Mythology Rebooted
Chapter 1119 - 391: Sevenfold Abyss_3

Chapter 1119: Chapter 391: Sevenfold Abyss_3

In the corner, Wayne fanned the black smoke, creating face after face that rose and fell.

He always had a knack for special effects.

"Ah ah ah————"

In the rolling black smoke, a pair of yellowish eyes snapped open, a terrifying aura descended, a strong gust swept across, a visible shockwave spread out, shattering test tubes and knocking over instruments.

All the researchers fell unconscious from this strike.

On the stone platform, Christian tore off the iron hoops, his lower body unchanged, his upper body bulked up a circle, muscles tightly coiled, and hedgehog-like long hair dragging on the ground.

The black face twisted horrifically, eyes yellowish, transformed into a evil spirit corrupted by Hell.

No mask of the Hell wind, no fiery red lips, nor pale skin.

From an expert’s standpoint, Christian’s evolution was undoubtedly a failure; neither human nor ghost, just cannon fodder in Hell.

However, Christian himself didn’t see it that way, clenching his fists, sharp nails piercing his palm’s skin, he felt Pava.

This is power!

He had succeeded!!

"Who’s there?"

Sensing a flicker in the corner’s shadow, Christian turned sharply, his glowing yellow eyes trailing streaks of light, his throat growling as if to devour someone.

Upon seeing, Christian was stunned.

No one.

Specifically, a human head floated in the corner.

No body nor limbs, just a head severed from the neck down, floating in mid-air.

Wayne pulled down his hood, a serious expression on his face, "Such powerful strength, even I am inferior, which Demon King has descended to the mortal realm? The Leader would surely appoint you as Air Marshal on the spot!"

"Ha ha ha————"

Christian, not having gained Hell’s power but infected by the devil’s illness, laughed arrogantly upon hearing this, pointing at Wayne, "You’ve got a keen eye for brains, but unfortunately, the first to appreciate this perfect form should have been the Leader, you’re not worthy, I’ll crush you personally."

"Even if you kill me, seeing is seeing, the Leader is destined to pick up my leftovers."

"..."

"Right."

"Growl growl growl————"

Christian charged forward, his toes tapping the ground, his fist tearing through the air with a piercing howl, aiming straight for Wayne’s face.

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Crack!

Heya crushed a Magic Puppet beneath her foot, behind her a mountain of ’trash,’ looking towards the hazy space ahead, she immediately furrowed her brows.

Not long after Wayne left the church, a large number of Party Guard Corps soldiers surrounded the church, all ordinary people, Dierda, Heya did not want to cause trouble, easily left before the encirclement was formed.

Then, repeatedly hiding and being found, the situation only improved after they distanced themselves from the city area.

Poluo City District was engulfed by an unknown power, very unfriendly to outsiders, especially the three Reincarnated Angels named on the wanted list, no matter where they went, they attracted close attention, even in disguise.

Realizing this, Dierda, Heya ceased activities within the city, silently noting this important information, instead opting to operate outside the city.

Come night, the two rushed into the city at top speed, heading straight for a marked orphanage in the intelligence report.

The orphanage, funded by Heavenly Father’s Court, served to shelter homeless children and teach theology, nurturing them into Heavenly Father’s most devout followers.

In the ’correct’ intelligence provided by the local Holy See, this orphanage was peculiar, often clergy vanished for no reason, and there were rumors of sighting strange figures, suggesting a thorough investigation.

The stealth infiltration plan failed, Dierda, Heya switched to a direct assault, fully aware of the high likelihood of it being a trap, they still charged headlong.

Passing through a Spatial Barrier, they confronted an army of over a thousand Puppets, whose combat effectiveness was mediocre, quickly dismantled.

Heya punched through creating a passage, through the second Barrier, the hazy world made her hesitate.

"The projection of the Abyss..."

The Abyss lay beneath Hell, a paradise for the Seven Demon Lords, each having built lavish palaces from Pride to Lust, hence also termed — the Seven Abysses.

Among them, known famously, was the Lust-created Seventh Abyss, Paradise Lost.

Rumored to house numerous sultry Succubi, heavily fortified at every level, the final boss being the Succubi’s master, Lord of Lust.

To date, no one, still intact, had ever walked out of the Seventh Abyss.

Those who were carried out had severe psychological shadows, abstaining from lust, henceforth losing worldly desires.

True or false, hard to say, it was alleged after all.

As a Reincarnated Angel, Heya had once campaigned with the army in Hell, given a brief glimpse of the Abyss, knew little about it, only aware the Abyss was a deadly region beneath Hell.

During that battle, the Seven Demon Lords retreated to the Abyss, the Angelic Army unable to conquer, reluctantly abandoned the grand strategy of eradication.

They won, but the strategic goal was unmet, settling for less, imposing a comprehensive blockade on Hell, ensuring Devils couldn’t meddle with the Mortal World.

Considering the seal’s subsequent performance, sealed yet not wholly.

Suddenly seeing the Abyss again, Heya wrestled with whether to venture in.

Thump!

Dierda landed, folding her wings, standing beside Heya with the Holy Spear, frowning, "Familiar, I seem to have seen this scenario somewhere before."

"Seven Abysses, you find it familiar, signaling you’re about to be awakened."

When awakening was mentioned, Heya couldn’t help but think of Wayne, paying particular attention to the Stigmata on his tongue.

In principle, that figure should not overlap with Wayne, thus she was reluctant to speak, instinctively repelling it.