Chapter 967: Fallen Angels: Good Kill!
At this moment, Lionheart City, Triumph Palace.
The Fallen Angel was sitting in the former position of the Star Lord, his body continuously emitting the aura of corruption.
This wasn't the king's study, where government affairs were usually handled, but rather a meeting room used for meeting ministers and conferring honors on nobles. The back of the Star Antimony monarch's throne was crafted from refined star antimony and various gemstones.
Once pitch-black and poisonous, antimony metal has now been refined into pure, silvery star antimony. It possesses irregular, sharp, prismatic crystals, each side a different color when illuminated by light. And even a slight shift in the direction of the light source can transform them into yet another color.
It is on the back of the throne, facing left and right, tilted upwards, and the sun in the morning will be tilted to hit the throne.
From a distance, it looked as if the pierced colored crystals had transformed into two shimmering crystal wings, possessing a strange, sacred beauty. Because these colored star antimonies refracted sunlight, the walls also reflected the numerous alchemical arrays carved into their facets, gradually rotating and appearing and disappearing as the sunlight adjusted its angle.
That is the dream passed down from generation to generation in the Star Antimony Kingdom—
Shed mortal nature and ascend to become a god.
But until the end of the Valentine dynasty, their wishes were not realized.
Now, a real god sits on it - and he is a god who has lost his divinity and degenerated into a mortal. This is really ironic.
Under the pollution of the corrupted aura, the originally silver-grey star antimony turned pitch black. It became a "multicolored black", shining with a colorful light from time to time in the darkness.
Not only that, even the entire palace was dyed black.
The once red carpet had turned black, and the vast quantities of gold and jewels that had been scattered everywhere, like mountains of gold, had dimmed. Only the purest rubies still shone with a dazzling red glow; everything else had lost its luster. Diamonds and crystals, no matter their color, had now turned purple-black, and all silver items had been carried away—the Fallen Angels hated silver.
The white in the portraits adorning the walls also turned black, so that the eyeballs and teeth of each portrait became completely black.
The Fallen Angel didn't sit upright on the throne like Valentine VII, but leaned to the left. His right leg rested on his left knee, his entire body leaning silently as if reclining. His left arm rested on the armrest, supporting his chin.
This is different from the chaos and decadence that was full of "movement and rhythm" when the first generation of Red Phase ruled the star...
The Fallen Angel was not surrounded by the succubi he had raised. Although that was also a part of his fall, he was not a celestial being on the path of love.
This god of the world, clad in matte black bone armor and a dark golden bull-head mask, was completely devoid of anyone. Not even a single person was present in this vast conference hall, not a single light was lit.
He just sat like this... with his eyes closed, alone in this huge conference hall.
He seemed to be enjoying a certain tranquility, or as if he was bored and closed his eyes.
It also feels like being so lonely that there is no one to see and nothing to talk to.
Suddenly, the Fallen Angel raised his head slightly.
"...Such a strong smell of sin."
A low voice sounded.
But he still didn't stand up. He just shook his ferocious claws slightly, opened the purple portal, and summoned a nightmare out of thin air.
This lady of nightmares has mercury-like hair, a slender figure, and looks quite young.
She was stunned as soon as she appeared, obviously not expecting that she was the one being summoned.
But she quickly lowered her head respectfully and said, "Your Majesty, you summoned me."
"Tell me, what's the matter."
Fallen Angel asked lazily.
...That's a lot. Which one are you talking about?
The nightmare demon hesitated to speak - why did you summon me here and ask me what's the matter?
But she almost immediately guessed the incident that the Fallen Angels were referring to.
It was probably the loud noise that just happened.
"Please look."
So she stretched out her hand and drew a circle in front of her. The pink aura condensed into a ring, and a dreamlike scene emerged from it.
Atop a giant tree stood a sturdy white deer. If one looked closer, one could see that the deer's upper body was that of a handsome and strong young man.
His body cracked, and countless flaming sinister thorns emerged from his body, colliding with the falling meteorite from the sky. Then, a golden translucent barrier opened, steadily catching the already shattered meteorite.
At the moment of contact, a shock wave exploded in the night sky, spreading horizontally, and the slightly sinking giant tree also triggered an earthquake.
The meteorite was caught by the barrier!
The surface of the meteorite was almost completely cracked, and continued to be shattered by the raging Sinthorn Spear!
By the time the barrier dissipated, the meteorite, which was very close to the treetops, no longer had much kinetic energy.
It fell less than ten meters before being caught firmly by the treetops. This time, not even an earthquake could be triggered; the giant tree's canopy firmly caught the meteorite, which had been reduced to less than one-tenth its size. The fragments of the meteorite fell at the foot of the tree, landing only on the destroyed ruins.
The entire process looked like a scene recorded from a distance, with a hazy dream filter over it, making it seem as unreal as a mirage.
"...Son of the candlestick master."
The Fallen Angel took a quick glance and chuckled coldly, "The successor of Lucifer's Wings, no wonder he can control the Sinthorns. Humph... It seems this generation will have another Candle Angel."
He could see clearly that this was only the fifth energy level.
He didn't even wear the Holy Crown and reached the sixth level.
"this……"
Miss Meng Mo hesitated and said, "It should be the Pope who gathered the coalition forces this time..."
"Gather as they will."
Fallen Angel waved his hand, unconcerned. "If they can truly overcome all the obstacles and reach me... then I'm willing to give them a chance to challenge me."
At this point, he sneered sarcastically. "Sprengel's plan is sound. There's no need to send demons to kill them. Simply letting me release the aura of corruption and permeate the earth will be sufficient. Compared to the winged beings of ancient times, the humans of this era are truly depraved. Since the birth of humanity, the number of demons in these few hundred years is ten times greater than in all previous centuries combined."
The Fallen Angels can clearly sense and amplify the corrupt desires in people's hearts.
Depravity and corruption were growing within the coalition forces. If this dragged on, they would be defeated in less than three days.
Even if someone cleansed their minds last night, it would only delay their progress. Even if they used a momentary enthusiasm and beauty to dilute the decadence, beauty is fleeting, while decadence is eternal... After a good night's sleep, they will forget yesterday's feelings, but will still have new jealousy and laziness.
——Let’s take a look.
Even the leader of the coalition forces has started fighting among himself!
The Fallen Angels hadn't sent any higher-level demons to kill the Pope, who was clearly locked in a bitter battle within the Star. After their arrival, the Fallen Angels had checked and found no transcendents on the land of the Star who could pose a threat to them.
Therefore, the extraordinary person who fought with the Pope and even summoned the meteorite could only be the person who had just been brought in by the Pope.
As the Celestial Lord of Sin and Punishment, the Fallen Lord also knew the secret of the Sinthorns. The Sinthorns could transform the sins of a soul into Sinthorns. The one who summoned the meteorite had a vast reservoir of sin within him... so much so that even using his soul as nourishment could produce so many Sinthorns.
Attracting a meteorite of this size... is simply crazy.
——Even the Fallen Angels think you’re unreasonable.
If it weren't for the compassion of His Holiness the Pope... the casualties from this one stone would be more than the combined casualties from the Fallen Angels' arrival in half a month.
Is this a human? Is this a hero? Is this the person who wants to save the world?
The Fallen Angels now felt only contempt.
He had originally planned to go to the camp early the next morning and let those people see what a god was... but now it seems that this is no longer necessary.
Just continue the curse ritual and release the sin and corruption in his body onto this land.
Curse this land, curse all living things that stand on the ground and seek food from the earth. And the medium of the curse is also very simple, it is the throne of this star monarch.
The Fallen Angels now found themselves feeling ridiculous for their overly cautious behavior last month—perhaps the tense atmosphere created by Sprengel had made him overly cautious.
"I thought the 'hero' chosen by the snake tail would be of some quality."
The deep voice of the Fallen Angels boomed out: "If that's the case... hehe."
"How could they possibly have any chance of winning?"
The Nightmare softly flattered, "You are the Great Lord of God, the ruler of the mortal world! The mortals on this earth are like ants before you. How can any flesh and blood defy the will of God?"
"You still have to show some respect."
The Fallen Angel nodded slightly. Although his tone was serious, he clearly enjoyed hearing what the Nightmare said: "That's the Ring Angel. One of the most formidable conspirators in the Dream Realm... The former Crown Angel, now the Crown Master, is his apostle.
"...I just can't figure out whether that thing wants me to wipe out these people, or whether it wants me not to wipe them out."
Fallen Angel said lazily.
His caution did not lie with these coalition forces at all.
He completely despised these people - if they could send a team of sixth-level transcendents, he would sit up and think of a countermeasure, but they were only fifth-level...
What is the concept of the fifth energy level?
Mortals branded with the Sin Mark would be transformed into demons upon death, landing at least at the fourth energy level. Those who had some extraordinary level or committed many evil deeds in life would land at the fifth energy level upon death.
For the demon group, the fifth energy level can only be regarded as a newborn.
Even if you slightly overestimate the other party, it is only at the kindergarten level.
——Would an adult human with a weapon be afraid of being killed by a few kindergarten kids?
This is impossible.
He was only worried about whether he would break the law if he took action against these brats - or offend adults like himself.
"By the way, there's no need to look for Sprengel."
The Fallen Angel said casually, "Her mark of corruption has returned to me."
“…Yes, Your Majesty.”
The silver-haired lady of the succubus responded respectfully.
When the Fallen Angels summoned Sprengel yesterday, she ignored his call, which made the Fallen Angels very angry, so he sent the Incubus to find her to see if something happened to her.
If the Fallen Angel were in the dream world, he could directly see what the other party was doing, even chase them down, or steal their power from afar. But now that he was in the material world, incarnated, his control over the demons had dropped by more than a level.
Only the invisible God can fully exert God’s authority.
But not long ago, the stigma of Sprengel's sin returned to him.
But her soul did not fall into the source river. Normally, once a soul branded with a great sin fell into the source river, he would be able to sense it and pull it out directly.
In other words, her soul was essentially gone. The only person capable of such a feat was the Eternal Pope, capable of transforming into a beast of sin. While the snake's tail had once been his enemy... now that the snake itself had begun actively interfering in the world, he had come to despise the mere use of it—at least it was no longer his primary target of hatred. The tail still bore the marks of his deadly sins, a fact that only pleased the Fallen Angel.
Miss Dream Demon hesitated to speak: "Then, Your Majesty... Sprengel's side..."
What she meant was - aren't we going to take revenge?
Although both were jealous demons, it was unlikely that she, a succubus, and Sprengel, a night demon, would have a good relationship. However, the Fallen Angel's current reaction seemed to indicate that he was not angry at Sprengel's death at all.
"Not reporting? Humph..."
The corners of Fallen Angel's mouth curled up slightly, and he said with a sarcastic smile: "How is that possible?"
He knew, of course, that while Sprengel was his apostle, he was also an apostle of the Huan Tianshi. As a Tianshi, he could tell whether his apostle's soul was being influenced by other Tianshi.
That was why he had asked her directly about Huan Tiansi's plan, and why he had been so arrogant and violent towards her. Telling Sprengel what he had told Huan Tiansi was actually the same as telling her directly.
If she were kept by his side, he could use her to humiliate Huan Tiansi from time to time.
A friend in the past, now a sworn enemy. If he dared to place such a person beside him, he would have to pay the price.
Although Sprengel's soul did not fall into the source river, thus losing the chance to be completely transformed into a demon under his command; it also would not be taken away by Huan Tiansi - for the Fallen Angels, this is actually a good thing.
That Snake Tail, that Son of the Candle Master... well, as the Son of the Candle Master, he can't be considered an ant. As a pawn of the Snake, he is now at least a reserve member of the Heavenly Master.
Now that he had completely killed Sprengel and drained her soul to pieces, he could be considered to have thwarted Huan Tiansi's plan. He couldn't help but applaud the fact that the snake's tail had dared to resist the snake.
After all, the Fallen Angels didn't send Sprengel to contact the other party. He just asked Sprengel to command the demon army well and make those humans pay as much as possible.
Apparently, Sprengel disappeared while carrying out a mission for the Huantian Division - it's only a good thing that he disappeared!
The Fallen Angels had long known that Sprengel had secretly spread the knowledge of the Tail Ring ritual many times since his arrival. She sought to teach others how to perform the Tail Ring ritual... This was clearly a task assigned to her by the Ring Angels.
That snake guy probably wants to drag many celestial beings to the earth and change this era in order to accumulate enough merits to be promoted to a pillar god.
...Huh, boring. The position of a Pillar God is nothing more than that. Breaking one's head over such a foolish thing seems childish to the current Fallen Angels.
Sprengel's death actually made the Fallen Angels feel more favorable towards the Candle Master's son.
"Hmph, but even so..."
The Fallen Angel sneered.
He wouldn't let his enemy off the hook just because he showed some favor. Even the tail of the snake was an existence he loathed.
"Now that Sprengel's Mark of Envy has returned... I have one less Night Demon here."
The corners of his mouth beneath the mask lifted slightly, revealing an evil smile: "When they challenge me tomorrow, I will activate the jealousy mark in him and humiliate him severely!
"Perhaps there's a chance to transform that snake tail directly into a Night Demon—humph. The venerable Eternal Pope, in public, under the gaze of the people, was transformed into a demon by the very demon king they wanted to slay. If that happens, who knows how much joyful despair will flow across the land."
"Just thinking about it... makes me want to laugh out loud."
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