Ark, they don't revolve around you

As soon as he finished speaking, Shining's hands moved unconsciously.

"Ok?"

Shining felt cold all over and had no idea what was happening.

She just walked step by step towards her brother, her father, and the spirits of her ancestors.

But she shouldn't have done this, it was just because Zhuang Ning "ordered" her to do so!

The pardoner raised his eyes in a trance, still in a kneeling posture, and saw his sister putting her hand on the scabbard and pulling it out inch by inch.

He had been looking forward to this scene for a long time. This was a ritual. Only when his sister killed him would Kwisatusta's soul be complete.

However, illuminated by the halo of dawn and dusk, the Pardoner's expression was filled with fear.

"You controlled Quesasina?"

"Is there really a demon king who can control the Sarkaz with just a thought?"

The Absolver knows the principle behind this. The original Originium is the starting point of all Sarkaz bloodlines.

If one could completely control the stone, theoretically, one might be able to control all the Sarkaz.

But that was only in theory. Now Zhuang Ning had done it. With just one order, he sent his loyal subordinate to his death!

The light of dawn and dusk shone on Quesatusta's face, and the sword like a dead branch slashed into the head of the Pardoner, emitting a bright light!

The vitality of Quesatusta quickly dissipated, and it fell to the ground and turned into ashes.

Almost at the same time, Shining covered his chest and said hoarsely: "Why?"

She was obviously in unusual pain.

At the moment of beheading her father, Kwisatusta took over her soul.

She was still struggling to maintain herself, but how could a little girl's will resist that huge shadow?

Shining's eyes were bloodshot.

At this time, Zhuang Ning opened his mouth again and said casually, "I don't want people to always ask why."

He walked into the Shining, looked down at the curled up girl, and said coldly: "Quesatusta, in the name of the Demon King, merge into the souls of your descendants."

A terrified scream suddenly sounded, and the monster that was almost about to devour the soul of Flashing Soul stopped chewing.

And Shining did not miss this flaw and stabbed the sword into his own body.

The situation was reversed, and Kwisatusta's spirit suddenly collapsed. He was still unwilling, angry, and afraid of death.

But he couldn't resist, and the Devil gave the order, so he had to accept his fate and flow into the body of the Shining!

Shining couldn't believe it when she saw Zhuang Ning's pair of cold eyes.

"There is no more Kwisatusta in this world, only Kwisashina." Zhuang Ning said softly, "He has become immortal in your body."

Shining nodded in fear. This was the Devil's punishment on the Pardoner. The Pardoner longed for eternity and immortality, and Zhuang Ning generously gave him.

But as a price, Quesatusta will no longer have a self and can only transform into the power of the Shining.

Zhuang Ning no longer cared about the farce and stepped onto the altar step by step.

He saw the dead souls. The once arrogant monster was now trembling with fear and making strange noises:

"Owner."

"Stop talking nonsense." Zhuang Ning spread out his hands, and the black mist in his palms gathered little by little.

The darkness of the dead souls quickly dissipated, and instinctively screamed, "No! No! No!"

"This is your contribution, dead soul." Zhuang Ning lowered his eyes and looked down at the mist that was still struggling in his hands.

"I curse you, Zhuang Ning!!"

"I curse your wish to collapse, and I curse you to never see the sun again!!!"

The dead souls roared and raged, not because of death, but because of the despair in their hearts.

He saw what Zhuang Ning was thinking.

Dead souls can spread one's thoughts. Zhuang Ning undoubtedly noticed this and wanted to use the dead souls as sacrifices to send out an announcement to all Sarkaz!

Zhuang Ning didn't take such resistance seriously at all and clenched his fists.

The black mist exploded like fireworks, quickly penetrating into Kazdel... No, not just Kazdel, Columbia, Casimir, Victoria, every corner of the world was soaked!

With the help of the dead souls, a cold voice echoed in the ears of all the Sarkaz.

The voice seemed to resound directly through the soul, with absolute majesty, just like a god.

Now, when the gods speak, they will surely bring wonderful blessings.

"I, Zhuang Ning, take the crown and Originium as my title and am crowned the monarch of the Sarkaz."

"No matter where you are, no matter what you have done, now, according to the will of the devil, the law is declared."

"You are free."

"You shall be free, without restraint!"

"This is my agreement with many royal courts. I will bring salvation!"

Casimir, in the Colosseum, a Sarkaz knight, who had been injected with a large amount of drugs and whose mind had been destroyed, suddenly raised his head.

He was covered in wounds and was only one step away from death.

In the knight competition of Casimir, the Sarkaz are far lower than the infected and can be slaughtered at will.

No one would welcome the knights of the Sarkaz, because the Sarkaz are not human.

The knight who was fighting him clenched his one-handed sword tightly, his eyes full of mockery: "Demon, go to hell!"

The sword fell, and the knight was certain that this sword was enough to break the Sarkaz's heart.

But one hand grabbed the sword, not caring about the blade cutting his palm and ignoring the pain, Sarkaz spoke like a wild beast.

He said something vaguely, and the knight didn't hear clearly, and a violent attack followed!

The Sarkaz's eyes were full of fanaticism, and he actually broke the knight's sword.

The knight fell, his face showing fear and reluctance, and finally heard the roar of the Sarkaz gladiator:

"Our King says to us, we are free!"

"We can also be saved!"

In Columbia, a laboratory hidden deep inside occasionally lets out mournful wails.

Researchers in white coats injected drugs into the Sarkaz's body without mercy.

After a while, the Sarkaz seemed to be dead. The researcher said in disappointment, "We failed again. Which mouse is this?"

"It's just a demon clan guy. We can't use up all the resources. Let's find a way to get the results as soon as possible."

His companion said.

Then, he was strangled by a wrist, and the hand clamped the researcher's hand tightly.

The researchers saw the quietness of the demons returning from hell, with flashes of excitement in their eyes.

"You...you, should be dead!!" The researcher was frightened out of his wits.

The hand that was strangling his throat continued to gain strength, and the resurrected Sarkaz cursed grimly:

"My king has given me a new life."

“Our redemption is coming because of His promise!”

Victoria, underground mine, a man with a whip is whipping a Sarkaz girl fiercely.

The girl was only in her teens and was weak. Due to malnutrition, she was so thin that she looked like skin and bones.

"Demon clan guy, you son of a bitch, how are you going to compensate me for my losses!"

"I'm sorry, sir. I will, I will compensate you. I'm sorry, but I still have a younger brother. Please give me a chance!"

"Hey, the demon guy has a younger brother, ugh!"

The film man did not relax his strength at all and beat the girl until her skin was torn and flesh was exposed, until the girl was on the verge of death.

At this time, he seemed satisfied, clapped his hands, and changed into new clothes: "I have a party tonight, there are many important people, people like you will dirty my hands even if you die."

He hummed the song and didn't notice that the wounds on the dying girl were healing rapidly.

She walked in silently, pounced on him like a ghost, bit the man's throat like a beast, her eyes full of fanaticism.

She said, "Our King can give us salvation!"

The same thing has happened countless times in various countries.

At the altar, Zhuang Ning listened to thousands of voices and opened his eyelids again.

The color flowing out of those eyes changed and finally fixed at a violent gold color!

The dead souls, who are infinitely close to death, shudder.

At the moment when his consciousness was about to collapse, a Wendigo's prophecy emerged in his ears.

“I saw cities in ruins.

I saw Originium, all over the earth.

I see you with a black crown on your head, turning millions of lives into memories.

I saw the devil enslaving all species. "

"I see." No one noticed the dead soul's final whisper, "It turns out that the person in the prophecy is not Amiya, but you."

"Our most holy and tyrannical demon king... Zhuang Ning."

Chapter 23 Welcome Back, The Evil Spirit of Babel

Rutland.

In the silent night, a pure white, grand church stands in the center of the city.

Anyone with a little common sense knows that it is the core of the Lateran, the so-called Papal Hall.