Zongman, the history of a devil's rise

He is a strong man standing at the top of four digits.

Working under Uriel temporarily.

At present, the Bible Group’s plans for the Western District are mainly handled by him.

"how could I know."

"Maybe something delayed him."

"It's just a newly born community. Is it worth making such a fuss?"

Metatron's attitude is somewhat aggressive.

Bal's attitude was naturally not much better.

He is the leader of the seventy-two demons.

His strength is also among the top four digits, and he is the strongest among the demons and fallen angels except for the seven deadly sins.

As a result, he is now like Metatron's subordinate, being questioned by Metatron.

"Bar, you need to understand the importance of this matter."

“It’s vital for us to have a presence in the West End.”

"The fight with Buddhism has already reached its limit."

"No one else can get involved."

"Now this new community is clearly the claw of Arcadia."

"Who are the people standing behind that woman? Are you telling me you don't know?"

The hazy white mist obscured Metatron's face.

It is difficult to see Metatron's expression, but one can hear a bone-chilling chill in his tone.

"But I really don't know. They completely lost contact a few hours ago."

"Maybe that Canary woman guessed our move and sent four-digit experts to ambush us in advance."

Bal spread his hands nonchalantly.

It was as if the death of his four subordinates could not bring him the slightest sense of sadness.

But that's how it is.

Isn't it a bit too much to expect a demon to have any sense of camaraderie?

Anyway, we are all born gods and Buddhas, and it will be enough for someone to fill the vacant position in a few years or decades.

And don't even mention the devil.

Even angels are the same kind, as long as the mission can be successful.

Irrelevant people, companions and even oneself can be sacrificed without hesitation.

Companion? What is that?

“Bar!!”

This time, there was a hint of anger in Metatron's tone.

"Why, do you want me to lead the troops directly?"

"If Canary is really determined to get involved and get involved in the West District, then unless I bring all the demons and fallen angels with me, I will be in danger."

Facing Metatron's wrath, Baal was totally unconcerned.

"This time, otherwise you can ask Lord Beryl to give me the order directly."

"Or send out half of the Holy Sequence to accompany me."

"Otherwise, I will not take action against the new community in the short term."

"Angels cannot possibly participate in such things, nor are they allowed to."

Metatron's anger was rising.

"Then there is no other way. You should report to Lord Uriel and ask him to go find Lord Beryl."

Metatron left.

It is notable that in the entire biblical pantheon, angels have a higher status than demons and fallen angels.

But that does not entirely mean that angels have absolute command over demons.

Therefore, even if Metatron has a legitimate reason.

It is not possible to ask Bal to do something he does not want to do.

"Is it okay to do this?"

"You should know that sooner or later, this matter will only fall on us."

At some unknown time, an old man with white hair and beard came to Bal.

A crow stood on his shoulder, looking at Baal with its head tilted.

"I know."

"But there are some things that should be done by those guys."

"And this can also buy a little time."

Baal now still looks the same as he did when he treated Metatron just now.

"But just like you said, this matter will eventually fall on us."

"Go get the information first and then make a decision, Agares."

……

Just like that, the night gradually faded away and a new day came.

Soft sunlight poured down from the sky and shone directly into the room through the large floor-to-ceiling windows on the top floor.

Inside this room, Vitan, who was sitting on the floor, suddenly opened his tightly closed eyes.

As soon as he woke up, he immediately felt an extremely comfortable feeling surging throughout his body.

"Well……"

Because the feeling was so pleasant, Vitan couldn't help but shudder and even let out a comfortable moan.

Then Vitan stood up.

All the bones in his body made a comfortable sound, and a series of sounds like popping beans rang out.

"Mater!"

Radix immediately came forward and looked at Vitan with concern.

"Don't worry, I feel more comfortable than ever before."

“Even if I face Absolute Evil again, I have the confidence to defeat him alone.”

From the moment he woke up, Vitan felt like he had been reborn.

How can we explain this complete transformation?

The internal organs in his body had completely disappeared, and were replaced by endless energy just like his original internal organs, filling every corner of his body.

Just as Vitan expected.

The "third perpetual motion mechanism" fits perfectly with his body, and the fusion of spiritual energy is seamless.

And now, he has finally achieved unlimited energy in the true sense.

After all, the "Infinite Chain Reaction" is just a technique that increases the magic power internally, creates the illusion of huge magic power, and greatly increases the conversion and generation amounts.

It's not really infinite.

This also resulted in the fact that although Vitan's magic power was indeed huge before, when he was fighting with Orpheus, the Ouroboros representing infinity, he fell into a state of magic exhaustion several times.

But now, no matter how much energy Vitan consumes, the energy filling his entire body will not decrease at all.

To be more precise, even if it is consumed, no matter how much is consumed, it can be replenished in an instant.

In other words, the degree of consumption and the degree of recovery will be directly proportional under any circumstances, achieving true infinity.

That’s not all.

Vitan can also transform the endless energy in his body at any time.

Whether it is magic power, spiritual power, divine power, mental power, or even vitality, he can convert them at will according to his own wishes.

In other words, Vitan has also achieved infinity in other aspects.

This is the true nature of the spirit of the "Third Perpetual Motion Mechanism".

“Sure enough, such a good thing, when it enters that guy’s body, it becomes the Pearl Whisk.”

Clasp his big hands on his heart, Vitan's lips moved.

Such a powerful spiritual power would be a great improvement for him, but Maxwell had enjoyed the treasure mountain alone for so many years, but in the end he could only reach that level.

It is simply an insult to the "Third Perpetual Motion Mechanism".

"Master, have you reached the predetermined realm?"

Radix brought a cup of coffee in time and placed it in front of Vitan and asked with concern.

She knew that after estimating that her achievements were not enough to reach three digits directly according to the judgment of the box center, and that it would take time to accumulate, Vitan placed a lot of hope on this spiritual power.

“Of course, triple digits were not reached.”

Vitan stretched out his fist, then clenched it tightly, a happy smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.

"But I think my current state should be the legendary breakthrough."

In the entire box garden, there are only two-digit people who are chess players among the countless living beings.

Their every move and every word determines the survival of each race, each group of gods, and each pantheon in the box garden.

For someone like him who is a four-digit exception and whose combat power is equivalent to that of a three-digit existence, naturally there is no way he can be compared with a two-digit existence.

However, that was outside the small garden.

Inside the small garden, as long as he doesn't step into the upper level now, he will be invincible.

"Congratulations, master."

Radix was beside Vitan, and as always, he was the first to offer his blessings.

"Well, I won't go out in the next few days."

"Please Radix, go and assist Gurefia."

"With your help, she will be much more relaxed."

He shook his head again, and a series of explosions rang out in the air.

As Vitan spoke softly, he reached out and opened the door.

"I understand. I will assist Mistress Gurefia well."

Radix nodded calmly.

Now in the entire box garden, if we talk about who has a deeper understanding of the box garden, it is estimated that more than 99% of people are not as good as Radix.

With her assistance, Gurefia can handle things more easily.

"However, please take a good rest next time, Master."

"Madam Gurefia has been very tired recently, and you are the same."

"Row……"

……

With Vitan's strength, sleep is no longer a necessity for him.

However, he had too many things to deal with, plus the fierce battle with "Absolute Evil" and the nervousness before meeting the two goddesses, which made his mind actually in a tense state.

Therefore, after lying on the bed, he immediately fell into a light sleep.

Of course, it is impossible to have a completely deep sleep.