Antique Shop Zero: Disfigured School Beauty Becomes a Succubus to Pay Off Debts

Chapter 384 Who is truly achieving sainthood? (Part 1)

Adam stood up again.

No, to be precise, it is Satan who has risen again.

At this moment, Satan occupies Adam's body.

His aura became extremely strong, even stronger than Adam and the original Satan combined, making him a true standout among the higher gods.

It's clear that this "Hell Lord's Descent Divine Art" is not just a simple matter of possession.

However, Satan is not in a good state at the moment.

His right eye was scarlet, like a lake of blood.

His left eye was also blood-red, only occasionally glinting with golden light, revealing that the relentless Adam was trying to regain control of his body.

Like Adam before him, Satan also has a halo hanging behind his head, but instead of being golden, it is pitch black.

Satan shook his head: "As expected, this possession technique is still a bit lacking; it cannot completely erase Adam's consciousness."

He desperately suppressed Adam's resentful spirit and looked up at Jiang Chaosheng: "You have stolen my love twice in a row."

The first one was Medusa.

He could have taken Medusa away, but unexpectedly, Medusa became the manager of the Zero Antique Shop in Jiang Chaosheng's writing.

The second time is today.

Lilith's betrayal of Hell enraged Satan, so he took his anger out on the entire succubus race, feeding all the Hellish succubi to the Leviathan whale.

In the past, Satan would not have been angry about the betrayal of a subordinate—he was an extremely calm person.

But the violet ring made him fall in love with Lilith.

Satan reached out and grasped at the air, and Poseidon's trident flew back into his palm.

His eyes were filled with murderous intent, and his trident was pointed directly at Jiang Chaosheng: "Do you know what happened to Poseidon and Mount Olympus?"

Your fate will be the same as his.

The entire human world will suffer my wrath.

Jiang Chaosheng frowned, puzzled. "Why do you people from the Age of Gods like to spout meaningless threats?"

He suddenly chuckled and shook his head: "If the Age of Gods is just a bunch of people who like to fight with their mouths, then I really look down on the Shang Dynasty."

"If even you can't handle them, what kind of useless cowards are those Shang ministers? And what kind of useless leaders are those emperors?"

Satan's eye twitched.

The late Shang Dynasty was one of the proudest periods in human history.

But the person in front of me actually belittled the emperor and his ministers of that era to the point of being beneath my feet.

Ironically, given his karma, he really does have the right to say these words.

Satan grabbed Poseidon's trident, let out a fierce roar, and shot it toward Jiang Chaosheng with immense force.

Jiang Chaosheng raised the Grim Reaper's scythe.

boom!

A violent sonic boom erupted, sending dust flying.

As the smoke cleared, the scene became clear: the blade of the Grim Reaper's scythe steadily blocked the tip of the Trident of Poseidon.

Satan gripped the halberd shaft with both hands, exerting a hidden force, his eyes sharp: "Even if I cannot kill you, I can seal you here for eternity!"

Jiang Chaosheng was so shocked that his hands and feet ached.

After being possessed by Satan, Adam's divine power was as vast as the sea, far surpassing that of the Adam before.

Satan also clearly sensed that Jiang Chaosheng's combat power was far inferior to his own, and a sinister smile appeared on his lips. The trident of Poseidon in his hand once again erupted with terrifying divine power.

boom!

Jiang Chaosheng's body flew backward uncontrollably and crashed heavily to the ground.

. . . . . .

Inside the shelter, the people watching the large screen were all stunned.

The cheers and shouts that had been heard earlier seemed to be strangled by a large hand, and could no longer be heard from the crowded and dark shelter.

Someone murmured, "Humans—the Human Emperor will lose."

After those words were spoken, despair, resentment, and terror appeared on the faces of everyone in the shelter.

The Human Emperor was their last line of defense.

If the Human Emperor loses, the Xia Kingdom will cease to exist, and they will die.

Suddenly, a childish voice rang out: "If only I could cultivate too, at least I could be of some help."

People turned to look at a child in the corner.

The child clenched his fist, frowned, and stared intently at the big screen.

Just like those children who hoped to become light that summer.

Ashamed expressions appeared on their faces. Others were risking their lives for the Xia Kingdom and protecting them, mere mortals, yet they had never thought of protecting the Human Emperor.

Suddenly, a man shouted at the top of his lungs, "Go, Human Emperor!"

Everyone stared at him in astonishment. The man shrank back, a little embarrassed, and said, "Even if I can't help, I can at least offer some encouragement—I just don't know if the Emperor can hear me."

"Go, Human Emperor!"

"Go, Emperor! Kill that bastard!"

"Damn it! Why are you getting so worked up? Let's just rush out and deal with that monster!"

The crowd suddenly became agitated.

If it weren't for the sheriff's desperate efforts to stop them, many people would have already rushed out of the shelter.

All the sheriffs were sweating profusely as they reassured the crowd, but their eyes held a hint of surprise, and their blood was boiling—because not long ago, people had been numb, but now they were all filled with fighting spirit.

An elderly professor, witnessing the scene before him, couldn't help but sigh, "That's the allure of a hero."

Suddenly, someone pointed at the big screen: "Who's that?"

Everyone quickly looked back at the screen.

A young man dressed in black sportswear was seen riding a motorcycle, twisting the throttle wildly, and shouting angrily, "Satan, you try messing with my brother!"

Everyone's faces lit up with surprise: "The Human Emperor has brothers?"

"The Emperor's brother must also be an outrageously powerful figure!"

Just then, Satan on the screen frowned and waved at the young man on the motorcycle.

A red six-pointed star was flicked from his palm. After possessing Adam using "The Descent of the Lord of Hell," Satan was no longer the Satan he once was.

In addition to his powerful physique and immense divine strength, he also possessed a divine skill comparable to the primordial yang of humanity: the Annihilation Black Hole.

In fact, the dark halo behind Satan's head is not a halo, but a black hole.

It appears black because it has absorbed all the light around it.

As the six-pointed star approached the young man on the motorcycle, it instantly transformed into streaks of black light, devouring everything within a hundred meters of the motorcycle.

To everyone's surprise, darkness completely engulfed the motorcycle and the young man.

Everyone was speechless.

Just like that—he was killed?

Satan scoffed, "I thought he was some kind of formidable character."

As soon as he finished speaking, a giant blue hand suddenly grabbed the closing black hole.

Then came two hands, three hands—six hands!

Six arms, veins bulging, slowly stretched open the black hole.

A giant three zhang tall crawled out of the black hole.

The six-armed giant was covered in blue flames, bare-chested, and dressed in blue armor and a battle skirt.

His face was exactly the same as Meng Xing's, and his blue hair floated on his head like flames.

Satan's expression changed drastically, his pupils contracted sharply, and he uttered three words in disbelief: "Asura!"

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