I Am God!

City of Glory.

In front of the gushing spring and the heavy gate, beautiful sky envoys descended one after another and saluted the female sky envoy 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 rough 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 rope in every aspect of their daily life, weaving it into nets to catch fish, using it on boats, using it on vehicles, and also using it in their daily lives.”

"They used the cloth to make clothes, pockets, quilts, all kinds of things."

The angels in the sky are very curious about the skills 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 Aiweier will put on clothes and go out. Thick weaving, an item promoted by King Smerkel, has indeed been completely integrated into every aspect of the snake people's life.

Duma and the angels in the sky said: "Gentlemen, these things are not complicated."

“What they can do, we can do, and precisely because they are simple and ordinary, they apply 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 much more than the coarse woven fabrics.

"So sweet."

"Is this what the snake people eat?"

"How they made it."

Many people have changed their views on the snake people race.

Since it can produce such food and wine, it must be 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 what they had observed.

That's why she brought them 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 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!"

The 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. It was packed in a made wooden box.

This is a sword that is said to come from the Light City on the giant island of Ruhe and was forged by an alchemist.

She wanted to give it to her mother, Her Majesty the Winged Queen.

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 aisle 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 reveal his head and did not let Duma in.

"Did you accomplish what I asked you to do?"

What Meld said 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 Seraph Sky Angel, and together with the Winged Demon she controls and a whole team of Sky Angels, it is enough to form a huge deterrent to the city-state of Aiweier.

But Duma obviously had her own plans. She had no intention of making the atmosphere tense from the beginning. She still hoped to get to know each other first and get a good start with the city-state of Ewell.

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 Glory 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 had thought, but set off alone with the Winged Demon.

"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. Meld, the ordinary winged queen, was aloof and cold, even when she was angry, she had a cold connotation.

She had never seen her mother so out of sorts.

At this time, Meld's voice had already come out from inside, with rebuke.

"You're 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 that her mother held her tightly in her arms and regarded 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, and she talked to Melde 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 become 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.

Her steps were relatively steady at first, but then she left running.

The door to the palace slowly opened, and one hand picked up the box Duma placed at the door.

Winged Queen Melde looked at the gift Duma gave her and gently touched the wooden box with her fingers.

"Duma!"

In the light shining through the high windows, one can see that the Winged Queen's appearance 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.

In the entire dormitory.

The walls, roofs, and floors were crawling 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. Tough black threads penetrated the entire dormitory, and the ground was paved with something like asphalt.

The whole room smelled 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 slowly rust 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 calm indifference on Meld's face disappeared, and 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 one of intoxication and fascination.

Still faintly.

With a sinister 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 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 chanted 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 believe anyone in this world.

She wanted to make sure God's coming was foolproof.

"Crash!" The strong wind beat on the roof of the Glory Temple, beating the buildings on the mountain peak wildly.

In the palace, Queen Meld of the Winged Man 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 now merged into one in Meld.

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 exceeded the mortal level. If it is not directly revealed, it will be difficult for mortals to feel the power of myth that affects everything.

"God!"

"Use my body to come to this world!"

"Bring light to this world, bring morning and dusk to this world, bring radiant 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 in the sky is still there, and the lights in the palace are still there.

The light disappeared.

Meld hugged the things 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 lump 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.

Rather, it is a filthy lump of flesh, a symbol of 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 myth that continuously flowed out black mud to pollute 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.

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,

It may have been the moment when she was pregnant with the child of Myth.

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 looked up.

Meld saw a spiritual door located in the dream world.

Under the spiritual door, there was also a sea of ​​black mud. The black mud kept entangled upwards and entangled 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 eroded the light of gods with mortal desires and evil greed.

"No!"

"I polluted the gods with my own hands. What did I do?"

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."

"That's not what I want to do."

But at this time, Meld suddenly felt that his body could not move.

She looked back.

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, that's how it should be."

Melder shouted desperately: "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 Light for 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 curved.

"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 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 feathered monsters emerged from the black mud.

These monsters have no hands, claws on their lower bodies, and bird-like heads on their upper bodies.

The huge and heavy wings dragged on the ground. The black wings were as hard as steel and exuded a dark luster.

Just a moment.

These sky angels are corrupted and polluted.

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 eagle demon.

These eagle demons have lost their minds, their wisdom overwhelmed by madness.

"Chirp!"

They leapt into the sky and hovered in the heavy rain.

And more black mud rushed out of the channel and spurted outside.

The 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 it burst open.

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 let out an exclamation.

As soon as she finished speaking, she wanted to step forward.

She felt something surge up under her feet and wrap around her legs.

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 realize that the entire glorious city had been submerged in black mud.

Duma's pupils dilated for an instant, 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 spiritual 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 that gathered together rolled up huge waves towards the sky as if it had become conscious, 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 cried out in despair.

But before Duma could fly down to save them, they were entangled in the black mud and pulled into the darkness.

Duma saw a group of eagle 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 rushing at the front, and the eagle demon immediately roared in pain.

Duma dodged the opponent's attack and fled towards higher ground.

When the opponent is close, strike with your backhand.

"God's Spell: Sword of Light!"

The light gathered into a sword and swung down as Duma controlled it.

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.

Not like a sky angel.

Instead, the upper body looks like a human, and the lower body looks like a bird with sharp claws.

However, the moment the winged man's body appeared, 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 changed into 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 eagle demons.

The sky angels saw their companions transforming 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 was anxious, and she 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 tangle with the Winged Demon. She avoided it 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 one wall after another and appeared in Meld's palace.

When she saw her mother, Meld had become one with the black mud.

The lower body of this eight-winged Sky Master 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 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 a tone of disbelief.

"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 brought the gods down."

"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 were going to 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 Melde.

Winged Queen Melde heard Duma's scream and suddenly froze.

At this moment, she suddenly regained some sense, and the evil and depravity on her face slowly receded.

She said to Duma with a cold 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 do it."

Until this moment, she was still thinking about God.

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 backing away: "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 a 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.

"No!" Duma shouted, knowing that the matter was irreversible.

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 Fenbulkein 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.