Mythology Rebooted
Chapter 853 - 323 Little Devil, From Where Do You Hail?_4

Chapter 853: Chapter 323 Little Devil, From Where Do You Hail?_4

Archibald waved his hand, and the suspended Parchment Scripture burst into golden light.

The next second, the bowstring trembled, and a cold, harsh voice dispelled layers of fog.

A white light broke through the air, piercing the Parchment Scripture and sending it towards the edge of the world.

"Who is there?"

Archibald turned around sharply, his fingers transforming into claws, black wings unfurling behind him, his body exuding the eerie stench of Hell.

"Devil..."

Dreyne held the White Night Purity Words, clad in Moonlight Armor, gazing at the guarded Archibald with a hint of joy flickering across his icy face.

"Thank you for leading me here."

"..."

Archibald’s eye twitched as he recognized the renowned White Night Purity Words.

With his current power, he stood no chance against the Moonlight Knight, especially since he had to conceal his identity, unable to use Angel’s Golden Rule and shrouded in a devil’s disguise, making the fight even more unequal.

What terrible timing!

The Moonlight Knight had not come earlier or later but precisely now, making Archibald suspect that the moment he arrived in Lundan, he had been targeted by the Moonlight Knight, who followed him, leading to their current encounter.

"Little devil, what kind are you from? Those wings are rare; who’s Familiar are you? This isn’t your true appearance, is it?"

Dreyne outright revealed Archibald’s disguise. The Moonlight Knight, having seen many scenes, could tell that the devil was intentionally hiding his identity.

"Show your face; if it’s ugly, I’ll grant you a swift end."

Dreyne raised his hand to the bowstring, a gleam of pleasure in his eyes. Dragon Bone Mountain held potential for reshaping, well-preserved. Coincidentally, she just happened to have a Drake that might be used for evolution.

Stumbling upon such fortune must be guidance from the Goddess.

"Want my life? Speak with your bow!"

Archibald shouted, a roaring Hellish aura swirling around him, formidable energy manifesting as dark clouds up high, the force field pressing down on the surrounding space, exploding into a furious blaze.

Very strong!

But it depends on the comparison.

The three Familiars that infiltrated Lundan were mere infants compared to Archibald in his Hell form; the devil had lost on his own stage to a Reincarnated Angel.

Compared to Dreyne...

Well, at least the visual effects were maxed out.

Whoosh!

A white arrow of light shot down, piercing the dark vortex. The terrifying force field instantly ceased, the entire dark cloud turned into an ice mountain, crackling and shattering into hailstones falling to the ground.

When facing a powerful energy attack, simply crush it with even stronger energy, as the God-chosen Knight always could.

As the hail roared, a hazy figure shrouded in black mist swooped down, arriving in front of Dreyne in a flash, with a bizarre, dark twisted blade in hand, slashing towards the icy face.

"Let’s play a game."

Dreyne lifted his longbow to block the dark blade, swiping his hand to draw a Cold Moon Thin Sword in front, slashing at the roaring face in the black mist.

Upon contact, the figure in the black mist split from top to bottom, cleanly into two halves.

Dreyne raised an eyebrow, focusing on Dragon Bone Mountain, where at the Dragon Skull’s location, a dark figure roared defiantly, pulling out a Crucifix Heavy Sword.

Golden light soared, a holy aura rising fiercely.

With the divine weapon no longer suppressing it, the dragon’s skeleton growled low, as if in the next second a Bone Dragon would soar into the sky.

The scent of Death, the scent of Life, the essence of Heaven and Hell fiercely clashed at that moment.

"What is this?"

"..."

"What is this?"

Wayne:|_•´)!!

Wayne hid behind a protruding mound of earth and stones, staring at a new species of devil clad in black mist, sporting a pair of dark wings, exclaiming his newfound knowledge.

"So, Hell has not only Devils but also Fallen Angels..."

"This world really has such things!"

Wayne murmured, fixing his gaze on the Crucifix Heavy Sword raised by the devil, its golden pattern on a white background with blades on both sides, majestic and dominating, befitting only the mighty. It was indeed the fruit knife he had lost many years ago.

"Good people receive good rewards; even with the surname Lao, Heaven does favor a honest man like me..."

"Today, I’ll be unreserved!"

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