Huh? Are they all real?...

Even without this sacred flesh and blood, it is still a living angel.

But at this moment, it looks like a corpse that has been dead for a long time.

It has no spirit, no flesh and blood, and no power.

It was aware of this itself; initially, it had secretly hoped that the woman in front of it would remove that terrible organ.

In this way, it can quickly return to its original state.

What it didn't expect was that as the sacred flesh called the liver was removed, its power, status, and extraordinary characteristics all transformed into the flesh-and-blood amber that encased the organ.

Now, it is a completely ordinary human being.

This has never happened before.

For three eras, it was unheard of.

Even among deities of the same lineage, it had never heard of anyone being able to strip everything away so easily.

But that doesn't matter anymore; even the most absurd things can only be pondered while one is alive.

It was clear that it wouldn't survive.

So it merely raised its withered arm in vain and spoke in a barely audible voice to the woman before it:

"give me back!"

Lilith clearly heard this, but how could she possibly give it back to him?

“Although your status and extraordinary qualities are not what I need, I do need them right now to help me hide this sacred object.”

The corpse, barely alive only because its flesh and amber hadn't completely left its body, pleaded again:

"Please! I don't want to die!"

The dried-up corpse was still trying to grab the flesh-and-amber, believing that if it touched it, it could take back everything it had.

In fact it is.

But Lilith slightly lifted her head just as the other person was about to touch her.

At this point, the mummified corpse not only failed to gain its own power, but also collapsed to the ground.

It looks like a mummified corpse that's still alive.

Lilith Shava laughed:

"You are a person from the end of the Age of Gods. You not only witnessed the death of the last eldest son, but you also personally killed a great man like Augustus Julius. You also tormented this land for countless years for your extravagant enjoyment. Moreover, you have lived to this present Fourth Age of Return."

"What more could you possibly want? Haven't you had enough of living?"

"Give it to me! Give it to me!"

The mummified corpse was clearly not listening to anything else; it only wanted to reclaim its power.

Lilith shook her head and then stood up, saying:

"Did the serpent tempt the man to eat the forbidden fruit, or did the man lie and claim that the serpent had deceived him?"

This statement was utterly nonsensical to the mummified corpse before her, but it caused Lilith to fall into a long silence.

After a long while, she kicked away the mummified corpse that was trying to grab her ankle.

Then, without looking back, he walked back towards the entrance he had come from.

"In any case, I must thank you for finding this relic in advance, after all, Augustus's followers used a method that could only be found by luck and a key. And my luck in this regard has always been bad."

"Then give it back to me!"

Lilith laughed at this statement:

"To express my gratitude, I will let you, who should have died in the abyss, die here in a state of despair but without pain."

Seeing that Lilith was really about to leave, the mummified corpse tried to crawl towards her in great anxiety.

But it couldn't even climb out of the altar; it just stayed frozen in place.

The thread connecting it to the flesh and amber was severed right before its eyes.

As the threads at both ends gradually dissipate and draw closer together.

The light in its eyes also went out.

But the silk threads disappeared from it as if they had burned out.

The mummified corpse crumbled into dust at the foot of the altar.

And as the relics left this almost perfectly replicated sanctuary.

Unexplained dark clouds began to appear over Pompeii, and at first, this unusual scene did not alert anyone.

Because compared to the insignificant sky above them, they had more important things to consider right now.

How to kill slaves who want to rebel, and how to kill slave owners who want to escape.

Rome's rule and order had completely collapsed with the deaths of the six Roman angels.

And the last vestige of Roman justice vanished with Augustus' departure.

Rome today is a paradise of sin and chaos!

During the short time Lilith was gone, the chaos in Pompeii escalated to an even greater level.

The fires and shouts of battle that had not appeared before were now beginning to emerge.

The soldiers had lost all interest in maintaining order; they only wanted to grab as much food and gold as possible to escape this hellish place as quickly as possible.

The most crowded place at this moment must be the docks of Pompeii, which must be packed with nobles and rich people trying to escape.

That place should be the only place where there is still some semblance of order at this moment.

Elsewhere, in this chaotic old city, noise and restlessness intertwine to create a dizzying spectacle.

The streets were teeming with people, pushing and shoving, completely disorderly. Anxiety and unease were etched on the hurried faces of the pedestrians. Vendors, no longer shouting their wares, were now scrambling and cursing at each other.

The cacophony of sounds rose and fell, like a never-ending storm of noise. The dust kicked up by the carriages as they lurched about made the already polluted air even more suffocating.

Some houses were already teetering on the brink of collapse in the flames, seemingly on the verge of crumbling at any moment. The remaining walls were covered with mottled marks, telling tales of the vicissitudes of time and the city's former glory and present desolation.

Various items were carelessly discarded along the roadside, emitting a pungent stench mixed with garbage. For some unknown reason, uncontrolled sewage flowed freely, forming stagnant, foul-smelling puddles. Rats scurried about in the dark corners, brazenly searching for food.

The sounds of arguing and fighting could be heard from every corner, making people tremble with fear.

This chaotic city of Rome, like a giant who has lost his way, struggles through the long river of history, unable to find a way forward.

Lilith saw all of this.

She found it amusing and funny.

Above her head, the dark clouds began to spread as she moved forward.

She marched forward carrying with her the gloom that would soon blanket the continent.

But this unusual behavior still went unnoticed by anyone.

They are now dazzled by everything in front of them.

The delicacies and fruits that were unavailable to a slave, the luxurious clothes and jewelry that were unseen as a commoner, the gold coins and gems that were unseen as a commoner, and the swords that a nobleman never imagined would be used against him.

Pompeii is no longer just filled with chaos; it's completely out of control.

The people who had been relatively restrained just moments before completely erupted.

The dark side that had been hidden deep in my heart was completely ignited at this moment.

Flames, screams, and roars were the only things that remained in Pompeii at that moment.

As a beautiful woman, and even a seductive woman who was barely clothed, almost any man would have his eyes fixed on her with lewd intent.

This made Lilith so excited that she almost trembled as she raised her head.

That's it, that's what humanity is all about.

So-called perfect humans are nothing but a bunch of puppets without desires!

In her trembling excitement, Lilith, without stopping, directly raised her hand and lifted a man's chin.

This was a slave, a very old slave.

Old and ugly, he had clearly never seen such a stunningly beautiful woman as Lilith so close to him.

He was completely stunned.

As Lilith walked past him, she sweetly danced her fingertips under his chin and said:

"You want women? You do? Fine, kill them, there are plenty here. Go do what you want, that's how men are!"

To Lilith's surprise, before she could completely release the old slave, he was stabbed through the chest. The weapon used was not a Roman dagger, but a pitchfork, which was not very effective, but still enough to kill.

Seeing the fallen slave and the young slave who had impaled the other, Lilith stopped for the first time.

She stood there and hugged herself, not out of fear, but out of excitement.

She hadn't felt such intense desire in a very, very long time!

And it didn't come from just one person, but from an entire city, or even an entire continent!

Ah, this is what humanity is all about!

They're not dolls, they're real humans!!!

The young slave who had killed the old slave stared blankly at the pitchfork still stuck in the other's body.

He hadn't been thinking about anything; he was just staring straight at this incredibly alluring beauty.

By the time he came to his senses, he had already killed his own uncle, who had just moments before warned him to be careful, not to rob anyone, and to find food and escape the city.

In shock and fear, he subconsciously looked at the crowd around him.

Chaos had broken out, but it had not yet spread to every corner of Pompeii, so people were still filled with fear of the slave who had directly killed a man.

As soon as he looks over, they will instinctively back away.

This reaction initially left the young slave bewildered, but gradually, it all transformed into a surging emotion that grew stronger within him, though he couldn't quite place it.

As his gaze was drawn to Lilith's laughter, he knew what it was.

This is exciting!

He's no longer a slave; he's a human being now, and he can have whatever he wants!

This even includes the beautiful woman in front of him, whom he used to only be able to look down at with his toes!

"I want you! I want you now!"

Trembling with a mixture of fear and excitement, the young slave pulled out his pitchfork and addressed the alluring Lilith.

Lilith gradually stopped laughing and turned to him with a very serious expression, saying:

"You want me?"

"Yes, you! Right now, right now take off all your clothes! All of them!"

Looking at the slave who kept licking his pale lips, Lilith laughed:

"Sure, but I will only be the spouse of the last man."

"The last, the very last man?"

Lilith, having started moving forward anew, smiled sweetly at the young slave:

"Yes, the last man, whether he is handsome or ugly, young or old, as long as he is the last man, then he will have me!"

Upon hearing this, even though she wasn't a seductive goddess, Lilith's voice became the most deadly allure.

The young slave immediately raised his pitchfork to kill the other men present.

But to his surprise, just like his own uncle, he was stabbed through the chest as soon as he turned around.

No, his uncle wasn't even turned around before he was killed. At least he saw who killed him.

That was a young man who looked almost exactly like him.

This Pompeii is one of the countless people on this continent.

As the young slave fell, all the men present went mad.

They used whatever they could think of and whatever they could grab to kill the other men around them.