Started from practicing sword in the countryside of the second dimension

"Devouring the city? But he didn't set up any torches... Wait, that's not true?!"

The Fire Dance Warriors who were looking at the information began to discuss in low voices.

These materials are actually quite diverse, and they summarize almost all the events around the time of John's birth.

However, the records about the so-called End of the World, General Ji Shen, were particularly exaggerated, to the point that most of the Fire Mist Warriors looked at them with awe.

Especially when combined with comments such as he was born to end the world, a terrifying conjecture emerges.

"Those humans, those possessed humans are his torches?!"

"If the existence of all mankind is swallowed up in an instant, then the end of the world is definitely not an empty promise!"

“Let alone the present world, even the Red World and the Broken World connected to it will disappear in this huge distortion, and the entire world will return to nothingness!”

"Impossible, absolutely impossible. Theoretically, it's not impossible, but is there really a disciple who can do this? If they can do it, the opponent's strength is no less than that of the Red World Demon God... Ah, so this is the end?"

"The demon god who brought the world to its end, the destruction after the birth of the three gods of the red world, if it is true..."

"Can we really stop this kind of monster?!"

"Wait a minute, the pendant on that little girl is... ah, is she the new Flame-Haired Shakugan?!"

"Alastair, Alastair, please say something. Is what Freda said true?"

Among the noisy Fire Dance Warriors who were uneasy about the current situation, someone noticed the pendant on the little girl that housed the Heaven and Earth Fire.

He immediately spoke up and hoped that Alastor, the God of Heavenly Punishment, would explain the truth of the matter.

"Alastair......"

The little girl, who was the new contractor, probably understood what was going on and also read out the other party's name with some uneasiness.

"Well...come forward with me."

Alastair realized that he had to say something in this situation, so he motioned for the little girl to go to the front of the venue.

Chapter 239 Three Pillars

When the Fire Mist Warriors held a meeting.

On the other hand, the masquerade ball, which currently has the largest number of Red World Apostles, is also in great chaos.

Especially since these Red World Apostles all exist in the present world in their real bodies, their mere existence requires the continuous consumption of the power of existence.

Even if their original power of existence allows them to survive normally for a long time, they still suffer from anxiety or fear of the future.

More than one-third of the members could no longer bear their own diminishing power and tried to attack humans. No one has seen them since then.

"Hey, are you kidding me? Orgon isn't here?"

"He said he was going to look for Vinay and we haven't seen him since. Maybe he has already..."

"Why has it become like this? Where is the general? Where is the staff officer? Where is the great witch? Why don't they think of a solution at a time like this?"

"It's over, it's over, it's over!!! Why is this happening, what is happening?"

"Stop arguing. Howling won't change the situation."

In the hall, which is currently the core base of the masquerade, a large group of Red World apostles are discussing here. Almost all of them have solemn expressions and are quite uneasy about the current situation.

"It's really frustrating. I didn't expect John to be able to do this..."

At the entrance of the passage above the hall, General Xiu Denan, one of the three pillars of the masquerade, was scratching his head in distress, and he didn't have any good solution to the current situation.

"The interesting disciple you mentioned earlier, could it be that monster named John?"

Next to Xiu Denan, a woman with an eye patch on her right eye and an extra eye on her forehead was leaning against the wall, looking at the huge crowd outside and speaking.

She is Bellpeol, the Judge of the Unreasonable, the chief of staff of the masquerade, and one of the Three Pillars like Xiu Denan.

"I didn't expect the other party to be such a monster... So the two I saw before and after should also be different individuals. What a mistake~ What a mistake~~~"

"Now is not the time to talk about whether it is a mistake or not. Do you think we can deal with that monster?"

"It's hard to say. I've been observing for a long time these days and I'm sure that the power of human existence has been completely infected. The consequences of forcibly devouring the power of existence... I don't think I need to explain."

"If we get rid of the source..."

"It's a mystery whether this source exists or not. If each john is a separate individual, then killing the biggest one won't change the status quo... My Hecate, what do you think?"

The current situation is so pessimistic no matter how you think about it. Although the followers outside hope that the Three Pillars Ministers can find a way to solve the problem.

But they themselves know that it is difficult to resolve this incident with their own abilities.

"If you can only maintain the minimum manifestation, even if you don't devour humans, you can survive in the real world by devouring objects other than humans... And I am not yours."

"Hmm~Hmm~ You are worthy of being my Hecate. You did say something very correct. However, this kind of thing that anyone can understand will probably not be accepted by our compatriots."

What Hecate said was fair and correct. After all, if they only maintained the minimum level of manifestation, most of the Red World Apostles could indeed exist and appear in the world for a very long time, but in this case, they were basically limited to existence.

Xiu Denan didn't think that the Red World Apostles who followed their own desires would be willing to do so.

If they were really willing, they would not have lost one-third of their members when they knew that devouring the power of human existence was already an act of suicide.

"Absolutely impossible. The only person who can do this for a long time is a weird guy like the bone collector Lamy. People like that won't join our masquerade."

Bellpeol agreed with Xiudenan's words. She believed that most of the Red World Apostles of the Masquerade would rather destroy themselves than live like this.

The loss of one third of the members now was just the beginning. She felt that if left alone, half of these Red World Apostles would be missing when they gathered next time.

"...Let's have a conversation with that end."

"The End? Oh, you must be the new disciple who came when I was away a while ago. But, I'm a little surprised. I didn't expect that you would also agree with the so-called End."

"When I come into contact with him, it reminds me of the leader... and he can devour his disciples."

"I see. You mean what is the connection between those monsters and the end?"

"I can't be sure, but I feel that way..."

"Feelings? That's a really ambiguous way of putting it. But if you put it like that, Hecate, it's probably true. But, does it remind you of the leader? It gives me a headache."

Normally, words like feel, maybe, and should cannot be used as evidence, but the person who said this was Hecate.

As the priestess of the sacrificial snake, Hecate has some kind of extraordinary intuition and can give the correct option most of the time.

So, since Hecate said so, Xiudenan would only consider the possibility she said.

However, being able to make Hecate remember their leader meant that the other party had to be close to the strength of their leader, the Ritual Serpent. Xiu Denan was sure that this would not be a good thing.

"Tsk, if only the leader was here at a time like this... those damn fire mist warriors."

"It's no use saying this now..."

"Oh, General, Staff Officer, and Top Seat, I have used my extraordinary wisdom to complete the equipment you requested. Do you want me to deliver it to you?"

Just as they were chatting, a translucent screen emerged from the void, and the inquiring voice appeared in front of them along with his big face at a close distance.

"Is it finally done? How is the result?"

"Based on my own situation, as long as I convert one ton of substances, it will probably be enough to sustain my normal daily consumption."

"Well... it's a little bit, but it's enough. Go out and tell them."

"After further research, we can start mass production of the machine."

"Fufufu, let me make it clear in advance that due to limited materials, we can only manufacture about fifty units at present."

“Do as much as you can first.”

"Understood~~~"

After hearing the order, Tandan Qiujiu closed the communication and went to make his newly developed machine.

"Really, extracting the power of existence from ordinary objects is as miserable as extracting sugar from chewed gum."

"The fact that they can't even do this kind of miserable thing is why Tandan Qiujiu built this kind of machine."

"There's nothing we can do. The people above us have to consider the people below us. Go and explain to them. This should help us hold out for a while."

"Then?"

"We'll talk about the rest later."

Chapter 240 Death of Mammon

"…………I am really surprised that you were able to find me, Mammon."

In a coffee shop a few kilometers away from the gathering place of the masquerade ball, all the generals and ministers were sitting in their seats, looking at Mammon with some surprise, who had found him out of nowhere.

After all, for the Apostles of the Red World, he is an existence whose traces remain, and finding him is pure luck.

"I originally wanted to accept the invitation of the generals, but when I passed by here, I always felt that you were here. Well, it seems that my intuition is not bad... Waiter, give me a cappuccino and a raspberry cake."

Mammon sat down opposite the general, took a quick look at the food offered by the coffee shop, and ordered some.

Then he put his hands together, placed his head on his palms, and looked at the gods and ministers with a smile.

"A cup of cappuccino and a piece of raspberry cake, right? Please wait a moment..."

The clerk who heard Ma Meng's order glanced at Ma Meng who was sitting opposite the general, and didn't think much about it, just thought he was a friend he knew.

"So is it okay for you to stay here now?"

"Well... there's no point in going. After all, the monster named John that appeared recently was created by you, General."

"Well, now that you know this, you are still unmoved."

"Well, well, after all, didn't I say before that I hope you can devour me?"

"seriously."

"Yeah, seriously."

Mammon was chatting with the generals and ministers of the gods with a smiling face in a very refreshing manner. Judging from the tone of his conversation, ordinary people would never guess that he was talking about a topic related to his own life and death.

Although Mammon had said something similar before, the generals and ministers of the gods did not have a deep understanding of the group of Red World Apostles at that time and did not respond.

I've seen a lot recently, and after realizing that most of the Red World Apostles need to devour humans to survive, my thoughts have changed a little.

"Mamon, have you ever devoured a human?"

"General, I am the Red World Demon King~~"

"understood."

One simple sentence says it all.

As the Red World Demon King, his existence in the mortal world consumes more power than ordinary Red World Apostles. In order to maintain this consumption, it is almost impossible for him not to devour humans.

"Now that you understand, it's easy. Just eat me like the dessert for your cup of coffee."

"…………I really don't understand. Are you really not afraid of death at all?"

"No, I am just like ordinary people. I am afraid of death, but I am more worried that my death will be meaningless. Although being assimilated by the monster you created is not unacceptable, but... well, I still find it a bit unacceptable emotionally."

“Is this a matter of mood?”

"Ahaha, Jiang Chen, you are too hesitant. That monster of yours has caused so many of his disciples to disappear these days. Are you hesitating when I come to you on my own initiative? You have such rich emotions... But it is precisely because of this that I think this is fine."

"I'm hesitating? Well... That's true. For someone I don't know, I really don't have too many thoughts. But for someone like you who has contacted me and talked to me, I can't help but have some fluctuations anyway."

Facing Mammon in front of them, all the generals and ministers had to admit that he was right.

Killing someone you know and killing someone you don't know at all are two completely different things.

All the gods are also human. Even though they know that Mammon is the same as other disciples, they still feel a little close to him because they have come into contact with him and he is friendly to them.

"Sorry, my bad... Good night, Mammon."

Mammon himself has made up his mind, and it would be a bit unreasonable if all the gods and generals still do nothing.

Therefore, the gods let their blood leave their bodies, rolling and surging like flames, and finally covered Mammon's body.

"Ah... this feeling, this sense of security that feels like returning to the mother's womb, thank you, Jiang Chen."

Mammon, covered in blood, did not resist at all. Just as he said, this was what he wanted.