He saw 'Kieran' mouthing the words.
Braid was stunned.
While Braid was stunned for a moment, the "Kieran" before him turned into nothingness, vanishing from the black shackles.
Maybe Braid was different from normal people in some aspects.
But his strength was real.
Otherwise, he wouldn't be the one in charge of this plan.
The moment 'Kieran' vanished, Braid didn't even turn around or turn around. He took a step forward and jumped onto the altar.
Huuu!
A black, gelatinous liquid gushed out from his back like an underground pipe that had burst open. It enveloped Kieran, who had appeared behind him, completely.
It was different from the previous shackles.
This time, the black gelatinous liquid was highly corrosive.
After being splashed on 'Kieran', 'Kieran' turned into a black-skinned, red-eyed skeleton within a breath's time.
After touching the highly corrosive liquid, Bloody Mary's skeletal face showed a mocking smile.
"Demon!"
Braid's frenzied voice roared.
"Damn it!"
Braid's cold voice declared.
However, it only brought more mockery from 'Bloody Mary'.
It raised its hand and pointed at the surroundings.
The dense black energy was boiling.
The negative energy that blocked the sunlight and corroded life started to swirl.
Vortex after vortex formed on the flat ground.
The storm came.
A storm formed by negative energy rose from the ground.
The wails of the dead.
The angry roars of evil spirits.
Death followed like a shadow.
Life was gone forever.
"A High Demon? Are you trying to scare me?
"Don't you know that this is the stage I've built? Is there anything that happens here that I don't know?"
Braid's frenzied voice roared.
The cold voice didn't say anything, as if it was beneath him to speak.
But someone spoke.
And it wasn't just one.
"Scare you? You damn bastard, who do you think you are talking to? "
"Is it necessary? It's tiring. "
"It doesn't look tasty at all."
"Too bad it's too ugly!"
"I like his coat, I want it too!"
"Why don't I have such an altar?"
"Hmph!"
One sentence, one person.
It gradually revealed itself in the storm of negative energy.
Every time a person appeared, the negative energy in Ciaran City would weaken a little.
It didn't dissipate. Instead, it gathered again.
Like a whale swallowing water, the negative energy that permeated the entire city was gathering in the square in the center of the city.
To be more precise, they were gathering around the seven 'people'.
The storm grew fiercer.
Black lightning tore through the sky and earth.
The sky was tainted and lost its light.
The earth was infected and lost its vitality.
The black negative energy was even more violent than before, robbing the lives of countless living beings.
But …
The seven 'people' in the eye of the storm were so comfortable.
On the other hand, the violent storm of negative energy was docile and docile to the 'people' inside.
Like a loyal slave facing his master.
They selflessly offered themselves.
They used him as nourishment.
It nourished the evilest original sin in the world.
Everything was following the rules of the world.
Seven figures, seven of them with the same appearance.
Seven seemingly identical Kieran.
However, they had seven different temperaments.
Amidst the storm of negative energy, they were staring at Braid.
The wicked aura.
The gaze of the cardinal sins.
Braid, who was arrogant and clamoring a moment ago, was frozen on the spot. His body felt like it was frozen.
Starting from his heart, the coldness seeped into the deepest part of his soul and spread to every part of his body.
It froze his soul completely.
Bloody Mary smiled.
Like a well-mannered actor, it bowed and expressed its gratitude to the 'audience' around it, and then disappeared.
Its mission was completed.
The stage was left for Lust, Greed, Gluttony, Sloth, Wrath, Envy, and Pride.
The seven cardinal sins were wreaking havoc in the place with their own thoughts.
Naturally, the mystical individuals from the Old Southern Country were the targets to be ravaged.
Lust was smiling faintly, searching for a handsome target.
Greed and Envy were instigating the obsession in the target's heart.
Wrath seized the opportunity to strike.
Gluttony and Sloth worked together. Those chosen targets soon forgot everything else, only knowing to eat and sleep.
However, the mystical individuals from the Old Southern Country didn't notice anything unusual about themselves.
They thought it was what they should pursue.
They started to forget their dogma and succumbed to their own desires.
They cheered and shouted.
Their life was fading away.
They welcomed death.
"L-Ancestor of Spirits!"
Braid spat out the two words with difficulty.
It wasn't a fanatical voice.
It wasn't a cold voice either.
It was a voice that truly belonged to Braid.
It had been a long time since Braid used his own voice.
It was because of his birth and also because of his faction.
The path that he chose made it impossible for him to maintain his true self.
Although he might be able to accomplish the feat that no one in his faction could, the scene before his eyes told him that everything was over.
It wasn't just his years of scheming, it was also his ambition.
Everything was ruined when the Ancestor of Spirits appeared before him.
"Barry!
"Bastard!"
I will make sure you die a horrible death!
And you all!
Even if you are the Ancestor of Spirits, it will be the same! "
Fanaticism, coldness, and a true voice, three voices came out from Braid's mouth in unison.
Then …
Bang!
Braid's scarred head exploded just like that.
Two glittering crystals flew out of Braid's head.
KABOOM!
The crystal that flew out exploded almost as soon as it came into contact with the air.
Braid, who had only lost his head but still had his body, had completely disappeared in the explosion.
Not just his body, even the items that he brought with him vanished without a trace.
But on the wall of the bank in Ciaran City.
Or more precisely, on the wall of the former temple, the portraits of the Gods started to shine in a light that didn't belong to the mortal world.
One after another, the portraits lit up.
Then, they were extinguished one after another.
In the end, only the most complete portrait was completely lit up.
One of the three heads was holding a scale in one hand and a spear in the other. The God of Man, Lion, and Serpent slowly walked out from the portrait.
The figure was illusory and unreal.
It looked like the man's head with a veil covering his eyes.
"Judgement!"
The illusory figure shouted loudly.
The man, lion, and serpent heads roared at the sky.
The roar was deafening.
But at the next moment, it was covered up.
KABOOM!
A blazing figure fell down from the sky like a falling meteor.
Blazing flame.
Greatsword.
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