Zongman, the history of a devil's rise

"In ten days, we will raise our strength to the level of Transcendents."

“How is this possible?”

To be honest, let alone ten days, even if he was given hundreds or thousands of years, Azazel would not have the determination to break through that barrier.

He had reached the limit of the demon king level ten thousand years ago.

For the next ten thousand years, there was no progress at all.

Even surpassed by some younger generations.

Even his adopted son is stronger than him.

It was because of this that he turned to studying artificial artifacts to increase his own strength.

"That's right, Lord Vitan."

“This is really too difficult for us.”

Shemhasa also smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"Yes, yes!"

"Do you think people don't want to break through and transcend?"

"Demon Lord Sirzechs, Grayfia, and Achuka are all transcendents, only I am not."

“I have always been very distressed.”

Serafla also pouted her pink lips and said with dissatisfaction on her face.

Just now, she felt that she had been seriously implied.

Isn't this clearly saying that she is weak?

In response, Vitan just glanced at Seraful and didn't say much. Instead, he continued to look at Shemhasa and placed the Origin of Death peeled off from Hades on the table.

"I'm certainly not boring enough to say something that's not practical."

"How can it be possible for you to break through to the Transcendent level within ten days through your own efforts?"

Wei gave the two fallen angels a frank look.

He pointed a finger at the ball of death rules on the table.

"This is what you truly rely on to break through and transcend."

"Snapped--!"

Sirzechs put his palms together, and there was a crisp sound.

"I see."

"Master Vitan is trying to use the Law of Death that was stripped from Lord Hades to force Lord Azazel to comprehend it."

"After all, the most significant difference between a Transcendent and a Demon King is not the amount of magic power."

"It's the degree to which you control the rules."

After all, he is still a veteran transcendent.

Without Vitan saying it explicitly, Sirzechs immediately understood what Vitan meant and gave an explanation.

"I see."

"But is this kind of thing possible?"

“It always feels a little weird.”

Even the researcher Azazel used the adjective "unbelievable".

It can be seen how much shock Vitan had to him by what he proposed.

“It’s easy to do.”

"Do you know what Hades, who I caught, is preparing to do?"

"what?"

"Artificial batch production of transcendents."

Vitan looked at Azazel with contempt.

“As a researcher, how can you succeed without sufficient imagination?”

“Imagination is the basis of research.”

Azazel opened his mouth, and out of the thousands of words he wanted to say, only that one sentence remained.

"So you used Hades's ideas to turn him into this, right?"

What is this?

Eating the cow also snatched a recipe from the cow.

"of course not."

"How could Hades' crude conception be useful? I used my own method."

"Hades is only giving you an example to warn you."

Hearing Vitan's words, Azazel almost vomited blood.

"Excuse me, Lord Vitan, are there any disadvantages to this kind of fusion?"

Shemhasa didn't care about his useless governor at all and asked Vitan seriously.

"Yes, if I have to say there is a flaw, it's that I can't immediately exert my full strength."

"After all, it always takes a long time to get used to something that doesn't belong to you."

The people present looked at each other.

"That's all?"

Aqiuka was a little bit unbelievable.

"That's it."

"..."

"No need to say anything else, Lord Vitan."

"Please experiment on this useless governor immediately."

"He is very willing to accept your gift."

Without even thinking, Shemhasa pointed at Azazel who was standing in a daze beside him and spoke passionately.

"Hey, Shemhasa, you dare to sell me..."

Azazel looked at his old brother in disbelief.

"What are you afraid of, Azazel?"

"How could Lord Vitan possibly harm you?"

Shemhasa said this righteously and with great dignity.

"We are giving you a great opportunity to break through and become a Transcendent."

"Just take the lead for once."

Vitan had left his original seat at some point and came in front of Azazel.

"In fact, accepting this will not only allow you to gain the power of a transcendent."

"At the same time, he has to shoulder the responsibilities that Hades was supposed to bear."

Just as Azazel was about to say something, Shemhasa suddenly jumped up beside him and held Azazel down.

"That's perfect. I think Azazel's temperament needs to be changed."

"I think Azazel will be very happy to stay in the underworld for a long time."

"This means more time for him to study."

"Who, who wants..., there is nothing else in the underworld except the female... Goddess of Death."

"I'll suffocate...I'll..."

These two fallen angels who have survived from ancient times staged such a ridiculous drama for Vitan.

In fact, what they meant was clear to Vitan.

Vitan ignored him.

He first stretched out his hand, and the rule of death manifested by Hades on the table returned directly to his hand.

Then, he flipped his right hand again.

A ball of red light appeared directly on Vitan's free right hand.

Next!

Before the two men could react, he shot the two balls of light into their bodies.

The black one entered Azazel's body.

The red one entered Shemhasa's body.

"Lord Vitan, what is this of mine?"

Shehamsa stopped suppressing Azazel, stood up straight, and felt the changes in his body.

"It's Samael's power. These two are all I have at the moment."

"In the next five days, your bodies will slowly adapt to this power and successfully advance to the Transcendent stage."

Having said that, Vitan turned his attention to Azazel again.

"So, as the last transcendent, you will choose one from your many adopted sons."

"What are you talking about?"

"The only one in our Shenzi Monitoring Station who has the strength of a Transcendent is Yuanxiong."

Azazel immediately scratched his head.

"That child doesn't want to be transformed into a fallen angel."

In response, Vitan simply glanced at Azazel.

"Isn't there another Wally?"

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"How do you know that?"

The expression on Azazel's face right now is as wonderful as it can be.

"Why, do you think no one should know about this?"

Vitan couldn't help but laugh, and then returned to his seat.

"Everyone knows that you raised Wally as your own son. Even if your own son stabbed his father, what else can the old father do but forgive him?"

Just like Vitan said.

The "Son of God Watch" of the fallen angels often searches for humans with divine powers.

However, these people were basically noticed by the "Son of God's Watch Office" only after the divine weapon in their bodies awakened unexpectedly, and most humans are over ten years old when their divine weapon awakens.

According to the human standard of adulthood, he is actually not far from adulthood.

Therefore, Azazel would basically only meet with them when he was collecting information about the artifacts and conducting physical examinations on them.

Kovali is completely different.

When Azazel picked up Walli, Walli hadn't even awakened his divine weapon yet, and he was just a six-year-old boy.

Azazel brought Wally back simply because he felt sorry for him, it was an act of kindness.

It is understandable that an old fallen angel who has never had any children spends every day with a little boy and, over time, treats him as his godson.