Fantasy Library.

Chapter 128 "Artificial Artifact"

"boom--"

Loud roars continued to echo over the deserted wilderness, causing sandstorms to appear continuously, as if a natural disaster had occurred, and the scene was shocking.

A long distance away from the battlefield, two girls stood there, looking at the battlefield with different expressions.

Heige was staring very seriously, with his tail swishing behind him, fully showing the uneasiness in his master's heart.

On the other hand, Asia watched for a while, then clasped her hands in front of her chest and began to pray earnestly.

"Will it be useful for you to pray here?" Heige saw this scene and said, not knowing whether to make fun of or ridicule: "The opponent is a fallen angel who has betrayed God, and our boss is holding a gun that can pierce God. Even if a witch like you prays here, God will not cast a glance at you, right?"

Hearing this, Asia did not open her eyes, nor did she end her prayer, but said so in a pious voice.

"I don't know if the Lord will look down upon this place, but I will still ask the Lord to protect His messenger, even though I, a witch, am not qualified."

When saying this, Asia's attitude seemed very sincere, and her appearance of closing her eyes and praying was as holy as a saint, making the title of "witch" full of irony.

"I've told you many times, right? Our boss is not the messenger or incarnation of the Lord you believe in, okay?"

It seemed like Kuroka was deliberately provoking Asia and saying things that would hurt Asia for fun.

"No, Mr. Aize must be the Lord's messenger." Asia said firmly: "The Lord's will is by his side, the Lord's grace is on him, and the Holy Lance is also a holy relic bestowed by the Lord to mankind. Mr. Aize has obtained all of this because of the Lord's favor."

"Let's not talk about people like me, but Mr. Aize is someone who will definitely attract the Lord's attention and make the Lord look down upon him."

"So, even if my opponent is the Governor of the Fallen Angels, I will still pray for Mr. Aize's victory."

On one side are people holding holy relics and possessed by God's will.

One side betrayed God and chose the fallen angels.

Even though she was not a member of Aize's group, Asia didn't need to consider which side to support.

For Asia, this is even equivalent to a holy war, a holy war in which Aize, who is favored by God's will, challenges the highest-ranking fallen angel.

She couldn't help Aize, so she could only support Aize in this way, praying for him.

Looking at Asia's devout and resolute appearance, a hint of pity that others could hardly detect emerged in Heige's eyes.

She suddenly wanted to agree with what Azazel had said earlier.

"Michael is really derelict in his duty. You are in the church, but he still lets something happen to you."

Isn't this sentence meant for Asia?

Obviously this child's faith was so firm, so devout, so holy and pure that she could be called a natural saint. But the church regarded her as a heretic and expelled her just because her artifact could cure demons?

What a loss, what a dereliction of duty!

Wasn’t that artifact also created by God?
Wasn’t that magical weapon also given by God?

God gave such a thing to his believers, but instead regarded them as heretics and witches and rejected them?
What kind of crappy operation is this?

"Fortunately, I'm a reincarnated devil, meow~~~"

Kuroka stopped teasing Asia and started teasing himself instead.

Demons are known as the enemies of God, and their stance has always been incompatible with that of the church.

It is actually a blessing for Heige that he does not have to believe in such a god and is not even an enemy of such a god.

However, thinking of what Azazel had said before, Kuroka couldn't help but become worried again.

"The highest beings from the three forces of demons, angels, and fallen angels have all arrived in Juwang Town. What will happen next?"

In such a situation, what will be the future of me and others?
Will my silly sister...get involved in some trouble?

"Really... a stupid little sister who always needs others to worry about her..."

Heige's whispers drifted away with the wind, and no one could hear them.

"boom--"

On the battlefield ahead, loud roars appeared for who knows how many times, making the earth tremble.

…………

"laugh!"

Amid the faint sound of breaking wind, the holy spear, whose tip seemed to be made of radiance, flashed like a flash, breaking through the sound barrier while piercing through the storm and dust, shooting towards the sky.

Azazel vibrated the six pairs of jet-black wings behind him, and his figure flickered back and forth like a phantom. He constantly dodged the incoming holy spears, and threw down long spears of light as thick as pillars. His attack was as fierce as a rainstorm.

“BOOM—BOOM—BOOM—BOOM—”

Spears of light fell to the ground one after another, as if meteorites were crashing. Every time they touched the ground, they would destroy everything within a radius of dozens of meters, causing dust to explode and fly.

Aize's entire body was enveloped in gushing white light. Like Azazel, his figure flashed at an extremely fast speed, sometimes running, sometimes jumping, sometimes flying, and sometimes leaping, actually avoiding every attack of the glowing spear.

"It's amazing that you can cultivate fighting spirit in a human body without involving immortal arts. You really deserve that gun!"

Azazel dodged the extended holy spear again, laughed loudly, and suddenly dived down with a long spear condensed by the power of light in his hand, slashing at Aize who jumped onto a rock.

"Oh!"

The halberd of light shattered the rock, causing the rock that was taller than a person to explode directly and turn into countless pieces.

Aize leaped up sideways, dodging the halberd's blow. He opened the tip of the spear, gathered divine power, and turned the tip of the spear into a blade of light, slashing at Azazel. "Bang!"

Azazel raised the hilt of his halberd to block the incoming holy spear, but was chopped into pieces by the tip of the holy spear.

"so close!"

At the critical moment, Azazel raised his head to avoid the holy spear that was coming at him, and the smile on his face never disappeared.

"As expected of a holy spear, the tip of the spear is far sharper than that of a holy sword or a demon sword. Perhaps only an emperor's sword like the Demon Emperor Sword or the Holy King Sword can hold its own in a head-on confrontation, right?"

"It's too far-fetched to think that a weapon made of only the power of light can fight against the legendary gun."

"The gun's telescopic speed is also amazing. Even if it can't reach the speed of light, it can still easily exceed the speed of sound."

"Of course, the most difficult thing is the divine power. If I am not a fallen angel, but a demonic being like a devil, then even if I am not hit, I will suffer considerable damage if I am slightly touched, right?"

"Hmm... Your abilities in all aspects have surpassed previous records. The Holy Lance of Dusk has indeed become stronger in your hands."

Azazel continued to explain in the tone of a researcher. It didn't sound like he was talking to Aize, but more like he was confirming the data and implementing some ideas in his mind.

Aize narrowed his eyes, opened the tip of his gun without hesitation, gathered the divine power, and fired a beam-like light cannon at Azazel.

"...!"

Azazel immediately came back to his senses, his face changed, and his body retreated as fast as a bullet.

"boom!!!"

The light cannon formed by the divine power suddenly exploded on the ground, advancing forward with a loud bang, destroying everything in its path, leaving behind a gully that was at least tens of meters wide and nearly a thousand meters long.

"Hey, hey, hey, are you serious?"

Azazel flew into the sky, the smile on his face turned into a bitter smile, and one side of the wing behind him was smoking, obviously hit by the light cannon.

"Didn't you say there would be a doomsday battle?"

Aize performed a gun trick, put the holy spear on his back, stared at Azazel in mid-air, and raised the corner of his mouth.

"If my opponent is you, I won't have to show mercy. Don't you want to study the Holy Spear? Then show me your full strength!"

Hearing Azer's words, Azazel narrowed his eyes as well.

"I have already given it my all, right?"

These words made Aize curl his lips.

"Who are you kidding?" Aize carried the Holy Spear on his shoulder and said slowly, "Don't you still have a trump card that you haven't used yet?"

"I heard about it, didn't I?"

"Artificial artifact...Isn't that the right name?"

Azazel's narrowed eyes suddenly opened.

"You actually even know this?"

Azazel was so surprised that even his smile faded.

After taking a deep look at Aize, Azazel said.

"Has the intelligence network of the Misfortune Group already infiltrated the Son of God's Watchers?"

The existence of artificial artifacts is still kept secret at present.

Except for those among the Son of God's monitors, it is basically impossible for outsiders to know the existence of artificial artifacts.

Azazel likes to study artifacts the most, and he is currently the only person who has successfully applied artificial artifacts in actual combat.

He had been hiding this method all along, but he didn't expect it to be revealed by Aize.

Could it be that the Son of God's monitor was infiltrated by the members of the Disaster Group?
Or... is there a traitor among the Son of God's watchers?
Azazel was thinking in his mind, but his hands were moving quickly.

He pulled out a tool from his bosom.

It was a round short spear shaped like a short staff, with a gem inlaid on the top and a golden color throughout.

“Is this a man-made artifact?”

Aize's attention was immediately attracted to it.

"That's right." Azazel nodded, as if introducing his own child, and said with a proud tone: "This is the Fallen Dragon's Flash Gun. Among all the artificial artifacts I made, it is currently the only one that can be used in actual combat."

"Its prototype is all dragon-related artifacts, including the God-Slayer, and it contains one of the five great dragon kings, the dragon king known as the Golden Dragon Lord, Fafnir."

Sealing the dragon's soul in an artifact to create an artifact with dragon power is not uncommon among artifacts, but each one is extremely high-end.

"There were no problems during the actual combat test. Now let me use it in a real battle and see."

Azazel raised the pistol in his hand.

"Forbidden Hand Transformation..."

Light bloomed on the artifact.

(End of this chapter)