Original God's Dark Priest

Chapter 922 The Demon's Sixth Fate Star

"Constellation: Pluto"

Activated.

Star of Destiny: Belial's Sloth has been activated.

Star of Destiny: Mammon's Greed has been activated.

The Star of Fate: Beelzebub's Gluttony has been activated.

Destiny Star: Astimus's Lust has been activated.

Star of Destiny: Leviathan's Envy has been activated.

Because of contact with the heart of God: the heart of the fire god.

Star of Destiny: Samael's Wrath has been activated.

Effects: Some say it is the serpent that tempted Adam and Eve to eat the forbidden fruit, some say it is an important archangel, and others say it is Isaac's guardian angel or the patron of the Roman Empire.

It has the image of a tempter, an accuser, and a destroyer, and is seen as a mixture of good and evil, but without a doubt, it symbolizes eternal and unchanging anger.

'You're also called Samael? What a coincidence! We'd be perfect for each other. Don't suppress your nature; let's burn the whole world with our fury!'

Unlock skill: Shadow Prison of No Return - Devouring.

Shadow Prison of No Return - Devouring: Awaken your own shadow domain, merging into the surrounding shadowy area to conceal your form. After encircling the area with chains, slash at enemies with a shadow dagger. Unleash three fatal attacks with the shadow dagger, and finally throw the dagger.

All enemies within the Shadow Zone will become targets, and all attacks will be effective from behind.

You have gone far enough on the path of time. The past, present, and future all exist in your mind. Life, death, time, and space are no longer a threat. You should become that new 'reason'.

Because all of Netherworld's powers have been fully unsealed, the Demon form has also been unlocked.

Demon Form: Reveals the true form of Philigs Tia Samael; all who witness this form will become prey for the shadows. (You saw it? Then die.)

Since all of Philigs Tia Samael's destiny stars are lit up, the final unsealing condition is now met. Please unlock the final seal: Lucifer's Pride and Michael's Judgment.

Light and darkness, space and time, are inherently one; this is the way of balance—mutualism.

Saffir covered her forehead. She had thought about this sixth life star for a long time before finally deciding to light it up.

It's not that it's weak; on the contrary, it's too strong. So strong that once she activated this life star, she possessed the ability to defeat the four Kage. But this is not a good thing.

because…

“Ugh… Ah!!!” Anger, an unparalleled rage surged within Saffir, her eyes turned crimson, her canines protruded, and twisted demonic horns sprouted from her forehead.

Murder, I want to kill...

She mechanically turned her head and looked down at the people fighting the abyssal monsters with an emotionless gaze.

“Monsters…humans…” Saffir muttered to himself, “They all must…die!”

The next second, a massive array of chains emerged from the void like a tidal wave, shooting directly at every unit below.

Whether they are monsters or humans, they are all within her attack range.

A cruel smile appeared on her face; she longed to see blood bloom like flowers.

"Yes, that's it! Kill them, kill them all! Only then should you become the one and only king!"

The seductive words echoed in his mind, and the chains fired even faster.

The first to be pierced was the captain running at the front, followed by Xinoning and Ouloren. Ying was not spared either. In the blink of an eye, Safiel went berserk.

"That's great! That's great! Kill them all, including those in the sky, leave no one alive, kill them all!"

The voice was still bewitching her, and Saffir charged into the crowd without hesitation. Even though people's faces showed panic and confusion, and pleas for mercy echoed around her, she did not stop her killing spree.

"Boundless Shadow Prison - Devouring!"

The already dark sky grew even darker, and the ghostly chains filled the entire space. Saffir's body merged into the shadows. At this moment, she seemed to become one with the world, and every blade of grass, every tree, and even a shadow around her became her blade and her sword.

"Beheading!"

A head flew off.

"Gouge out the heart!"

A heart was crushed.

"Hahaha...hahahahahaha!"

Maniacal laughter echoed through the deserted wilderness.

The whole world went silent.

"How...boring. To die like this, where am I supposed to find another battlefield?"

"Why look for it? Isn't this a ready-made battlefield?"

"Yes, we haven't finished killing them all yet. There are still so many...so many more targets to kill, aren't there?"

"But what if we just kill everyone like that, and then what?"

"Why think so much? Everyone has to die eventually, don't they?"

"you're right…"

"... "

“…What you said…”

"... "

"Wait! Where am I..."

The man suddenly came to his senses, looked at the scene before him, and then retreated in a panic.

Two people, or rather, two living beings, stood before him.

He recognized the two men: "Zaleos, and... the Soul Hunter, Arni!"

"You know me? Interesting. Even with only a wisp of your soul left, you're still eager to do your despicable and vile deeds?" Zaleus's crimson eyes were fixed on the demon before him, a faint hint of mockery playing on his lips.

Beside him, the solidified angel's face was as cold as ice: "Kill him."

“Yes, yes, he deserved to die.” Zaleus cracked his neck, the bones in his neck popping. “My little girl, I don’t know what she was thinking, of all the demons’ names she had to choose, she had to pick a madman.”

“Samael, the embodiment and representative of anger, is not by nature like that. The one before us is not Samael himself, but a monster that has completely lost its mind due to anger.” Arni rarely spoke such a long passage.

If it were someone else, speaking might mean she was explaining, but Arni's words carried a certain rule.

The moment her words fell, the afterimage named Samael felt his sanity crumble inch by inch, and the world before him seemed to shatter into pieces, like a broken mirror.

"How is this possible..." This was the last thought that surfaced in his mind while he still had some sense.

Dealing with a completely irrational monster was effortless for Arni and Zaleos; they killed it instantly.

Having done all this, Arni's figure dimmed even further. Seeing his beloved wife about to fall into a deep sleep again, Zareos felt a pang of reluctance: "Actually, if you had left it to me..."

“This is my duty. Saffir and Samael were destined for this calamity. I gave her her name, so I sowed the seeds, and I should naturally bear the fruits of her labor.”

"Zaleos, you don't need to blame yourself." After saying this, the figure comforting you dimmed even more.

Upon hearing this, Zareos sighed deeply: "I was too impulsive back then. If only I could..."

“The destruction of the Sanctuary and the Divine Realm is the best outcome. You are not wrong.” Alni shook his head slightly.

“But I was so useless, I couldn’t protect you.” Zaleus stared intently at the increasingly dim Alni. “If I had been stronger, we wouldn’t have had to go through all this.”

This time, Arni didn't rush to answer. She just stared at her husband for a long time. Just when Zareos thought she had no strength left to speak, Arni spoke.

"But... I have never regretted knowing you, and I have never regretted falling in love with you."

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In the Olympic Arena, Saffir remained standing, her right hand covering her forehead, struggling to suppress the boundless rage surging within her.

A voice kept tempting her to kill everyone. When she realized this, she immediately used Aru Descent on herself, trapping her consciousness in the world of dreams.

This time, she crafted her dream to be exactly the same as the outside world, successfully deceiving the seductive voice and preventing the serious consequences that would result from losing her mind under the influence of anger.

After regaining her senses, she did not immediately dispel Aru's descent. Instead, she accelerated the time in the dream as much as possible until her anger could no longer sway her heart.

"Anger needs to be vented. Never make any decisions when you are driven by anger, or you will regret it for the rest of your life." This is what Saffir always adhered to.

Although she couldn't always be perfect, for example, she once caused a bloody incident in Fontainebleau out of anger.

Therefore, he had to leave Fontaine shortly after the House of Hearths changed hands, to embark on a more arduous path.

But even then, she wasn't entirely irrational; at least she doesn't regret what she did.

But now, she was afraid. She was afraid that she might lose control of her anger and do something that would worsen the situation in Nata, which was already in dire straits.

Fortunately, for some unknown reason, her anger gradually subsided, and she successfully broke free from that uncontrollable emotion and regained control of her body.

Seeing the worried faces of the crowd rushing over, Saffir raised a smile: "Why are you all looking at me? It's time to move on to the next step of the plan, everyone."

The captain looked at the familiar girl in front of him, feeling a little puzzled. He felt that Saffir was different, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

Temperament? Mindset? Or some other subtle aspect?

The captain didn't know; all he knew was that Saffir was like an unsheathed sword—calm, casual, and still, yet subtly revealing an aura that made even him somewhat uneasy.

This person seems to have become stronger again. How much stronger? I don't know, but a lot, so much that even he himself is unwilling to try.

Seeing that everything was alright here, Xinoning breathed a sigh of relief: "The surrounding monsters have been cleared out, but the ones in the sky..."

Everyone looked up at the sky, where the dark halo still hung high, exuding an aura of despair.

Ying's brow remained furrowed: "It unleashed a massive amount of abyssal power; this is a full-scale attack on Nata."

"Lord Safiel, a new battle report has arrived." Gulab's voice came through the void terminal to everyone's ears.

Saffir immediately responded: "Just say it, I'm listening."

“The Abyss Gates have spread throughout Nata, and along with them have appeared the indestructible Abyss Tumors. The situation is deteriorating everywhere.” Gulab spoke quickly and urgently.

Saffir took a deep breath, about to speak, when Pal interrupted: "Bad news. Mavica and Beidou have successfully reunited, but..."

"What's wrong?" Saffir asked.

Pal seemed to have mentally prepared himself before saying, "Beidou was seriously injured and unconscious while protecting Mavica."

"What happened?" Saffir frowned. What kind of enemy could knock Beidou unconscious? Could it be... her?

"A terrifying explosion occurred in the Flower Feather area, killing many people. Beidou withstood the vast majority of the impact with his own body, and it was precisely because of this..." Pal's voice was somewhat somber.

Saffir felt the flames of anger that had just subsided in her heart rise again, but she forcibly suppressed them: "I understand. What is the casualty situation on the Flower Feather Society's side?"

“It was a devastating loss. Mavica and Chaska are already on their way back. Oh, and by the way, Chaska has awakened, which is good news,” Pal added.

Saffir chuckled: "But it should never be exchanged for the life of Beidou."

“The death toll has exceeded five hundred, Saffir, I’m very worried about you.” Pal knew about Saffir’s plan. She wasn’t worried about people dying, but about the price Saffir would pay.

Saffir flicked his sleeves and slowly walked down from the cauldron: "I said from the beginning...at any cost."

"News just came from the Suspended Wood People. Arecino has cleared out the abyssal monsters there and returned to the planned location. Kinich is also on his way back with his men. Once Mavica returns, we can begin." Pal finally received some good news.

Saffir felt relieved upon hearing the news. In any case, at least there was definite information now. Even though Beidou was seriously injured, as long as she was alive, there was nothing to fear; she wouldn't die.

But she must now head to the Flower Feather Society because Beidou is seriously injured, and someone must fill in at that location, otherwise the formation she set up will not be able to activate.

So her first priority now is to go to the Flower Feather Association and fill that vacancy.

They've done what they could; now it's up to Mawika.

After activating the formation, she had to clean house.

Rewinding to the earlier time, after hearing the words of the people in the Flower Feather Society, Beidou completely abandoned his timid fighting style and directly confronted the enemy in his dragon-human form.

Nata is a nation that lives alongside dragons. When people saw signs of dragonification appearing on Beidou, they didn't think anything was wrong. On the contrary, it boosted their morale.

The valiant warriors of the Flower Feather Society, led by Hokuto and Aoi, once held their own against the abyssal monsters, and even seemed to have the upper hand.

Lillian watched these defiant warriors with a cold eye, her disgust growing stronger.

If it weren't for that woman, she could have wiped out everyone here!

She wants Beidou dead!

For the first time in her life, this battle-crazed succubus so clearly desired someone's death, not as a joke, not for amusement, and certainly not simply because she found the other person an eyesore.

She was angry, hateful, and annoyed by her own arrogance.

Everything, all the emotions, ultimately turned into a deep-seated jealousy in her heart.

She realized that she was jealous of Beidou, jealous of her strength, and jealous of how easily she could gain the recognition of others.

Even more enviable, this was Philigs's first kin in this world.

"Why should someone like you be allowed to become her servant? Even Lord Ogrim is just a reserve food supply, what are you?!"

The twisted emotion of jealousy led her to understand the true meaning of Leviathan, and the primal power originating from the Seven Deadly Sins began to rise within Lillian's body.

After Beidou cleared out all the abyssal monsters, Lillian once again clashed head-on with Beidou.

"Have you thought of your last words?" Beidou looked down on Lillian, whose strength was simply too weak.

But Lillian only gave a cold laugh, and then, to Beidou's incredulous gaze, pulled out her own heart.

"Sweet sins, we are all souls drowning in sin, may sin bind me, forging my immortal body, may resentment forever accompany me, sliding magnificent tear tracks down my cheeks..."

This was… a kiss born of jealousy.