Chapter 690: The Goddess of Destiny’s Joke

Pariah South Shore 2.

Tiffany Duke House.

Sitting in the reception room, Duke Tiffany frowned as he looked out the window at the dark and rainy night.

If Nigel lost, she didn't expect to survive today.

But she never expected that what was originally just a dispute between the ambitious Perlman and their Person Kingdom that night had turned into a melee as the situation gradually escalated. Not only was the high priest Loren involved, but even Asksan came out.

According to high-level intelligence stolen by the United Kingdom Parliament in the Krewe Empire, and confirmed by the cardinals of the Church of Resurrection, Bishop Asksan of Annihilation had died half a year ago.

At this moment, she saw in the blurry picture of the Person Demon World Channel that Asksan, who seemed to have returned from his soul, defeated Perlman on the battlefield several kilometers away.

The absolutely powerful man, the terrifying sealing technique, and the obsidian-like divine aura of the [Original Slate-Seal], all proved without a doubt that the distant gray figure was Asksan himself, and not an illusion.

Previously, a channel even captured his voice in the rain, saying "I'm back".

"Did he really come back from hell?"

Duke Tiffany pinched his brows, and for a moment this was the only question that came to his mind.

She believed that she was not the only one who had doubts. The source of the intelligence, the Krelian Empire, was probably the force that least believed that Asksan could be resurrected.

…

Area 10 of the Bosen Demon Realm.

On this rainy night at the northernmost end of the Bosen Demon Realm, everything finally came to an end.

When the last deafening roar faded away, the ambitious demon Perlman also collapsed on the cold ground.

"Why...why..."

His body was almost split in half, blood gushed out from the wound like a fountain, and his pale face showed more of unwillingness.

The heavy rain was still falling tirelessly, and the raindrops hit the broken wreckage of the building like bullets, making a dull thud.

Rainwater mixed with blood flowed freely among the ruins.

Most of the skyscrapers that once towered into the sky are now just shattered skeletons, covered with cracks and jagged holes of varying sizes, and the crumbling broken glass emits bursts of mournful wails amid lightning and thunder.

"Man, what can I say."

Lanci looked at the struggling Pearlman.

Even though Talia was already finishing off the enemy, it would still take some time to kill Perlman.

"You demons have really strong vitality. Give him some respect. After all, he is a former hero of the Person Kingdom and Nigel's adoptive father."

Lanci said to Talia.

"You are the demon. Your whole family is a demon. I am a law-abiding citizen of Ikerita. I am 25 years old and a platinum-level card maker."

Talia responded in Ranchi's mind.

“…”

Lanqi didn't know when it started, but Talia no longer liked to hear others say that she was a demon, and she was completely assimilated by Hyperion in this regard.

He just felt that if other demons heard the thoughts of the current Demon King, they might have to accept the fact that "the demons are indeed in decline."

"You, where on earth did you get the real [Original Slate-Seal]!"

Until now, Talia still felt that the special effects on Ranchi were fake.

She was 100% sure that Lanci's sealing stone tablet, Kamishiro Kouka, was just a fake like the Hefeng Stone Tablet Kamishiro Kouka. Only when she used its power did she realize something was wrong.

How could this guy get the [Original Slate-Seal] just by going to the Northern Continent? "Laosang gave it to me."

Lanqi answered as a matter of course.

"Lao-san must be Ask-san! How did you defeat him? And these seal cards, did you steal them from him?!"

Although Talia still didn't understand what happened, she had a rough idea of ​​where Lanqi got the inheritance from.

To round it off, Lanqi having a slate is equivalent to her also having a slate, but she is more horrified.

"What do you mean by robbing? He gave it to me voluntarily."

Officially certified by the Protoss Empire.

"He volunteered!"

She didn't believe Lanqi's nonsense at all.

Just as Talia's Abyssal Black Flame was unleashed on Pearlman, a chilling change quietly occurred in Pearlman.

Suddenly, a strange flame burst out from the fragment of "Parroni's Grudge" on Perlman's chest.

At first, the flame was only faint, like the whisper of a ghost.

But gradually it became brighter and wilder, and finally turned into a cluster of deep blue cursed fire, dancing wildly in the rainy night.

"!"

Talia immediately protected Ranch and pulled him behind her.

Its color is strange and evil, and its dark blue shape is hideous and changeable, sometimes like a torn face and sometimes like twisted limbs, as if it wants to devour everything.

Talia's eyes were fixed on Perlman's every move, afraid of missing any sign of danger.

It stands to reason that her finishing blows have always been effective, and Perlman should have no more cards up his sleeve.

But Perlman's body began to spasm violently, and he stood up like a puppet.

“Ahhhhhh…”

Perlman's wails echoed among the ruins. He seemed to be fighting an invisible demon inside his body, and seemed to be enduring unimaginable pain.

In an instant, Perlman's body suddenly stood upright, his movements were stiff and there was no sign of life at all.

When he looked up again, his face was completely unfamiliar.

"Let me introduce myself to you two. My name is Beelzebub, and I am a demon from the north."

The corners of Perlman's mouth opened and closed again, and a sharp, high-pitched sound came out.

"What a joke of fate, Rocky McCarthy, that a guy like you who can beat Perlman appears here."

He looked at Lanqi with his empty eyes and said.

“…”

Lanqi looked at each other.

He knew that this guy was the culprit who spread the curse, and was also the extremely evil demon from another system that came from behind the Land of Disaster as Talia said.

Perlman didn't have much fighting power left, so Beelzebub took advantage of the situation and controlled him with the help of the fragments of [Parroni's Grudge].

"Do you think this is all over?"

Beelzebub spoke, and a smile appeared on the corner of Perlman's mouth. He slowly raised his hand and pointed to the depths of the ruins.

Behind the ruins, there is a huge screen leaning. The screen is full of holes and cracks, but miraculously it is still working and emitting light.

The screen was still showing the scene where Beelzebub was.

He was no longer on the South Bank, but had headed for the North Bank.

It was a magnificent earl's mansion, now half collapsed.

The broken wall was like the sharp teeth of a giant beast. The gate of the mansion was wide open in the dark and rainy night. Rubble and stones were scattered all over the junction of the front hall and the garden. A figure stood there proudly.

It didn't take much effort for him to dismantle the barrier on the Earl's Mansion.

In the ruins at his feet, a red-haired maid had been defeated, and bright red blood was oozing from her forehead, dyeing the rain water in the garden red.

Her eyes were closed tightly, and there was still traces of blood at the corners of her mouth from the struggle.

And in Beelzebub's hands, there was a blond figure struggling and twisting in pain.

At this moment, Christina's snow-white neck was being strangled by Beelzebub.

Her face was as pale as paper, her eyes were wide open, and crystal tears kept sliding down her cheeks, as if she didn't understand why such a terrifying demon would come to their Earl's Mansion, and even Yinoan couldn't beat him.

"Look, Rocky."

Beelzebub said mockingly, "Did you know that I discovered your connection with Nigel that night? And you work for the Baptiste family, you should not care about them, right? They are shivering behind the broken living room."

He pointed inside the mansion.

In an instant, Christina seemed to understand something.

"You...damn curse spreader..."

She said in a trembling voice.

"Oh? You don't blame Rocky?"

Beelzebub just looked at her grimly.

"If it was Rocky who stopped you... then I can only say that he did a great job..."

Christina's voice became more and more difficult because Beelzebub's hand seemed to be exerting a little more force.

However, he would not kill the young lady who was a precious hostage at this time.

"Very good. The more affectionate and loyal you are to him at this time, the greater your value will be."

Beelzebub's eyes stared at Lanqi through the screen, and his thin lips twisted into an arc.

Before he could finish his words, Beelzebub's grip suddenly tightened.

Christina let out a shrill scream and kept coughing up blood. She was being strangled by Beelzebub, and not only were bruises appearing on her body, but even the ends of her golden hair were about to be ignited by the dark blue flames.

In Count Baptiste's palace, in the dead silence, only Christina's heart-wrenching screams cut through the heavy air like a sharp blade and pierced into everyone's heart.

All the people in Count Baptiste's family were surrounded by a deep blue flame, as if they were trapped in a circle, unable to escape. Their faces were as pale as paper, and their eyes were burning with flames of anger and fear, as well as a feeling of powerlessness that penetrated deep into their bones.

The earl's fists were clenched so tightly that veins bulged. The countess covered her mouth tightly, and crystal tears kept falling through her fingers, but she could only watch her daughter suffer.

"Let her go..."

Inoan stood up in the heavy rain, as if awakened by Christina's voice, and she staggered towards Beelzebub again.

Beelzebub simply dodged sideways like teasing a child and kicked her away again. The deep blue flame of the curse spread over her body, causing her to tumble several times on the withered grass.

"Is this the backup plan you left at Baptiste's house? Rocky, she is really like an indestructible cockroach. No matter how hard you hit her, she won't even make a sound."

Beelzebub appeared in front of Inoan and stepped heavily on his back, as if he was stepping on a piece of rag. Inoan did not even make a scream.

This maid has strong physical fitness, but is strangely weak, like a delicate maid who has talent but has never learned how to fight.

"No... Christina..."

Yinoan stretched out his hand weakly, as if he still wanted to save Christina.

Beelzebub twisted his feet behind her back and looked at the screen again.

At the same time, in the ruins of Area 10 of the Bosen Demon Realm, Perlman, who was controlled by him, also made the same sound.

"Rocky, you make your choice. If you give me the secret key, we can avoid this war. I will also make a promise to you that I will no longer harm the civilians of Huadu. I will let you take anyone you want. You should understand that the contract between us demons is very reliable, right?"

In the picture, Beelzebub's finger was slightly raised, as if to tell Lanqi that he wanted to kill this weak blonde girl, which was no different from pinching a fly to death.

"On the contrary, if you choose to continue fighting, I will not snatch the key anymore, but will do my best to kill the civilians of Huadu, kill everyone you know in Huadu, and destroy the entire Huadu as much as possible. In the end, even if you are lucky enough to defeat me, you can't stop me, and you will bear a crime that can never be washed away. One day I will come back and take away all your important things..."

Perlman, who was controlled by Beelzebub in the ruins, saluted gracefully to Lanci and asked.

"Rocky...! Don't listen to him...!"

Before Christina could finish her words, she was punched by Beelzebub, spitting out a large mouthful of blood, and her eyes dimmed.

"If you continue to fight, what good will it do even if you can take back the Flower City today? You will be left with nothing."

Beelzebub on the screen continued to laugh.

“…”

For a moment, Talia didn't dare to continue attacking Perlman.

"Lanqi, what should I do?"

While staring closely at the screen and the enemy in front of her, she asked Lanqi in her heart.

“…”

Although Lanqi did not respond to Beelzebub on the surface, he had already told Talia the answer in his heart.

"Talia, don't compromise with the terrorists. Fight to the last moment."

Lanqi conveyed his thoughts.

"No, no, Lanqi, do you have any other ideas? You must have one."

Talia struggled for a long time but couldn't bring herself to do it.

Even a hundred years ago, she was not cruel enough to be so cruel as to not care about the life or death of her friend.

It's not just the Baptiste family. If they continue like this, even if they can kill Perlman and rush to the South Bank, I'm afraid there won't be many lives left on the South Bank. Rosalinda will also die, and everyone will die.

She is no longer the demon princess from a hundred years ago.

After living a stable life for too long, she understood human emotions and could not bear the shackles brought by this guilt! "Success is not the end, and failure is not the end. We must move forward. Compromise with the enemy is impossible."

Lanqi looked at her helplessly and responded to his thoughts.

He had no other choice. They had done their best to get to this point today. All they could do now was pray for the goddess' blessing.

If the enemy was just Perlman, he might still be able to defeat him. Even if there were two enemies, if they still wanted to win, he might be able to deal with them.

It's a pity that the enemy happens to be this most extreme guy.

When they realize that the hope of winning is not that great, they stop pursuing victory and choose a purely disgusting way of playing.

“…”

Talia stared at Lanqi in a daze.

Their thoughts could be communicated in a flash, but at this moment she didn't know what to do.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

On the broken screen on the other side.

"What's wrong? Are you two not in agreement?"

Beelzebub seemed to have noticed the disagreement between the two of them and laughed with joy.

This is the situation he would most like to see.

"Are you going to kill innocent people with your own hands? You will really die this time. Do you think it doesn't matter?"

Beelzebub's voice was filled with a hint of resentment, as if he had imitated the countless souls that would die in the Flower City of Pariah tonight.

"Stop dreaming."

Lanci glanced at Beelzebub.

Then his eyes were fixed only on Talia in front of him.

"Talia, kill Perlman and go to the South Bank to save as many people as you can."

His thoughts conveyed.

"……?"

Talia looked at Lanci, wondering why Lanci, who was usually gentler than anyone else, could be so firm and decisive at a time like this.

"When you are decisive, I will hesitate. When you hesitate, I will be decisive. If you think this way, won't the two of us be invincible? When one of us hesitates, we should listen to the other."

Lanqi's inner voice seemed to want to wake her up, "Maybe you will feel that to some extent, everyone who died today died because of this choice. You care, you will be sad, you will be in pain, but this is not your fault!"

Lanqi covered Talia's cheeks tightly with both hands, making her look extremely stunned. She could only stare at the man in front of her.

"All mistakes made by the summoned creatures should be borne by the summoner, so you don't have to worry or think. Go and defeat the enemy. All the sins are mine. You have done nothing wrong, Talia."

Talia couldn't believe that Lanqi would say such words to her one day.

"You also care, feel sad, and suffer..."

Her golden eyes gradually began to water as she looked at Lanci. She knew that Lanci actually cared about Christina and Baptiste's family more than she did.

But what changed was the determination after the waves subsided.

"I understand."

The moment Talia finished speaking, she had already created a space rift next to Perlman again, which was a signal that she was determined to kill.

She and Lanqi may never be able to think and feel the same.

But when you are confused and the other person is decisive, you can give your whole body and soul to the other person.

The lack of tacit understanding is the best tacit understanding between them.

"What a shame. It looks like you're making a choice today that you'll regret for the rest of your life."

Although Perlman, who was controlled by Beelzebub, continued to laugh despite receiving new fatal injuries.

Since the enemy chose to fight him to the end, he would make the enemy lose everything as much as possible and would never let Rocky McCarthy have an easy time! On the other side.

Parriere North Shore 4.

In the garden of Count Baptiste's palace, Beelzebub laughed up to the sky, his laughter was crazy and shrill, like a devil reveling.

"Rocky, you win, but you will never be able to forget me. I will forever brand the pain of sin in your heart."

He opened his arms, picked up Christina and spun her in the rain, announcing his pleasure to the whole world, "Let me show you how to burn this girl's flesh and blood, and then pull out her bones."

Then Beelzebub looked at the Baptiste family in the mansion, not only Christina, but also the expressions of Baptiste's family at this moment, all of them were wonderful wines that could be presented to Rocky McCarthy.

“Stop it now…!!”

Ignoring his own injuries, Inoan tried to counterattack Beelzebub.

"Don't be impatient. Don't you think this sound is pleasant?"

Beelzebub laughed and stepped heavily on Inoan's head. "How about it? You seem to feel no pain. Do you feel anything at this moment? If not, how about I let her scream more beautifully?"

He twisted his hands lightly, causing Christina's spine to make subtle but rhythmic cracking sounds, and she, who was already dying, let out a mixture of whimpers and screams again.

The closer someone is to Rocky McCarthy, the more time he should spend torturing them and causing them pain and guilt.

“…”

Yinoan lay on the muddy grass, desperately grasping the soil on the ground.

Pain, this was a concept she had never been able to understand in her life.

She once thought that she would never understand what pain meant in her life.

But now, she finally understood that this kind of pain was the hellish torture she would rather endure for Christina. The pain did not require physical trauma, but the cutting of the softest part of the soul was enough. It was not just a brief moment of discomfort, but an increasingly painful torture.

She always felt that this voice was familiar.

She seemed to have heard it countless times.

But she couldn't figure out where she had heard it before and why it seemed so familiar.

"Yinoan..."

"Oh? I don't know if you can hear her, she's still asking you for help."

Beelzebub placed his other hand on his ear and tilted his head to listen to Christina's weak voice.

“Run away…”

Christina's voice became smaller and smaller.

“…”

Rain mixed with tears flowed down Yinoan's cheeks and dripped into the puddle where the flowers were withering, stirring up imperceptible ripples. Her blood-red shadow was faintly reflected on the dark water surface where the petals were floating.

As Christina's voice was about to disappear, Yinoan's pupils continued to shrink.

This moment is very short, yet seems very long.

"Why do I feel so familiar with this?"

The corners of Yinuoan's mouth trembled slightly.

The world seemed to stand still.

The rain is still falling, but the raindrops seem to have lost weight. The wind is still blowing, but the sound of the wind seems to have lost direction.

All was quiet.

Flames, blood, charred corpses, wailing...

Everything seems to have happened again yesterday.

Suddenly, she felt her mind go blank.

Her consciousness kept shuttling back and forth, retreating until it fell, as if her entire body was sinking into the water, into a scarlet ocean that was about to suffocate her, and all around her were fragments of her shattered memories.

When she came to her senses again, it was no longer the rainy night or Baptiste's courtyard, but a dark river bank.

She seemed to see herself beside a pool of blood.

She was standing on one side in her flawless white maid outfit, while at the other end of the river, a red-haired woman in a black robe was standing there smiling at her.

The red-haired woman opened her mouth slightly, but no sound came out.

But these words echoed in Yinuoan's ears——

Because you are also an identical villain.

Have you forgotten those people you killed? Didn't they also make the same sound before they died?

“…”

Yinoan, who was lying on the ground with empty eyes, gradually became focused and went crazy.

"I remember..."

The long-forgotten scene deep in her memory flooded into her mind like a dam bursting.

"I am……"

"Ivanos."

…

Beelzebub, who was laughing under the dark clouds, suddenly felt the extreme coldness of the air. Before he could react, he found that his right hand had become lighter.

Beelzebub subconsciously lowered his head and wanted to tighten his fingers again, but he found that his right hand, which had been tightly grasping the girl's delicate neck, had disappeared without a trace along with his wrist.

“Ah, ahhhh!”

Blood was gushing out from the empty broken wound, quickly dyeing his gray skin red.

Christina, whose life or death was unknown, had appeared in front of him, being held by the ghostly red-haired woman.

"This... How is this possible..."

Beelzebub's eyes widened and his lips trembled. He slowly raised his head and his gaze tremblingly fell forward, his eyes full of disbelief and deep fear.

The red-haired woman seemed to be the incarnation of Lycoris radiata. She was both terrifying and extremely beautiful. She was the delicate balance point between life and death, creation and destruction, and she was also the god of death who controlled everything.

The look in her eyes was no longer as docile and respectful as that of a maid, but completely cold and ruthless, that was pure human evil.

Even though he was a demon, he could still sense an indescribable and horrifying evil from this woman.

And the red glory of the Age of Gods—

Without a doubt.

There is only one holder of [Original Slate-Fire].

This woman is the notorious Cardinal of the Resurrection Church in the Southern Continent, Ivanos! !

And at this moment, Beelzebub did not dare to question whether the stone tablet was fake, because the raging magic power on the other party made him feel suffocated.

This time it was really a joke from the goddess of fate!!

He now didn't dare to imagine how badly he had offended the Bishop of Destruction.

"...I beat Ivanos? Rocky McCarthy, is this also your conspiracy?!"

Beelzebub shouted with a broken mind.

This kind of monster can probably only be stopped by a true high priest!

In the Demon Realm of Person, Lanci and Talia, who were killing Perlman, were also stunned.

They really didn't know that Inoan would actually be the Bishop of Destruction Ivanos.

"Lanqi, is this your plan?"

After seeing Lanqi's sealing stone tablet, Talia no longer finds anything strange.

"This... How could I possibly plan this? I'm not the Holy Emperor."

Lanqi's expression was also dull. He was in such a situation where he was on the verge of success but was helped by the enemy.

He felt mixed emotions.

"Could it be that I...have defeated the Cardinal?"

Talia was completely confused. It seemed as if every wish she made to Ranci would come true.

The two looked at each other and looked away awkwardly.

I should be able to finish writing the decisive battle if I work hard tomorrow.

Recommend a friend's book ~ "My Enemy and I Switched Bodies After Rebirth"

(End of this chapter)