Zongman, the history of a devil's rise

"But why is this?"

"We all know what the Lord's current situation is like. After all, we saw it with our own eyes. But the Lord's aura has erupted here."

Excitement is excitement, excitement is excitement!

But after calming down, Michael could still see the specific problem.

Facing Michael's question, Gabriel's attitude did not change at all, he just snorted coldly.

"What's the point of thinking so much?"

"Since the aura of the Lord has erupted here, no matter whether it is true or false, whether this is a trap or not, we must get to the bottom of it."

"Even if there really is a trap set against us here, or someone who insulted the Lord, we must purify it even at the cost of our own lives."

Gabriel's face was dignified and solemn, and her stern look declared her determination.

Michael was stunned at first, then he shook his head and chuckled.

"That's right. Anyone who insults the Lord will never be allowed to exist."

……

"Well……"

"This way, the evacuation is complete."

"I didn't expect that after that, we would have to evacuate the entire city. How did the situation become so serious?"

Two black waist-length ponytails swayed gently as the girl moved. Her sweet, lively and cheerful voice did not reflect the impatience in her words at all.

"Gurefia, how are you doing over there?"

Seeing the silver silhouette, the girl with twin ponytails immediately waved her hand and greeted.

"I have also completely evacuated my side."

After landing steadily, some beads of sweat appeared on Gurefia's white forehead.

The work of these two people is definitely not easier than those fighting on the front line. They also have to evacuate the people while driving away the dragon beasts that are running around.

This kind of job, which requires you to protect people while fighting the enemy, is actually the most troublesome job.

"Oh, now that all this tedious work is over, let's go and help them."

Seraphlu was full of energy again and took out a sparkling magic wand from somewhere.

"Well, go ahead, Serafla."

"I'm going somewhere else."

Seraphlu tilted her head in confusion, then clapped her left and right hands as if she suddenly remembered something.

"Does Little Vitan have any special plans for you?"

Gurefia's usually frosty face also showed a look of doubt.

"Yeah, he told me to go find him as soon as I was evacuated."

Chapter 6 k Heading to the Underworld of the Past

In a deep pit that looked like a fallen meteorite, on a barren land with only a piece of soil, a petite figure stood there.

"Yeah, it seems like you are still better than me, Ophis-chan."

"But Vitan-kun also exceeded my expectations."

Rezevim came to the side of Orpheus in a panic, with a relaxed expression on his face, his eyes darting around, probably looking for Vitan.

"Why, Rezevim, are you blind?"

at this time!

A slightly weak voice came from the fog, and Vitan, who looked extremely pale, also caught Lezevim's eyes.

"Now you can't even tell the difference between winning and losing."

"How did you cultivate to the level of a Transcendent with a brain like yours? Is it just because of a good seed?"

Vitan is never merciful when it comes to the opponents he is about to kill.

Of course, there is also the reason that this guy Rezevim looks really choked up. After all, he is usually too lazy to show off his verbal skills.

"Heh, Vitan-kun really likes to joke."

"Is this just because I'm angry and embarrassed?"

Lezevim smiled nonchalantly, regarding Vitan's words as the nonsense of a young man.

But when he followed Vitan's finger and cast his gaze over there.

This notorious 'funny guy' actually showed an unprecedented expression of shock, and even his pupils shrank sharply.

Injury?

Of course, there is no such thing for Orpheus. She possesses a power called "infinity" and was born from nothingness. As long as the power is in a circulating state, even if she suffers a serious injury, she can rely on infinite power to make up for it.

But what did he see now...

The 'cycle' on Orpheus was unexpectedly broken.

He is a transcendent, so even if he was ridiculed by Vitan, he certainly still has the vision to that extent.

Although Ophis did not have any injuries on her body, her aura was indeed in a state of decline.

This extremely slow recovery is the best proof that the 'cycle' in Orpheus has been broken.

And what about the devil's descendant on the opposite side?

Although he was also quite weak in momentum and his complexion wasn't looking very good either.

But he did indeed knock down Orpheus's 'Infinity'.

The current Orpheus can definitely not be called invincible.

Although he is still not someone that an ordinary Transcendent can defeat, Orpheus is now in a state where he can be defeated.

In the end, who wins and who loses?

Isn't this quite obvious?

The junior on the opposite side definitely has the ability to deal a fatal blow to Orpheus beside him.

"Oh yeah..."

"This really shocked me so much that my eyes almost fell out."

This time, Lezevim's tone was completely different from before, and the ostentatious hand had been put behind his back without him noticing.

"Among the demons, such an outstanding descendant has appeared. This makes me feel very relieved."

"It seems that this is all I can do today, so let's meet next time."

"When the time comes, I will give you a gift that you will never forget."

By witnessing the true strength of Vitan, this goal has been fully achieved.

Of course, there was no need for him to stay here any longer. More importantly, if he continued to stay here, his life might be in danger.

A silver-white transfer array lit up beneath his feet, including him and Orpheus.

"Please wait with trepidation..."

Before he could finish his words, a dark flash of light cut through the space, shot out, and swept across Lezevim's body.

Pfft——!

Along with a tearing sound, an arm with a burst of bright red blood was thrown into the air.

The smell of blood filled the air.

A clear tearing sound was audible.

His arms were flying in the air until they fell to the ground, and Rezevim remained in a dazed state.

Looking at the extremely familiar arm falling in front of him, Lezevim turned his head blankly and looked towards his left shoulder as if he had lost his soul.

The arm that was supposed to be there was gone.

Completely disappeared.

Bright red blood was flowing out from the broken wound, staining his left half of the body and the ground red.

He finally reacted at this moment.

At this moment, intense pain surged into Lezevim's heart.

Lezevim's handsome and elegant face twisted together.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh-!"

At this moment, intense screams filled with pain suddenly resounded throughout the space.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"

Holding his broken arm, Lezevim screamed loudly, raised his head hysterically, and looked with bloodshot eyes at the culprit who caused him such an injury.

There, Vitan gently stroked the top of Orpheus' head with his big hand and laughed.

"We meet 'again' so soon, Rezevim."

The sarcasm in this laughter is quite serious.

This irony contains multiple meanings.

The first meaning is, of course, what Rezevim had said before with full confidence.

The second meaning, of course, is why Rezevim’s performance was so disappointing.

Let’s put Rezevim’s personality aside for now and not discuss it.

Judging from his strength alone, this person is truly disappointing.

This strength does not refer to the strength in attack, but the strength in the mind.

Anyone who can become a transcendent is a genius who has experienced countless battles, gone through numerous hardships, and finally found the path that suits him and successfully stood at the top of the world.

Just like Sirzechs, Gurefia, and Achuka.

Of course, that demon civil war and the battle in which they defeated the old demon king were both valuable experiences for them to become transcendents later on.

Therefore, their hearts are extremely strong.

Just because an arm was chopped off, you started crying and shouting in pain?

Such an extremely embarrassing behavior would never appear on their faces.

When they are attacked in this way, they will immediately regroup and seek opportunities to reverse the situation.

However, Lezevim is a guy who has been hiding in a safe zone all his life and has never fought for his life on the battlefield. His current strength is purely the result of his natural growth due to his terrifying talent.

This was the first time this cowardly guy had suffered such a serious injury, and this was the only reaction he had.

Vitan was not surprised at all.

“Damn it! Damn it! Damn it, ahhh…”

Lezevim on this side was still howling in pain, but his instinct made him keep a short safe distance from Vitan.

At the same time, while cursing, he also took out the Holy Grail.

From the Holy Grail, waves of divine energy spread out, enveloping Rezevim, causing his face, which had lost too much blood due to the broken arm, to gradually regain its rosy color.

The broken arm of Lezevim suddenly began to wriggle, and bones and flesh quickly grew at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Ha ha……"

"Uncle, this is the first time I've suffered such a big loss."

"Can you tell me, Ophis-chan, why you did that just now?"

Lezevim wanted to tidy up the unbearable expression on his face.

However, the pain just now and the anger lingering in his heart now made it impossible for him to sort out his thoughts.

You know, he was betrayed just now.