Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

Samael immediately twisted into human form, curled his fingers into a fist, and the dark golden wedge-shaped divine runes in his hand coalesced into a javelin. He then charged forward with both feet.

Wherever he passed, the earth cracked open layer by layer, and the dark fissures stretched for hundreds of meters. The moment he swung his arm and threw it, the floating island trembled and wailed, and Circe and Harpy behind him almost lost their footing.

The dark golden spear, like a shooting star, streaked across the sky.

hum!

The pitch-black cube hummed violently, its scarlet runes lit up, and hundreds of beams of light shot out, attempting to intercept the javelin.

But as countless wedge-shaped divine runes flickered and pulsed, the spear pierced through layers of defense with unstoppable force, shooting towards the red and black mud cocoon that flickered between light and shadow, its human-shaped outline already visible.

Click!

Just as the spearhead was about to touch the cocoon, a crisp cracking sound came from the inside out, and a fair arm tore through the red and black placenta that wrapped around itself.

"Hehe, caught it!"

Her fair little hand forcefully grasped the weapon shot at her, and red and black lines spread rapidly from the point of contact, as if she were about to obtain a dangerous new toy.

The sound, which was originally like jade striking each other, somehow had a morbid and manic quality that made people feel uneasy.

"If you want it, it's yours."

Samael blinked, a strange smile spreading across his face. In an instant, he raised his right hand, his fingers spread wide, then suddenly clenched into a fist, and at the same time, he opened his lips and shouted solemnly.

"Destiny - Stripping Away!"

In an instant, the dark golden light patterns that made up the spear exploded, shooting out like a meteor shower, completely shattering the outer cocoon membrane, and embedding themselves into the body of the calamity maiden born from the magic box with a dull sound.

"Pfft!"

The figure atop Pandora's Box was blasted away by the blast wave, tracing a poignant arc in the air before plunging into the surging red and black mud below.

Samael breathed a slight sigh of relief upon seeing this, and smiled coldly. The Seven Deadly Sins were the original sins he had instilled in humanity, and the laws of the Tablet of Destiny had a natural restraint on them.

Without several countermeasures, how could the ancient serpent easily spit out Pandora's box from its own body?

Moreover, keeping this thing inside the body is always a potential problem, so it's fortunate that we now have the right time and place to completely resolve the issue.

"Ouch...it hurts..."

Pandora, the daughter of calamity, struggled to rise from the mud as she was reborn. She covered the area where the cuneiform runes were embedded, leaving behind specks of dark gold light, and stroked it with both hands. She gently bit her cherry lips with her pearly teeth and murmured a pitiful cry.

Her pale, pretty face was now scrunched up, her long silver hair cascading over her shoulders, and her deep, ruby ​​eyes radiated a mesmerizing light.

In an instant, Happy and Circe's eyes went unfocused, and they froze on the spot.

At the same time, Samael was taken aback when he saw the delicate face beneath the silver hair, and he subconsciously murmured to himself.

"Madam...?"

However, the moment the ancient serpent uttered those words, my mind involuntarily relaxed, and those blinking ruby ​​eyes immediately magnified before my eyes, until they occupied my entire heart.

His consciousness sank, as if he were being immersed in boundless darkness.

In Samael's view, round after round of dark, hollow celestial bodies with red and black mud flowing along their boundaries continuously poured malice onto the ravaged earth, swallowing up all light.

"Hehe, you ate me before, now I'm going to eat you too."

A joyful declaration escaped from her slightly parted lips. The figure that leaped out of the red and black swamp smiled and opened its arms, embracing the hateful snake that had prevented her birth, and pressing its head into its heart with its outstretched arms.

Soon, pure malice will devour and dissolve the food that has been in its mouth.

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Chapter 126 Goodbye Father, and My Cowardice (3/3)

One minute... two minutes... very soon...

Three minutes...ten minutes...very...fast

More than twenty minutes... It's... Strange, why is this happening?

The newborn silver-haired elf lowered her head and blinked her scarlet eyes, looking at the man in her arms who showed no signs of digestion, her face full of confusion.

Looking back, the magic box floating above the mud was completely still.

Immediately, the silver-haired elf's fair fingers instinctively reached forward, wanting to pinch the cheeks of the unfocused eyes that seemed to have fallen into silence.

"Snapped!"

However, a crisp sound then echoed through the night.

"Have you hugged enough? I'm warning you, I'm not that kind of person, so don't you dare touch me!"

Samael's snake eyes snapped open suddenly, as if he had been startled awake from a dream. He slapped away the silver-haired elf's claws, pushed it away warily, and his face was full of righteous indignation.

Even though you're big, even though you're fair-skinned, even though you're one of my favorite types from my past life...

But that's no excuse for you to lay a hand on me!

Don't underestimate my integrity, woman!

At least next time you give out benefits, be a little smarter and try a different time and place.

"That shouldn't be happening, let me try again!"

At this moment, the silver-haired elf, caught in a dilemma, frowned as she looked at her fair hands. After a moment of contemplation, she murmured as she continued to touch Samael's cheek.

"Snapped!"

However, what she received in return was a sharp flick on the forehead.

The girl rubbed the swollen area, paused briefly, then her eyes flashed with a fierce light as she reluctantly tried to probe again.

"boom!"

This time, as a hand suddenly enlarged before his eyes, a violent impact like a meteorite struck his head, and the silver-haired elf crashed into the ground, creating a huge crater amidst the island's tremors.

Poke...poke...

Tina crouched in the pit, blinking her star-shaped eyes, and curiously poked the head under the messy silver hair with her index finger.

The silver-haired elf angrily pulled her body parts out of the pit, and the long dress she wore, made of black and red patterns from the placenta, showed faint cracks.

hateful! hateful!

The newborn, full of grievances, glared menacingly at the blue-haired goddess before her. Just as she raised her hands, preparing to take revenge on the woman, a crisp snap of fingers came from the edge of the pit.

hum!

In an instant, the wounds that had been pierced and embedded by the dark gold wedge-shaped runes became hot and stinging.

As the silver-haired elf clapped his arms and cried out in pain, chains of light-like laws burst forth from his body, intertwining repeatedly to tightly bind the little creature, which was showing its milk teeth and claws, layer upon layer.

Snapped!

The silver-haired elf lay flat on the ground, like a dried-out, wilted salted fish, unable to move.

I am a natural disaster!

I am destruction!

I am the malice of this world!

Samael rested his chin on his right hand, looking with amusement at the familiar yet unfamiliar pretty face beneath the silver hair, and a strangely pleased smile curled up at the corners of his lips.

"Still haven't figured it out? You are an elf born from the malice of this world and all kinds of disasters and diseases, while I am the creator who gave humanity original sin."

The ancient snake seemed to remember something interesting, clapped its hands, and gave a strange smile.

"Speaking of which, you were indirectly created by me, little Pandora..."

At this moment, the Daughter of Calamity looked up in astonishment, her lips slightly parted, her confusion mixed with shock.

"So, you're my father?"

"Hmm, you could understand it that way."

Samael smiled and nodded, but when his gaze fell on that familiar yet unfamiliar pretty face, he inexplicably added a comment.

"However, he's not my biological child."

"I... I actually wanted to hurt you..."

The silver-haired elf's facial muscles twitched slightly at first, but after gradually adapting to the change, they revealed unspeakable grievance and guilt.

"Good boy, good girl..."

Samael smiled and lowered his hand. After a moment of hesitation and pause, his hand finally landed on the silver-haired elf's head, gently stroking it as if he were petting a humanoid cat.

She is the original embodiment of evil in this world, Pandora, the daughter of plague, not Irisviel, the saint of the Einzbern family in the future Holy Grail War.

Therefore, there is no need for excessive respect or psychological barriers.

"Father, please untie me. I want to be a good child. I want to make up for my mistakes."

At this moment, the silver-haired elf on the ground made a pitiful plea, biting her lower lip lightly with her pearly teeth, her face full of remorse.

"Okay."

Samael nodded with pleasure, feeling relieved, and reached out to touch the light-like dark gold chains wrapped around Pandora.

Yes! Just untie it! You'll get what's coming to you, you wretched guy!

In the darkness, the silver-haired elf turned her head to one side, her smile innocent yet twisted, her eyes filled with sinister malice.

However, the moment Samael's fingertips touched the chain, the band of light tightened instantly, constricting Pandora's flesh and blood, further highlighting the newborn's full development.

"Father, you..."

The silver-haired elf trembled and moaned like an earthworm, its face filled with astonishment and sorrow.

"Oh, you've learned quite well. But these are things those brats have already mastered. You're still too green."

Samael smiled and pinched the silver-haired elf's cheek, winking encouragingly.

Pandora, meaning "one who possesses all gifts," not only embodies the malice and negative thoughts of the gods towards the birth of humankind, but also draws upon a great many of humanity's weaknesses from the seven deadly sins.

At the same time, she absorbed the talents of gods and humans one after another.

Expecting a mobile natural disaster to reform is like treating someone as a fool.

Moreover, Pandora is still a newcomer, with more theory than practice. It will take time to express emotions and adapt to facial expressions.

Therefore, her current deception skills are not only inferior to Athena's cunning, but even those troublesome Euryale and Stheno are better at lying than her.

But the future looks promising.

At this moment, Pandora, now exposed, angrily lunged at Samael, only to be killed in retaliation as expected.

For its own safety, the ancient serpent directly modified the law chain into an advanced tortoise shell armor, and looked at the humiliated figure in front of it with satisfaction, giving itself a thumbs up for its caution.

"be honest!"

"Yes! Things are already like this, why are you being so fierce!"

Hapi and Circe, realizing they had almost become snacks, saw that the silver-haired demon had been subdued. They mustered their courage and, imitating Tina, squatted around the caterpillar, mocking it with a show of arrogance.

You guys... went too far...

The newborn, repeatedly struck by setbacks, sniffled, almost bursting into tears of grievance.

Meanwhile, after teasing Pandora, Samael, in a good mood, beckoned with his fingers.

The jet-black cube, which had been hovering above the reddish-black mud, hummed and trembled, then shrank rapidly before transforming into a stream of light and obediently falling into the half-open mouth of the ancient serpent.

Hmm, without that mischievous mind, my stomach feels much better now. The ancient snake rubbed its belly, quite satisfied.

He risked releasing the box in order to use his power to separate Pandora from that dangerous thing.

If the magic box is like a nuclear weapon, then the silver-haired elf before us is the nuclear button that starts the countdown to the apocalypse.

Without its box, Pandora is no threat.

So, the training process begins!

The ancient serpent stretched, turned around, and grinned at Pandora, who was bound like a dumpling.

The newborn daughter of calamity trembled instinctively, an ominous premonition gripping her heart.

Chapter 127 Pandora's "Re-education" Project (1/3)

A few days later, Pandora, who had only been quiet for a few days, was up to her old tricks again and was unsurprisingly hung at the door to dry.