Mythology Rebooted
Chapter 1108 - 388 The Walking Lust_3

Chapter 1108: Chapter 388 The Walking Lust_3

Boom! Boom! Boom————

The joyful rhythm resounded once again.

After dozens of beats, the Giant Dragon’s metallic Armor shattered like glass, and with a pitiful cry, its body faded into nothingness.

Wayne’s hands were empty, he was used to the feeling, and for a moment, he was somewhat reluctant to let it go.

Seeing Mona struggling to stand up in the crater, staggering like a drunken man, he couldn’t help but sneer with disdain.

What did he say? Indulgence in alcohol and lust harms the body, so he never drinks.

Mona’s vision swam, her energy not significantly drained, but her head buzzed, everyone appeared to be double-visioned.

For instance, the Demon God shadow that leaped into mid-air seemed three-fold in Mona’s eyes, and she tried shaking her head...

It only made things worse.

Boom!!

The Demon God shadow landed on both feet, hopping and thumping inside the pit.

To reduce the contact area and be more precise, it hopped on one foot!

As the smaller, you’re at a disadvantage, but you also have your strengths; for example, each stomp drove Mona into the ground, her entire body plunging into the black muck, sinking deeper with each imprint.

The damage was average, but the insult was extreme.

Dierda widened her eyes in disbelief, muttering softly that it was unbearable to watch: "Her temper is horrible, it’s so big, someone is bound to fall today, I’ve said what I could advise, you can’t blame me if something happens."

Having said that, she gripped the Heaven Holy Spear tightly, increasing the protective force, pushing the Life Force Field’s defense up a notch.

The most direct manifestation was that Wayne felt the ground, formed by clouds, grow harder under his feet, giving him a more realistic sensation.

The law of action and reaction is mutual; Mona’s face hurt even more.

It’s not shameful to get hit by your own people, but to be rubbed into the ground by the Devil, and with feet at that? Mona was so furious that white smoke poured from her body, and the golden lines on her Face Armor pulsated violently.

The ground roared, a beam of light shot into the sky, an unstoppable eruption of intense energy, flipping the Demon God shadow over and crashing down.

One leg of the Demon God shadow was erased by the white light, from the internal energy to the external Chains of the Seven Deadly Sins, all cleanly severed.

Wayne let out a light exclamation and looked towards the two-winged Angel floating in midair.

The Metal Angel held the Holy Spear, imposing with divine authority, wings spread wide, each feather sharp as a blade, extending towards the heavens, projecting an Eye of Judgment shadow.

Wayne had seen this move before; the Archangel used it against the Devils, its lethality off the charts.

Hexuno and Mona’s fusion was incredibly difficult, a tale to make Angels weep and Devils roar with laughter, emphasizing the bitterness, for this reason, the power of the Eye of Judgment wielded by Hexuno/Mona is incomparable to its glory days.

But Hexuno made it clear to Wayne when she cursed him: the Eye of Judgment is mighty, don’t be reckless if you encounter it, the Stigmata she stamped can mitigate some of the impact.

She added, not out of concern for Wayne’s life or death, but because if Wayne is alive at the front, he can draw the Devil’s attention, making it easier for her to act from behind.

"Wayne, whether you are a Devil or not, neither my words nor yours count, the Eye of Judgment will prove everything!" Mona gritted her teeth and summoned the Eye of Judgment, with a personal grudge behind her actions.

"Less nonsense, it’s just an eye, as if you’re the only one who has one. The Walking Lust, this title is yours!" The Demon God shadow slowly rose, its vanished leg fully repaired.

"Bastard..."

On the pristine Face Armor of the Metal Angel, two rays of golden light burst forth, sweeping over the sin-laden Demon God shadow and finding Wayne hiding in the Darkness.

Let’s see where you can run to now.

Mona flapped her wings, a streak of aurora swiftly crossed the sky, the spear tip rent the air, breaking the Chains of the Seven Deadly Sins and with increased speed, she surged into the pitch-black interior of the Demon God shadow.

In almost the blink of an eye, she faced Wayne head-on.

Black and white figures interlaced, weapons clashed, afterimages stretched, and in a few breaths, hundreds of offenses and defenses were exchanged.

Terrifying energy waves surged in all directions.

The Darkness could not engulf Mona; instead, the blinding Golden Rule cleared a vast space, from a distance the heart of the Demon God shadow seemed to have sprouted a ticking bomb.

Flashing on and off.

Millions of golden lance shadows and black sword glows intertwined into a curtain, and amidst thousands of rays of light, Mona completed the locking of the Eye of Judgment.

Or rather, Wayne never even tried to hide.

The moment he was locked, his body couldn’t move, an alarm resounded in his heart, and his long-untriggered Supernatural Sensing issued a warning.

Danger!

Wayne switched inwardly, returning to human form, biting his tongue, a flash of white light flickered, and a Stigmata similar to a scale appeared on his tongue.

In midair, at the intersection of crosses, light and shadow converged, the golden pupil’s shadow burst into dazzling light.

The beam, carrying endless power, pierced straight through the Black-winged Devil’s chest, dispelling traces of the Seven Deadly Sins, stripping off Wayne’s Devil Vest, revealing his human appearance.

Simultaneously, an intense pain struck Wayne’s heart, his thoughts were seared, no escape, no movement, as if he was nailed to a Crucifix for punishment.

The pain came swiftly and subsided even faster; in almost the blink of an eye, the crisis had passed.

"Huh???"

Mona stood dumbfounded, seeing Wayne unaffected by the judgment of the Eye of Judgment, not understanding what had happened.

It wasn’t that he ignored it; she saw clearly, when Wayne was hit, his mouth, precisely his tongue, burst into golden light, he indeed possessed a Stigmata.

Because of his tight mouth, Wayne clenched his teeth, and she couldn’t make out the Stigmata’s true form.

This guy wasn’t pretending to be a Devil; he truly was an Angel.

It’s outrageous, it seemed nothing like an act when playing the Devil!

Confirming that Wayne was not a Devil, like a Reincarnated Angel having a name possibly higher than hers in Heaven, Mona’s rage subsided greatly, and the shadow of the Eye of Judgment behind her faded away.