: 1445 The upcoming paradise

At the same time, in the depths of the shrine on the peak of the mountain covered by snow and ice, a room full of machinery and instruments, a group of world-famous Red Devils gathered here.
Headed by Hekati, Xiu Denan and Beilu Peolu.
Among the three pillars, the girl who was hailed as the great imperial witch was kneeling in front of the imperial poem, and prayed with her eyes closed. The general’s Xiu Denan was holding a steel gun and staying beside him, even Belle Peorou’s The body is entwined with the special treasure chain of the lord, holding his arm and standing there quietly.
In addition to the three pillars, there are three people in the devil.
"exiting_times (exciting moments)!!!"
With the Domino's Dantario, the professor's demon, like a funny clown, constantly waving his arms.
"It’s almost here... It’s almost coming... I’m waiting for the dream of the
Fancy Dress Party
to be realized... I’m almost here...

Fei Kelu is also sweating because of excessive tension and joy.
"It turns out that this is all the royal poems?"
Shabrak was also present, holding his arms, leaning against the pillars in the corner, staring at the constant rotation of the melting pot and stirring a variety of free-style sacred poems.
The presence of these six Red World devils can almost be called "masquerade" with the most contact with the core secrets, or the most executed characters.
In the free-flowing melting pot that everyone is watching, the whereabouts of the zero-time fans have long since disappeared.
Because the dark flame has completely covered it.
The black flame is so snarled throughout the imperial poem, and releases an invisible pressure.
It is because of the pressure that is getting stronger and stronger, and everyone will gather here.
In order to meet the great existence that is coming.
Until a moment, Black Katie suddenly opened his eyes.
"coming…"
This kind of voice has just been passed on...
"Hey!"
The vibration is echoed from the sacred poems.
The invisible power passed through the space like a ripple, letting the intense pressure suddenly burst into the space as if it had been detonated.
"!?"
All the devils in the scene were all shocked, and then they couldn’t respond to the reaction, and they fell to the ground.
That is the reaction from instinct.
"Hey!"
"professor!"
Dantario and Domino became more excited about this and one was panicked.
"Oh... actually let me down because of the pressure?...?"
Shabrak tried to struggle to get up after reacting, but under the suppression of invisible power fluctuations, he did not succeed for a long time, and he was shocked.
"Ah...ah..."
Fei Kelu even exaggerated and sighed, and shed tears of emotion.
As for the three pillars, it is to maintain a single kneeling position, Qi Qi's head bowed forward.
Then, in the Royal Psalm, the black flame stopped expanding.
They are like having a life, flowing little by little, and pouring out the sacred poems, gathering in front of the demon kings.
In the black flame that gathered together, a figure appeared slowly.
"Hey..."
The black flame seemed to converge, and it penetrated into the body and disappeared.
"Hey..."
The invisible pressure echoing in the air is also gradually disappearing, and eventually it is calm.
Until then, the talents saw the body of the figure in front of them.
That is the back of a teenager.
黝 black skin.
Pure white short hair.
Covered with a mysterious pattern of arms.
The sacred and evil coexistence that exudes in the body.
Looking at the boy, Bello Peorou first raised his head.
In addition to the eyes wearing the goggles, there are fanatical and agitated feelings in the other two eyes.
"Congratulations to the return of the lord!"
In the beginning of the repressed ecstasy of Belle Peorou, the people present, except Shabrak and Dantali, who are not affiliated with the "masquerade", are all respectfully presented with surrender. ceremony.
"Congratulations to the return of the lord!"
The neat shouts made the whole space begin to have a solemn atmosphere.
The teenager just like a wake up, slowly raised his head.
Then, the arms that were covered with lines were lifted up and displayed in front of them. It seemed to confirm the general feeling of the body, and the grip was little by little.
In this process, whether it is Sanzhuchen, Fei Kelu, Shabrak and even the chattering Danta Lio, all of them closed their mouths and did not say a word.
"Ah…"
After a while, the voice of the teenager will resound.
"It’s finally a successful reconstruction of this body..."
That is completely inconsistent with the shape of the juvenile, just like the thick voice that came out from the abyss.
With such a voice, the boy finally turned around.
If the party is here, you will be able to recognize the owner of the face.
Because, that face, the party has not seen it.
It is called Amakusa Shiro.
"awesome…"
The teenager who used to be a celestial apocalypse in the past gave a joyful voice.
It is not a voice full of faith and perseverance as in the past, but a voice full of wild desires, domineering and indescribable desires.
Even the eyes of the incomparable will who have experienced the incomparable will have been replaced by a very strong impulse that is like a burning flame.
That way, it is no longer the steadfast attitude of the saints who have passed through all the sufferings, but a master who is willing to wave the butcher's knife in order to open up the road ahead.
Looking at such a ally, Belo Peorou’s heart can’t help but be overjoyed.
Even the eyes of Heikki and Shudnan have wavered, regardless of the still excited Fikru, the grinning Danta Leo and the silent watch of Shabrak, and Bellepe. Ou Lu, together, sounded out.
"I swear here, I will wait for the three loyal ministers to place your loyalty and your own existence on your life!"
"The great lord "the snake of the ritual" Amakusa Shiro!

It is said that the teenager known as Amakusa Shiro smiled.
"Haha...hahaha...hahahahahahahahaha!"
Like being dominated by the ambitions in the chest, the deafening laughter went straight into the sky and echoed over the entire peak of the mountain.
Here, from the halls of the temple to the vast snow outside, countless red-age apostles with various shapes have also made their voices.
"Hey!"
The cheers of the clouds screamed, together with the laughter of the sky, swaying the whole world, the whole world.
Here, the creation of God has recovered.
Its voice was passed into the ears of countless Red Apostles in a second.
"Come on! Compatriots with Yu Zhitong!"
"Now is the moment of our fighting!"
"For the upcoming paradise, raise your arms!"
The cheers, once again, resounded for a long time.