Douluo Continent: The Underworld Emperor Halosa Lets Three Fly

Chapter 100 The Holy Angel, Is it her?

Harossa's cold, greyish-white eyes swept over the two enormous demonic figures, a barely perceptible sneer playing at the corner of his lips. He wanted him to lead the charge against the crazed first-level god within the seal? Dream on!

"You two," he casually nodded the Netherworld Chant in his hand towards the Lava Blade Demon and the Shadow Assassin Demon, his tone carrying an unquestionable command, "lead the way. Go in and scout ahead."

To Harosa's surprise, the two demon gods, who had previously been all bluster and no substance, showed no resistance whatsoever.

The Lava Blade Demon roared and took the lead, its heavy steps pounding the pitted and uneven ground corroded by Atong's power, as it thundered into the temple entrance, which resembled a gaping maw ready to devour anyone.

The Shadow Assassin followed closely behind, its massive scythe flashing a cold arc in the darkness before disappearing in a flash.

The instant their figures disappeared into the darkness of the temple, Harosa's keen divine sense detected a very subtle fluctuation of divine consciousness rapidly passing between the two demons. At the same time, a cunning glint seemed to flash in the depths of their enormous compound eyes and burning pupils, as if a plan had succeeded.

Harosa's inward sneer deepened, but he remained outwardly calm, simply pushing the perception of the Netherworld Rebirth Domain to its limit, like an invisible giant net tightly enveloping the temple entrance and its surrounding area.

Soon, from the depths of the temple came the sounds of intense energy collisions and the labored roars of two demon gods:

"Douluo people! Come in quickly! The seal is shaking violently! We need your Douluo essence to trigger the resonance of the divine artifact! Hurry! It can't hold on any longer!"

"A-Tong's will is surging wildly! This backlash is too strong! Quickly, help channel your power!"

The fluctuations in his consciousness sounded sincere and earnest, filled with urgency and pain, as if the seal was about to completely collapse at any moment.

Harosa, atop the massive, icy skull of the Water Dragon King's undead form, did not move immediately. With a slight thought, the colossal Water Dragon King took a step, its enormous icy claws slamming heavily onto the rocks outside the temple entrance. The dragon's massive head slowly lowered, almost touching the dilapidated temple doorway. Harosa stood at the edge of the dragon's head, just a step away from the temple entrance.

At such close range, the terrifying pressure from within the temple, a mixture of extreme evil, depravity, and the aura of an ancient Douluo, rushed towards them as if it were a tangible force, causing the gray-white soul fire in the eyes of the Water Dragon King's spirit to flicker slightly.

Harosa could clearly sense the dark aura that belonged to the origin of fallen angels, yet was even more profound and vast, which made him even more curious about the identity of the mysterious Douluo woman, "Atong".

"How could someone who possessed such power 20,000 years ago, opened up a dimensional portal, and even became a god in the Demon Dimension—be so unknown in the history of Douluo Continent?"

Harosa frantically searched through the fused memories of the Blue Star soul, but found no matching clues. The origin of the Fallen Angel Martial Soul also seemed shrouded in mystery.

We can't wait any longer! Whether it's a trap or an opportunity, we have to go in and find out!

Harosa took a deep breath, the light of his gray-brown, decaying wood-colored divine halo receded, and he raised his defense to the extreme. The Underworld Chant was held in front of him, and with one step, his figure disappeared into the viscous darkness of the temple entrance.

Upon entering, the stark contrast instantly assaulted Harosa's senses!

From the outside, the temple appeared dilapidated and crumbling, as if it would collapse at any moment due to Atong's power. However, the interior was a completely different story!

The dome soars high, constructed of massive, unidentified stone that radiates a soft golden light, inlaid with countless glittering gems like stars, illuminating the entire interior of the temple in a magnificent, glittering light! Huge stone pillars support the dome, their surfaces and the towering walls on either side covered with exquisite and vibrant relief murals!

These murals are exceptionally well-preserved, as if time has stood still here. The murals depict magnificent scenes: a sacred legion of angels soars through the clouds, spreading light; majestic gods descend to earth, bringing blessings; believers pray devoutly, and the earth is peaceful and prosperous. The style is sacred, luminous, and full of order and hope—the most typical artistic style of the golden age of the ancient Douluo Kingdom!

"Angels?" It's holy angels, not fallen angels. Harosa seemed to have realized something, and the answer was about to come to mind.

However, this sacred and magnificent scene was completely destroyed by the evil aura emanating from the deepest part of the temple, which was like ink dripping into clear water!

That cold, greedy, and destructive dark power twisted and spread like a living thing in the golden light, incongruous with the sacred atmosphere, yet strangely coexisting with it.

Harosa swiftly ventured deeper along the wide, smooth white jade-paved sacred path, his divine sense scanning the surroundings like radar. The murals flashed before his eyes, revealing no unusual traps. Soon, he arrived at the very heart of the temple—before a massive circular altar.

The altar is constructed entirely of a pure, flawless, crystal-like material that radiates a soft, holy light. Intricate golden divine patterns flow across the altar's surface like a galaxy, exuding a pure, vast, and tranquil light and a sacred aura!

This aura was so strong that it even caused a slight resonance within Harosa's rebirth power.

She is very approachable.

In the center of the altar, a magnificent and holy longsword floated in mid-air! The sword was long and slender, its entire body seemingly formed from the purest light energy. A pair of wings, like angel wings, spread out from the hilt, and golden holy runes flowed on the blade, radiating supreme majesty and the power to purify all evil!

Its shape and aura are almost identical to the Angelic Holy Sword of Qian Renxue described in Harosa's memories! This must be the "Douluo Divine Artifact" that Shadow Assassin mentioned!

"Is it her?"

At this moment, the massive bodies of the Lava Blade Demon and the Shadow Assassin Demon stood outside the circle of light at the edge of the altar. Dense, dark purple and dark gold demonic power surged from their bodies, like two murky torrents, continuously flowing into the golden divine runes swirling around the edge of the altar.

Surprisingly, the moment the chaotic and evil demonic power came into contact with the golden divine runes, it was as if it had been thrown into the purest furnace!

The filth was quickly purified and refined, eventually transforming into pure, holy energy that flowed into the magic array at the core of the altar, maintaining the operation of the seal!

Within the core light shield of the altar's magic array, a woman lay quietly.

She wore an elaborate and gorgeous black dress, the hem of which resembled a blooming flower in the dark night, adorned with star-like diamonds. Her face was exquisitely beautiful, yet deathly pale, with thick eyelashes beneath her tightly closed eyes. It was none other than Atong, the "Douluo Woman" that Harosa had imagined in the descriptions of the demon gods.

The description of Qian Renxue in the original work is different from what Harosa remembers.

However, at this moment, her body was surrounded by visible, viscous, ink-like dark ripples! These ripples were filled with extreme evil and depravity, constantly impacting the golden light shield array that enveloped her. Each impact caused the light shield to vibrate violently, and the golden divine runes flickered!

She appeared to be asleep, but the ever-expanding dark ripples revealed the terrifying power surging within her like a volcano!

What made Haros's pupils shrink even more was that the angelic holy sword floating above the altar was now continuously drawing a dark red energy stream full of chaos and life force from the void—the primordial power of the demon plane!

Most of this primordial power was transformed into divine light by the holy sword and injected into the altar's magic array to maintain the seal. However, a considerable portion was forcibly drawn in and devoured by Atong, who lay within the core light shield of the altar, merging into the dark ripples around her and becoming nourishment for her to break through the seal and sustain herself!

"Douluo people! What are you standing there for?!" The Lava Blade Demon, sensing Haros's approach, roared without turning his head, his voice trembling with barely suppressed rage. "Quick! Infuse your Douluo Origin Divine Power into the altar! Activate the artifact's resonance to reinforce the core seal! We can't hold on much longer! This backlash is too strong!"

Shadow Assassin Demon also reluctantly echoed, "Yes! Quickly! Get closer to the edge of the altar and infuse your power into the golden divine runes! Only your Douluo origin can maximize the power of the artifact and suppress her devouring!"

Harosa's divine sense, like the most precise instrument, instantly swept across the entire structure of the altar's magic array. It was indeed an extremely ingenious, long-lasting sealing array, typical of Douluo Continent, theoretically capable of operating indefinitely as long as the energy supply was sufficient. His gaze then fell upon the two demons.