Mythology Rebooted
Chapter 908 - 337 Beauty is Power_4

Chapter 908: Chapter 337 Beauty is Power_4

Umr was at a loss, clutching the Energy Holy Spear, standing aside. As he was usually taciturn, he couldn’t even form a mood.

"Angel... Mona, do we need to keep prisoners for interrogation?"

"No need, I never leave any survivors," Mona’s eyes were cold, her memories filled with a sea of blood.

Smedley was burnt to a crisp by the Holy Flame; after the stench of the venom dissipated, the surface turned golden yellow, and the air filled with a rich aroma of meat.

Wayne’s index finger twitched. The Holy Flame roasted the devil, and the aroma was enough; he wondered about the taste.

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Smedley roared repeatedly, knowing he couldn’t personally offer this world to the Lord of Envy. With heavy decisiveness, not willing to back down, he used his own body as a container, praising the might of his envious master.

As a bizarre melody began to play, the air suddenly thickened, and the crumbling projection of Hell showed signs of healing.

Umr, experienced in battle, was no stranger to such scenes. With the Archangel by his side, he calmly cast the Energy Holy Spear.

The moment it pierced through the projection of Hell Territory, the Holy Spear scattered into pure white light feathers, intertwining white chains creating a seal akin to the Gates of Heaven.

Smedley’s praise grew louder, eventually turning into a roar, "My master, Smedley offers you everything, along with my shattered mind and body, all for your divine might to reach the ends of the world!"

After his words, the giant python’s eyes dimmed, life extinguished entirely.

Mona did not retrieve the Heaven Holy Spear but intensified the roasting power of the Holy Flame. It wasn’t just Smedley’s body that burned, but the entire corrupted world as well, leaving nothing unscorched.

That was quite extreme.

Boom!

A black column of light erupted skyward, originating not from the projection of Hell Territory but from Smedley’s remains.

A cold will swept over, silencing all sound and light, dragging a portion of the world into boundless darkness. The Holy Light Barrier surrounding it also gained a layer of black glow at that moment.

The seal on the Gates of Heaven shook as if a gigantic creature was striking at the gates. The white chains bore an unbearable weight, shattering at the sound, and the cracks in the Gates of Heaven spread until it finally burst open.

Feeling the terrifying pressure in the air, Umr quickly looked at Mona, whose expression remained cold, with only her eyes boiling with golden Holy Light.

"This is..."

Wayne tensed, placing his hand on his chest, feeling the awakening of the Dark Goddess, who sensed the changes in the outside world even in her slumber.

If you dare show up, don’t think about going back.

Wayne intensified the corruption, aiming to instantly morph this fragment of the Dark Goddess’s thoughts into his own form.

The Dark Goddess had just opened her eyes when she saw the boundless Pale Sea crash down, fear of residing in a basement all white, she hastily fell back into slumber, refusing any interaction with the outside world.

High above, fragments of the Gates of Heaven fell, transforming into their original form of Holy Light Energy, merging with the air and barely bringing some light to this dark world.

Outside the Barrier, the Clergy gaped, looking at a completely dark Barrier, wondering which powerful devil had descended upon the Mortal World.

That being said, they had some guesses, not just any ordinary devil but one of The Seven Demon Kings, above all of Hell.

The projection of Hell Territory twisted and shrank, eventually forming a figure no different in size from a common man.

The man had long hair over his shoulders, eyes like starlight, exceptionally handsome and exuding nobility.

He wore an incredibly lavish purple robe, adorned with gold, white, and black patterns, resembling moving snakes. As the robe fluttered without wind, the snakes seemed to move as well.

Lord of Envy!

The Lord of Envy closed his eyes and took a deep breath, intoxicatedly saying, "Smedley, you did well. I will reshape a Familiar in your name, letting your loyalty be passed down."

He opened his eyes, looked at Umr, directly ignored him, saw Mona, and slightly smiled, then...

paused.

"How..."

"Is it you?!"

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