Without any introduction, the four demigods present clearly recognized one fact: The man sleeping on the iron-black throne, similar in height to a giant, was the Left Hand of God, the Vice-Lord of Heaven, the "Dark Angel"
Among them, Loviah even clearly felt the oppression from an absolutely high-ranking being, just like when her prayer to the "
All of a sudden, she heard laughter. Startled and confused, she turned her head to the side.
Klein was slightly hunched, laughing heartily: "He's still asleep. Should we wake Him up directly, or wait for Him to wake up on His own?
"If we choose to wake Him up, how do we say hello? Hi, 'Dark Angel' Your Highness? Leader of the 'Redemption Rose'?"
These questions sounded absurd and arrogant, but they made
Just now, they had instinctively considered the first question as well, which was very important and determined what to do next.
Colin Iliad thought for a moment and said: "Don't wake Him for now. Try to approach and search for clues and gather information."
"That's also my idea." Klein casually snapped his fingers with his left hand and began to walk toward the iron-black throne.
At this moment, he felt quite fortunate that he had already resolved the "shadow" and restored his spirit to completeness; otherwise, he would have had no way to suppress his virtual personality. While simulating how to greet, he had almost blurted out "Hi, little Sa."
Seeing Gehrman Sparrow take two steps forward, Loviah finally came to her senses: "Let me try with a grazed spirit."
This was a relatively safer method that wouldn't harm the exploration team.
Klein nodded, holding a black cane, turned sideways with a smile.
In front of Loviah, a three-to-four-meter-tall phantom then appeared. On its head grew a pair of goat horns covered with mysterious patterns, and its skin was dark and lusterless, full of a sinister aura—it was a demon.
Unlike the demons Klein had seen before, its body showed many signs of decay, with yellow-green pus hanging from it, as if mixed with the power of "corruption."
Just as Klein was casually examining the phantom, the demon spread its giant wings like bat wings, making the faint blue flames on them burn more fiercely, releasing a strong smell of brimstone.
It stepped forward, slowly approaching the iron-black throne and the layers of steps made for giants, using its inherent danger sensing to detect any possible changes.
As Colin Iliad, Klein, and the other demigods watched it, they also examined the details of this shadow palace. They discovered behind the iron-black throne where Sasrir slept, there was a double door, grayish-blue, with dim light, depicting a scene of dusk.
This might be the "door" to the outside… The three demigods from the
Just then, having covered half the distance, the demon figure suddenly halted. It was enveloped by a tangle of silver-white lightning, and amid the crackling sounds, it shattered and rapidly faded.
A pillar of light entwined with holy flames fell from the sky, completely purifying this demon soul.
Loviah did not feel pain from the loss of her grazing target. She only frowned slightly, unable to think of a better way to explore for the moment.
Klein looked left and right, and said with an exaggerated smile: "Well, looks like it's up to me."
As he spoke, he slowly walked forward, taking a box of matches from his pocket, striking them one by one, and casually throwing them around.
"I'm always quite timid." After throwing half a box of matches, Klein half-turned, looked back, and explained with a smile.
Even
Then, illuminated by the red flames, Klein continued toward the iron-black throne that might have once belonged to an ancient god.
When he reached the spot where the demon spirit had been destroyed, his left palm suddenly tightened.
Klein looked down and saw that "
This sealed artifact was trying to bite into Klein's flesh and devour both his body and spirit.
"Creeping Hunger" has degenerated!
"Tsk." Klein sighed audibly, glancing at the "Star Staff" in his right hand to confirm that this Grade 0 sealed artifact, which had no living characteristics of its own, hadn't changed.
He then raised his right hand and inserted the other end of the "Star Staff" into "Creeping Hunger"'s mouth.
"Creeping Hunger" bit down a few times, suppressed by its rank, and finally calmed down.
With a couple of laughs, Klein stepped forward again, advancing a few meters.
At that moment, the shadows covering the walls, huge pillars, and floor tiles cracked open one after another, and bronze-colored eyes grew out from them.