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Chapter 627 Demon
"What's this?"

As Ye gazed at the towering silver giant before him, he felt his understanding of "life" and "form" being overturned.

This form was far removed from his understanding of "angels," yet somehow, it resonated with the essence of holy light at a higher level.

"This is another kind of life form of light..."

Zhang Qi's voice rang out beside him, explaining.

"Just like creatures from different continents, who are clearly distantly related by blood, they have evolved extremely similar forms due to similar living environments."

No matter which continent a mole is on, it will eventually grow into a shape suitable for digging.

The environment will make the optimal choice; this is convergent evolution…

Zhang Qi explained that, just as he said, although they are born in different universes, angels and Ultraman are both light quantum life forms born from light, so they naturally have some similarities in certain properties.

They are all different forms evolved from light. The angel's form is sacred, but it is still inferior to Ultraman in terms of combat power.

Therefore, he added a function to the angels, which allows them to overclock and absorb more holy light power in a short period of time to cope with high-intensity battlefields.

Because of the extremely high nature of Holy Light, coupled with the support of human faith, its combat power is sufficient to rival that of a saint for a short period of time.

"Convergent evolution..."

Ye began to analyze the life form of the giant of light, and then understood Zhang Qi's actions.

Even if all races were to break free of their shackles, they might not necessarily be of one mind with humans. After all, even among humans, disputes can arise over trivial matters.

However, his teacher did not only transform the angels, but also bound the holy light, the faith of angels and humans together on a deeper level.

Simply put, angels must draw power from the Holy Light to become stronger, and because of this, the Holy Light absorbs the power of human faith to become even stronger.

Therefore, the angels' ultimate strength was determined by their popularity among the people...

In other words, the angels will spontaneously protect humanity from now on, because it is related to their own interests...

……

Meanwhile, in another corner of the blood-red battlefield, in a place completely opposite to the land of holy light—the Endless Abyss.

There is no light here, only eternal darkness and viscous malice.

The air was thick with the stench of sulfur and decay, rivers of lava flowed across the land, and bizarre, twisted abyssal plants grew wildly among the jagged black rocks.

The roars, wails, and maniacal laughter of countless demons intertwined into a chaotic symphony, forming the sole main theme here.

Beneath the abyss, on a throne built from the bones of countless living beings, a demon lord named Byr suddenly opened his eyes, which burned with dark green flames.

He felt it.

That abhorrent aura of holy light, like a leech that had entangled the battle lines between the abyss and heaven for countless eons, that power representing absolute order and purity... vanished.

It wasn't a reduction, nor a retreat, but rather as if it had been erased from thin air, abruptly evaporating completely from the boundary of perception.

"Roar--!"

A roar, filled with astonishment and ecstasy, erupted from Byer's throat, shaking the entire bone throne.

Immediately afterwards, from different levels of the abyss, equally powerful and chaotic wills echoed each other.

Have the angels withdrawn?
This thought exploded in the minds of all the demon lords.

They were born enemies of order, and the war with the angels was a constant throughout their lives.

They knew better than anyone the angels' stubbornness and tenacity, and their determination to destroy them.

What exactly happened that made the angel legion, which claimed to never retreat, abandon the defenses they had built up over countless years?
The answer is no longer important.

The important thing is, the opportunity has arrived. A once-in-a-lifetime, even once-in-ten-thousand-years, opportunity. "All troops... attack!"

Byr's will manifested as a cold command, which spread throughout his territory.

At this moment, the chaotic abyss displayed astonishing efficiency. Countless low-level demons, lesser demons, and horned demons surged out of their lairs and rifts like a tide, converging into a dark torrent that swept across everything, rushing towards the outside of the abyss, towards that land that had lost the protection of the holy light.

On that wasteland once trodden by Jehovah, a brand new city has risen from the ground.

Supported by their faith, the surviving humans unleashed astonishing creativity.

They named the city "Canaan," meaning "Promised Land."

The city walls, built of pure white boulders, radiate a soft, gentle light under the influence of faith, protecting everything within the city.

In the heart of the city, hymns resounded from a magnificent church.

Moses, the first human to awaken the power of the Holy Light through Jesus, is standing before the pulpit.

He was no longer the lost soul in the wasteland; he wore a simple white robe and held an ordinary wooden staff.

His eyes changed from being confused to being firm and bright, and he naturally exuded a convincing aura of authority.

He was the first lord of the holy city of Canaan.

"...The Lord performed a miracle, purifying the fallen angels with supreme power and restoring them to the glory of the Lord!"

Moses’ voice was loud and passionate as he delivered the latest news about Jesus to the packed audience of believers.

As he spoke, the power of faith within the church grew increasingly devout and concentrated, converging into an invisible pillar of light that shot into the sky and merged into the vast ocean of faith.

Every believer firmly believes that their Lord, the Savior named "Jehovah," will save them from their suffering.

An atmosphere of safety and hope permeated the crowd. They no longer worried about tomorrow's food or feared the lurking monsters, for they had the protection of the Lord.

Just then, with a loud crash, the heavy wooden doors of the church were violently kicked open.

A soldier guarding the city wall stumbled and crawled in, his armor covered in charred claw marks, his face contorted with extreme fear, and his voice hoarse from running so hard:
"Evil... demons! Demons! The army of the abyss has arrived!"

The hymns in the church stopped abruptly.

Terror appeared on everyone's face, and the crowd began to stir.

"Don't panic, the Lord will protect us..."

Upon hearing this, everyone's gazes turned to Moses and then to the indistinct statue of Jesus in the center of the church.

They have experienced despair and witnessed miracles; fear remains, but faith has not been lost.

On the distant horizon, a creeping darkness is rapidly expanding.

The demon lord Byr felt the pure and intense holy light power in Canaan City, like a lighthouse in the night.

Unlike before, the light dimmed...

"So that's why the angels withdrew."

Sensing this, a greedy joy shone through Byr's will.
"Perfect! Let us use their flesh and souls to celebrate our return to the earth!"

He pointed forward with his scarlet claws.

"attack!"

Once the order was given, the demon army, which had been unable to contain itself, erupted instantly.

Countless twisted and terrifying demons let out piercing screams, transforming into black waves that swept madly toward the lonely white holy city.

(End of this chapter)