The world seemed silent for a second.

They are devils, the supreme devils. In their eyes, power and wealth are as insignificant as the dust at their feet, and they are easily accessible. Men feel that Sai Zong should act for something greater.

For example...become the king of devils and the leader of all evils.

"That's it?" The man didn't understand, "Is there anything worth pursuing for this kind of thing?"

Sai Zong has no interest in men at all. "A slave like you will naturally not understand my pursuit. Even if I explain it to you, it will be in vain."

"Slave?" Sai Zong laughed angrily at the man, "You said I am a slave..."

Sai Zong suddenly interrupted the man, "Do you think you really have free will?"

"You, Samuel, Belphegor, Mammon, all of you, all the devils, do you really naively think that you have free will?"

Sai Zong frowned and said with fierce eyes, "No, you are slaves, slaves bound by original sin."

"Everything you say and do is affected by your own original sin, which makes you paranoid and has traces to follow. In this case, aren't you still considered slaves?"

The man fell silent. He wanted to refute, but was speechless.

Sai Zong took the initiative and continued to criticize the man, "Look, this is it. Original sin gives you supreme power, but also gives you a fatal weakness."

"You clearly know that the Land of Eternal Night will be attacked by the Bureau of Order, but because of your own arrogance, you are unwilling to cooperate with other devils and only allow part of their power to intervene in the war."

Sai Zong originally thought that there would be a difficult war waiting for him, and that he might be attacked by several demons at the same time, but in fact, the only enemy here was the man himself.

Mammon and Beelzebub did not come here in person, but only provided a large amount of support to the disobedient royal court. Sai Zongchai should have suggested that they send the main force to come in person, but most of them were rejected by the arrogant men.

Original sin gives strength, but also fatal weakness.

Every devil knows this, but they have no way to overcome it. Their free will is affected at will, just like a strong man unable to lift himself, trapped in a swamp.

Sai Zong said firmly, "You are strong because of original sin, but you will also be defeated because of original sin."

The man looked squarely at Sai Zong, no longer seeing him as a powerful person in power, but as his own blood relative and being of the same rank.

"What about you? Sai Zong, aren't you a slave?"

He questions their souls, if they still have souls.

"I?"

Sai Zong's enthusiastic mood was suddenly interrupted for a moment, like a fierce firework extinguished by cold water.

He lowered his head slightly, as if recalling the past, and whispered, "Of course, I am also a slave."

"But I'm different from you."

Sai Zong raised his head, and the extinguished fireworks were lit again, "I am not a slave of original sin."

Sin of Rage: Samuel was tired of meaningless killings. In order to seek peace, he chose to separate his self-awareness from power and authority. Therefore, when Samuel's consciousness fell into sleep, he also carried the influence of original sin.

They fell into a deep sleep together.

As Samuel's debtor, chosen one, and the only eternal champion, Sai Zong carries the authority of Samuel's power and collects most of the Sin weapons with Samuel's power, further integrating this supreme power.

strength.

From this moment on, the pair of masters and servants, Samuel and Sethon, have successfully divided the power of the devil. Sethon will have the power of rage and will not be disturbed by the paranoia of original sin.

Sai Zong has no weaknesses, at least his weaknesses will not be as obvious as the original sin, which can be seen through at a glance.

As if being infected by Sai Zong's words, the man remembered the past, remembering the transaction with the aliens when he was still a human.

"We are all slaves, no matter how high or low we are, there will always be something binding us."

The man stepped forward and entered Sai Zong's restricted area. Brutal power was instantly injected into his body, but it was like sinking into an abyss without causing any ripples.

"Since you are not a slave of original sin, then who is your real master?"

Sai Zong laughed dismissively at the man's question.

"That's a really stupid question."

As soon as he finished speaking, the dark figure of the man turned into a deep door, and the foul-smelling tar overflowed from the dark door, pouring like a waterfall, boiling with evil and twisted power.

Sometimes they are tumbling, sometimes twisting, like playing a cold evil song. It is a kind of heart-stopping distortion, an unspeakable evil, and daunting.

A strong sense of nausea emerged from Sere's heart. The tar seemed to be the physical embodiment of all the evil in the world. Just looking at it made his senses severely distorted.

When they were about to reach Sere, the tar was blocked by Sai Zong's restricted area and flowed past his side, making a hissing corrosive sound.

"What are you waiting for? Sai Zong, let us solve the problem completely."

The man's body was lifted high by the accumulated tar, and the original human posture completely disappeared, leaving only the pair of bright pupils still embedded in the distorted mud.

"Hell, is this going to be a war with the devil? Is it really possible?"

Sere resisted the discomfort of vomiting and came behind Sai Zong. In Sere's knowledge, there has never been an example of fighting with the devil. To be precise, in the eyes of many debtors, there is no such thing as fighting with the devil.

this option.

These transcendent beings, regardless of original sin, maintain an absolutely supreme attitude and never directly interfere with the world.

Oh, this is not the earthly world, but the ethereal world.

No matter how ignorant and slow Sere is, he realizes that in this etheric realm, the devils no longer have to endure the restrictions, and their power will be released to the fullest extent.

Sure enough, as long as you live long enough, you can encounter anything serious.

Sere could only look at Sai Zong expectantly. In this situation, even the powerful Glory Ones were only a number of losses. The only one who could turn the tide of the battle was Sai Zong, who existed on an equal footing with men.

Suddenly, sticky sounds continued to sound, as if some sticky substance was flowing and stirring, and then Sere saw it.

Those corpses that fell into the etheric realm due to the collapse of reality were covered in pitch-black tar. These evil and viscous liquids seemed to have vitality, and were slowly getting through their wounds, mouths, noses, ears and eyes.

The corpses that were supposed to be dead shook violently, like a drowning person struggling, until they stood up again, and the fragmented bodies were forcibly pieced together by the tar, turning into grotesque aberrations, and the streaks

What flowed out of the fatal wound was no longer bright red blood, but dark and deep tar.

Sere was about to vomit.

These corpses were given new life, and their movements were stiff and mechanical, like ghosts emerging from hell, staggering forward with steps like the march of the dead, just wandering blindly.

The bodies were covered by the sticky tar, like pieces of thick black armor, and their faces could no longer be distinguished. The Night Clan, the Heartless, the Blood People, and all the corpses involved were all affected at this moment.

The devil's summons were then connected together to form a terrifying and deformed whole.

"Saizong...what is this?"

Serei looked at the slowly rising figure, his voice trembling.

He activated his secret power to further destroy the controlled corpses, but the moment the clusters of crystals separated, they were quickly corrupted by tar, and even the surging ether disappeared as if they were thrown into nothingness.

It was a strange entity that was difficult to identify, as if it were a monster coming out of the abyss of hell. Countless corpses were cut up and dismantled, and countless arms were stuck with tar. Each hand was holding a variety of weapons. Likewise, tar

It also held up countless feet, which were like twisted branches, strong and ugly.

Thousands of hands and feet, thousands of eyes and heads.

"Nothing, just a manifestation of the evil nature of the devil."

At this time, Sai Zong actually had the intention to joke with Serei, "Do you want to see mine?"

As he spoke, dark liquid oozed from the corners of his mouth and scratched his skin, making a sharp corrosive sound.

Sere held his breath, thinking that his confrontation with the Night King was the climax of the day, but now it seems that this is not even an appetizer.

Sai Zong said, "Sere, go play your role?"

Sere was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the approaching monster. It was as huge as a hill. It didn't need those limbs to attack. Just the erosion of tar was enough to kill most lives.

The tragic sounds of fighting came from all directions, and Sere suddenly realized that the tar was not only rolling in front of his eyes, but also spreading in all directions. At this moment, more and more corpses were standing up again, and they were also dragged into the ethereal world.

The undead fight endlessly.

Sere knew that every member of the Undead Club was a heinous villain, even himself, but when he thought about how these guys had just woken up from their long sleep, they were sent to this desperate battlefield by Sai Zong.

Fighting, you can't help but feel sympathy for their bad fate.

"okay, I get it."

Serei took a deep breath. The atmosphere had reached this level. He knew that he could not escape, not to mention that Sai Zong was still supervising the battle.

Something has gone on for too long, and it's time to end it all.

Sere crossed Sai Zong and walked towards the behemoth with extremely determined eyes. At this time, his heart was unexpectedly quiet, and he didn't think about any messy things, not even Aisha or Olivia.

Sai Zong grabbed Se Lei and asked doubtfully, "What are you going to do?"

"What to do?" Sere looked even more confused and pointed at the monster, "Of course I'll kill that bastard!"

This time Sai Zong was stunned, with an expression of laughter on his face, "No, Serei, I'm not referring to it."

"Ah? What is that!"

Sere was about to scream. He wanted to complain to Sai Zong and tell him how much courage he needed to take this step.

He was ready to sacrifice himself.

"There," Sai Zong looked at the burning Origin Tower and said calmly, "That's where you should go, isn't it?"

Sere followed his line of sight and looked towards the Origin Tower. The firelight was reflected in his eyes, like a sun rising in his eyes.
To be continued...