender fingertips, there were blood vessels like human beings. His thoughts diverged for a while. What is he now?

human?

After a while, Tilo gave up thinking. He glanced at the crowd around him, turned and left the place where he came.

The gods don't know yet that he didn't die under the sanctions, but if it takes a long time, he might be noticed, and it will be very troublesome.

Thilo's gray eyes were cold, and he wanted those guys to pay the price.

Cloro City is currently the most developed and magnificent city in the human world. The invention and birth of the steam engine made it a paradise-like existence. Countless people poured into it, wanting to show their grand plans here.

Of course, most people who hold such thoughts have already fallen deeply into this quagmire of dreams.

The current monarch of the Alot Empire is Silvio IV, and the new law was promulgated in the year 179.

Between exploitation and being exploited, the contradiction between nobles and commoners in the empire became increasingly serious. The invention of the steam engine slightly alleviated this phenomenon, but it still did not eradicate the contradiction.

However, none of this has anything to do with Thilo.

He walked past human beings and passed a solemn cathedral. Some believers were wearing white uniforms, and they seemed to have just finished their prayers and left here.

At sunset and dusk, the church was about to close for a while, and the bishop and priest also left the church with books.

Seeing this, Tilo turned around and entered the alley next to him. The cat inside, which was picking up food scraps in the trash can, raised its head and looked at him.

"Meow."

The cat glanced at him with its dark green eyes, then continued to eat the bread scraps with its head down, looking not afraid of people at all.

Tilo passed by it and came to the back door of the church. There were some sundries piled up here, so he easily raised his hand and passed by, turned over and landed at the back door of the church.

There is nothing valuable in the church, and it is also a gathering place of beliefs. Most people dare not offend, so the anti-theft measures are very general.

Tilo landed on a piece of lawn, patted the dust on his hands, and entered the church directly from the back door. The locks here were not fastened, which showed that the defense was lax.

After entering, he first went to the library here, which was Hetilo's intention. He glanced at the books, and then took down a book called "Praying".

Tilo flipped through the pages, talking nonsense about making people believe in the gods. He threw the book aside and went to read other non-belief books. He needed to know more about this world.

During the time in the library, Thilo learned about the human world and found paper and pen at the same time.

He sat at the table, opened the blank notebook with a pen, and the tip of the pen fell on the first frame, which was a dot.

Tilo's eyes fell silent. He wanted to avenge the gods, but now he couldn't do it alone.

Because of this, he needs other powers, and in this world, the only thing that can fight against gods is demons.

Before the time source was triggered, Tilo killed many demons. Now that he has fallen to the bottom, he needs to rely on the power of demons, which seems a bit ironic.

Tilo narrowed his eyes slightly, and slowly wrote the first name.

Lord of blood and carnage.

This was the nickname of a demon who was once killed by Tilo. Tilo didn't know what this guy's name was. To him at that time, it was just an enemy to kill.

But Tilo remembered what this guy looked like. He was tall, with black hair and red eyes. He was regarded by his believers as the ancestor of the blood race and the scarlet master.

"Tsk,"

Thinking of this guy, Tilo felt a little helpless. At that time, it took him thirteen days to kill this guy, and he was also injured before finishing this guy.

It was difficult to cooperate with him, and Tilo didn't know what he would want. Just using a reason to overthrow the gods might not be enough to make him believe in himself and cooperate with him.

But no matter what, he will find a way to make those guys pay the price, absolutely.

In Tilo's gray eyes, there was a hidden haze.

After thinking for a while, he put away his pen and notebook. It was completely dark outside, and he found a lot of things. Now he is going to go directly to the ancestor of the blood race and talk to him.

Before leaving the church, Tilo did not leave for a while, but came to the prayer room first.

He saw the small statue representing faith on the bishop's table. This church believed in one of the gods who once created Tilo, the god of prosperity and abundance.

Tilo picked up the statue, threw it on the ground at random, and then crushed it with one foot, before leaving the church again.

His emotions didn't fluctuate from beginning to end. Born as a puppet, his emotions have always been calm.

There is no curfew in Keluo City, but there are obviously fewer pedestrians at night, and there is a faint smell of smoke in the air, which may be emitted from the steel factory not far away.

Tilo raised his head slightly, and the sky was covered with clouds, which indicated that there would be a heavy rain in a while.

His eyes suddenly filled with anticipation.

He has also seen rain in the human world before, but now he is no longer the puppet who only knows how to kill, maybe he should try to enjoy the human world.

Thilo looked back, and he took out a map from his pocket, which he got from a certain book.

This is a map of Crolo City, and his destination is a casino and tavern.

Following the signs on the map, Tilo detoured for three streets, and finally came to the entrance of the casino. It looked small from the outside, and there were several people guarding him. When he saw Tilo, he thought he was a customer who came to have fun, and thoughtfully pulled him away. Door.

In a place like a casino, it is very normal to cover your face with a mask. After all, no one wants to be stabbed to death just after winning money and going out, so the casino sometimes provides masks to customers thoughtfully.

Tilo entered the casino, and the noisy environment made him frown slightly. It was time to get off work, and the casino was full of people, screaming and betting on the table.

The ancestor of the blood race is different from most demons. He lurks in the human world. Since the earliest human history, he has been active in history.

It is rumored that he has a cold personality, cruel methods, and his strength is not inferior to the gods.

Tilo met him twice, the first time by chance, when he provoked Tilo, who, when he failed to kill him, told him,

"If you want to find me, you can come to Keluo City. I just opened a casino. You are very welcome."

Tilo ignored him, and the second meeting was on the battlefield of gods and demons. He killed the other party, and then he was killed by the gods.

Tilo squinted his eyes slightly, unfolding his divine power, and the invisible gray mist swept across the casino.

Tilo caught the aura that belonged exclusively to blood demons. He followed the aura, turned a few turns, and walked all the way to the secret door of the casino.

Tilo withdrew his divine power. Although he escaped from the sanction, his divine power was not as good as before, and his divine power was also very weak. At present, he was only able to protect himself, and his recovery speed was also very slow.

He raised his hand and pushed open the secret door. Inside was a carpeted staircase going down.

Tilo went all the way down and came to the hidden layer located underground. This place seems to be the depository of funds and materials, guarded by many guards.

And this is not an ordinary guard, it is a blood descendant.

Tilo's arrival was soon discovered, and the blood-blood stopped him, his blood-red eyes were cold,

"This is not the casino area, please get out."

"Go away, I'm looking for your blood ancestor." Tilo didn't want to talk too much about this kind of low-level blood ancestor. The word "blood ancestor" made the blood ancestor slightly stunned, and then a blood descendant bent down and left quickly.

Obviously, ordinary people don't know the word blood ancestor, so the blood ancestor didn't dare to make a decision without authorization, so he hurriedly went to the deep office to find their blood ancestor.

In an office in the depths, a figure in a black dress is slowly pouring himself a cup of black tea.

He has black hair like crow feathers, blood-red eyes, handsome appearance, and his skin is not the dead white of low-level vampires, but the same as human beings. If you don't say it, you can't tell that he is a vampire.

Even a blood ancestor, a demon.

"Lord Limo," the Bloodborn knocked on the door lightly, causing the ancestor of the Blood Race named Limo to frown slightly, and then the Bloodborn outside said anxiously,

"Someone said they were looking for the blood ancestor. He seems to know our existence."

"Really?" Hearing this, Limo poured two cubes of sugar into the coffee, with a smile in his voice.

"Let him come in, whoever is so interested in coming to me."

The Bloodborn left quickly, and then Limo didn't wait too long. The Bloodborn knocked on the door and pushed it open. Tilo was wearing a black robe, and his gray eyes raised slightly, meeting Limo's gaze.

"god?"

Limo was slightly stunned, and the Bloodborn closed the door behind Tilo and left.

"No, you have no breath, are you a puppet?" Limo quickly denied his guess. The gods turned their noses up to the sky one by one. How could they come to the human world to look for him when they are bored.

He crossed his legs, his blood-red eyes were gentle, "Is there anything you can do with me?"

"It's not a puppet, I'll just say it once." Thilo's voice was clearer and colder than Limo imagined, and he raised his hand and pulled down his hood as he spoke.

Under the black robe was a young man who looked young and immature. To Limo's surprise, not only his eyes were gray, but the slender hair that fell by his ears was also gray.

It's like, withered and withered flowers, without the slightest vitality.

"I don't represent any god." Tilo's voice was cold, his face was fair and delicate, after all, the puppet was created by the power of the void, and his birth was a perfect existence.

"That means being abandoned?" Li Mo's voice was full of laughter, his blood-red eyes narrowed slightly, and he gently rested his chin with one hand, "Want to come to my arms and act like a baby?"

He likes beautiful things the most, and the doll doesn't mind at all, and a doll like Tilo in front of him is rare, or in other words, the only one in the world.