She recalled what Gus had said about the past and realized that it was all true!
Many monsters in the distance are cheering.
They usually wear human skins and travel around various countries to dominate the world, but today they have taken off their disguises to participate in the feast and witness this sacred scene.
The joy engraved in their souls makes the monsters vent their emotions in various ways.
"The moment has arrived."
“The great moment of sacrifice.”
"Every 216 years, at the banquet time, an eclipse is coming!"
"They are coming, the kings among us who are beyond ordinary people!"
"Four guardian angels are coming!!"
The earth shook, and a huge woman's face emerged among billions of heads, then slowly stood up.
The naked body carries endless temptation, the plump and hot body is not covered at all, emitting the impulse signal of reproduction, the snake-like hair exudes the toxin of corruption, and the devil wings behind reveal the inhuman identity. The angel's huge body makes the people of the Eagle Group feel extremely afraid.
This is the Middle Finger Yucca, but for some reason there is a burnt mark on the face of this demon, which greatly reduces her alluring beauty.
Then, the ring finger Ubik also emerged from the ghosts.
The short man has eyes filled like sunglasses and always has a mocking smile on his face. When he floats in the air, he makes a terrifying laugh.
This demon god controls the kingdom of the environment. Today, he has several permanent scars on his body, with red electric lights flashing on them.
Then Pinky Conrad came on stage.
A huge head emerged from the countless twisted lumps of flesh and blood in the tide of corpses, occupying half of the entire body.
The lower body has a spiral invagination.
Finally, there is Thumb Boyd, who is also the archangel.
The strange appearance of the man with exposed brain, no ears, no skin on the lower half of the face, exposed nose, gums, and chin, and eyelids sewn together with thread foreshadows his horror.
The demon god, who was suspected to be a great sage, had a golden palm print on his body that was particularly eye-catching.
The huge bodies of the four divine hands occupied half of the sky, leaving only the remnants of the sun hanging in the sky.
How could a human being not think that a god or a demon had appeared when seeing this scene?
Chapter 146 The Choice of the Two
Archangel Boyd also made a loud voice.
“It’s not easy to gather here.”
What he said was true. The four lunatics in the Netherworld were endlessly searching for the traces of the devil.
Fortunately, the angels' omnipresence allows them to avoid those things that are neither human nor divine.
"Gods created by man, and lambs who cannot become gods, please fully enjoy this sacred night sacrifice."
"O Eagle, the Son of God chosen according to the law of cause and effect."
"You are the chosen one, and your presence here at this moment can prove it!"
"You are the one chosen by the hand of our great God, our blood relative, the blessed king longed for by all!"
Along with the oracle delivered by Boyd, Griffith also saw countless images in his eyes.
But the people of the Eagle Group could not accept it at all.
It turned out to be the hell summoned by the captain, and Griffith turned out to be the next demon!
In the shock, even the tide of monsters was ignored, and everyone was looking at the thin, miserable, masked leader.
Casca first looked at Griffith, then at an abnormal person, Guts.
The impulsive guy hasn't moved since he entered this space, as if his body was frozen.
He did not help Griffith who was close to him, and he did not panic even when the four devils appeared. He did not show any angry reaction even when the other party said that Griffith was the son of God. It was really abnormal.
he……
Guts suddenly drew his sword and pointed it at the sky, with sadness and anger in his eyes.
I want to say something, but I can't.
The person who summons the devil is your best friend in front of you.
He had thought about whether this situation would happen on his way to Midland, but when it really happened, his inner defenses were still broken.
The four demon gods did not care about the provocation of the ants. This is the case with every sacrifice. The ignorant are fearless.
Ordinary people who don't understand the meaning of angels' existence... huh?
Not only the archangel, but the other three angels also felt something was wrong.
Is it him?
Boyd's causal shield was broken, and the fish finally broke through the water.
But the bigger problem is that Guts's existence is highly consistent with a certain man's whereabouts. What if the alien space is once again...
The four demons hurriedly looked towards the southern continent. Relying on their ability to control space, they were relieved after seeing Noah who was still being stopped by the Emperor of Terror.
It's just a fish, let it be a sacrifice.
Ignoring the provocation of the ants, the four demons continued to explain to the fifth hand of God what the Overlord's Egg was and what a sacrifice was.
Endless monsters surrounded the Eagle Group, and humans have been put on the altar.
Fear, tremble, struggle, and offer your final value.
What was even more unbelievable to the Eagle Group was that the person who put them on the altar was actually... Griffith!
The weak eagle did not respond to the members' gazes.
There was no trace of this group of people in his life from the beginning to the end. Only Guts was...
But why didn't Gus look at him, why wasn't he shocked, why didn't he refute, why didn't he care?
This made Griffith even more devastated.
The Archangel ignored all this and continued with the process.
"Everything is in the cycle of cause and effect, and everything is a predetermined result."
"Your life is something woven towards this sacred eclipse. Start now!"
"Execute, demon-subduing ritual!"
The earth roared, and the hand of God composed of countless human heads rose up. The huge arm carried Griffith straight into the sky. Of course, Guts was also beside him this time and was not thrown away.
The two of them rose to the highest point together, in front of the remnants of the sun, and countless human faces in the sky were clearly visible.
Facing the demon on four fingers, Guts still remained silent.
The demons didn't care. This might be a good material for an entertaining side show. It would be fun to watch the depravity of mankind.
Ubik floated in front of the fifth one and started the illusion, so that Femont would see his true self.
Little did he know that at this moment, the domineering aura in Guts' body began to tremble and he followed in.
He saw the vision that Griffith had set when he was a child, saw the corpses all over the ground, and saw the city in the sky.
The young man walked forward on the sea of blood and corpses, heading towards higher places.
"The one who aimed at the castle in the sky and kept pushing the bodies to the top was Griffith himself."
Guts clenched the Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand. He knew Griffith better than Griffith did, and this was indeed his best friend's own choice.
He has never been a perfect person, and his rationality of sacrificing everything for his dream is frightening.
Of course, I am the only one who has seen this side.
White Eagle has only revealed his true side in front of himself.
The next choice is what makes Guts nervous. He knows that the demon is not omnipotent, and only the man himself can choose whether to sacrifice himself.
Therefore, until now, this branded warrior has not figured out how to face the next situation.
On one side are the remnants of dreams, a broken body, an irrecoverable body, and completely lost dignity.
On one side is the city in the sky, a healthy body, supreme divine power, and dreams.
…It was really cruel to ask Griffith to make this choice.
While capturing the apostles on the mainland, Guts witnessed too many tragedies.
It seems that everyone has reasons to sacrifice for ambition and desire, but he just scoffs at such things.
But Griffith is different.
To be honest, Guts is not a person with a strong moral bottom line, and he is the least likely of Noah's many disciples to infect others with his fire.
If Griffith chose to sacrifice King Midlan and the group of nobles, he would not stop it at all, and would even help capture them.
But sacrificing himself and the members of the Eagle Group is an unforgivable betrayal.
But the objects of sacrifice must be humans with specific connections.
At this moment, it was not only Eagle who was being tortured, but also Guts himself.
The more you know, the more painful it is, and even your anger is no longer pure.
This is a dispute over feelings, paths, and dreams.
So the Branded Warrior, who had always been decisive in killing, did not move at all and just looked at his best friend wearing the mask.
"Griffith...Griffith...Griffith!!!"
Griffith was also quietly looking at the person opposite him.
His eyes were exceptionally gentle and yet exceptionally cold, with the last bit of warmth buried in the deepest part of his heart.
"Among thousands of comrades and tens of thousands of enemies, you are the only one who made me forget my dream."
He opened his mouth and uttered silent words.
'Sacrifice.'
The black wings wrapped the eagle back into the cocoon.
The torrent of human heads pushed Guts out of God's hand, and humanity seemed to fall from the top of the Tower of Babel in sorrow.
God does not allow humans to get close.
The mark of sacrifice fell from the sky on every member of the Eagle Group, and countless demons and monsters swarmed in to share this feast.
It seems that everything is just like the law of cause and effect.
Guts in the air looked at the dying sun above and the sacrificial site where demons were dancing wildly below.
The originally chaotic emotions began to converge into the heart.
Is this your choice?
The worries hanging in my heart fell to the ground, and the worst fate came.
The blood began to boil and endless anger began to erupt.
Angels, demons, they are all so disgusting.
If there were no law of causality, Griffith would not have fallen to this point, and would not have been forced to become a demon king.
That bastard, that bastard, that bastard!!!
boom! ! ! !
The indignation in his heart turned into an extremely domineering willpower, which entered reality from the heart, and the domineering aura that was red to black bloomed in the underworld.
The tide of monsters rushing in the front was directly cut off by the huge pressure, and the monsters in the back were even more hesitant to move forward.
That is human anger? How can that be human anger?
Under tremendous pressure, Guts let go of his thoughts and made a choice based on instinct.
Since you don’t know what’s right or wrong, just kill him.
