Mythology Rebooted
Chapter 1124 - 392 Mortal World has 369 levels, Heaven also has an organization_4

Chapter 1124: Chapter 392 Mortal World has 369 levels, Heaven also has an organization_4

Boom!!

A golden shockwave swept across, terrifying ripples racing in all directions, a phantom of Heaven flashed by, expelling the thoughts of the two Demon Kings, twisting them into distorted lines and banishing them back to Hell.

"It’s useless, we’ll come back..."

"Rather, it is you who have lost power, unable to escape from here, doomed to become a prisoner of Hell..."

"Wait for it, I will descend again soon!"

The two Demon Kings laughed as they exited, waiting for their next descent to scavenge the corpses.

After the light faded, the black castle collapsed into ruins, the entire Abyssal Projection Space rumbling and shaking, showing signs of collapse.

Heya stood up leaning on the Holy Spear, her chest wide open with clothes, a few pieces of cloth barely covering her robust figure.

Upon closer examination, in the valley between her peaks, one could see the gradually fading Cross Stigma.

The moment the Stigma faded, her snow-white skin was covered with twisted black lines, spreading downwards and climbing to her delicate features, turning her golden pupils ink-black.

Deep in her pupils, a strand of golden light was trapped.

Heya cried out in pain, relying on her devout faith, or rather her firm will, she kept her self unaffected by the Seven Deadly Sins, weakly flapping her wings to fly into the air, trying to escape with Dierda.

The intelligence on the Demon King Container, the Hell Gate, was obtained. It was not safe to stay here longer, she must notify the Papal State immediately to have the Reincarnated Angels come and clean up.

"Kee kee kee————"

Laughter resounded from the ruins of the castle, Heya stiffly turned around, and before her eyes, numerous fully transformed Devil’s Containers rose from the wreckage, numbering in the hundreds, enough to drive one to despair.

"What a delicious Angel!"

"It’s the true Reincarnated Angel..."

"I can hardly wait..."

"Big brother, what should we do?"

"I’ll go first, you guys line up the team."

The Devil’s minions were not high quality, unlike the sophisticated Demon Kings who had shed lowly tastes; they lusted after Heya’s body.

"Wayne, it’s up to you now..."

"Hurry, come find us before the Demon King."

Helplessly, Heya closed her eyes, the Stigmata on her chest releasing a dazzling Holy Light, the halo enveloping her body, encasing her and Dierda in a crucifix-shaped cocoon of light, hanging in the sky.

A Devil’s Container, undeterred, howled as it rushed up, trying to crawl into the cocoon, pointing fingers and dreaming of pleasurable acts.

Bang!

Good head.

Flame head!

The Devil’s Container was enveloped in Holy Flame, screaming as it turned to ashes, under its desperate persuasion, the others suddenly calmed down.

"What should we do?"

"Report to the Party Guard Corps, let them bring a few Hell experts over."

"But the Demon King has descended, we didn’t see the Angel..."

"Our master is the Chancellor, never any Demon King!"

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Dawn.

New Empire Chancellery.

Chancellor Hiddel started another busy day, staring at the pile of documents on his desk, the smile on his face gradually fading, he almost cursed ’dammit’ ten times...

No, he didn’t curse.

Hiddel expressionlessly flipped through the documents, his secretary explaining their origins next to him, some were from the frontline, some concerned domestic affairs, and a few were classified, which the secretary was not allowed to view, needing the Chancellor himself to unseal.

Hiddel glanced at the classified documents, his expression thoughtful and silent for a long moment.

At that moment, Deputy Chancellor Rudolf entered the office, Hiddel passed the documents over, and after skimming through them, Rudolf smiled: "My Chancellor, this is good news. You never liked those devils, now that the Angels have taken an interest in them, it’s a good opportunity to drive them out of Prussia."

"It’s not the time yet, devils are still useful, they shouldn’t exit the stage at this time," Hiddel shook his head.

"The arrival of the Angels means the Heavenly Father’s Court is paying attention to the Empire; if we don’t make a clear distinction from the devils now, our losses will be greater..."

Rudolf, realizing he was overstepping, corrected himself: "My Chancellor, according to your view, how should we deal with the two Angels, should we send them back to the Heavenly Father’s Court?"

"Foolish!"

"You are right."

"Sending back the spoils of war won’t make us appear merciful, it will only make the enemy think we are weak. Since we have gained the Angels, let’s try to harness the power of Heaven..."

Hiddel flipped through other documents, and upon seeing a report from the logistics department, he read aloud: "Christian, successful transformation of Devil’s Container... Who is this person, why is his situation specially reported?"

After a search, the secretary narrated Christian’s identity, including a crucial detail about shielding a gunshot.

"So it’s him..."

Hiddel’s mind flashed with the face of a handsome young man: "I remember his talent was very poor, he has made no progress over the years, be it military or domestic affairs, there’s nothing but loyalty."

"My Chancellor, because of loyalty, he has broken through his own limits, it’s your charismatic leadership that has led him to today’s achievements."

"Perhaps..."

Hiddel faintly smiled, closing the document: "Let Colonel Christian, no, Major General Christian handle the Angels and Devil’s Containers, he’s very loyal, deserving to meet his true country!"