In front of the gushing spring and the heavy gate, beautiful sky angels descended one after another, saluting the female sky angel who controlled the winged demon.
A group of sky angels surrounded Duma, and they watched Duma open the wooden box he brought back.
The strange things in the city-state of Aiweier amazed the sky angels. They could not imagine that there was another intelligent race in this world, creating miracles that surpassed those of the Winged People.
"Is this the snake man's coarse weaving?" Someone picked up a piece of clothing.
"It's not as beautiful as our feather fabric, it's really rough." A sky angel gently stroked the surface of the rough fabric.
Duma told them: "But in the city of the snake people, everyone can wear clothes. They can make such cloth without extraordinary strength. An ordinary workshop can make such things."
Duma picked up a vine-rooted plant and showed it to the other angels.
"They grow this plant called the vine and use it to make ropes, nets, cloth..."
"They use ropes in every aspect of their daily lives, weaving them into nets for fishing, using them on boats, on vehicles, and in their daily lives."
"They used cloth to make clothes, pockets, quilts and all kinds of things."
The angels in the sky are very curious about the technology of the snake people, and some are dubious: "Can everyone really wear clothes? Are the snake people so rich?"
Although this is a bit much.
But in the city, most Elvirs would put on clothes and go out, and rough weaving, an item promoted by King Smerkel, was indeed fully integrated into every aspect of the snake people's life.
Duma and the angels in the sky said: "Guys, these things are not complicated."
"We can do what they can do, and it is precisely because they are simple and ordinary that they can be applied to everyone."
Some angels were not interested: "It's just something ordinary people use."
Some angels listened very carefully: "I think these things are good, are there any others?"
"Your Highness Duma."
After saying that, Duma took out the rolling balls and the flour, wine and cakes made from the rolling balls.
"They can grow their own plants called cypresses and then process them to make a variety of foods."
"These are all kinds of foods they make from the plants they grow."
"So even without hunting, they can get enough food from the land."
The other sky angels carefully tried the pastries and liqueur, and the crowd immediately erupted in exclamations. This thing shocked them even more than the coarse woven fabrics.
"So sweet."
"Is this what the snake people eat?"
"How are they made?"
Many people have changed their views on the snake people race.
Since it can produce such delicious food and wine, it is at least a race and civilization with a certain quality of life.
Duma and the Sky Angel shared what they had gained from going to the city-state of Ewel and the scenes they had observed.
That's why she brought these things back.
She hopes that other sky messengers can know from this level that the snake people are an intelligent species, a race that can communicate and possess creativity.
After showing what she had brought back, she asked other angels in the sky.
"Where's mother?"
The other party replied: "Her Majesty the Queen has been resting in the palace recently. Maybe it is because Her Majesty needs enlightenment and practice after becoming an apostle of God!"
People on the side also said: "Yes! We haven't seen His Majesty for a long time."
Duma took out an exquisite and gorgeous sword with a scabbard from the box, which was placed in a made wooden box.
This is a sword said to come from the Light City on the giant island of Ruhe and forged by an alchemist.
She wanted to give it to her mother, Her Majesty the Queen of Wings.
There were two guards standing in front of the gate. When they saw Duma arriving, they did not stop him. Duma walked directly inside, walked through the corridor and came to a door.
She knelt down outside the door, holding the wooden box in her hands.
"Mother."
"I'm back."
Meld did not show his head, nor did he let Duma in.
"Did you accomplish what I asked you to do?"
What Meld was talking about was to ask Duma to go and intimidate the Snake People, to make the Snake People become vassals of the Winged People and to believe in the Lord of Glory.
To this end, Meld even sent a team of Sky Messengers to Duma.
Duma herself is a six-winged sky angel, and together with the winged demons she controls and an entire team of sky angels, it is enough to form a huge deterrent to the city-state of Aiweier.
But Duma obviously has her own plans. She has no intention of making the atmosphere tense from the beginning. She still hopes to get to know each other first and have a good contact and start with the city-state of Ewel.
Then use the strength and power of the Winged People to assimilate the Snake People, and use the nobility and kindness of the Lord of Light to influence the other party.
She always believed that force was the last resort.
So she didn't bring a whole team of Sky Messengers as her mother thought, but she set out with the Winged Demon alone.
"It will take time, but I have taken the first step."
"Mother."
However, there was a sound from inside the door: "Clang."
Melder can be heard throwing something to the ground.
Meld's voice was full of anger: "Duma, you let me down so much."
Duma raised her head in confusion: "Mother?"
Duma felt her mother's anger, but Meld was an apostle of God who was as cold as ice. The ordinary Winged Queen Meld was aloof and indifferent, even when she was angry, she had a cold undertone.
She had never seen her mother so gloomy.
At this time, Meld's voice had already come out from inside, with rebuke.
"You are weak again."
"No, this is no longer weakness, but cowardice."
"Your kindness is not only for the winged people, but also for those lowly snake people. Are you going to show your unnecessary mercy?"
Duma opened her mouth: "I didn't..."
"I just want those snake people to know the mercy of God. I want all wing people..."
Meld's voice was extremely angry: "What God needs is majesty, God is aloof."
"What gods need is people's heartfelt awe and reverence, not what gods can bring to mortals, so that mortals can believe in gods."
"Look what you did?"
"Are you making a deal with the gods, Duma?"
"Do you think that since you are my daughter, you can represent the gods as you please?"
Duma originally wanted to express her thoughts.
However, before I could speak out, I had nothing to say.
Duma hasn't really communicated with her mother for a long time, it seems like this has been the case since she grew up.
When she was a child, Duma was very close to her mother. She always remembered her mother holding her tightly in her arms and treating her as the most precious treasure in the world.
Duma is a born angel of the sky.
Unlike other sky messengers, she was transformed from a winged person through a trial in the sky. She was extraordinary as soon as she was born, and she had innate talents.
However, as they grew up, the relationship between the two became more and more distant, and they always argued when they met.
Duma wants to repair her relationship with her mother.
She didn't talk about the previous topic, but picked up the box in her hand.
"Mother!"
"I brought you a gift."
Melder simply responded: "Just leave it outside."
Duma looked at the door: "Mother!"
"Are you still angry with me?"
Duma couldn't help it anymore, and she talked to Meld about what happened in the past.
"Remember when you were a kid?"
"At that time, there were only you and me in the entire City of Glory. You always held me in your arms and prayed to the gods together."
"You told me that God is loving and merciful."
"You said...God loves me."
"I have always believed so!"
Duma's voice became louder: "Since God can love me, he must be able to love everyone in the world."
"You told me that!"
The palace suddenly became quiet, and this silence lasted for a long time.
When he spoke again, the voice inside the door became softer.
Meld seemed to have changed into a different person and said in a weak voice.
"I see."
"I'm a little tired, please put your things at the door!"
Duma put the things at the door with tears in her eyes, then got up and left.
At the beginning, her steps were relatively steady, but later she left running.
The door to the palace slowly opened, and one hand picked up the box Duma placed at the door.
Winged Queen Meld looked at the gift Duma gave her and gently touched the wooden box with her fingers.
"Duma!"
Through the light shining through the high window, you can see that the appearance of the Winged Queen has completely changed, and her sacred silver hair has turned into pure white.
And half of the wings on her back had already turned pure black, and the black feathers exuded chaotic power.
Throughout the dormitory.
The walls, roof and floor were covered with black filth and decay.
The various furnishings in the room seemed to have become rotten and rusty after thousands of years.
The bed turned into a black quagmire like a spider web, with tough black threads penetrating the entire dormitory, and the ground was paved with something like asphalt.
The whole room exudes the smell of filth, evil, and depravity.
Meld opened the box and immediately saw that the box was also rotting away.
Meld picked up the sword, and as she touched it, the sword began to rust slowly from the hilt. However, Meld released his extraordinary power, and powerful power penetrated the sword.
Contaminate it and turn it into an extraordinary magical tool.
"Of course God loves you, my daughter."
"You are different."
"Soon...soon...gods will come to this world."
"Duma, you will see the true God."
Suddenly, her expression changed again.
The calmness and coldness on Meld's face disappeared, she stroked her belly and spoke softly.
"Soon... soon..."
"soon."
The holy sunlight shines on the filthy dark room and falls on the half-holy and half-fallen Winged Queen.
Meld's expression was intoxicated and fascinated.
Still faintly.
With a hint of evil and depraved smile——
City of Glory.
The queen's bedroom.
There was a strong wind in the dark night, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and it started to rain.
The Queen's team of personal attendants suddenly gathered in the middle of the night. They guarded the surroundings of the palace, making the place airtight.
A dozen sky envoys held the divine seal of the Lord of Glory in their hands and knelt in the passage.
They sang hymns over and over again.
The song, accompanied by the sound of wind and rain, seemed ethereal and ethereal.
The queen did not tell anyone else, including her daughter, about the coming of God.
She cannot allow any accidents in the coming of God. She has become chaotic and manic recently, and she is unwilling to trust anyone in this world.
She wanted to make sure that God's coming was flawless.
"Crash!" The strong wind beat on the roof of the Glory Temple, beating the buildings on the mountain peak wildly.
In the palace, the Winged Queen Meld took off her clothes.
Her abdomen was swollen high, and black lines spread from her abdomen to her whole body. The lines and patterns had a taboo color.
Her long white hair has grown so long that it drags to the ground, covering her graceful figure.
She spread her four pairs of wings, half black and half white.
The sacred and the evil merged into one in Meld's body at this moment.
She spread her arms, and her body floated into the air little by little. Black silk threads wrapped around her like hair, wrapping her heavily.
mid-air.
Meld slowly hugged his belly, where the "fetus of myth" was already mature.
It has begun to spread its power outside the mother body, affecting everything outside.
It's just that its power has far surpassed that of the mortal class. If it were not revealed directly, it would be difficult for mortals to feel the power of myth that affects everything.
"God!"
"Use my body to descend into this world!"
"Bring light to this world, bring morning and dusk to this world, bring glorious faith to this world."
Meld's nails cut open his abdomen, and what came out was not blood.
But endless darkness.
Darkness flooded everything, rushing towards the surroundings.
Suddenly, thunder exploded in the sky.
The phenomena in the sky became more intense, and the power of myth affected the laws and interfered with the order that originally ran on this land.
"Boom!"
The thunder connects Fenbulkein Mountain and the sky, waking up all those who are sleeping.
Darkness falls.
The whole world cannot see any light.
The moon is still there in the sky, and the lights in the palace are still there.
The light disappeared.
Meld hugged the object in his arms with great expectation.
In the darkness, her four wings emitted the only light, while the wings on the other side were completely integrated into the darkness.
However, when he saw what she was holding, Meld was stunned for a moment.
What she was holding in her arms was just a deformed piece of flesh, an evil thing that was constantly seeping out with filthy black mud.
What was born in this world was not a god, or even a life at all.
Instead, it is a lump of filthy flesh, symbolizing the black mud of the abyss and evil.
Meld let out a sharp scream, with endless fear and hopelessness in her voice. She looked at this filthy thing in disbelief, a fetus of evil mythology that continuously flowed out black mud and polluted the world.
"No!"
"This is not a god!"
Melder collapsed.
She looked in disbelief at the deformed piece of flesh exuding the power of myth in her arms, and suddenly woke up from her intoxication and dream.
She looked at everything around her and suddenly realized that her bright and gorgeous palace in the past had turned into an evil cave.
And the once sacred white wings on her back were also stained with depravity.
Don't know when.
She has begun to become chaotic and evil,
Maybe it was the moment she was pregnant with the child of Shinhwa.
Also a possibility.
From the moment she started sacrificing ordinary winged people to the gods, she began to inevitably fall into the abyss of evil.
She raised her head.
Meld saw the spiritual door in the dream world.
Under the spiritual door, there is also a sea of black mud. The black mud is constantly entangled upwards, entangled with the base of this mythical door.
To pull it down from the high sky, to bring it down from the kingdom of God to the earth.
When Melder woke up, he suddenly understood what he had done.
She did not allow the gods to awaken and come to this world, but instead used the filthy desires and evil greed of mortals to erode the light of gods.
"No!"
"I polluted the gods with my own hands. What have I done?"
There is nothing more terrifying than a devout believer discovering that she has defiled the gods. She destroys her faith with her own hands and destroys everything she once respected.
Melde couldn't accept it, her whole body was shaking.
She flapped her wings and wanted to fly into the sky, flying towards the radiant spiritual door.
"No...I didn't do this."
"This is not what I want to do."
But at this time, Meld suddenly felt that his body could not move.
She returned to her head.
He actually saw another version of himself lying on his shoulder, tightly wrapped around him.
The other person's expression was depraved and evil, and she whispered in her ear.
"This is God, this is what you desire, isn't it?"
"You did nothing wrong. This is how it should be."
Melder shouted in despair: "I was wrong, it shouldn't be like this."
Dark Meld said to the collapsed Meld: "The Lord is the God of dawn and dusk, He is the Lord of light."
"Where there is day, there is night. Where there is light, there is darkness."
"This is the twilight form of God."
"Gods are not only kind and loving, but also majestic and angry."
"This is the punishment of the Lord of Glory to those who disrespect the gods. It is the majesty and wrath of God."
Meld looked at her other self in panic, and asked her softly as if grasping a life-saving straw.
"Really?"
Dark Meld's eyes showed a smile, with a seductive charm.
"of course it's true."
The panic and despair on Meld's face slowly disappeared, and a smile emerged on his cheeks.
The corners of her mouth completed an arc.
"That's really..."
"Very good."
The dark Meld disappeared, and she turned into a shadow and got into Meld's body.
at the same time.
Black filth continuously seeped out of the flesh in Meld's arms and flowed outward.
"boom!"
The Sky Envoy who was kneeling in the passage outside raised his head and saw black mud breaking through the door.
Before they could turn around, the moment their eyes showed fear, they were swallowed up by the black mud.
Immediately afterwards.
One after another, terrifying and hideous monsters with long feathers struggled out of the black mud.
These monsters have no hands, their lower bodies are sharp claws, and their upper bodies have bird-like heads.
The huge and heavy wings dragged on the ground. The black wings were as hard as steel and exuded a dark luster.
Their spirituality changed from light to darkness, and the power of spirituality gave the sky angels a beautiful and sacred posture.
same.
This power can also make them fall towards darkness and turn into ugly monsters.
Transformed into a terrifying hawk demon.
These eagle demons have lost their minds, and their wisdom has been overwhelmed by madness.
"Chirp!"
They leaped into the sky and hovered in the heavy rain.
And more black mud rushed out of the channel in a mighty manner and spurted outside.
Black mud continues to assimilate the entire world, turning the entire world into an abyss of evil and depravity——
Duma had a dream.
She saw the spiritual door, and the door suddenly opened.
She saw a huge white light and shadow. The light and shadow stood behind the door, and the world was too big to see the whole thing.
"God?"
Duma stood in front of the door and exclaimed.
As soon as she finished speaking, she wanted to step forward.
She felt something surge up from under her feet and wrap around her legs tightly.
She lowered her head.
He saw the black mud swallowing his feet, making him unable to move.
Looking around, you can see that the black mud under the door has gathered into a sea.
Darkness enveloped this mythical door, constantly entangled upwards.
She dreamed that the gods were wailing and making curse-like sounds.
"curse."
"curse."
"A mortal...curse."
"Boom."
Duma woke up from her nightmare with a thunderclap.
It was still dark outside, with violent storms, thunder and lightning.
Only then did she realize that the roaring sound that woke her up was not from a dream, but from reality.
Duma got off the bed. The world around him was dark, and only his mental power could detect the situation outside.
She lit the lamp, but something strange happened.
The lights were bright, but she couldn't see the light.
"how so?"
Duma raised his hand, and a ball of light lit up on his hand.
The light of extraordinary power can shine through this darkness and illuminate the candlelight in the darkness.
This is strange.
Duma immediately used her innate extraordinary inspiration, and then she felt that a power beyond the mortal world blocked her perception of danger, blocking her sight and light.
In that darkness, she saw boundless darkness and terror.
"Something happened."
These words immediately appeared in Duma's mind, and she immediately rushed outside.
She saw masses of filthy black mud pouring in from the outside, submerging the box she brought back from the city of Ewel.
The black filthy mud was exactly the same as what she had just seen in her dream, so dangerous and evil.
"My box."
Duma immediately rushed forward, picked up the box that was not stained by black mud, and rushed outside.
She flapped her wings and rushed into the sky, only to find that the entire glorious city had been submerged in black mud.
Duma's pupils dilated instantly, and her hand holding the box tightened immediately, and she even crushed a wooden board of the box out of control.
"Black mud."
"What is this? How did it appear in the City of Glory?"
Duma's mental power detected that the entire City of Glory was plunged into darkness. The only light that shone in the darkness was the light of extraordinary power of the angels in the sky, and their lustrous wings.
But before each of the sky angels had time to fly into the sky, they saw the black mud gathering together, as if it had become conscious, rolling up huge waves towards the sky, swallowing up the angels.
just like.
It's like the Winged Demon is preying on those weak food.
"No!"
"help me."
"help me."
"Your Highness Duma."
Someone saw Duma from high up and shouted in despair.
But before Duma could fly down to rescue them, they were entangled in the black mud and pulled into the darkness.
Duma saw a group of hawk demons rushing over from a distance. They controlled a dark and evil force and bombarded Duma.
Duma opened three pairs of wings and cast a divine spell.
"God's curse: light."
The light covered the eagle demon at the front of the heavy load, and the eagle demon immediately roared in pain.
Duma dodged the opponent's attack and fled towards higher ground.
Wait until the opponent is close and then strike with your backhand.
"God's Curse: Sword of Light!"
The light converged into a sword, which was swung down by Duma's control.
Duma split the eagle demon open with a sword, and immediately saw a black mottled stone falling out of the eagle demon's body.
The originally ugly body of the Eagle Demon also turned into a winged man after losing this stone.
It doesn't look like a sky angel.
Instead, the upper body is human and the lower body is a bird with sharp claws.
However, the moment the winged man's body was revealed, it immediately turned into a puddle of filthy black mud and exploded.
Duma reacted quickly and immediately controlled a wall of light to block it.
But her eyes were fixed on the stone, and the box she held in her hands unconsciously let go.
"God... god stone?"
Duma froze on the spot and said in disbelief.
"Plop."
It wasn't until the box in his hand fell into the black mud that Duma came back to his senses.
Duma knew exactly what this meant.
It means that these eagle demons with extraordinary power are all transformed by the sky.
The Sky Angel gained power from the Spiritual Gate, turning the Winged Man into a Sky Angel from a transcendent level, possessing a divine and beautiful form.
But when the sacred stone was stripped away, they returned to their original form.
After all, the spiritual gate cannot modify their bloodline from the genetic level, but only uses extraordinary power to influence and modify the bodies of mortals. When they lose their extraordinary power, they will return to their original appearance.
At this time, more Eagle Demons attacked Duma.
At the same time, other escaped sky angels also gathered towards Duma and came to help her.
But during the battle, they saw an even more terrifying sight.
If you kill these eagle demons, their bodies will turn into black mud and explode.
If contaminated by black mud, the sky angels present will also turn into these terrifying hawk demons.
The angels in the sky saw their companions turning into eagle demons on the spot, but they didn't know that all these eagle demons were transformed by their companions.
"No."
"It was Cohen I killed."
"He's Cohen."
One of the sky angels recognized the eagle demon he had just killed as his friend, and collapsed on the spot, wailing in mid-air.
The other angels in the sky are also close to mental collapse and have no courage to fight anymore.
No one knows what happened, let alone why the Glory City became like this overnight.
After Duma killed several eagle demons, she looked towards her mother's palace.
It had been so long, and she hadn't seen her mother appear from inside.
"Mother!"
Duma became anxious and rushed inside.
Duma fell from the sky, and the black mud immediately rolled up layers of huge waves, and then a polluted Winged Demon emerged from the black mud.
"hiss!"
The Winged Demon spread its wings and bit towards Duma, not recognizing her as its former master.
Duma was in no mood to entangle with the Winged Demon. She dodged and rushed directly into the palace.
"God's Spell: Shield of Light."
She opened her light shield and kept dodging to block the black wave.
But even the magical light shield of a third-level powerful person is fragile in front of this black mud. Duma may be contaminated by the black mud at any time.
A sprint.
She exploded wall after wall and appeared in Meld's palace.
When she saw her mother, Meld had merged with the black mud.
The lower body of this eight-winged sky warrior was completely swallowed up by the black mud.
The black mud formed a high throne, and she was sitting on it.
Dense black silk threads are entangled together, connected to the throne, and connected to Meld.
The power of the eight-winged sky angel is connected with the abyss of corruption, and its terrifying power makes people frightened.
That moment.
Duma's inspiration gave her a premonition of crisis that she had seen a god.
Duma raised her head and looked up at her mother, Queen Meld of the Winged People, and asked in an unbelieving tone.
"Mother?"
Half of her wings had turned black, and Duma could feel that the black filthy evil thing she was holding in her arms was the source of all the black mud that polluted it.
She was extremely mentally unstable, and her face did not have the usual cold expression that Duma was familiar with.
Winged Queen Melde held the disgusting piece of meat and raised her head with an expression of joy on her face.
"Duma?"
"You came."
She looked at the terrifying evil thing in her arms with extremely gentle eyes. The evil thing had no wisdom, only chaos and madness.
"Look, I've made the gods come."
"Come! Come and become one with us, become part of the gods!"
Duma's face turned pale with fright at Meld's terrifying words, and she kept shaking her head.
"Mother!"
"What exactly did you do?"
"You did all this? This is how you said you would bring the gods down."
The Winged Queen Meld sat on a high throne that was constantly flowing with black mud, looking at Duma with evil and corrupt eyes.
"Duma."
"Are you questioning me or the gods?"
This is not the first time that Meld has used such words to pressure Duma. Every time, Duma will surrender under such questioning.
This time Duma did not give in at all, she shouted with great excitement.
"Mother."
"Are you crazy?"
The sharp voice penetrated the back of the ear and echoed throughout the palace, carrying Duma's despair and helplessness.
Duma is a sky angel, His Highness the Winged Man Duma.
At this moment, she seemed like a helpless little girl. She couldn't understand why her mother would do such a thing. She couldn't believe that the woman in front of her was Meld.
The Winged Queen Melde heard Duma's scream and was suddenly stunned.
At this moment, she suddenly regained some sense, and the evil and depravity on her face slowly receded.
She said to Duma with an indifferent expression on her face.
"I seem to have done something wrong."
"What came was not the real god. I polluted the power of the god."
"The gods do not need such sacrifices. From the beginning...two hundred years ago...we were wrong."
The Winged Queen suddenly stood up, and then her body was tightly entangled in the black mud. She stretched out her hand as if she wanted to touch Duma's face.
"Duma!"
"Find a true way to revive the gods!"
"You will do it, you can definitely do it."
Until this moment, she was still thinking about gods.
Duma shook her head: "Have you never thought that you are the queen of the Winged People?"
"What you did has completely destroyed the City of Glory and plunged everyone into disaster."
"Countless people will die next, and countless people will fall into despair and pain because of your madness.
Meld, Queen of the Winged Men, looked at Duma and told her daughter.
"I am the apostle of God first, and then the queen of the winged people."
Duma kept retreating: "I can't do it, I don't have that kind of power."
The Winged Queen looked at Duma and said, "You will do it."
"Duma!"
"because……"
The Winged Queen's voice became extremely excited, and she said with a vibrato.
"You are the daughter of God."
The Winged Queen's face fell into madness little by little, and that evil and depraved will once again took over everything in her.
"You are the child given to me by God!"
"Duma!"
"You are the descendant of the gods, come and merge with the gods!"
Duma watched helplessly as his mother's will was swallowed up and replaced by another evil and twisted consciousness.
And that evil existence wanted to keep him and devour her too.
"don't want."
She rushed out of the sky before the Winged Queen Meld completely fell, and flew away from the City of Glory with all the remaining Sky Envoys.
After flying higher, you can see that the black mud has swallowed up the entire Fenbulkin Mountain, completely submerging the Trial City at the foot of the mountain.
Countless winged people died in their sleep, and many of them turned into the lowest level of eagle demons.