Mythology Rebooted
Chapter 912 - 338 Jealousy Descends_4

Chapter 912: Chapter 338 Jealousy Descends_4

She shook her head to indicate she was not seriously harmed.

"Still saying you’re fine? Your face is all black."

Wayne slapped Mona on the shoulder, his tentacles wrapping around and pulling all of the Chapters of the Seven Deadly Sins Melody about Envy into his own body.

Hexuno: ∑(Ő‸Ő,)

Who am I, where am I, what happened, how did such a huge Seven Deadly Sins Melody disappear all of a sudden.

Hexuno returned to within the seal. Without the Seven Deadly Sins Melody and rejected by Mona, he anxiously felt helpless.

Good news: He had just broken through the barrier, taking a huge step forward.

Bad news: The step he took could not be retracted, and he could no longer change the live broadcast channel in the future.

As fortune never comes alone and misfortunes never come singly, Hexuno was terrified to discover another layer of trap in the Hell Curse; he couldn’t dominate Mona, as the control was gradually taken away by her, shifting from his awakening to Mona’s awakening of her memories from her past life.

Though the outcome was the same with memories blending together, the reversal of primary and secondary was truly terrifying.

Hexuno, not knowing what to think, frantically called out, urging Mona to maintain her self and stop now while she still could, not to continue to fall deeper into corruption.

Mid-sentence, Mona muted him, sweeping the memories along with him to a corner.

Mona, surprised to find she had taken the initiative, confused and suspecting it had to do with her awakening, held the broken Heaven Holy Spear, looking complexly at Wayne.

"It’s fine, just an outdated weapon, should have been discarded a long time ago."

Wayne misunderstood Mona’s intent, casually advising her not to blame herself, then waved his hand to take the Oath Sword from his Personal Space and handed it over.

"You can see, you’re not used to guns. Use this sword for now."

"What about you, boss?"

"I’ll use this."

Wayne raised one arm, formed a blade with his hand, his five fingers and palm melting and reassembling, extending into a pale-colored sword blade.

Seeing this, Mona then put away the Holy Spear and took the Oath Sword that Saint George used to slay the dragon.

Holding the Divine Artifact, Holy intent surged powerfully, and the Angel’s Golden Rule unfolded a vast golden glow, like a warm and shining little sun, as Holy Light pierced through layers of Darkness, injecting new life and hope into this world of despair.

The Oath Sword in Wayne’s hand, and in the hands of a true Reincarnated Angel, were completely two different concepts.

"Boss, the Devil’s power is still getting stronger." Mona’s eyes surged with golden light, a holy glow spreading across her face, making her look sacred and inviolable.

"You take the front, I’ll cover the back, we’ll send him back to Hell."

Wayne’s pale face had no features, a Great Eyeball in the center of his chest spreading whispers filled with corrupting power, causing the approaching light and Darkness to twist pale, like a layer of flesh wall hung in mid-air.

Darkness launched an assault from afar, the Lord of Envy startled at Wayne’s drastically altered appearance, an insignificant character in his eyes, yet now possessing the capability to touch him.

The Lord of Envy touched his face, still feeling a bit of sting, disdainfully said, "The evolution of The Void, Mages of the Mortal World are getting crazier."

White light rapidly approached, Mona held the Oath Sword, her strength unmatchably stronger, a golden light curtain unfolded from nearby to far away, as though pushing open the Barrier of frozen time and space, silencing the entire Dark Abyss.

Mona, holding the Divine Armor, took it a step further, causing the Lord of Envy to internally lament the headache, but he remained composed, setting up the Dark Magic Sword to calmly respond.

Just then, a huge white hand fell from the sky.

Five thick tentacles extended in different directions, five pale pillars heavily landed, fingertips merging together, forming a massive white cage.

Mona flapped her wings, distancing herself from the continually shrinking white cage.

The Lord of Envy, with a hint of curiosity, paused to watch this novel maneuver, the next second, numerous whispers filled his ears.

"Follow me..."

"Grasp the true essence of life, evolve with me."