Having found a demon, I've decided to raise her.

Liuli emerged from the ruins, shaking off the dust. Raphael's attack couldn't hurt her; she just couldn't block it. To put it more vividly, she didn't lose any health, but she was still knocked away.

She raised her blue eyes to look at the merged figures, and tilted her head slightly—

"A good-for-nothing, a magical girl, and a novice swordsman, combined to create a swordsman master?"

The materials used in this fusion are way too cheap.

The product we made was excellent value for money.

Raphael's purple eyes lit up, and his wings, now completely stained purplish-black, suddenly flapped, sending black feathers bursting out.

Snapped.

He extended his finger and snapped it lightly. The sword energy surrounding him, like a swarm of awakened sharks receiving a command, solidified and transformed into a torrent of sword energy to meet the Angel King's attack head-on!

boom!

A tremendous sound erupted from the point of convergence, causing the entire space to tremble and even rendering the reinforcements of the angelic array ineffective.

Click, click, click...

The earth and walls shattered.

Raphael's eyes burned with a purple light as he roared ferociously—

"Owner!"

With a gentle wave of his hand, two flying swords hovered behind him, chasing and circling each other, maintaining a wondrous balance.

He said softly—

"Raphael, stop now, you have no chance."

With such a commotion, Cerberus should have already sensed something was wrong. She could arrive instantly and simultaneously notify Afflame and Lucifer, who were carrying her clones.

Raphael's plot has lost its brief opportunity.

Raphael gritted his teeth and said—

"No! I haven't lost yet! As long as I defeat you in an instant, I haven't lost!!!"

boom--!

A tremendous roar came from where the forces converged, and the powerful impact finally caused the store to collapse, the walls to break, and rocks to fall and cause a sinkhole!

"Owner--!"

Raphael transformed into a streak of purplish-black lightning, rushing across the battlefield amidst the falling rocks and collapses, heading straight for that slender figure. Everything that stood in her way was reduced to dust!

Suddenly, she saw him slightly curl the corners of his mouth, and there was a smile in his eyes.

"!"

Raphael realized something was wrong, but it was too late.

Om-!

A simple array pattern suddenly lit up from one of the falling boulders. It was so simple that it only had a few strokes and did not attract her attention in her haste.

A white net burst out from inside!

It was as if she had walked right into a trap, rushing in and becoming firmly bound.

"The Web of the Past!"

Damn.

Raphael realized that he had fallen into a trap in his haste, that his words had thrown him into disarray, and that he had underestimated his opponent and become careless.

His purple pupils contracted, and he appeared before her like a ghost, extending his slender fingers, seemingly slowly but irresistibly, about to touch her forehead.

"Purple Mansion Elixir Refining..."

His voice was ethereal and otherworldly.

Raphael felt a chill run down her spine; this attack made her feel threatened.

Forcibly mustering its strength to resist, its entire body burst into purplish-black flames, and the white net hissed as if it were unable to resist.

The surroundings darkened slightly, then burst into a dazzling burst of light, sending both sides flying backward and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

As expected of Raphael, even if the Angel King is outmaneuvered, she will not be easily defeated, and as a healing angel, she will recover in a while.

This can't be dragged on.

But he didn't intend to delay.

Just as he was being sent flying backward, the card in his arms flickered slightly, and his figure split into three. Two of them fell backward, with Chen Ming holding the landlady tightly, protecting her.

Meanwhile, another graceful figure, wielding a black ancient sword, transformed into a streak of light and caught up with Raphael.

"you!"

Raphael was shocked and furious. She was exhausted and unable to muster her strength, so she could only watch helplessly as Dong Yi, wielding an ancient sword, charged in.

In a moment of desperation, she made a gesture, and a terrifying flaming sword appeared beside her.

This divine weapon, which once split a river with a single sword strike, could turn the tide of battle with a mere touch if its power were used.

But her hand suddenly hesitated.

If they can't withstand this immense power...

Then it will only be used for defense...

I still want to hold onto hope.

But a moment's hesitation thwarted her plan. Dong Yi's brown eyes flashed with sharpness and decisiveness, and the sword in her hand transformed into a streak of light, slashing down on Raphael's hand.

Raphael stared savagely at the waist-length hair that swept past him. Her hand had been severed, and tiny specks of light trickled from the cut.

She screamed hysterically—

"He's clearly a good-for-nothing! How could he!"

"Humph……"

Dongyi's expression was obscured by her hair, making it difficult to see clearly. Only a slight smile appeared on her lips as she said—

"Then what are you, defeated by a loser?"

puff!

There are two flying swords!

The other one followed Dong Yi, and less than a second later, it pierced the angel's heart, from which purple light flowed continuously.

Raphael looked at the sky revealed after the building collapsed, and the purple light in his eyes slowly faded, turning into the same blue as the sky.

what……

That was a really ugly loss...

boom!

With this thought in mind, Raphael was pinned to the ground by the flying sword.

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Chapter 523 I'll do anything, just don't send me away.

"Raphael, have you made up your mind?"

“Now that Lucifer has rejected the proposal, the best option is for me to undergo the Seraph Trial as a backup plan.”

"That's true, I admit you're only one step away from becoming a blazing god, but there are still many uncertainties."

“I understand that everyone’s trials are different, and no one can advance easily. But I still need to try; this is our mission…”

……

It's strange, why have I forgotten everything? I can't remember anything, but it's not that I've forgotten anything, it's more like it's covered by a gray veil, making it easy to overlook.

Raphael lay on the ground, his azure eyes reflecting the sky. She was truly bewitched; her eyes were fixed on him, oblivious to everything else.

Completely immersed in an unprecedented love, I love him, whether he teases me or is gentle with me, I love everything about him. This flame grows stronger and stronger, blinding everything else. Apart from him, the world has no fun or meaning.

Now that I've failed, I finally understand.

This is her trial.

It turned out that he was her inner demon, blocking her path to advancement, like an unshakable mountain, yet firmly attracting her.

In this ordeal, she was completely overwhelmed by love, utterly defeated, and had become obsessed without realizing it. She had never experienced such feelings before, nor did she know the dangers involved, so how could she resist?

How could she possibly resist him?

He was her master, the one who controlled everything about her, and held an absolutely supreme position in terms of emotions, yet she couldn't muster the slightest resistance.

The trials of love are the hardest to overcome.

Even angel kings willingly fell.

I'd rather be a mortal than a god.

stomping on...

Chen Ming, covered in dust, carried the landlady over. Gu Qing also climbed out of the ruins after Raphael's defeat, seemingly unharmed.

Liuli slowly sat down next to Raphael's head, gently licked her paws, and looked at her with a playful expression.

Tap tap.

Chen Ming walked to her side, slightly lowered his eyelids, looked into her blue eyes, and said—

Have you vented your anger enough?

"Master...I'm sorry."

Raphael felt a sense of unease as he looked into his eyes, his mind caught in the throes of the man's every move, and he grew increasingly frightened.

I was afraid he would say something terrible.

She wouldn't be afraid of any punishment, even being shattered to pieces, but if he said, "I don't want you anymore," she'd rather die.

He had already begun to shamelessly regret it. Tears streamed from Raphael's blue eyes, his expression crumbling and contorted as he cried out—