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in case……
What if Zhou Ye's skills could also be used on demons?
Once the thought arose, it grew wildly in Rias's mind, making her feel hot all over.
That will no longer be a simple transaction.
That is a supreme treasure capable of changing the entire underworld and reshaping the future of demons!
Time passed second by second in this eerie atmosphere, a mixture of anticipation, fear, greed, and vigilance.
Tick.
Tick.
It was as if I could hear everyone's heartbeat.
at last.
At that critical point when everyone's patience was about to run out.
"Click——"
A soft, yet incredibly clear cracking sound came from one of the black cocoons.
coming!
Azazel suddenly jumped up from his chair, his body trembling violently from excessive excitement.
All the fallen angels subconsciously took a step forward.
A tiny crack appeared on the sturdy cocoon of wings.
Followed by.
"Crack! Crack, click!"
More cracks, like a spider web, quickly spread across the surface of the cocoon.
Through the crack, a dazzling red light, a mixture of sacred and corrupt aura, burst forth!
The other cocoon seemed to sense this as well, and at the same time emitted a cracking sound.
"boom!"
Two muffled sounds.
Two enormous black cocoons of wings exploded simultaneously!
Countless jet-black feathers, imbued with immense magical power, exploded outwards.
A fierce wind swept through the center of the ruins.
The gust of wind made everyone instinctively raise their hands to cover their faces.
Zhou Ye didn't even move.
He simply sat there quietly, letting the violent energy currents tousle his black hair.
When the smoke clears.
Two completely new figures appeared in the original positions.
They still looked like the same two girls.
But their temperament has undergone a complete transformation.
The fragility and ordinariness that originally belonged to humankind have vanished without a trace.
Instead, there is a nobility and power that originates from the depths of one's blood.
Their skin became even whiter, almost sickly translucent.
Behind it, a pair of jet-black wings quietly folded.
That's not a decoration.
Those are wings truly made of energy and flesh, belonging to fallen angels!
They slowly opened their eyes.
Those eyes no longer held human pupils.
Instead, they were a pair of upright beast eyes, gleaming with an eerie red light!
One of the girls, somewhat bewildered, raised her hand, looking at her fair skin and feeling the unprecedented, surging power within her. 580
Then she turned her head and looked at Azazel.
When her gaze met Azazel's eyes, which were filled with excitement and longing.
A deep, soul-deep, blood-related throbbing sensation erupted instantly.
“Azazel…sir.”
Her voice was no longer human.
Instead, it carried an ethereal and alluring tone, belonging to fallen angels.
She knelt on one knee, placed her right hand on her chest, and performed a flawless, subservient bow to Azazel, befitting a fallen angel.
The same was true for the other girl.
"thump!"
One of the fallen angel lieutenants behind Azazel could no longer control his emotions.
His knees buckled, and he knelt heavily on the ground, tears streaming down his face as he looked at his two newborn "compatriots."
Successful.
It really worked!
Pureblood!
This is a pure-blooded fallen angel!
There's no mistake! That aura originating from the very source of his bloodline, that innate power fluctuation, is something he's dreamed of seeing!
Azazel's body swayed.
He reached out, wanting to touch the newborn member of his tribe, but was too excited to go forward.
He fears.
He feared that everything before him was just a too-real illusion.
A beautiful dream he wove with the despair of his entire race.
Chapter 204 Even Angels Want It
"Croak... It worked!"
“It really worked!!”
From Azazel's throat came a raucous, inhuman roar, like that of a wild beast being strangled.
It was as if all his bones had been removed; he could no longer support his body, his legs buckled, and he collapsed to his knees on the scorched earth.
This governor, who commanded the entire fallen angel force, this man who moved effortlessly between the three factions and always wore a cynical expression, was now pounding the ground with his fists like a child.
He pounded and laughed, and as he laughed, tears mingled with the blood and sweat on his face, streaming uncontrollably down his cheeks.
Repressed.
despair.
It is the despair that has been suppressed for thousands, even tens of thousands of years, with the entire race unable to see a way forward.
Fallen angels, the more they die, the fewer there are left.
The birth of a pure-blooded offspring is more difficult and slow than that of a demon.
These first-generation fallen angels can still barely hold their own in the underworld, a place surrounded by wolves, by relying on their former power and resources.
But what about future generations?
What about another thousand years, two thousand years?
As these old guys die one by one in battle or fade away with time, the new generation of power simply cannot keep up.
The name "fallen angel" will sooner or later become a tragic footnote in history books.
As governor, he faced this problem every day.
He had to face the endless provocations and tests from Hades, the dead skeleton.
He had to deal with the subtle wariness and scheming from the demons.
He also had to be wary of his former comrades in the heavens, wondering if they might suddenly have a brain fart and launch a new round of "purification".
He is too tired.
Now, half of this burden has finally been lifted.
With the influx of fresh blood, even if you play the most foolish gacha game, using human lives and resources to build up resources, it will be enough to cultivate a sufficient core force over hundreds or thousands of years!
Fallen angel, there is hope!
"Lord Governor!"
The fallen angels behind him could no longer maintain their elite posture.
One by one, they knelt down, embraced each other, or roared to the sky, completely releasing the emotions that had been pent up in their hearts for so long.
Above the ruins, the crazed voices of the fallen angels, a mixture of weeping and laughter, echoed.
This is no longer a simple technology demonstration.
This is a redemption sent by God.
the other side.
Rias and Sona were even more shocked by the almost outrageous scene before them than when they saw the two girls successfully reincarnate.
For the first time, they directly experienced the profound fear and despair that a race feels when facing extinction.