Chapter 690 The Goddess of Destiny’s Joke

Pariel South Bank District 2.

Duke Tiffany's Mansion.

Sitting in the living room, Duke Tiffany frowned as he looked out the window at the dark and rainy weather.

If Nigel lost, she would not expect to survive today.

But she never expected that this night was originally just a dispute between the ambitious Perlman and their Person Kingdom. As the situation gradually escalated, it had turned into a chaotic battle. The High Priest Loren was fine, but even Asksan came out.

According to the high-level intelligence stolen by the United Kingdom Council in the Krei Empire, the cardinal of the Resurrection Church confirmed that Asksan, the Bishop of Destruction, had died half a year ago.

At this moment, she saw in the blurred picture of the Person Demon Realm Channel that Asksan, who seemed to have returned from the dead, defeated Perlman on the battlefield several kilometers away.

The absolute strong man, the terrifying sealing technique, and the obsidian-like divine glory of the [Original Slate-Seal], undoubtedly proved that the distant gray figure was Asksan himself, not an illusion.

Earlier, a channel even captured his voice in the rain, saying "I'm back".

"Did he really come back from hell?"

Duke Tiffany pinched his brows, and could only have such doubts for a while.

She believed that she was not the only one who had doubts. The source of the information, the Krei Empire, was probably the force that least believed that Asksan could be resurrected.

...

Zone 10 of the Bosen Demon Realm.

On this rainy night, at the northernmost end of the Bosen Demon Realm, everything was finally settled.

When the last deafening roar disappeared, the ambitious demon Perlman also lay down on the cold ground.

"Why... why..."

His body was almost split in half, and blood gushed out of the wound like a spring, and there was more unwillingness on his pale face.

The rainstorm was still falling tirelessly, and the raindrops hit the broken building wreckage like bullets, making a muffled sound.

The rain mixed with blood flowed freely among the ruins.

The skyscrapers that once towered into the clouds are now mostly just fragmented skeletons, with large and small cracks and jagged holes everywhere, and the crumbling broken glass makes a series of shrill wails in the thunder and lightning.

"Man, what can I say."

Lanqi looked at the struggling Perlman.

Even though Talia is already finishing off the enemy, it will take some time to kill Perlman.

"You demons have really strong vitality. Give him some respect. After all, he is a former hero of the Person Kingdom and Nigel's adoptive father."

Lanqi said to Talia.

"You are a demon, and your whole family is a demon. I am a law-abiding citizen of Ikerite, 25 years old, and a platinum-level card maker."

Talia responded in Lanqi's heart.

"..."

Lanqi didn't know when Talia didn't like to hear people say she was a demon, and she was completely assimilated by Hyperion in this regard.

He just felt that if other demons heard the thoughts of the current demon king, they might have to accept the fact that "the demons are indeed in decline."

"You, where did you get the real [Original Slate-Seal]!"

Talia still felt that the special effects on Ranchi were fake.

She had previously determined that Ranchi's seal slate Shendai Guanghua was just a fake like the wind slate Shendai Guanghua. Only when she used its power did she find something wrong.

How could this guy go to the North Continent and get the [Original Slate-Seal]!

"Laosang gave it to me."

Ranchi answered as a matter of course.

"Laosang is Asksan! How did you beat him? And these seal cards, you stole them from him?!"

Although Talia still didn't understand what happened, she had a rough idea of ​​where Ranchi got the inheritance.

Rounding it off, Ranchi's having a slate is equivalent to her having a slate, but she was more shocked.

"What do you mean by robbing? He gave it to me voluntarily."

Officially certified by the Protoss Empire.

"He voluntarily gave it to me!"

She didn't believe Lanqi's nonsense at all.

Just when Talia's Abyssal Black Flame was cast on Perlman, a chilling change quietly occurred on Perlman.

The fragment of [Parroni's Grudge] on Perlman's chest suddenly burst into a strange flame.

At first, the flame was only vague, like a ghost's whisper.

But gradually it became brighter and brighter, more and more arrogant, and finally turned into a cluster of dark blue spell power fire, dancing wantonly in the rainy night.

"!"

Talia immediately protected Lanqi and dragged him behind her.

Its color was strange and evil, and its dark blue shape was hideous and changeable, sometimes like a torn face and sometimes like a twisted limb, as if it was going to devour everything.

Talia's eyes were fixed on Perlman's every move, for fear of missing any signs of danger.

Logically speaking, her finishing blows had always been effective, and Pearlman should have no more trump cards.

But Pearlman's body began to spasm violently, and he stood up like a puppet.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh..."

Pearlman's wailing echoed in the ruins, as if he was fighting an invisible demon in his body, and seemed to be suffering unimaginable pain.

In an instant, Pearlman's body suddenly stood up, his movements were stiff, and there was no sign of life at all.

When he raised his head again, his face was completely unfamiliar.

"Let me introduce myself to you two. My name is Beelzebub, and I am a demon from the north."

Perlman's mouth opened and closed again, and he made a piercing and high-pitched voice.

"It's really a joke of the goddess of fate, Rocky McCarthy, that a guy like you who can beat Perlman appears here."

He looked at Lanqi with his empty eyes and said.

"..."

Lanqi looked at him.

He knew that this guy was the culprit who spread the curse, and was also the extremely evil demon from another system that came from behind the land of disaster as Talia said.

Perlman had little fighting power left, so Beelzebub took advantage of the opportunity and controlled him with the fragments of [The Grudge of Parroni].

"Do you think this is all over?"

Beelzebub spoke, and the corner of Perlman's mouth curled up with a smile. He slowly raised his hand and pointed to the depths of the ruins.

Behind the broken walls and ruins, there was a huge screen tilted. The screen was riddled with holes and cracks, but miraculously it was still working and emitting light.

The screen was still showing the scene on Beelzebub's side.

He was no longer on the south bank, but went to the north bank.

It was a magnificent earl's mansion, which had collapsed halfway.

The broken walls were like the sharp teeth of a giant beast. The door of the mansion was wide open in the dark night and heavy rain. The rubble was scattered at the junction of the front hall and the garden, and a figure stood proudly.

It didn't take much effort for him to dismantle the barrier on the earl's mansion.

In the ruins under his feet, a red-haired maid had been defeated, and the bright red blood flowed from her forehead, dyeing the rain in the garden on the ground red.

Her eyes were closed, and there was still blood at the corners of her mouth from the struggle.

And in Beelzebub's hands, there was a blonde figure struggling and twisting in pain.

At this moment, Christina's snow-white neck was being strangled by Beelzebub.

Her face was as pale as paper, her eyes were wide open, and crystal tears could not stop sliding down her cheeks, as if she didn't understand why such a terrifying demon would come to their Earl's Mansion, even Inoan couldn't beat him.

"Look, Rocky."

Beelzebub said mockingly,

"Did you know that I discovered your connection with Nigel that night? And you work for the Baptiste family, you should not care about them, right? They are behind the broken reception room, trembling."

He pointed to the inside of the mansion.

In an instant, Christina seemed to have figured out something.

"You... damn curse spreader..."

She said in a trembling voice.

"Oh? You don't blame Rocky?"

Beelzebub just looked at her coldly.

"If it was Rocky who stopped you... then I can only say that he did a great job..."

Christina's voice became more and more difficult, because Beelzebub's hand seemed to be half a point stronger.

But at this time he would not kill the young lady who was a precious hostage.

"Very good, the more affectionate and loyal you are to him now, the greater your value will be."

Beelzebub's eyes stared straight at Lanqi through the screen, and his thin lips twisted into an arc.

Beelzebub's hand suddenly tightened with force before he finished speaking.

Christina screamed miserably and kept coughing up blood. She was pinched by Beelzebub's neck, and not only did bruises appear, but even the ends of her golden hair were about to be ignited by the dark blue flame.

In the Count Baptiste's mansion, in the dead silence, only Christina's heart-wrenching screams, like a sharp blade, cut through the heavy air and pierced into everyone's heart.

The people of Count Baptiste's family were surrounded by a dark blue flame, as if they were circled, unable to escape. Their faces were as pale as paper, and their eyes were burning with anger and fear, and there was a sense of powerlessness that penetrated deep into their bones.

The earl's fists were clenched, veins bulging, and the countess covered her mouth tightly, tears falling from her fingers, but she could only watch her daughter suffer.

"Let her go..."

Inoan stood up in the rainstorm, as if awakened by Christina's voice, she staggered towards Beelzebub again.

But Beelzebub just dodged sideways like teasing a child, kicked her away again, and the dark blue curse flame spread over her body, making her roll over on the withered grass several times.

"Is this the backup you left in the Baptiste family? Rocky, she is really like an indestructible cockroach. No matter how you hit her, she won't scream."

Beelzebub appeared in front of Inoan and stepped heavily on Inoan's back, as if stepping on a piece of rag, Inoan didn't even scream.

This maid has a strong physical fitness, but she is strangely weak, like a delicate maid who has talent but has never learned to fight.

"No... Christina..."

Inoan stretched out his hand weakly, as if he still wanted to save Christina.

Beelzebub twisted his feet behind her and looked at the screen again.

At the same time, in the ruins of the 10th district of the Bosen Demon Realm, Perlman, who was controlled by him, also made the same sound.

"Rocky, you choose, if you give me the secret key, we can avoid this war, and I will also make a promise to you that I will no longer harm the civilians of Huadu. Whoever you want to take away, I will let you take away. You should understand that the contract of our demon clan is very reliable, right?"

In the picture, Beelzebub's fingers were slightly raised, as if to tell Lanqi that he wanted to kill this weak blonde girl, which was no different from pinching a fly to death.

"On the contrary, if you choose to continue fighting, I will not snatch the key again. Instead, I will try my best to kill the civilians of Huadu and kill all the people you know in Huadu. I will also destroy the entire Huadu as much as possible. In the end, even if you are lucky enough to defeat me, you will not be able to keep me, and you will bear a crime that will never be cleared. One day I will come back again and take away all the important things from you..."

Perlman, controlled by Beelzebub on the ruins, bowed gracefully to Lanci and asked.

"Rocky...! Don't listen to him...!"

Before Christina could finish her words, she was punched by Beelzebub, spitting out a large mouthful of blood, and her eyes dimmed.

"Keep fighting, so what if you can take back Huadu today? You will have nothing."

Beelzebub on the screen continued to laugh.

"..."

Talia didn't dare to continue attacking Pearlman for a while.

"Lan Qi, what should I do?"

She asked Lan Qi in her heart while staring closely at the screen and the enemy in front of her.

"..."

Although Lan Qi did not respond to Beelzebub on the surface, he had already told Talia the answer in his heart.

"Talia, don't compromise with the terrorists, fight until the end."

Lan Qi conveyed his thoughts.

"No, no, Lan Qi, do you have any other ideas? You must have something."

Thalia struggled for a long time but couldn't make the move.

Even a hundred years ago, she was not ruthless enough to be so cruel, not even caring about the life or death of her friends.

It's not just the Baptiste family. If this continues, even if they can kill Perlman and rush to the South Bank, I'm afraid not many lives will survive on the South Bank. Rosalinda will also die, and everyone will die.

She is no longer the demon princess she was a hundred years ago.

After living a stable life for too long and understanding human emotions, she cannot bear the constraints brought by this guilt!

"Success is not the end, and failure is not the end. We must move forward without compromise. Compromise with the enemy is absolutely impossible."

Lan Qi looked at her helplessly and responded to her thoughts.

He had no choice. They had tried their best to reach this point today, and they could only pray for the goddess' blessing.

If the enemy is just one Perlman, he can still defeat him. Even if there are two enemies, if the enemy still wants to win, he can still defeat him.

It's a pity that the enemy is the most extreme guy.

When he found that the hope of winning was not that great, he stopped pursuing victory and chose a purely disgusting style of play.

"..."

Thalia looked at Lanqi blankly.

It only takes a moment for their thoughts to be conveyed, but at this moment she didn't know what to do.

On the broken screen on the other side.

"What's wrong? Don't you two have the same opinion?"

Beelzebub seemed to have discovered the differences between the two of them, and laughed happily.

This situation is what he most wants to see.

"Are you going to kill innocent people with your own hands? You will really die this time. Even so, do you not care?"

Beelzebub's voice had a hint of resentment, as if he had imitated the countless dead souls in Huaduparieu tonight.

"Stop dreaming."

Lan Qi glanced at Beelzebub.

Then his eyes only stared at Thalia in front of him.

"Talia, kill Perlman, and then go to the south bank to save as many people as you can."

His thoughts conveyed.

"...?"

Thalia looked at Lan Qi, wondering why Lan Qi, who was usually gentler than anyone else, could be so firm and decisive at this time.

"I will hesitate when you are decisive, and I will be decisive when you hesitate. Thinking about it this way, aren't we two invincible? When one hesitates, just listen to the other."

Lan Qi's inner voice seemed to want to wake her up,

"Maybe you feel that to some extent, the people who died today all died because of this choice. It's up to you. You will be sad and in pain, but it is not your fault!"

Lan Qi covered Talia's cheeks tightly with both hands, making her eyes particularly stunned. She could only stare at the man in front of her.

"All faults committed by the summoned objects should be borne by the summoner, so you don't have to worry or think about it, just go and defeat the enemy. All the sins are mine. You have done nothing wrong, Thalia."

Talia couldn't believe that Lan Qi would say such words to her one day.

"Why don't you have something to say and you will be sad and in pain..."

Her golden eyes gradually filled with water as she looked at Lan Qi. She knew that Lan Qi actually cared more about Christina and the Baptiste family than she did.

But what changed was the determination after the waves dissipated.

"I understand."

The moment Thalia finished speaking, the space rift was once again placed around Perlman, which was a signal that the murderous intent was determined.

She and Lan Qi may never be of the same mind.

But when you are confused and the other person is decisive, you can give your body and mind to the other person.

There is no tacit understanding, which is the best tacit understanding between them.

"It's such a pity. It seems that you made a choice today that you will regret for the rest of your life."

Perlman, who was controlled by Beelzebub, continued to laugh out loud despite receiving new fatal injuries.

Since the enemy has chosen to fight him to the end, he will make the enemy lose everything as much as possible, and will never let Rocky McCarthy have an easy time!

the other side.

Parrieux Nord 4 arrondissement.

In the garden of Count Baptiste's Mansion, Beelzebub looked up to the sky and laughed, his laughter crazy and harsh, like a devil having a carnival.

"Rocky, you won, but you will never forget me. I will always leave the pain of sin in your heart."

He opened his arms and carried Christina around in the rain, announcing his pleasure to the whole world.

"Let me show you how to burn this girl's flesh and blood first, and then pull out the bones."

Then Beelzebub looked at the Baptiste family in the mansion. Not only Christina, but also the expressions of the Baptiste family at this moment. They were also excellent wines that could be given to Rocky. McCarthy.

"Stop……!!"

Inoan ignored his injuries and wanted to fight back against Beelzebub.

"Don't worry, don't you think the sound is pleasant?"

Beelzebub mocked, and stepped heavily on Inoan's head.

"How about it? You don't seem to feel any pain. Do you feel any touch at this moment? If not, how about I let her scream a little nicer?"

His hands gently twisted, causing Christina's spine to make a subtle and rhythmic cracking sound, causing her to once again make a sound mixed with whimpering and screaming, which was already on the verge of death.

The closer the person is to Rocky McCarthy, the more time he deserves to spend to torture and give Rocky pain and guilt.

"..."

Inoan lay on the muddy grass, clutching the dirt desperately.

Pain was a concept she had never been able to understand in her life.

She once thought she would never understand what pain meant in her life.

But now, she finally understands that this kind of pain is why she would rather bear the hellish torture for Christina. The pain does not require physical trauma, the cutting out of the softest part of the soul is enough. , not only a brief moment of discomfort, but also Lingchi became increasingly painful.

She always felt that this voice was very familiar.

She seemed to have heard it countless times.

But she couldn't figure out where she had heard it before and why it was so familiar to her.

"Inoan..."

"Oh? I don't know if you can hear me, but she is still asking you for help."

Beelzebub put his other hand on his ear and tilted his head, listening to Christina's weak voice.

"Run away quickly..."

Christina's voice became smaller and smaller.

"..."

The rain mixed with tears rolled down Ino'an's cheeks, dripping into the puddles of withered flowers, stirring up circles of imperceptible ripples, and she was faintly reflected on the dark water with floating petals. That shadow as red as blood.

As Christina's voice was about to disappear, Inoan's pupils continued to shrink.

This moment is very short, but also seems very long.

"Why is it so familiar to me?"

The corners of Inoan's mouth trembled slightly.

The world seemed to stand still.

The rain is still falling, but the raindrops seem to have lost their weight. The wind is still blowing, but the sound of the wind seems to have lost its direction.

Everything was silent.

Flames, blood, scorched corpses, wailing...

Everything seems to be happening again yesterday.

Suddenly, her mind went blank.

Her consciousness kept moving back and forth until she fell, as if her whole body was sinking into the water. In the crimson ocean that was about to suffocate her, she was surrounded by fragments of her fragmented memories.

Until she came to her senses again, it was no longer a rainy night, nor was it the courtyard of Baptiste's house, but a dark river bank.

She seemed to see herself next to a pool of blood.

She was standing on one side in a pure white maid outfit, while on the other side of the river, a red-haired woman in black robe was standing there and smiling at her.

The red-haired woman opened her mouth slightly, but no sound came out.

But these words echoed in Inoan’s ears——

Because you are exactly the same villain.

Have you forgotten the people you killed?

Don’t they also make such sounds before they die?

"..."

Inoan, who was lying on the ground with empty eyes, gradually focused and became crazy.

"I remembered..."

Pictures that had been buried in the dust for a long time and forgotten in the depths of her memory flooded into her mind like a dam bursting.

"I am……"

"Ivanos."

…

Beelzebub, who was still laughing under the dark clouds, suddenly felt the extreme coldness of the air. Before he could wake up, he found that his right hand was light.

Beelzebub lowered his head subconsciously, trying to tighten his fingers again, but found that his right hand that was holding the girl's delicate neck had disappeared without a trace along with his wrist.

"Ah, ah ah!"

From the empty fracture, blood was gurgling out, quickly dyeing his gray skin red.

Christina, whose life and death were unknown, had appeared opposite him, being held by the ghostly red-haired woman.

"This...how is this possible..."

Beelzebub's eyes widened and his lips trembled. He slowly raised his head and his eyes fell tremblingly in front of him, his eyes full of disbelief and deep fear.

The red-haired woman seems to be the incarnation of Manzhu Shahua. She is both terrifying and extremely beautiful. She is the delicate balance between life and death, creation and destruction, and is also the god of death who controls everything.

In her eyes, she no longer saw the meekness and courtesy of a maid, but a complete coldness and ruthlessness, which was pure human evil.

Even as a demon, he felt an indescribable and horrifying evil in this woman.

And the red light of the Age of Gods——

There is no doubt.

There is only one holder of [Original Slate-Fire].

This woman is the notorious Cardinal of the Resurrection Church in the southern continent, Ivanos!!

And at this moment, Beelzebub did not dare to question whether the slate was fake, because the raging magic power on the other party made him feel suffocated.

This time it was really a joke of the goddess of fate!!

He now dared not imagine how far he had offended the Bishop of Destruction.

"... I beat Ivanos? Rocky McCarthy, is this also your conspiracy?!"

Beelzebub shouted with a broken mind.

This kind of monster, I am afraid that only the real high priest can stop it!

In the Person Demon Realm, Lanqi and Talia, who were killing Perlman, were also stunned.

They really didn't know that Inoan would be the Bishop of Destruction Ivanos.

"Lanqi, is this your plan?"

After seeing Lanqi's seal slate, Talia no longer finds anything strange.

"This... How could I have planned this? I'm not the Holy Emperor."

Lanqi's expression was also dull. He was on the verge of success, but was helped by the enemy.

He felt mixed emotions in his heart.

"Could it be that I... beat the Cardinal?"

Talia was completely confused. It seemed that every word she wished to Lanqi would come true.

The two looked at each other and looked away awkwardly.

I should be able to finish writing the decisive battle tomorrow if I fight for my life.

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