Mythology Rebooted
Chapter 247 - 135 Devil vs Angel_3

Chapter 247: Chapter 135 Devil vs Angel_3

Just then, a sudden change occurred in the middle of the battlefield as two figures with wings of light flew in from outside the Spatial Fissure.

Archbishop Gunther.

Knight Commander Artley.

They had come for their faith!

Two little bugs, within manageable range, weren’t considered a change in the eyes of the Thousand-Eyed Demon, who didn’t even spare them a glance, his attention fixed on the angels the whole time.

A red scorching river soared into the sky, and a black-winged, white-bodied figure hovered quietly midair, with red magma dripping down along its fleshy wings and tail, awakening a scorching breath that spread wildly in all directions.

"Roar roar roar————"

The Demon Bat roared angrily, spreading its wings wide in the air, its six golden pupils locking onto the angel, and the giant demon eye on its chest also looked over.

The aura was chaotic and irritable, as if it had just been awakened with a very foul temper.

The violent wind danced, and the scorching airflow shot out in all directions, creating visible white waves that surged and rolled with an overwhelmingly domineering presence.

On the ground, the red mountains and magma rivers shook violently, responding to their master’s call.

"That’s great, the clone is still alive..."

Truly deserving of the title Lord Pride, trusting him was not a mistake!

The Thousand-Eyed Demon revealed an ecstatic smile, sitting firmly on the throne, with a thread of his thought spreading out, laughing loudly, "My child, I am your father; it is I who created you. Do not be confused, do not fear. Use your power to kill the angel before you; she is no match for you."

What is this nonsense?

Wayne was completely baffled, wondering which wire had crossed wrongly in the Thousand-Eyed Demon’s brain to make it say such idiotic things.

He lifted his five fingers, raising the red scorching river, collapsing the red mountains, destabilizing the Thousand-Eyed Demon’s black throne so that it couldn’t remain stable, and a magma greatsword wreathed in black smoke rose up, slashing directly towards the position of the Thousand-Eyed Demon.

Boom boom boom————

Under the apocalyptic impact akin to mountains collapsing, the pillar under the Thousand-Eyed Demon’s feet crumbled, cracks spread throughout the black throne, and the process of receiving thoughts was completely interrupted.

The Thousand-Eyed Demon was as if it had been harshly slapped across the face, its ecstatic smile frozen, and after a brief moment of astonishment, boundless rage filled its chest, issuing a blood-curdling hoarse roar, turning a murderous gaze towards the Demon Bat.

Too many eyes, momentarily unsure where to look!

The Thousand-Eyed Demon got even angrier, for the first time finding that even with so many eyes, he didn’t have enough.

"If only the true form had descended..."

The Thousand-Eyed Demon gritted its teeth, a Black Robe swirling with dark mist, gathering the power of Hell, and behind it emerged massive wings enshrouded in black smoke.

Unable to reshape the throne in a short time, thereby unable to continue receiving thoughts, he had nonetheless received enough power. At least defeating the angel and slaying the Demon Bat was not beyond him.

Once all obstacles were eliminated, he could surely clinch success and take the final step.

Darkness, flames, and Holy Light surged in the high sky, increasing in power and forcing mountains to collapse and the earth to shatter, as the scorching red river swiftly sank.

High in the sky, the Hell Gate flashed with electric arcs, and the black mist vortex roared incessantly.

Against the backdrop akin to the apocalypse, Artley, with deep concern, looked up at the Hell Gate in the sky, sensing the three mighty auras and couldn’t help but make the sign of the cross on his chest.

At this point, all he could do was pray.

Gunther did not pray, but opened the Golden Rule Bible with both hands, making contact with the summoned angel.

The devils were infighting, the Thousand-Eyed Demon and his own creation now locked in an irreconcilable contradiction, with all three sides opposing each other. If the angel chose to stand aside and simply watch the devils tearing each other apart, she would surely be targeted by both demons.

He hoped the angel would join forces with one of the demons to defeat the other first and then decide who would claim the final victory.

A flash of displeasure crossed Renata’s golden eyes, joining forces with a devil, even to destroy another devil, went against her beliefs.

The angel’s answer was simple, she couldn’t do it.

Gunther’s reply was even simpler, if she couldn’t do it, the devil would be the final winner, and surely she didn’t wish to see St. Paul Cathedral defiled by devils, nor the glory of the Father desecrated, right?

Truly a human devil!

Renata’s expression turned cold as she asked the holder of the Golden Rule, which devil she should ally with.

Isn’t that obvious? It must be the one who would slay his own father!

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