Mythology Rebooted
Chapter 1279 - 431: The Demon God Returns to His Loyal Hell_3

Chapter 1279: Chapter 431: The Demon God Returns to His Loyal Hell_3

Hexuno suddenly interjected. First, he smacked a kiss on Wayne, then with a serious face said to him: "Tell me, you haven’t tried that Reincarnation Altar, right?"

"..."

"Speak!"

Hexuno was almost driven to madness. The truth was already obvious—Lord Pride descending into the Mortal World had the Saint Heir as his target. If Wayne had used the Reincarnation Altar, it would mean Hell had obtained the Saint Heir.

No, the Demon God had returned to his loyal Hell!

Just imagining it, Hexuno felt like collapsing.

"I haven’t used it."

"Swear it!"

"Swear to whom?"

Wayne raised an eyebrow and chuckled: "To Heavenly Father? You know me—once I start, I’ll keep swearing to Heavenly Father about everything. I don’t mind, but I’m afraid your health might not handle it."

"..."

Hexuno was left speechless. He had to admit it made sense—a Saint Heir full of nonsense was not suitable to make oaths before Heavenly Father.

Switching to other Goddesses...

Even worse!

No matter how truthless the Saint Heir might be in the future, his identity placed him above bowing to other Goddesses.

Hexuno racked his brain for a long time. He didn’t dare let Wayne swear and softly said: "Your safety concerns all of Heaven. Please tell me truthfully that you didn’t use the Reincarnation Altar!"

"No, I only studied the Seven Deadly Sins on it."

Wayne shook his head. As for the Demon Bat incident, he didn’t mention it here—no sense in making Hexuno really break down.

The Saint Heir thing? Pure nonsense. Besides, he had never explicitly declared himself the Saint Heir; it was just Hexuno’s misunderstanding due to unexpected circumstances.

The true Saint Heir’s whereabouts remained unknown. Wayne only knew one thing—he definitely wasn’t the Saint Heir.

Hexuno stared fixedly at Wayne, attempting to analyze the truth from his expressions. The result wasn’t great. Wayne, that rascal, mastered deceit so well he could lie to women without even blinking—she couldn’t glean anything.

Hexuno felt uneasy in her heart and decided to get the truth out of Wayne tonight. As long as he was honest, she’d agree to anything he asked of her.

Compared to Heaven’s safety, the Saint Heir’s purity immediately became less significant.

Besides, it hadn’t been pure for a long time—it was just her self-deception all along.

Heya tilted her head and sized up the dog... er, the woman. The Archangel’s safety concerning all of Heaven made sense, but it felt like there was more to it.

Was she overthinking it?

"Alright, seeing as you’re so eager to apologize, I’ll let the interjection slide this one time, next time—"

"Wait!"

Heya interrupted him. After speaking, she froze and stared at Wayne.

"..." x2

Seeing Wayne and his secretary both rendered speechless, Heya’s face slightly reddened, and she lowered her head, murmuring: "I also prepared lipstick as an apology... Can I get a chance to apologize?"

No way, subordinates can’t kiss their bosses! x2

Wayne ignored her, and Hexuno didn’t bother addressing it either, saying: "Boss, is the Altar of Pride still there? I’d like to go examine it."

Humans turning into Devils—understandable. They gain entry to Hell and superhuman life.

But Devils reincarnating as humans aren’t nearly so fortunate. Due to Heaven Seal’s restrictions, Devils reincarnated as humans lose their bloodline, their authority, and must live as true humans, completely severed from Hell.

In such circumstances, even the Great Demon King would become frail and powerless, and the struggle to regain strength in the Mortal World would be immensely difficult.

Hexuno knew full well how powerful the Demon King who ambushed her was—it couldn’t have been through reincarnation, but rather an ordinary descent.

Moreover, Heya’s words weren’t wrong. Reincarnation was a privilege exclusive to Heaven. However, the intricacies involved far surpassed the simplicity of a Heaven Seal.

Heya’s rank wasn’t high enough to understand, but Hexuno did. It was clear that Devils did not possess such privileges, even the strongest Devil, Lord Pride.

"The altar has already been destroyed. I would never leave something so dangerous unchecked." Wayne was entirely certain. The altar? It exploded in one go—no mistake about it.

"Archangel, if the Demon King hiding in Lundan is Lord Pride, his only target could be the Saint Heir. We need to contact Archangel Uriel immediately; our top priority is to send him back to Hell." Heya said.

Hexuno’s heart tightened. She took over the conversation: "Boss, I’ll contact Uriel. During this time, you’d best leave Lundan."

"How could I? Aside from Lundan, the entire world is at war, bullets don’t have eyes—how dangerous would that be!" Wayne shrugged.

"Boss, you know what I mean!" Hexuno gritted her teeth.

"I don’t understand. If you say it openly, maybe I’ll get it."

"Fine, I’ll say it now."

Hexuno glanced at Heya. At this point, continuing to conceal the truth would only put the Saint Heir at risk—she needed to protect Wayne.

The so-called purity was merely an empty reputation; compared to Heaven and the Saint Heir’s safety, it was utterly insignificant!

"You’re not the Great... Mmph..."

Hexuno was cut off halfway when Wayne covered her mouth. He sighed, saying: "You really dare to say it? The sunk cost is enormous—I’m a capitalist, and even I wouldn’t mess with it. Where do you find this courage?"

With that, he directly gave the order: similar remarks were forbidden in the future.

Hexuno kept a solemn face and stiffly declared: "Forgive me, but I cannot comply with this order. It concerns all of Heaven. I will meet with Uriel and speak the truth."

"You’re overthinking it. I’m not."

"No, you are!"

"..."

Heya blinked cluelessly, confused by their cryptic conversation—could they stop being so mysterious?

"I’ll meet with Uriel. Lord Pride’s name alone is sufficient to make him drop his power struggles. You both will join me when the time comes."

Wayne frowned slightly: "There are already two Reincarnated Angels in the mix—it’s chaotic enough. Hopefully, none of them turn out to be a third Archangel."