Lu Qingyang's demonic power was suppressed, leaving him unable to retaliate and causing him to howl in pain. He was filled with regret; if he had known the Holy Maiden was so powerful, he wouldn't have transferred the guards.
An Ge stepped on Lu Qingyang, her face arrogant, "Do you submit?"
Lu Qingyang was suppressed by An Ge, his eyes filled with hatred. He was about to make a desperate move and take out the black mist to fight back when An Ge spotted his movement.
"Give it back to me!" Lu Qingyang was truly panicked. The black mist was his last trump card; he had originally intended to use it to control the Demon King, but he hadn't found the opportunity until An Ge snatched it away.
An Ge looked at the familiar white jade bottle and sneered, "You still say you have no connection with the God of Darkness? This is just death energy, isn't it?"
Having lost his trump card, Lu Qingyang seemed to have lost all his energy and spirit. Just as he was about to beg for mercy, he saw An Ge open the jade bottle directly.
"No!" The black mist's attack is indiscriminate; even if he were to use it, he would have to be extremely careful.
"What's the rush?" Although An Ge lacked spiritual power, her life force wasn't suppressed by the disguise potion, making it easy for her to contend with the death aura in a short time. She quickly opened the jade bottle, then immediately sealed it again just as the black mist was about to appear. In less than a breath, An Ge sensed something was wrong.
The death energy here is different from the one controlling the Demon King! Although the power originates from the same source, death energy also has different strengths. With the concentration and strength of this bottle of death energy, even if the entire bottle were used, it wouldn't harm the Demon King like that.
No wonder the Demon King's attitude towards Lu Qingyang was so strange. She thought it was because the Demon King was afraid of the gods behind him. But even after she repeatedly said that it didn't matter if Rhodes found out, the Demon King still didn't break off relations with Lu Qingyang.
Looking back now, the Demon King must have realized something was wrong. She used to think the old Demon King wasn't very bright, but now it seems the old Demon King knew exactly what was going on.
Looking at Lu Qingyang, who seemed utterly hopeless, An Ge suddenly felt a pang of sympathy for him. Lu Qingyang thought he was the master of chess, but in reality, he was just a pawn.
"Now can you tell me how to contact the God of Darkness?"
Now that he had been discovered to have sided with the God of Darkness, Lu Qingyang didn't bother to pretend anymore. "I admit you are very powerful, but in front of the gods, you are nothing but a weakling."
"You mean you care about me?"
Lu Qingyang... what a load of nonsense! He was just exaggerating.
Now he was at An Ge's mercy, and could only obey her orders. Lu Qingyang harbored a secret thought: if the gods helped him eliminate the Holy Maiden, would he be safe from being exposed?
Unfortunately, the gods haven't responded to him for a long time now.
Lu Qingyang resignedly told An Ge about losing contact with the gods, expecting her to think he was hiding something. But An Ge didn't care and said, "Just keep trying to contact them. Even if the gods don't respond, I won't hit you anymore."
Having come this far, Lu Qingyang stopped resisting and obediently led An Ge to a statue of a deity. He lit incense, looked at the statue with reverence, and muttered incantations. After a long while, there was no movement.
Lu Qingyang sighed in disappointment. It seemed his hopes of getting revenge through divine intervention had been dashed. He glanced cautiously at An Ge. "The gods haven't responded."
Ange looked at the familiar statue and took a deep breath. "Rhodes, my old friend, I've missed you so much." The deity didn't respond, but that didn't mean the other person couldn't hear her. As an old friend, a greeting was a matter of courtesy.
As soon as An Ge finished speaking, the rising incense sticks visibly distorted.
Outside Rhodes' temple in the divine realm, Alliance deities frequently patrolled. As a god under close surveillance, Rhodes dared not contact his followers in the minor planes. However, accepting their prayers and faith did not require his special powers, and the Alliance deities would not detect it.
Listening to the flattery of the believers in the temple every day became the strength that kept Rhodes alive during this time. Only in the presence of the believers could he find the dignity and confidence of a god.
In the realm of gods, the Dark God Rhodes has become a laughingstock. Rhodes is even grateful that he has been under house arrest for some time, otherwise the ridicule from other gods would have made him want to rebel against the realm.
The organization is increasingly dissatisfied with him. If he hadn't not been fully exposed yet and had influence in some higher planes, he might have been punished.
Rhodes listened to the requests of the believers from the higher planes, feeling somewhat irritated. He had poured a lot of effort into this plane, though with little result, but he had finally come up with a solution. He had originally planned to devote most of his energy to this plane after the end of the apocalypse, but now he found himself unable to do anything about it.
Fortunately, nothing unexpected happened in this dimension. It wouldn't be too late to contact the believers after his observation period ended. Just then, he heard a familiar voice, "Rhodes, my old friend, I've missed you so much."
"Ange!" Rhodes' eyes widened in disbelief, his aura almost uncontrollable. "How could she be here?"
This chosen one is truly his natural nemesis! There are countless higher planes, yet she's located in the plane she chose—she's like a persistent ghost!
Rhodes took deep breaths, knowing his situation was critical. If he made contact with the smaller plane, the Alliance's gods would surely discover it, so he had to be careful not to act rashly.
Just as he was about to sever the connection with the smaller dimension, he heard a voice speaking at an extremely fast pace, "So you can hear me, Rhodes. How have you been? I've been having a very comfortable time. It's a pity we're separated by death now, otherwise I would definitely show you how badly I beat you back then."
You know the Recording Stone, right? That's right, it recorded what you looked like back then. Whenever I'm unhappy, I like to look at it, and it always cheers me up. You know I'm a businessman; I wonder what price this embarrassing recording of the God of Darkness would fetch in the Divine Realm.
"Ange, you just wait, I will definitely kill you!" Rhodes couldn't hold back any longer at the thought of his pathetic state spreading throughout the entire divine realm, and unleashed his divine power to roar at Ange!
The Alliance God, who had been monitoring Rhodes, sensed the powerful fluctuations of divine energy and immediately reported it to his superiors. Moments later, Rhodes was taken away by the gods of the Divine Realm Alliance.
Violating the rules of the divine realm during the observation period is a far more serious crime than attacking a mortal.
Ange was unaware that Rhodes would be punished even more severely because of her words. She picked at her ear and rolled her eyes inelegantly. "It's really uncouth for a god to yell at a mortal like that."
She spoke to the statue again, but received no response from Rhodes. Had Rhodes, in anger, severed ties with the believer? Ango wondered.
This test made it even clearer to Ange that Rhodes was restricted for some reason; otherwise, given his personality, he would have already taken action against her.
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