Mythology Rebooted
Chapter 906 - 337: Good Looks Mean Power_2

Chapter 906: Chapter 337: Good Looks Mean Power_2

Smedley turned around and saw the assailant. The Heaven Holy Spear returned, piercing the "Cathedral Lord’s" chest. He screamed, transforming into a writhing mass of tentacles that flailed about on the ground, unable to reform its body.

Mona raised her hand to lift the Holy Spear, and, as per the script, stepped on the tentacles beneath her foot. Although she often did this, it was her first time doing so while clothed.

The moment she stepped down, a forbidden pleasure overwhelmed her mind and body, making her feel warm all over, as if she was about to float away.

Memories she had temporarily forgotten swept over her.

An excited voice told Mona, that’s how she should step, she should be on top, not Wayne.

Mona, annoyed, retorted sharply, What’s there to be excited about? When she’s not wearing clothes, she’s often on top!

Her blunt retort was so outrageous that it even came with several animated gifs, immediately shutting up the voice.

Holding a potent remedy, Mona counterattacked brilliantly, successfully winning the exchange. With white wings unfurling behind her, she transformed into a streak of white light, charging at Smedley with the Holy Spear leading.

"Damn it, Murphy, you useless trash..."

Smedley roared in anger. The angel had successfully infiltrated under his watch. If the word got out, wouldn’t he become the new joke of Hell, replacing the Thousand-Eyed Demon?

Being the butt of the joke didn’t matter; after all, who didn’t have a few jokes attached to them? The terrifying part was not having the face to meet the Lord of Envy.

The crisis came so suddenly that Smedley had no time to think. Crossing his arms in front of his chest, a projection of a pitch-black Venom Greatsword emerged, steadily blocking the incoming Holy Spear.

Boom!!

A burst of blazing Holy Light surged, instantly crushing the Darkness, pushing Smedley into the ground and ploughing a long ravine straight into a nearby hill with a loud rumble, causing an explosion and landslides.

Dealing with Umr in the cathedral, Mona held back, not daring to go all out, but the Devil didn’t have that privilege.

In the wilderness, she only increased her strength.

"Murphy, what’s the matter with you, what happened to the Corruption? Is this what you call your Life?"

"You have wasted so much time in The Void!"

Six Void Evil Gods closed in, first scolding the Cathedral Lord for his grave mistake, then exchanging heated opinions with dozens of mouths.

"What to do, the angel is here, our plan has been exposed, it’s still possible to return to The Void now."

"Why run? Is just one angel enough to scare you?"

"You have a point; a mere angel can only threaten our lives, but the Demon King from Hell can make our lives a living hell. Fleeing now would mean offending both sides, and we’d have no place to go."

"With Smedley and the angel evenly matched, and with our help, victory is assured!"

"No way, he can’t even lift his head after being beaten."

"That’s why we are even more important."

Dozens of mouths discussed and decided within three seconds not to change their allegiance, vowing to loyally follow Hell without second thoughts.

The Legendary Mage was such, and so was a fallen Legendary Mage.

Buzzzzzzz----------

From the east, west, north, and south, grand Holy Light Barriers suddenly formed, with clergy in white robes appearing from nowhere, each holding a Bible and devoutly chanting Psalms to strengthen the Barrier’s power.

Four white-bearded elders each guarded one side, with the center of the main formation being "Atone for Merits" Hodgson, nearly the entire elite of the Holy See of the Republic of Ireland gathered here.

Seeing this assembly, the six Void Evil Gods, although not panicking, couldn’t help but consider retreating. Instinct told them that the Holy See had long been prepared and wouldn’t just have these measures up their sleeves.

Could the Pope be coming in person?

White wings unfurled, Holy Light enveloped the sky, and countless white spear shadows rained down, piercing through the projection of Hell Territory, shattering the Darkness into fragments.

Good news: The Pope didn’t come.

Bad news: More than one angel.

Dozens of mouths didn’t discuss fleeing; the Barrier locked down space and the defensive power was astonishing, clearly well-prepared. Since returning to The Void was not an option, their only choice was to carve a bloody path.

"You three deal with the angel; we’ll break the Barrier. Damn Hodgson, he betrayed us."

"I knew we couldn’t depend on the clergy, those who play with Holy Light are all crooked!"

"Murphy, how long are you going to howl? Stop playing dead; get up already."

"Oh."

Wayne snapped upright like a carp flipping over, his six tentacles dancing chaotically, before speaking slowly, "I just thought of a good idea, one that could send you all straight to Hell without having to clash head-on with the angels."

"Open the Hell Gate?"

"No, mine is faster."

Wayne grinned fiercely, suddenly shooting out six tentacles, which in a flash, entangled the six Void Evil Gods.

"???"x6

The six simultaneously had a series of question marks float over their heads, confused about what was going on.

Tired of living, no desire to survive, willingly presenting themselves for contamination?

These shameless ones must be craving our knowledge, right?

The six Void Evil Gods couldn’t understand why, but one thing was for certain, the Cathedral Lord had long sided with Heaven.

"Murphy, have you lost your mind? Don’t you see what you look like? Do you really think Heaven would accept you?"

"Don’t waste time talking, let’s take him down together; no need for courtesy when dealing with a traitor."

The contest between Void Lifeforms was very straightforward: beauty equates power. The more grotesque in style, the greater the knowledge, the louder and more corrupting the voice.

The knowledge reserves among the seven Void Evil Gods were evenly matched. Although there were stronger and weaker ones, they weren’t far apart. Facing six against one, they were confident in swiftly eliminating the Cathedral Lord.

"Cackle, cackle, cackle----------"

Wayne flailed his tentacles, burrowing into the six Void Evil Gods. In the world of Void Lifeforms, beauty equates power, and Wayne’s beauty had a certain intense allure.