Having traversed countless realms, can you possibly be as clever as me?

If Tsugumi requests it, she can put the Mark of Sloth of Belial on her right now, and as for Mammon, that was never a problem for Tsugumi anyway!

His greed was never concealed; even while serving the Lord,

And serve Mammon!

"You mean, these seven seals are proof that I am the Antichrist?" Tsugumi narrowed her eyes.

“Isn’t it obvious!” Beelzebub smiled broadly.

"And you need not be angry about this, my dear child. Being the Antichrist does not mean being their enemy."

Sometimes, you just want to do what you think is right.

Beelzebub's tone was not seductive, but rather very sincere.

“You are a Gentile, the world you come from was not created by Him, and you have never believed in Him. This is proof of your status as the Antichrist to those who worship Him.”

"You like this power too, don't you? To wield great power and perform great miracles in the name of the Father, that's what you've always been doing!"

“I didn’t impersonate him,” Tsurugi said, glancing sideways.

"I even killed an angel who claimed to be his spokesperson not long ago."

“Oh, that’s not important, my dear child.” Beelzebub interrupted him, and the faceless man stepped forward and stood before him.

What was reflected from the void became Tsurugi's face.

"Look at your future, how dazzling it is. You only need to be yourself to have it all! But if you refuse, it will all slip away from you!"

Tsurugi gazed at the void, at her own reflection in it.

In an instant, he seemed to see himself shining brightly, traveling through countless worlds and becoming infinitely powerful!

Furthermore, he no longer needed to rely on the power of Heaven; his power belonged entirely to him.

To be fair, Tsurugi did feel a sense of alienation from the power of Paradise.

It is powerful and easy to use, but it does not belong to him; he has always been a favored person.

Great power comes to oneself; this is what anyone seeking strength and eternity desires and must attain. The power of the Saint character card does not belong to him—but that's not the point; Tsugumi has never bothered with such unfounded worries.

He felt a slight sense of alienation, but it was only because he felt that he might inevitably have moments in the future when he went against the will of Heaven.

If that day comes, Tsugumi will not hesitate to defy the will of Heaven, but by then, that power will no longer belong to him.

He promised Beelzebub that he would wear the seven seals now, and with the help of Hell, he could travel to countless worlds with invincibility and acquire countless powers!

Cultivation, magic, Buddhism, mythology, magnetic field rotation, martial arts, superpowers

Tsugumi saw countless versions of his own future, a future that would surely come to pass if he put on the crown and relinquished the power of heaven that was never meant for him!

And if he refuses—

The gates of hell, the glory of the seven seals, the future belonging to the king, will be forever closed to him.

Even in hell, such a generous crown would only be offered once! As for Beelzebub, no matter what, Tsurugi, who refused all of this, would never have the chance to wear the complete crown.

“Put it on, stay hidden, and He won’t know,” Beelzebub coaxed patiently.

"Because of my crown, I am not his son, and no one will know about our deal."

As he suspected, Tsugumi was indeed someone who craved power immensely. He smiled and watched as Tsugumi extended her hand—

Just as Beelzebub's deep red eyes were fixed on Tsugumi's hands, which were already resting on the triple crown—

Suddenly, he raised his middle finger with one hand, and with the other hand, he took out a talisman!

"Only children make choices!" Tsurugi laughed wildly at her.

"I want them all, adults!!!"

The next moment, he broke the talisman, and then one of them snatched the crown, another blew the horn, and then punched Beelzebub in the face, smashing the old fly out of the room!

Looking at the old man lying on the ground

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Flies, Dongjiang laughed wildly.

"Go to hell! When have I ever done anything so sneaky? I've reported this, let the old men upstairs decide!"

"Whether it's good or bad, it doesn't matter. Damn it, those nagging, indecisive people are the worst!"

'You have received a gift from Belial, the King of Sloth, and you have obtained the Seal of Sloth!'

'Increased power of the Indolence pathway detected. Your Inscription skill [Seven Seals Lv5] has been upgraded to [Seven Seals Lv6]!'

'You have earned the praise of Mammon, the king of greed, and you have obtained the mark of greed!'

Your character card: Demon Noble has changed!

'Your inscription skill [Seven Seals] has been completed; this skill has been discontinued!'

'Your inscription skill [Crimson King] has been unlocked!'

'Your inscription skill [I Am Hell (Lv5)] has been upgraded to [I Am Hell (Lv6)]'

'You have gained the power of Greed (unlocked)!'

239. Losing the trumpet, gaining the Trinity

Tsurugi: Can this (referring to the Holy Light) make me stronger?

Beelzebub: Yes, kneeling.

Tsugumi: Can this (pointing to the crown) make me stronger?

Beelzebub: Yes, in hell.

Tsurugi: Holy light and a crown, I want them all!

Tsurugi is a greedy person

He was always hungry, not physically, but for power and everything that could give him peace of mind; he always wanted as much as possible.

At this moment, when he chooses to have both, it is a huge gamble!

But he didn't care! If he lost, he could just start over; if he won, everyone would be happy!

He split himself in two, one donning a crown, the other sounding a horn.

The Antichrist, the power of heaven—he wants it all!

This is greed, this is wrong, but who cares about the outcome? All Tsurugi knows is that this is what he wants, and if he doesn't choose it, he will definitely regret it later!

Since that's the case, there's no need to think about it anymore, just give it a try!

Whether you sink or rise is entirely up to you, guys!

Tsugumi, who obtained the Demon character card, donned the crown, while Tsugumi, who obtained the Saint character card, sounded the horn!

At the same time, faced with two choices, Tsurugi's insatiable behavior instantly froze Beelzebub's confident smile on his face!

"Are you insane?!" Beelzebub's voice was shrill.

"Do you think Heaven will let you off the hook? That intolerant old man will never forgive you!!!"

"I don't know, maybe, maybe not, but it's worth the gamble. At worst, I'll lose everything!" Wearing a crown, Tsurugi laughed wildly, giving the self-proclaimed Emperor of Hell the middle finger.

"Stop your damn whining and being so indecisive, it'll only make you look bad! You dared to plot against me with these kinds of schemes, what are you afraid of now!"

In summary, what Tsurugi did was no less than that of a traitorous leader who had just accepted a large bribe at a branch office and plotted to overthrow the head office, only to turn around and call the people at the head office to see his fresh evidence of corruption and rebellion.

What's he after? What is he after?!

Beelzebub had considered the possibility that Tsurugi would reject him and then choose to blow the horn, but in his view, that would at most mean he would return to hell.

Even Heaven cannot find a reason to punish itself.

After all, it is only natural for a saint to refuse the temptation of a demon. For a saint, it is his own virtue, and for a demon, it is his duty to do so!

However, when faced with the yes or no answer, Tsurugi pressed both buttons to the extreme!

In Beelzebub's view, what difference was there between this choice and dragging him into a self-destruction?

Just as Beelzebub was filled with fear and began to understand the madness of this saint, the light from heaven descended!

However, just before the light descended, he was slapped across the face by two Tsurugi.

The boundless flames pierced the darkness, illuminating this shrouded space.

Tsurugi only felt a slightly scorching temperature, while Beelzebub was suffering terribly!

Suddenly, a series of popping sounds, like popping beans, rang out from the old fly, and then it writhed and twisted on the ground like a maggot under the sun.

"Quack—Uriel!!!!!"

She cursed the invading angels loudly, but no matter how tough her words were, her underlying fear was still evident.

"King of the dung mound, you have attempted to bewitch the Lord's beloved Son with your violence. Your blasphemy is unforgivable. In the name of the Lord, you shall be cast into the lake of fire for three thousand years!"

The angel, wielding a sword of fire amidst endless light and flame, delivered his judgment in silence, and then swung the flaming sword in his hand.

In an instant, a rift opened beneath Beelzebub's feet, filled with endless flames. With a curse, she plunged into the lake of fire, and as the rift closed, it was as if nothing had ever happened.

The lingering stench of roasted insects in the air proves that an ancient deity, the demon king of hell, once existed here.

After punishing Beelzebub, Uriel did not leave, but remained silent.

Tsurugi looked at him, stroked his chin, and grinned.

"Heh, it feels like this horn has become a tool for making phone calls to you guys."

"By the Lord's command, I have come to take back the trumpet from your hand!"

Uriel didn't seem as lively as Michael, nor as extreme as Gabriel; instead, he spoke in a very businesslike tone.

"So I really did make the old man unhappy?" Tsurugi didn't seem to care, shrugging as she handed over the horn.

"...My lord has said that in his eyes you are a child, innocent and lively, cute and straightforward, but sometimes you also make him helpless."

Uriel paused for a moment, then said in a strange voice

"Today I take your horn away not to say goodbye, but because your path from now on will no longer require the way of service. You no longer need the miracles of the horn; miracles will accompany you on your journey."

"—As long as you continue to walk the righteous path, Heaven will always be with you, my beloved son, my brother, my knight!"