It seems that there is some kind of dangerous and terrifying force that is going to climb out from the endless and distant place behind the surging time and space with a grin.

"The great eye is above, this is so beautiful!"

Obra turned her body, looked at the 'Tower of Dead Corpses' outside the door, took a deep breath of the bloody air, and exclaimed with obsession:

"The prelude to the Tigros Sabbat - the Holy Tower of Flesh and Blood!"

He slowly lowered his head, glanced at the governor kneeling on the ground with an evil smile, and said grimly:

"Isn't it beautiful, my father-in-law? This is an altar made with all the materials in your family."

The Governor lowered his head, breathing heavily and saying nothing.

"Do you know, I have been traveling for five hundred years for revenge!"

Obra lowered her head slightly and smiled evilly, "At this moment, when I see your whole family turning into this, and seeing your most beloved daughter, my beloved Fiora turning into this tattered state, I just...

"

He suddenly looked up to the sky with a ferocious expression and howled in pain: "Ahhhh!

"

The howl like a demon from hell revealed deep love and sadness.

This howl seemed to contain a very deep evil power, and it actually made the surrounding environment suddenly darken, and there were even whispers, low cries, and laughter that sounded like an old man and a child in the air.

Unexpectedly, just after roaring for a few seconds, Obra suddenly paused, slowly lowered his head, and showed an extremely strange expression to the governor who looked at him blankly.

His pale face covered with dense black lines was obviously filled with pain, but those dark eyes were filled with an extremely crazy smile:

"This kind of pain...hehehe, it's quite exciting!"

He said with some distress, "This body is still incomplete, and the humanity in my soul has not been completely eliminated.

Otherwise, with such severe heartache, I should have felt extremely happy, otherwise I would have screamed out in pain, which is really embarrassing."

"you……"

The Governor collapsed to the ground, pointed at Obra and trembled, "You madman! You are a madman!

"

"madman?"

Obra tilted her head and smiled slightly, "You know, in this bastard universe full of deception and oppression, being a madman is the best thing."

"Order is only momentary, chaos...is eternal!"

After saying this, he ignored this miserable old man from the O'Kang tribe and walked slowly out the door.

As she stepped, Obra whispered quietly:

"The jealousy, greed, vendetta, anger and despair in the city! All turned into miserable firewood, burned by the wild and dark fire ignited by the mediocre soul! I gave them the greatest meaning of existence in the world!"

He walked near the 'Tower of Dead Corpses' and suddenly picked up the bone cup, shook the silver liquid in the cup, and whispered softly:

"Dinners of Digro, brothers of my evil and cruel cult, I am willing to dedicate my hometown, my relatives and friends, and my people to you! Just to complete the secret ceremony!"

After singing, he suddenly poured the silver paste into his mouth.

Mumble!

Obra swallowed this large mouthful of vile liquid into her throat with difficulty.

Then, three rusty spikes were suddenly pulled out from the imaginary space equipment around his waist.

Bah!

Bah!

Obra brazenly inserted two spikes into her abdomen and chest, piercing them completely.

Silver blood gurgled out, but he did not show a trace of pain, instead grinning with a twisted smile.

Finally, under the horrified gaze of the governor behind him, he picked up the third spike and slowly pointed it at his forehead.

The old man murmured in a trembling voice: "You...are you going to commit suicide?!"

"Hey hey hey."

Obra turned her head and smiled evilly at him, then suddenly drove the dirty spikes into her head.

Phew!

Rotten silver brain fluid spewed wildly and was smeared all over the floor.

But Obra was not dead, and even spread her arms and flew into the sky instantly.

While flying back and forth, he chanted long and strange curses loudly.

When this curse reached the ears of the old governor below, he clearly couldn't understand it, but he felt that the meaning of the words was arrogantly entering his mind.

The sinister and evil power contained in it was almost ready to explode his head.

"Kill your own relatives, kill your own loved ones, and destroy your own clan.

The three grave sins are all on me."

Obra quickly flew thousands of meters into the air.

The chants in his mouth became more and more grand and deafening.

It even enveloped the entire city.

"I use evil as a curse, and pain becomes my strength.

Using sin as wages, the bitter soul becomes my consciousness.

All sins are mine!

All disasters are mine!

All the power belongs to me!

"

When she was flying to an altitude of 10,000 meters, Obra suddenly raised her hand and tore off all her eyelids. Blood surged violently, completely exposing her two eyeballs. She stared at the boundless sky and roared wildly:

"Great Eye, please look at me!

Make me reborn! Make me strong!

"

Buzz——

In an instant, the sky was obscured by the endless night.

In this dark night sky, a huge eye suddenly opened and looked coldly at the earth.

"Is this...the end of the world?!"

The governor collapsed to the ground helplessly, staring blankly at the sky.

I felt that the huge scarlet hole was filled with malice and ferocity that made my whole body shiver.

It is as if the abyss of purgatory in myths and legends is boiling and fermenting in it, pouring the boundless darkness and evil into this tiny planet.

"Uh... uh..."

The governor stared at the sky, his whole body stiff, and suddenly his body trembled violently, his eyes suddenly lost sight, and he fell to the ground helplessly.

die.
Chapter completed!