Qihuang, who had just walked out of the hospital with Novia, subconsciously raised his head and looked at the huge egg in the dark sky. These few words were filled with a hint of nostalgia and hatred. Perhaps he was thinking about the days that had tortured Francesca for more than a hundred years. "It's time for me to take action again." Novia stopped holding the girl's hand and patted her shoulder. "Just go to the place I tell you." Afterwards, he disappeared, and the people around him seemed to be unaware of what had happened and continued to live their normal lives as usual. And high in the sky, it seemed as if an eternal rainbow light was flowing continuously and rising into the sky. ..... Listen attentively. There was a sound of silence. In the distant past, all human beings worshipped gods and prayed for protection.
Because at that time, the world belonged to the gods, and the rules of the planets were determined by the gods' cognition. Even the "resurrection" that is regarded as a miracle today was just something that could be seen everywhere at that time. So, what about the gods who have been abandoned by humans? Where did the god of origin of the Canaan region go after being forgotten by humans? "Ahh, I have finally arrived again." A breath of magical power mixed with red and black blew on the inner surface of the eggshell. The surface blooms with beautiful blue and golden textures that match human's conception of the birth of gods. The lines become more and more shiny and gradually overflow. Then, whether it was a trick or a magic, as the dark space flowed, the overflowing texture turned into smaller eggs, all floating around the egg, breaking one by one, and countless flies' wings flapped the air, making a creepy buzzing sound. As the flies' wings fluttered faster and faster, the fluorescence on the cocoon became brighter and brighter, as if there was a flame burning inside. The huge egg that attracted attention in the pure darkness could be described as a "crack". It is not a 'separated realm' such as day and night, light and darkness, but a 'harmonious realm' based on standing on the same standpoint. Although it does not reach the distinction between magic and sorcery, it is a watershed that divides beings more heterogeneous than humans and beasts. In other words, it is like an ambiguous boundary of dusk and dawn. Rather than being a deliberate division, it can be described as a dark center point created by the convergence of the mixed pigments. To give an example, it is like the ambiguous place that can make people think of the realm of prosperity and poverty, the realm of hell and the human world, the realm of happiness and pain, and the darkness and light. The flies that represent disease seem to be roaring at this moment, baring their sharp teeth to the world. Boiling germs. Crazy desire. Proliferative disease. Hundreds of meters above the city that was to be the Holy Grail Battlefield, there was a body that was about to be born, with a shell of disease and a desire that could be said to be hateful towards humanity itself. It once existed as a god, but now it exists as a demon, yet it is also a thing that will eventually climb out of the bottomless depths and return.
Some things, even if they have long been forgotten by humans and the planet, are still firmly engraved in the world. The god born from the ancient land of Canaan, the so-called king of the world who has the power over all things, the main god who controls everything, the one who walks on the clouds— Baal. The so-called Canaan is worth referring to the Palestinian region in West Asia, an ancient ethnic mythological group commonly known by the name "Canaan" in the Bible. The scope of its mythology covers Palestine, Phoenicia, Syria, northern Mesopotamia, Tyre, Sidon, Bibl and other places, including Jews, Canaanites, Aramaeans, Amorites, Phoenicians and others. In Canaanite, Baal means "Lord", a god who is believed in. There is not only one Baal, but different Baals in different regions, including the Lord of the Jews. The most powerful Baal is Baal-Hadad. The Baal in the Old Testament refers to Baal-Hadad. Baal-Hadad is the god of the sun, agriculture, fertility, and thunder. Its legend spread to the Mediterranean and Greece with the commercial activities of the Phoenicians, and gradually evolved into Palestine, which was one of the prototypes of the Greek god Zeus. However, in the New Testament of the Bible, there is no trace of Baal, only Beelzebub, the king of demons. Beelzebub, that is, 'Baal-Zebub', Zebub means prince. Some say he is the son of Baal-Hadad, while others say Baal-Zebub is Baal-Hadad. In short, they have a deep connection. The reason why Beelzebub has the title of King of Dunghill and King of Flies is that Baal-Hadad is the god of agriculture, and his dung pile as fertilizer symbolizes abundance. Following this lineage, the Greek god Zeus also has the nickname of one who avoids flies. It can be said that this pagan god-king who is peripheral to the church has spread his notoriety widely in the Christian world and is famous throughout the world. His existence is the most powerful manifestation of the monotheism's degradation, stigmatization, and demonization of pagan gods. "The wrath of the calamity, the punishment of the black smoke, the jubilation, the desire, the depravity, are engraved in me - the wrath of the seven deadly sins." "I will enter the city of endless pain, the pit of eternal misery, and the crowd of people who will never recover, in order to promote the noble creation of divine power, divine consciousness, and divine love. I will last forever with heaven and earth—" It was a horrible sound, a mixture of all the dirty, unpleasant sounds in the world. Yet it is also a beautiful sound, as if it were a divine song brought together by the world’s best instruments and performers. This voice that seamlessly reconciles the two extremes is a deadly poison in the form of sound, as if as long as one hears it, one's reason will be shattered and one's soul will collapse. It spreads through the atmosphere, eroding and corroding everything in the world. At this moment, the buzzing sound of flies in the black sea seemed to take shape, and endless "lips" emitted alien screams. The shouts turned into waves of magic that eroded the space and cracked it. It was equivalent to a declaration that there would be no more sleeping, no more wavering, no more waiting, and that the "revenge" action was about to be carried out. Then, there was a sharp and piercing cracking sound, and a tiny crack appeared on the eggshell, and a hand stretched out from the green filth. Soon, a woman who looked like Francesca emerged from the huge eggshell. The only difference between them was that her clothes were blue and golden, representing gorgeous colors, and her eyes were green like a fly's compound eyes. It was a humanoid creature, and at first glance, it looked like a cute girl that fit one's imagination. But this is in stark contrast to its essence, which is undoubtedly a scam. Its essence is an abyss that contains countless evil and disgusting things. It is the devil of hell in human form. "Then what I shall do——" At this moment, the Queen of Flies paused, and as if by instinct, she realized that something with amazing power was about to appear here. At the same time, a dense ball of magic broke through the darkness, attacked the Lord of the Flies, and passed through the sky shrouded in darkness. It only took a moment, as fast as light, and its traces remain at an indelible speed.
And Enkidu, who was in the forest outside the snowy city, was looking at the sky where there was no trace of magic left after the light. "Well, I am just a servant walking with the Master on earth." The green-haired beauty stroked the sleeping silver wolf and smiled calmly at the scene that seemed only visible to Servants and Masters. Enkidu knew that the reason why his body was now filled with endless magic power was because of Novia. That person seemed to be able to create the entire world with magic alone. At this moment, cold sweat ran down the back of the Fly King, because an inexplicable breath slowly came here. "What....." Indeed, that was a sign that had been felt before. But there is a decisive difference. In order to confirm the true nature of that sense of disharmony, at that moment— "Time" has completely stopped. It doesn't mean that one's consciousness has been accelerated to the limit and the subjective world has stopped functioning, but that this space has actually come to a stop. Who is this person? Could it be that Satan got there first? But how could that guy stop my time instantly? The King of Flies has doubts. Although he is now a demon, he was once the pinnacle of a pantheon. In a corresponding form, the sound echoed in the darkness. "Would you like to introduce yourself? However, you really look exactly like Francesca. Why is that? You must have been summoned by her." To the Queen of Flies, this voice seemed to lead her consciousness to rise into the sky involuntarily, so the Queen of Flies explained in a very proper manner: "Yes, that guy is my incarnation in the human world, but due to some accident, he became the human form of Ate, the Greek goddess of madness who has already integrated into human madness. Later, due to various things, the proportion of Baal in her body is relatively high..." Now, Beelzebub is completely different from the crazy attitude when he first broke out of his shell. He is unusually gentle. "According to human rules, the elements in her body are Baal 6, Ate 2, and Beelzebub 2, while mine is Baal 2, Beelzebub 8, and Ate 0. However, she has already offered her body as a sacrifice and called for my arrival." What are Kama and Mara? "I see. In that case, could you please——" The moment these words fell, Beelzebub's world was enveloped in a strong flash of light. And along with the birth of the flash, Novia's figure also appeared, and there was also an extremely grand light extending around him. With a delay of a few seconds, the light fell, like a waterfall of light, the light of death sprinkled on the swarm of flies around Beelzebub. "Go back to hell." “…Wow, how can I put this.” Beelzebub did not feel any dissatisfaction with Novia's obvious intention to expel him. Instead, he smiled as before. "To you, I feel like I failed in business competition and was forced to work in a rival company, then met a boss who disagreed with the big boss, and left on my own. Although the big boss said that we have drawn a clear line and have nothing to do with each other from now on, and there is no need to continue to help, but as employees, we just listen to such words. Who would really believe it? It's just angry words. If you really believe it, you might be fired one day because your left foot stepped into hell first..."
"You talk too much." "Of course. We finally meet, so I have to say a few more words of greeting. This will be convenient in the future. Ah, you are so great and terrifying." "Really?" Novia smiled, "I'm afraid it's more than that." "You're joking. How could I have the idea of—" Facing Beelzebub's playful smile, the silver-haired young man remained calm. He circulated high-density magic power to distort the space around him, combining it into a multi-structured ether magic cannon, which was displayed one by one around Beelzebub. "Tell me, what are you stalling for?" "That won't do." Beelzebub shook his head matter-of-factly. "As a demon, the contract cannot be exposed. We are still very principled. Besides, the so-called demon is actually a misunderstanding of humans. In the final analysis, it is just an equal exchange." "You intend to have Alcides successfully make a wish to the Holy Grail, so that your essence, 'Hercules', will disappear from this planet, right?" "Hahaha, how could that be? You really think too much. How could I care about such a trivial matter? I really just want to see you so much..." Beelzebub's smile could even be described as innocent. Novia responded with a wave of light that threatened to kill her entire body. “Ahhhh, it’s so hot and cold, it’s so numb, ahhhhhh——” The Lord of the Flies screamed as if he was helpless, and then his body lost all signs of movement in the light, leaving only a pile of wreckage. But the next second— With a calm expression, she reappeared in front of the wreckage she had just discarded, slowly clapping her hands and weaving words of praise for Novia. "If I had appeared as Beelzebub, I might have already kneeled down to serve you and become your pet, but——" The girl, standing on the fake piece of meat and pool of blood, looked up at the flies that began to appear around her again, and continued with satisfaction, "I am Baalzebub, so I hate it. I was abandoned after all, abandoned by my home planet, ruthlessly infected by my home planet, abandoned by human faith... It is amazing that this planet has been plunged into an unprecedented disaster. Ah, it is really amazing. Don't you think this is a wonderful thing?" To be honest, Novia was not quite sure what kind of disputes had arisen between the Canaanite pantheon and the biblical system in the Type-Moon world in the past. After all, the Canaanite pantheon had already been replaced in the first century, and the biggest dispute between him and Judaism was over the people who had made the "covenant". But if we look at the research of people today, the existence of the stigma of Beelzebub is the most powerful manifestation of the monotheistic religion's devaluation, stigmatization and demonization of pagan gods... This was also the reason why he hoped that Beelzebub would leave voluntarily in the beginning, because he felt a little embarrassed. But now that the King of Flies has done this, Novia doesn't care about the disgrace or not. If you have any problems, go to the Dove. It was Him who destroyed your Canaanite god completely, and it has nothing to do with him. It was enough for him to give this guy some respect now. The silver-haired young man walked forward steadily, step by step, amid the swarm of flies... and finally arrived in front of Beelzebub. Beelzebub knew that he could not be the opponent, so he gave up the chance to resist. Then, Novia asked again in an extremely calm tone: "You should also know that this world is not the real world. It is just a trial world that I created. Even if you delay time, they will not be able to succeed." "If you can't do something, you must give it up even if you don't say so. I learned this from you. What's more, death is not something that comes suddenly, but is contained in all things at the moment of birth. Birth and death are like cause and effect." Baalzebub raised his green compound eyes and said calmly,
"If you have to sacrifice creatures other than yourself for your own survival, then being killed is simply because you think the killer is evil... This kind of weakness is the absolute 'evil'. If you want to find out who is responsible, shouldn't you blame the one who has no power? If you can't protect yourself, then being killed and forgotten is only natural. Being strong is the prerequisite for everything, whether it is doing evil or exercising so-called justice." ".......I cannot cure your revenge, because you who crave revenge do not agree with the world that has forgotten you. But even so, I still hope to cure your revenge, because it was me who smeared and humiliated you into a bloody and terrifying demon king in the New Testament." As he spoke, he stretched out his left hand. A dazzling light emanated from the silver-haired young man's hands. Finally, an object appeared in Novia's hand as if out of thin air. It is the original holy sword that merged with the Demon Sword and the True World.