Mythology Rebooted
Chapter 1123 - 392: Mortal World Has 369 Ranks, Heaven Also Has Organization_3

Chapter 1123: Chapter 392: Mortal World Has 369 Ranks, Heaven Also Has Organization_3

Behind her, the Giant Dragon roared fiercely, sending a thick energy beam cascading down to sweep across the Dark Castle, attempting to obliterate it in one strike.

Just then, a black light rose from the castle, shaped like a tiger, confronting the surging beam head-on. It opened its gaping mouth and swallowed it whole.

The tiger, one of the symbols of the Lord of Gluttony.

"Another Demon King?!"

Heya turned around in shock, her mind sharply capturing and recognizing the vessel of the Lord of Gluttony in the Mortal World.

Not just a vessel, but like Wrath she was fighting, part of its consciousness had descended.

Boom!!

After firing several shots, the unrestrained Giant Dragon became languid and dispirited, hanging half in the air, its metallic body severed by the oncoming fierce tiger, dissipating into points of light with a cry.

"Cackles———"

With a wolf in front and a tiger behind, Heya sensed the significant depletion of her internal energy, and a cold sweat dripped down her forehead.

"Seraph Fleure, I remember you. After your reincarnation as a human, you’ve become even more tempting." The fierce tiger spoke human words, eyeing Heya’s juicy and full body, unable to restrain its drooling.

Truly craving the body!

"It’s a waste to eat her directly. You’re just part of a consciousness that descended, unable to retain her entirety. Instead of killing her and letting her return to Heaven, why not capture her alive and train her properly? I’m very much looking forward to the sight of this Seraph’s fall," Wrath laughed heartily.

Heya silently heightened her guard, planning how to defeat two powerful foes.

Just then, a golden light soared up into the sky, cutting through the darkness, and drawing close to Heya with white wings folded.

It was Dierda, who after seeing two Demon Kings in succession, received a strong stimulus and awakened his memories of who he was.

On his left arm, Stigmata shone through the fabric of his clothes, radiating bright golden light.

"Another familiar presence, who are you?"

"Seraph, Fred."

Dierda stated his name, his eyes brimming with golden light, a golden halo spread beneath his feet, enveloping Heya next to him.

The halo protected them, greatly increasing the energy inside Heya, revitalizing her spirit, feeling ready to fight three hundred more rounds.

"Roar————"

The two Demon Kings, raging, did not give Heya a chance to replenish her magic, attacking her from both the front and the back.

Two hours later.

At the end of darkness, there was chaos, with stone steps and columns largely destroyed and the black castle partially collapsed.

Heya stood there, panting heavily, her pale skin covered in a layer of black mist. Influenced by the Seven Deadly Sins, consumed by Wrath and bloodlust, all she wanted was to fiercely battle the two Demon Kings.

Behind her, Dierda...

Uh, Dierda was hung in the sky, turning into a star.

Shaped like a Crucifix, with a ring of light swirling around it, casting a hazy phantom protecting him from the harm of the Seven Deadly Sins.

Within the Crucifix Star, Dierda’s legs were together, arms spread, eyes closed, head bowed in a deep slumber.

He had become withdrawn.

In Heaven, Dierda’s name was Fred, unlike the combat-focused Seraph, he was more adept at protection and healing. Having just awakened, the power he could retrieve was limited and he was unable to provide much help to Heya.

The four Archangels were really the pillars of Heaven, each commanding an Angel Legion. At their peak, taking on two Demon Kings alone was not a problem.

Opposite Heya, the Werewolf panted like a dog, and the fierce tiger was not faring any better, emitting a hoarse yowl.

"Not bad, I hadn’t noticed before, but you can really fight."

"You have good strength, must be quite chewy to bite into."

The two Demon Kings surrounded her from both sides, positioned in the deep Abyssal projection, they had no limit on their energy, could summon as much as they wanted, but their limited descending consciousness resulted in insufficient energy, still struggling greatly to take on Heya with just one healer.

Seeing Heya’s energy nearly depleted, the two Demon Kings dared to say this round was secure.

"Why?"

Heya, puzzled and gasping for breath, asked: "Why are you so powerful yet only parts of your consciousness have descended? You could have controlled this nation and opened the Hell Gate at the fastest rate."

After a tough battle, Heya sensed a hint of unease.

She intuitively felt that the two Demon Kings harbored fears, clearly able to descend with more consciousness, yet chose to be low-key Demon Kings.

Their vessels were like, both just ordinary versions, never utilizing their strongest forms.

The strongest manifestation of Gluttony was a fly, and for Wrath, it was a dragon. These were their rightful forms, but now, a tiger and a wolf...

If unknowing, one might think these were just underlings!

Due to the striking resemblance, Heya was almost scared into thinking that Lord Pride was within the palace.

"This nation is not simple..."

"No need to tell her these things, I’m dying of craving!"

"Damn it, you can’t eat her, she’s a Seraph, her real value lies in her fall!"

"That’s your view, in my eyes, she only has value when laid on the dining table!!"

The two Demon Kings had their own ideas, heatedly exchanging opinions about how to use Heya. Faced with the tempting spoils of war, neither was willing to share, and no one could convince the other.

That’s how Devils are!

Heya closed her eyes, murmuring words, as she redirected the last of her Holy Light within, the Seven Deadly Sins virus deeply infiltrated, corroding her thoughts and body, making her involuntarily moan a few times.

"!"x2

The two Demon Kings instantly sensed something wrong, quickly set aside the champagne in their hands, and rushed from both sides towards the spoils of war.

A cooked duck, right at their lips, they couldn’t let her escape!

"Good timing..."

Heya suddenly opened her golden eyes, she wasn’t planning to run as she lacked enough energy, feigning an escape to lure the two Demon Kings closer, her real intention was clear.

A speck of golden light bloomed at Heya’s chest, the Cross Stigma released an infinite sanctity, the blinding golden light struck the eyes of the two Demon Kings, one cursing furiously, the other opening its jaw wide.