Mythology Rebooted
Chapter 803 - 311 Eye of Judgment_2

Chapter 803: Chapter 311 Eye of Judgment_2

The Holy Spear Phantasms swept across one after another, the colossal White Pentagram Array burst forth with brilliance, and two maids were imprisoned at the central hub of the Magic Array Diagram. As the ethereal visage of an angel enveloped their doll-like forms, their mouths and noses spewed white flames, burning them from within to a cinder.

The maid dolls, created with significant abilities and at enormous expense, were Juno’s half-completed replicas of Elizabeth—personally blazing through money, the pain couldn’t have been more evident.

The princess’s household was out of provisions too!

Even the underwear on her fiancé was what she had changed out of the day before.

Juno had no time for regret, tried to use the teleportation ring to escape but failed, and rushed over to Alisa’s side, grasping her arm, and flapping their wings soaring straight into the sky.

The chaotic space confused perception, and the concepts of up, down, left, and right were all blurred here. After bursting 500 meters upwards, Juno had ended up back at her starting point.

"What on earth is happening, why have only Ivette and Herman appeared? Where is everyone else, come and save us quickly!" Juno was frantic, her mind flickering through the worst possibilities.

Given the blood-drenched and horrifying scene, the annihilation of the Royal Family’s power was too dreadful to contemplate and was quickly dismissed as an improbable scenario.

At least Lando’s family of monstrosities wouldn’t die.

So why aren’t they coming to the rescue? Doesn’t Austin care for his old lover anymore?

"Heh heh heh ——"

A sinister laugh echoed from above, Juno’s eyes sparked with gold, her fingers gripped the radiant glow and lifted it above her head.

A majestic pillar of light shot towards the Dark Canopy, encountering the chaotic space that deflected its direction, striking towards Juno from the side. She remained calm, lifted her hand with the aid of Holy Light, reformed energy into a great war lance, and aimed it at the descending Proud Familiar—its tip stabbed straight towards its facial visor.

Douglas sneered nastily, puffing up his chest in the face of the oncoming Holy Spear.

The spear tip, fizzling with Holy Flame, pierced straight through the queen’s delicate visage.

Juno hurriedly withdrew the lance, nearly finishing off her royal mother without paying attention—almost achieving the regicidal feat.

As she stepped back, her feet found empty space, and she plummeted through the gaps between dimensions.

When she reappeared, her world spun chaotically, and she found herself on the outer limits of the chaotic space.

Juno rejoiced, embracing her fiancé tightly, her Holy Light Lance slipping from grasp, transforming into the fiercely burning Holy Flame.

The Holy Flame failed to melt through the thin spatial barrier. Her faith was not devout enough, even though a prayer had passed her lips just before she struck.

Douglas, unaffected by the chaotic space, roared deeply, and the Familiar’s body swelled again.

Still with pallid skin.

Muscles coiled around his body, emitting steam tinted with the color of blood, and the lower half of his face, covered with keratin face armor, was adorned with a mane resembling a lion’s, which gave him a commanding and imperious appearance.

One of the symbols of pride—the lion!

Douglas’s power intensified once again, trading intelligence for strength, causing his IQ and rationality to drop as he forgot that Juno was Austin’s daughter, only recognizing her as a possessor of Divine Blood, who must be captured alive.

Juno inhaled deeply, the liquid Holy Light Armor she wore flowing along her arm and dressing Alisa completely in a 360-degree angle without leaving even a pore exposed.

She flung Alisa into the pale marsh, allowing her to be submerged. As both were Void Lifeforms, and Elizabeth’s strain was higher-tiered, there was no worry about her being tainted by corrupted flesh.

Seeing no one around and no reinforcements arriving, and with her mother and brother locked in slumber, Juno’s body grew taller, transforming into an angelic evolved form.

Flap flap!

The bird-headed anomaly flapped its wings, its body pale, its limbs slender. If it weren’t for the Holy Spear held in its hands, by its skin color and strange form alone, this odd angel and Douglas’s transformation into the Proud Familiar could well be relatives.

Douglas paused briefly, his expression flickering with confusion; moments later, a gleam of ecstasy appeared in his eyes, and he emitted a voice filled with mystique.

"Angel’s evolutionary sequence, The Book of Hell needs you!"

"Hand it over!"

Douglas roared to the heavens, his arms plunging into the void, tearing apart the tarnished spatial fragments, infusing them with the dense aura of Hell and fashioned them into two pitch-black scimitars.

Two streaks of afterimages flashed, clashing in mid-air.

Boom!!!

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Banquet Hall.

Everyone was staring blankly at each other, holding their wine glasses and quietly waiting for the queen to return.

They were all nobles, with minds both dark and refined, already guessing why the queen hadn’t returned for half a day.

A fierce battle was unlikely, know the former Prince Douglas, having transformed into a Devil, turned tail at the sight of the Death Knight, significantly inferior in strength, mostly already chopped into a figure with separate heads.

Both Legendary Mages had also fallen.

Austin cared about his appearance, unwilling to force himself to become a prince. At this moment, the Death Knight was most definitely lashing the queen, coercing her to willingly remarry.

The queen obstinately refused, not until the Death Knight led out the warhorse.

Uh, this part could be dispensed with, after all, the queen still needed to remarry Prince Austin.

Austin: (一`´一)

Old Lundan, a noble of the Right M-Word Banner, knew what these insectoids were imagining—it was far-fetching to think he would become a prince, nor was it possible.

Hefei wrapped her arms around her chest, laughing coldly.

Philomena was still seeking the prince, seeing the latter refusing to show up, was melancholically nettled, prepared to make it tough for him tonight.

Both newly appointed deputy heads, Anick and Shati, didn’t pursue to rescue the queen but made their allegiances clear as they exchanged glances and slowly walked towards Austin, ready to connect emotionally with their new boss.

Austin regarded them with cold eyes.

Anick halted, while Shati, being a woman, continued forward, indicating they bore no malice.