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

Chapter 386 Who is truly achieving sainthood? (Part 2)

When Meng Xing saw the clock tower, a smile spread across his face: "No wonder you were so calm and collected, it turns out you had this trick up your sleeve!"

The blasphemous bell was used by Lucifer against the Western God and his angels.

Adam, the human form of the Western God, would certainly also be affected.

Satan sneered: "You really think a broken bell can deal with me? You're too naive."

Jiang Chaosheng had a sudden thought.

The figures of ten demon gods slowly appeared in the nightmare town, including the clock demon Amon on the clock tower.

He had consumed too much divine power, so this was the most he could summon.

Satan's eyes were full of disdain. He twirled the trident of Poseidon in his hand, glanced casually at the demon gods, and said, "First, Adam has been in the dragon vein for too long, and his karma has become highly compatible with that of the original inhabitants of the human world."

Secondly, I, Satan, now dominate Adam's body, thus freeing him from the oppression of the blasphemous bell. Thirdly—”

He paused, looked at Jiang Chaosheng, and said with a hint of pity, "Third, when the blasphemous bell points to three o'clock, it is the devil's revelry."

Don't forget, I am the ancestor of the devil.

Under that broken bell, the suppression I felt was negligible.

"It seems you've truly run out of tricks, having no backup plan whatsoever, and are trying to defeat me with a group of mid-level demons and that bell."

Jiang Chaosheng frowned and muttered, "You're so slow."

The ten demons instantly pounced on Satan from all directions like ten hungry wolves.

Satan wielded the trident of Poseidon and engaged in battle with ten demon gods.

All ten demon gods were indeed mid-level gods. Even Amon, in the forbidden environment, was only at the peak of the mid-level god level.

Satan, fighting against ten opponents, firmly gained the upper hand.

He wielded the trident of Poseidon with fierce power, laughing wildly: "Twilight, for five thousand years, I have never lost, never been defeated!"

Today you have become my stepping stone to rule the three realms; you should feel fortunate, for you have witnessed the rise of a true overlord.

Jiang Chaosheng kept his eyes fixed on Satan.

To be precise, it was his third eye that was constantly staring at Satan's left eye.

There was originally a flickering golden light there, but as Satan expended a considerable amount of his divine power, the golden light began to shine brightly.

In other words, Adam already had the strength to struggle, and Satan's possession technique could no longer completely suppress Adam.

Jiang Chaosheng's third eye can see through all illusions and also see the true nature of Satan.

He has a weakness, a rather fatal one.

Once his divine power is depleted by more than half, he will be unable to suppress Adam's consciousness.

Therefore, although this newly born top-tier god is extremely powerful, he cannot fight for long.

Now, Satan has been fighting for long enough.

Sure enough, Satan's movements began to slow down.

His left eye had turned completely gold.

Satan's expression changed drastically, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "Damn it, why now—"

Meng Xing laughed heartily and said, "I see, I see!"

I understand everything!

Ah Sheng, so you were just using up his divine power! A brilliant plan!

Jiang Chaosheng glanced at Meng Xing: "You don't understand anything."

Satan scoffed, "You think you can win like this?"

Satan truly deserves his reputation as a tyrant who has ruled Hell for thousands of years.

He stared at Adam's regaining consciousness, fighting with increasing ferocity: "You two are no longer able to fight. As long as I eliminate these ten demon gods, even if I'm in terrible condition, I can still take you down."

He roared to the sky.

A giant six-pointed star appeared above the ten demon gods.

Seeing that things were not going well, the clock demon Amon used his powerful strength to immediately dissipate and hide inside the clock tower.

But the other nine demons were not so lucky—the black hole swallowed them.

At the same time, nine incantations on Jiang Chaosheng's arm slowly disappeared.

A pang of heartache flashed in Jiang Chaosheng's eyes.

The demons disappeared from the mortal realm, and he could no longer summon them.

Unless, of course, we can go into that black hole and bring the demons back.

The six-pointed star continued to expand, threatening to engulf the entire Nightmare Town.

Jiang Chaosheng's pupils contracted, and he quickly waved his hand to recall Nightmare Town.

The space was restored to its original state.

A war-damaged, illegally constructed building; a bomb-paved asphalt road riddled with craters; and a lonely cemetery.

Satan covered his forehead, resisting Adam's resistance, and walked step by step on the asphalt road toward Jiang Chaosheng and Meng Xing, his voice icy: "It's time to end this meaningless farce."

Jiang Chaosheng kept his head down.

Satan's face revealed a hint of arrogance. So what if this twilight was a scheme orchestrated by the last human emperor?

In the end, won't we still die here?

The thought that he, a mere little devil, had managed to break the scheme of the last emperor filled him with even greater excitement.

Meng Xing struggled to stand up: "Asheng, let me see if I can hold him off for a while, you go first."

Tell your sister-in-law that I've never let her enjoy a comfortable life with me; it's my fault.

But he had no strength left.

Satan ignored Meng Xing and simply walked past him.

Any demon from hell who appears in the human world in demon form is doomed to die, even a great demon like Asura is no exception.

Satan approached Jiang Chaosheng, a smile playing on his lips, and slowly said, "Huanhun, any last words?"

Jiang Chaosheng slowly raised his head: "You're really kind-hearted, you even asked about my last words."

Satan nodded, his eyes mocking: "Consider this my only mercy."

He was enjoying the fruits of his victory.

A slow smile curved Jiang Chaosheng's lips: "But I'm not that kind-hearted, I don't want to hear your last words."

Satan raised an eyebrow and sneered, "Oh? You have some other tricks up your sleeve?"

He suddenly covered his forehead again, and also the eye that was emitting golden light: "Forget it, I don't have time to hear your last words. The thing inside me is too restless, I need time to refine it."

Satan covered his eyes with his left hand and raised the trident of Poseidon with his right.

Jiang Chaosheng's eyes turned icy, and he slowly uttered two words: "Yang Xiao."

"Yang Xiao? What is that?" Satan asked casually as he swung down Poseidon's trident.

Jiang Chaosheng's smile widened: "That's a good thing."

The next second, something unexpected happened.

Satan's shadow began to writhe unnaturally.

He looked down and saw two shadows.

No, not two.

Three, five, ten—more and more shadows spread out from under his feet.

They overlap and intertwine, yet remain independent.

It seemed as if a black flower was blooming around him.

It also seems to be... an army that is awakening.

"This is—" For the first time, there was a noticeable fluctuation in Satan's voice.

He suddenly looked up at Jiang Chaosheng, only to meet a pair of eyes that were calm to the point of being indifferent.

There was no pride, no nervousness, and not even expectation in those eyes.

Only the tranquility that should exist.

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