Arad's unruly savior

The saying "Once bitten by a snake, twice shy" holds true.

Sirocco stared intently at the wicked woman, Hilder, noticing that she seemed listless and lacked energy, yet showed no obvious signs of fatigue. She strongly suspected that Hilder's weakness might be an act.

And now I want to get her combat power for free.

For example, just a quarter of an hour ago, she had no idea that Hilder possessed an unknown primordial power. If the Demon Realm hadn't been banished by Tomorrow's Rigel and was in danger, she thought the wicked woman could have kept the primordial power hidden.

When used unexpectedly, even the Primordial God was injured.

"What powers do you possess?" Sirocco asked, racking his brain for a matching power, but couldn't find an answer for the time being.

Her right eye seemed to gather all colors, rippling like a dream. There were no earth-shattering phenomena, but the enemy's transcendent was like a drunkard, full of flaws. Rigel even died on the spot, which was terrifying.

Faced with Sirocco's question, Herder returned to her infuriating silence. Clearly, she had no intention of explaining. The nature of her power was a secret, and the fewer people who knew about it, the better. The power she possessed was also a coincidence.

"Heh, keep hiding your treasure." Sirocco was too lazy to press further; she was gradually getting used to Hilder's stubbornness.

The more curious you are about what she's hiding, the less likely she is to open up. She's prone to emotional and sexual apathy; she's naturally cold-hearted and can count the number of times Ye Lin attacks her without batting an eye.

As for powers, she can find clues afterward using her abilities in the realm of fate.

boom!
Sirocco faced off against Tomorrow's Rigel. Black and red invisible flowers materialized into phantoms, filling the sky. The black patterns were not normal colors, but the power of primordial darkness, exuding a dangerous aura and possessing the ability to destroy all things.

Ragnarok of Tomorrow wields his terrifying claws of time and space, causing the hourglass of time to gleam with golden light, within which flow fine, golden sand. He traverses the past, present, and future, leaving no trace. He may appear before us, yet he may exist in any time and any space.

The moment the two collided, a section of the starry sky instantly became hazy and invisible, and the laws of the boundless divine realm burned fiercely, as if a thousand troops were fighting to the death, making it difficult to see the true situation of the battle.

"We must kill them and then break out." Niwu took a deep breath and transformed into the goddess of light and justice from the mythological era. Ancient divine light bloomed all over the sky, and the golden radiance was sacred and noble, forming a magnificent spectacle that illuminated the dark world.

She transformed from a lively girl next door into a noble, sacred, and extraordinary goddess. Her legs became graceful and long, her hips became round and perky, and her breasts became incredibly developed, rivaling those of Monica and Ritz.

The obvious changes in Niwu's body surprised Katie and the others.

As native demons, they knew that the secrets of the mythical era were hidden in their bloodline, so they also tried to understand the secrets of the runes and even tried to learn the secrets of the runes.

They had no reason not to be interested in the dazzling rune technique that could enhance their close combat ability, stimulate their mythical bloodline, and increase their physical constitution.

Moreover, the fact that they could become leaders of powerful forces shows that even without Ye Lin's support, their own talent was absolutely top-notch. Everyone is a genius... Therefore, they learned the magic runes with ease and quickly mastered them.

However, subsequent research was not so smooth and wonderful. In the Xuanwen lineage, they initially mastered the secrets of awakening without much effort. The bloodline in their bodies showed a faint tendency to light up, and their physique was strengthening. But they could not explore further and progressed very slowly, as if there was a huge blockage, an invisible bloodline seal.

On the one hand, it's because of the lack of the Ishtar arcane technique to transition to the Origin Realm, so Niwu wouldn't give away advanced arcane techniques of battle mages so easily. On the other hand, it's because her own talent domain and runes don't match. The latter situation is quite normal.

Some people are exceptionally talented in swordsmanship, some have an extraordinary affinity for magical elements, and others have excellent physiques and are suited for combat skills, each with their own area of ​​expertise.

The leaders of several major powers sighed, saying that in the field of excavating the bloodline of the mythical era, Niwu should be unique and hard to surpass, and Erica and Beyana are both outstanding successors.

Niwu, who used to be at odds with Katie but later became close to her, along with Smira, who also didn't get along with her, was somewhat unwilling to accept defeat after failing to research the Arcane Arts. Stagnating at the half-step legendary realm, she was discouraged and stubbornly snorted:
"No matter how outstanding her mythical bloodline is, it will still be diluted after she has Ye Lin's child."

Then, a summoner in the organization reminded him that this was clearly even more terrifying. This couldn't be considered dilution; it was clearly a powerful combination.

……

Compared to magic users like Ritz and Katie, who can unleash magical power with a wave of their hand and cast spells from a distance, Niwu is a rare close-combat expert. After transforming, she grabs the ancient spear and charges into the enemy camp, her golden light dazzling and illuminating the darkness, displaying great bravery.

Another character with a close-quarters combat style is Sulfana, whose weapon is a broad-bladed horse-slaying sword that Night Forest meticulously crafted for her. Her moves are wide and sweeping, and each strike is like cutting through mountains and cleaving peaks.

After Raigor of Tomorrow banished the Demon Realm, the eight directions of the Demon Realm were plunged into deep darkness due to the loss of the sun, and were once filled with panic and despair. Now, they have been relit by Niwu's golden radiance, shining like a sun.

The Demon Realm, Mole Valley.

The plump peacock Roble, whose nest was lined with a series of precious gems including Terrastone Essence, Time Stone, High-Grade Amulet, and Void Magic Stone, now looked as benevolent and at ease as if incubating an egg, then tilted its head and watched the great battle in the sky with one eye.

She is also a transcendent being, possessing the power to fight against the heavens.

"Forget it. My injuries haven't fully healed, so I won't join in the fun. If I fight another battle, I'll really die. It wouldn't be surprising if I died there. Besides, the Demon Realm isn't my home. My home is the God Realm, so why should I bother with this?"

Robert muttered something, found a comfortable position, and closed his eyes peacefully.

St. Patrick's Cathedral, North Brooklyn.

The conqueror Casillas, a man of imposing stature and a face as ugly as a demon, emerged from the secret chamber. White breaths billowed from his nostrils as he breathed. He grabbed two bloodstained steel blades from the sword rack, drew them an inch from their sheaths with a clang, and the cold light of the swords flashed like snow in the dead of winter, covering the sky and earth, before returning them to their sheaths.

“It’s about time. I’ve pushed my dark side to its limit, and I’ve fully assimilated the swordsmanship of the artificial god. My swordsmanship won’t improve any further in the near future,” Casillas murmured, then looked at another sealed chamber and said:

"Sodross, are you dead or not?"

Among the twelve artificial gods, one was a master swordsman who left behind a portion of his legacy in the crypt of St. Patrick's Cathedral.

More accurately, that artificial god's power is the embodiment of war, the manipulation of iron and blood.

A sharp sword aura responded to him, and the heavy stone door instantly turned into smooth, flat fragments. As the dust rose, Sordros, with his white hair and beard, emerged from the secret chamber. His face was stern, and he carried several weapons on his back. An overwhelming aura was rising within him as he confronted the Conqueror head-on.

"Hahaha, you're not dead, old man, that's great. I was worried you'd die of old age after going into seclusion." The Conqueror laughed wildly, then grabbed the strong liquor from his waist and poured it into his mouth. The strongest liquor seemed like burning flames, flowing between his interlocking teeth, making him look even more dangerous and terrifying.

“But now is not the time for us to duel; a new enemy has arrived.” The Conqueror gripped the hilt of his steel-bladed sword, speaking with an eager, thirsty tone:
"My sword hasn't been stained with the blood of a living person for so long." Just as the Conqueror was yearning for battle, for his blade to drink blood, and for soaring into the sky, his exquisite control over the Primordial Darkness within him suddenly made him sense the aura of a kindred spirit.

Subsequently, Casillas the Conqueror disappeared from the Cathedral of St. Patrick and reappeared at the center of the Earth Rail, in the Wuxuan Zoo.

Due to the strange phenomena in the eight directions of the demon realm's sky, darkness swept in and engulfed the entire world, only to be dispelled by golden light. This back and forth caused many demons to panic and be afraid. As a result, some tourists hurriedly went home, while others sought refuge in the Eye of Remedia. There were no tourists left in the zoo, only equally frightened animals.

In the zoo, a black and white panda remained calm. It stood atop a rockery, like an old man who had seen the vicissitudes of life, glancing disdainfully at the roaring and howling animals before turning its attention to the distant horizon.

Casillas appeared, wielding a bloodstained steel blade, immediately attracting the attention of the black and white panda. The moment their eyes met, it seemed as if each of them held a story, and the atmosphere suddenly became very eerie.

A moment later, Casillas laughed heartily, continued drinking heartily, and said:

“Dirige, you look surprisingly good. If you had been like this before, I wouldn’t have sent you to Bolonx.”

The nine apostles of the Demon Realm, plus Luke, the creator, made a total of ten apostles. After they all ascended to the Demon Realm, the natural fighting spirit among the powerful and the inevitable competition for resources led to clashes.

Kahn resides in the central square, possesses an invincible spirit, and his position remains unshakeable.

Prey soars through the skies, traveling between Staten Island and the Night Skyscraper, almost living a life of seclusion. Moreover, his strength is on par with Cain's, so no one dares to challenge him.

Lotus dwells in the deep sea, and has no disputes with other apostles over his territory.

A rather fierce civil war once broke out among the other apostles.

Among them, Dirige was disliked by the other apostles because of his plague-like nature.

In the turf war, Dirige was the first to be driven out, and among those who did so was Casillas.

Unless it involves huge interests, such as information about the Water of Life, the apostles usually disdain to join forces. However, Dirige's characteristics were so annoying that several apostles took action and blasted him into the desolate region of Boronx.

Afterwards, Casillas felt that his actions were inappropriate and did not conform to his will to challenge the strong. So he took his bloodstained steel blade and went to Boronx to fight Dirige one-on-one. In the end, he slightly won and cleaved open the opponent's body, which was flowing with filthy blood.

However, due to the fact that the apostles cannot kill each other, and because of Dirige's own immortality, this is where it ends.

“You’re still as annoying as ever,” Lord Di said slowly, his teeth still containing bamboo fibers.

Of the ten apostles, before Dirige was transferred by Hilder, he hated the Conqueror and the Explosive Dragon King Bakal the most.

Bakal was so arrogant that he looked down on almost everyone and even dared to call it a black wild boar.

He even found its immortality and plague-causing abilities interesting, and later created an evil dragon named Spitz in the heavens based on it.

With the same immortality and the same highly toxic constitution, it's hard to believe that the two are unrelated.

My dislike for Casillas stems purely from his belligerent nature and tendency to provoke conflict.

Being banished to Boronx by the apostles was bad enough, but then the conqueror came after him and fought him one-on-one, and he still lost.

“That’s good, that’s really good. If you’ve always been like this, you should have been given the Mole Valley in Hilder back then.” The conqueror was still laughing wildly, his words implying how ugly Dirige had been in the past, which made Dirige very angry, but he couldn’t do anything about it.

The conqueror is now significantly more powerful than before, but due to its changed life form, it lacks the primordial darkness and the source of the plague, and has not made much progress.

The Conqueror Casillas changed the subject, saying, "You're just like that old bastard Luke; your limits shouldn't be limited to this."

"Go ask Nightwood for help; your plague abilities might be of some use."

He had a premonition that none of the twelve apostles would be missing.

Dirige changed the subject, feeling he couldn't be the only one being roasted, and said, "Where's that foul-mouthed dragon? Has it come back? Is it still hanging in the room?"

The primal fire of the Explosive Dragon King Bakal is still inside the lantern in Akko's room.

“I agree with you. Bakal has a foul mouth. You two are both in this half-dead, half-alive state, so you should have a lot in common. He seems to still be hanging there,” the Conqueror said.

After Akko went to the Arad continent, she didn't take the lantern that was still hanging in the room with her. The ever-burning flame suddenly flickered.

Meanwhile, on the golden planet Tayberrs.

Agnes of Blazing Flames stood in the black volcano region, pleading with them:

"Lord Anton, the Eight Faces of the Demon Realm have vanished and been banished to another dimension. Lord Lotus has arrived, and the Apostles are returning. As one of them, the one with an infinitely long body, the Flame Devourer, shouldn't you return to your glory?"

Only a few seconds after the words were spoken, a dark, deep ball of energy, seemingly capable of encompassing everything in the world, floated out from the crater of the black volcano and landed in front of Agnes, radiating an obsidian-like luster and containing incredible power.

“Lord Anton…” Agnes was completely stunned, because Anton had made his move.

This scene has repeated itself countless times. Whenever she tries to encourage Lord Anton to cheer up, he hands her his Apostle Essence, meaning, "Merge with it. From now on, you are an Apostle, and you will fight in my place."

Of the ten apostles of the Demon Realm, only Anton was one who had to voluntarily ascend to the Demon Realm because his homeland had been destroyed.

Regardless of the allure of the water of life, in a sense, Herder was its savior.

Aside from eating, it had no ambition for dominance and was quite content staying in Tayberrs. (End of Chapter)