I'll kill you after I finish this game!

not only that.

This horrifying and bloody incident occurred in all public and private places, including commercial streets, bars, homes, dark corners, subways and stations, buses and taxis.

Those who were stunned by this bloody and shockingly cruel scene finally came to their senses and followed their instincts...

"Ahhh!!!"

"Dead people!!!"

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

"Help!!!"

"..."

At the same time, a series of heart-wrenching screams echoed throughout the city at night, and decapitations of varying sizes occurred in various places at the same time.

In the various chilling locations where decapitations occurred, inside the headless corpses that fell helplessly to the ground, transparent souls, invisible to the terrified ordinary people around them, emerged in three dimensions.

The souls, their eyes and expressions still reflecting the terror and blankness of their previous lives, had not yet had time to react to their current situation.

Suddenly, something strange happened beneath them; a thick, blood-red shadow spread rapidly.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

Before these souls could react, crimson skeletal arms extended from the shadows, instantly grabbing the terrified souls and producing a violent thud that only they could hear.

Looking down, he saw himself being forcibly pulled into the shadows by the skeletal arms burning with scarlet energy flames.

As if they had sunk into a man-eating swamp, the souls, struggling frantically but utterly powerless, wore expressions of despair and terror.

One last look at his severed head, rolling to one side, and his headless corpse, gushing and spewing copious amounts of blood.

All the spirits realized what was happening.

I am dead; my head suddenly broke off.

Is this... being dragged into hell?!

Before their vision was submerged and their consciousness was completely swallowed by darkness, countless ghoul souls all uttered these thoughts.

Without exception, the common thread was fear of the "unknown hell".

On a tower in Tokyo at night, a lonely figure sits atop the tower, using spiritual energy to pave a path to his seat in the void, staring blankly at the boundless black night sky before him.

"Blood, blood, blood, yearning for blood..."

Feeling the soul power accumulating within his body, Lei Zhe's azure eyes were filled with longing for the past, and he kept humming a bloody ballad.

He would feel disgusted if he didn't try to distract himself like this, because the souls he was absorbing were the ghouls he hated.

Besides that, he could also hear the little saint whispering inside his body. It wasn't an illusion, but the sound was like a child talking in their sleep.

Even if someone responds to his singing, it feels incredibly elusive.

If any supernatural being were here, they would be terrified at the sight of Razer.

From the perspective of the extraordinary being, Lei Zhe's figure, sitting cross-legged in the void at the top, was filled with an aura of curses, like a dark celestial body.

Burning across the entire night sky, the aura of curse seemed to fill the entire heavens, like another black sun in the darkness.

Instead of spreading warm sunshine, it spreads curses and murderous intent akin to death.

Even Fafnir, a dragon mastered in the art of curses, would be stunned and shocked if he saw Reiji at this moment.

Like a cosmic black hole that devours everything, the divine curse known as the Decapitation Curse spreads rampantly over the city, its curse waves capable of annihilating all living beings.

After entering the Eternal Destruction, it is necessary to collect so-called fuel, also known as soul energy.

P.S.: Please vote and recommend! Hmmmm, there are quite a few pretentious sentences in Buddhist scriptures. I feel like I'm about to have an epiphany (looking like a celestial being~#).

The immeasurable number is Taiji, so if it is used as a creation, it is called Maha-immeasurable.

Chapter Thirty-Eight: Fallen Angels Will Eventually Go to Heaven~

"How much longer are you going to watch? You think you're hiding it well? The decadent aura you exude doesn't support you doing this."

Gazing idly into the distance, Lei Zhe, who was constantly absorbing large amounts of soul energy, had a ferocious killing intent flickering in his eyes. He sensed a powerful soul with an aura of corruption.

His yearning for a powerful soul fueled a ravenous killing intent within him.

"Oh dear, I thought my hiding skills were pretty good, but I didn't expect you to find out."

The killing intent in Lei Zhe's eyes was calm, a calmness that was extremely eerie; he was not controlled by the killing intent.

He glanced indifferently to the side.

In the sky, a figure suddenly appeared in the void and came into Lei Zhe's sight.

Twelve black wings were spread out, symbolizing the other party's identity as a fallen angel.

Even without any hostility, he exuded a powerful aura that made Razer uncomfortable.

The fallen angel, a man resembling a flamboyant old man, had a slightly weathered and mature face with an irreverent smile as he looked at Rai Zhe, who was sitting in the void.

There was no hostility in his eyes towards Lei Zhe, but rather a strong desire to explore and curiosity.

He also felt a strong sense of dread regarding the chilling, curse-like aura emanating from Razer that sent a shiver down his spine.

"Lord Azazel, what brings you here?"

"Don't be so cold~ Aren't you and my son Vali good friends? In a way, we're not enemies. Could you please tone down the curse aura around you?"

Azazel, who had suddenly arrived at this place and didn't know what business it was for, was very friendly. He put away the twelve black wings on his back, sat cross-legged in the void, and said to Rezhe with a smile.

He really didn't want to get any closer to Rezel now; the cursed aura surrounding the other was too terrifying, so terrifying that Azazel felt like he was about to die at any moment.

Damn it, Vali, are you kidding your dad? Didn't you say that the other party has holy power far exceeding that of the Archangel and the Twilight Lance, as well as a strange ability to copy?

You didn't even tell me about this cursed aura? Were you trying to ruin your loving father?!

"...Vali, given his personality, he probably won't tell you about me, even if you and Vali have a close relationship."

Upon hearing Azazel utter the name of Vali, Rezel quickly considered the intelligence and made some deductions.

He slowly suppressed the aura of the curse, since he had already absorbed almost all the souls within a few kilometers.

Given Vali's personality, he wouldn't casually tell Azazel things; given Vali's shrewdness, he couldn't have failed to see through Azazel's hidden intentions.

Then there's only one possibility: he himself may have already caught the eye of some powerful forces.

"Hmm~, it's normal for a son to have secrets he doesn't want his dad to know. If I don't ask him, Vali really won't tell me."

Seeing that Reiji had stopped cursing, Azazel's eyes lit up. He immediately floated over as if they were old friends, stood directly opposite Reiji, and looked the human boy up and down with a grin.

After receiving news of Reiji from the demons, Azazel, who had spies, naturally received the news as well, and was told that the other party was the host of the God-Slaying Tool [White Dragon Emperor's Wings].

This piqued Azazel's interest greatly, since the White Dragon Emperor was right beside him. So who was this extra White Dragon Emperor?

After talking with Vali, he thought Vali would show interest and become a battle fanatic, but Vali's expression was a bit strange after hearing the news, and he didn't react as he had imagined.

As an old-fashioned person, Azazel is quite shrewd. After exchanging information with Vali, he managed to obtain information about Reiji, saving him the trouble of searching for information himself.

The wielder of the God Destroyer Gear, whose true identity remains unknown, surpassed Vali in strength within just a few months without any guidance, and even copied Vali's power.

All of this fueled Azazel's curiosity about Reiji to its peak.

Moreover, I wholeheartedly approve of Vali becoming teammates and friends with such a promising talent.

Azazel's purpose in meeting Reiji was simple: first, to satisfy his curiosity, and second, to win over the young man.

After all, he had received intelligence that Gabriel had actually come to the human world. If the other party saw such a special Razer, something he didn't want to see would definitely happen.

"Since you are Wali's adoptive father, I can have a calm conversation with you and tell you why you've come."

"I want to know the truth about the God-Slaying Gear you possess. Is that alright?"

When Azazel spoke frankly to Rezé, he immediately revealed his purpose, and an undisguised curiosity appeared on the face of the middle-aged man.

As a fallen angel with an unparalleled thirst for knowledge about divine artifacts, his greatest hobby is studying them, and he is particularly fascinated and curious about unknown and unrecorded artifacts.

"..."

Lei Zhe stared expressionlessly at the fallen angel old man in front of him, whose face was full of a smirk.

He didn't bother to explain why the other person claimed he possessed a fictitious artifact. It was simply impolite for the other person to pry into his secrets.

However, Lei Zhe was willing to go along with the other party's misunderstanding and wanted to continue.

"Try it for yourself."

Looking expressionlessly at the grinning Azazel, Rezer released a pure white light around himself that would not allow any sinful existence to be destroyed.

The power of Holy Light has already changed within Reiji. This power, imbued with the sublime holy light of the Heavenly Dao's Sorrowful Thoughts, is practically a natural enemy to beings like Azazel, who are burdened with deep 'sin'.

"Guaaaaaaah!!!"

The agonizing screams were like those of demons falling into hell, and Azazel's smiling face suddenly twisted into a grotesque expression.

His body emanated a black, decadent aura, all of which was the evaporated sins.

The white light appeared for only a moment, and in that fleeting instant, Azazel felt as if his body and soul were a steak being fried on a hot iron plate.

This light would evaporate the rationality of the deeply sinful or fallen like Azazel.

Pure white, pure white, dyeing everything with the pure white of salt, allowing no other color to exist!

"How do you feel? Do you now understand the true nature of my power?"

Looking at the disheveled Azazel, whose expression was somewhat blank and distorted, Rezhe asked in a silent tone.

He never intended to kill Azazel; this was merely a return gift for the other man's attempts to uncover his secrets.

You wanted to know my power? Now I'll show you.

"...The sublime light of holiness against sin, damn it, did the God of the Bible leave behind such a dangerous thing?! One Twilight Lance is already troublesome enough!"

After regaining his senses, Azazel looked at the expressionless boy in front of him with twitching eyes, inwardly cursing.

Although he resented Lei Zhe's actions, he wasn't stupid and knew that the other party had shown mercy and spared his life.

It was just a small punishment for his desire to pry into other people's secrets.

He immediately realized that the desires and decadent aura around him had diminished considerably, and even the trembling thoughts in his heart had faded a bit.

This was far too conspicuous for Azazel, who had fallen from grace due to lust.