Chris doesn't like fighting, doesn't like being injured, and doesn't like fighting with anyone. The Dark Gods are all immortal, but they will hurt when they are burned by flames, and they will bleed when they are chopped by swords. The immortal body can only repair those injuries, but does not mean that they don't feel pain.

She likes cute little jewelry, delicious desserts, and everything that girls in the flower season like. For her, it is too heavy and too harsh to bear the fate of a clan.

So, Chris was born. That was her ideal, the prince in her mind.

Unlike her, Chris never had the feeling of weakness.

Unlike her, Kris will fight to the end no matter how difficult the situation is.

Unlike her, Chris is the proud, perfect, and strongest prince of the Dark God clan, who can bear any fate.

That is Kris, the heir to the Dark Gods who are recognized by everyone. Many people have long forgotten her gender and regard her as a true prince and the son of God who is favored by the great ancestor, the Snake of Heaven.

And the original "princess" Chris was subconsciously forgotten by them.

Only Chris knew how much effort Kris had put in the place where others could not see it, and how much lonely time he had spent on that lonely altar.

The moment the power of the flame of destruction was born in her hands, Chris knew that she could never be as strong as her. In the purple flame, Chris' powerful soul power was burning.

Not as good as it is, no matter what aspect it is. Kris is really strong, so strong that she has always relied on her, handing over all the battles to her, and enjoying a pleasant resting time alone.

She always thought this was taken for granted. When Kris was fighting, she just needed to be the key to balance her strength. After all, she was never good at head-on combat.

But now she knew she was wrong. She was very wrong.

Because she felt it, she felt Kris's final determination.

She was going to keep her and go to places she could not go alone. In order to protect her and for her happiness, she had the urge to die with her opponent.

No! This is wrong, this is not OK!

Kris, who had always relied on Kris and believed in Kris, finally knew what real fear was and what the coldness of death was.

Has Chris been fighting with such determination? Are her brothers and sisters the same?

It's so terrible, so sad, and I want to cry. But I can't cry.

Because if you cry, you can't change anything, and she has no power to cry?

She had never had the strong fighting will of Kris, and she could do nothing at this time.

For the first time, Chris hated her powerlessness and her weakness.

If she could be stronger, if she could spend more time practicing, she would definitely help Kris. As one of the wills of this body, her talent is exactly the same as Kris, but her combat power is not even one percent that of Kris.

"Open the door. Chris." Although Chris tried desperately to stop this, Chris made a choice.

Sacrifice yourself and summon the power of the ancestor is the only way to defeat the other party now. Even if it costs her complete disappearance, she has no complaints for Chris.

She was the hostel selected by the ancestor's Heavenly Snake, and the power behind the door was her last taboo.

This time, she took the initiative to give up everything she had in exchange for the power that could fight the demigod hero king.

"No!" In front of the last door, Chris stopped Chris. She knew what would happen after taking the initiative to step into this door. The great ancestor of the sleeping ancestor, the Heavenly Snake, would wake up immediately. Then she took away everything that Chris entered the door.

This time, if you go in, you will never come back.

"Chris, there is no other way." The prince smiled as he looked at the princess who stopped him.

This innocence, this pure heart that loves people, is a beautiful treasure that she will never have. Her hands are stained with too much blood, and there are too many killings in her heart, and she has long lost those things.

But this is necessary. In order to protect the princess, the prince should bravely take on everything.

"But...but...if you open the door this time..." Chris knew the consequences, and even more so why Chris made such a choice.

"It's okay, don't worry about me. This is the mission I should take." Kris naturally knew exactly what would happen after walking into that door.

This is a fate that will come sooner or later, and the one who undertakes this task is naturally the prince, not the princess who should be cared for.

"There is no such thing, it was my mission." Chris shook her head desperately. It was her consciousness that was born first, so she was the one who should accept the mission.

It was only because of her weakness and her escape that she had another will, and Kris, who had taken on everything for her.

"There's no time." Kris moved forward without any hesitation.

Yes, this is what she should do, and there is no forcedness, it is the path she decides herself.

No! No! It shouldn't be like this!

It's so too much, so cunning. Has she always given all this to Kris? She has to take on all the things she should have done.

No, this is wrong! It's a big mistake!

For the first time, Chris hated her weakness and her powerlessness. She had never wanted power so much, longing for power that could change all of this.

That must be a force that is strong enough to rival the ancestors, enough to allow her to save everything.

"So, do you want strength?" A strange voice sounded in Chris's ears, as if it was coming from a very far place, and seemed to be directly transmitted to her heart.

It is by no means the voice of an angel that attracts goodness, but the voice of a depraved demon.

"Who!" Kris also heard the voice, and the tempting demon murmured.

"If you give up, that's the end, but you have the right to change all this."

"The tragic ending and sigh that cannot be avoided can be subverted by you."

"You have that qualification, you have that power."

Chris was shaken, looking at the place where nothing was gone with a hesitant look: "Really? Even if I am like this, can I do it? Can I change such an ending?"

"No! Chris, you can't listen to this guy!" Even if you can't see it, Chris could feel something was wrong, it was very wrong, as if you were to guide Chris to a wrong path.

"Of course, this is something that only you can do, and only you have the qualifications." The demon's voice seemed extremely pleasant, as if he had seen the choice that Chris had made.

"Don't be deceived, Chris!" Chris also saw the ending, but she still wanted to stop it, and even tried to open the last door regardless of everything.

But that was something she could not do alone. If Chris didn't go with her, then the door would not be opened alone.

And when Kris made his final effort, Kris had already made his choice:

"If, if, if, someone like me could do it, if I could gain strength, then I would want that kind of strength, no matter what the price."

"Open your eyes and recall everything that happened to you, and face yourself sincerely."

"Then, you should have found the contract that belongs to you, and you sleep in your own strength."

"Awaken, the family of the great devil, spread your wings! Fly!"

The girl's voice wrapped around Chris's body, and the purple light flew around Chris. It was the magic that did not belong to this world, the whisper of the wise book demon envoy.

"Hot...so hot..." Chris covered her shoulders, and a large number of memories that only she knew kept emerging.

In that world, she had fought, had beautiful wings, and flew freely in the sky.

In that distant place, during the sleeping time of Kris, she had a shy first time and had a blind date with the person who she didn't understand what kind of feelings she had.

Is that love? Chris didn't understand very well. She knew that the person was Chris' enemy and someone she couldn't like.

However, he also made an agreement with her, and he still owed her a lot of squids.

Why do you suddenly think of so many things related to him when it is so important? She decided to forget everything after returning to the seven nights and just treat it as a dream bubble of the festival.

For her, such happy time was too luxurious and too far away, so she carefully kept everything in her heart and turned it into the most precious treasure.

It’s so hot. The more I think of those things, the more I feel the hotter my body becomes. It seems that something is about to be nurtured from it and spread its wings.

"Awakening the contract, the bride of the devil." Like the key to open the door of fate, the devil's murmur broke down the last chain that bound Chris.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Kris remembered, remembering what power was the only one she could use, and what power was hidden in her body.

At that time, he said to her:

"In the name of the Demon King, I will give you the forbidden magic clothes."

"In your eyes I see the power of anger, I give you the battle suit of the demon bird flying at the end of the long river of Styx, Garulo's power is liberated for you, and you will become the Dragon Eater."

The black armor inlaid with the gems of the underworld descended on Chris, and the black phantom spreading its golden wings appeared behind her, putting the pure green glass bead in the palm of her hand.
Chapter completed!