Lucifer's taunt hung in the air, and for a split second, murder flashed in the loli goddess's eyes.
But she held back. For history to unfold as it should, she had to play her part—pretend her wounds hadn't healed, let the devils and angels fight as destiny intended. If not for that, she'd have wiped out every last devil on the spot.
Truth be told, the devils and fallen angels of this era were far more twisted than their future selves. Even after countless upheavals, the Underworld still crawled with extremists and monsters.
She met Lucifer's gaze, voice cold and unyielding.
"Hmph. If you think you can take me down—come and try."
With that, she unleashed a torrent of pure, blinding holy light.
Devils caught in the blast—those not strong enough to resist—were incinerated in an instant. The battlefield erupted in chaos, screams slicing through the air.
Everyone felt the weight of her power.
The four Devil Kings and their lieutenants went pale. Even wounded, she was terrifying. They'd underestimated her—and now, they had no choice but to press the attack; if she recovered, the devils were finished.
Lucifer roared, rallying his forces.
"All at once! The rest of you, hold off the angels and fallen angels. I refuse to believe she can recover so quickly!"
He charged, and the other three kings—Leviathan, Beelzebub, Asmodeus—followed, teeth gritted, launching themselves at the goddess.
The battle exploded. Angels and devils tore into each other, destructive magic raining down, the ground vanishing beneath waves of annihilation. Even the fallen angels, dragged in by the chaos, had no choice but to fight.
War had truly begun.
Elsewhere, Shuo was preparing for something big. He'd found a remote spot, summoned Rayquaza—just in case—and focused.
"Use Life Evolution Card," he commanded in his mind.
Ding! Life Evolution Card activated. Beginning evolution...
He felt it immediately—life force surging, every cell igniting.
BOOM.
Raw power burst from his body, shattering the rocks around him.
"AAAHHHHHH!"
He doubled over, agony lancing through him.
"Damn it, system! You couldn't warn me this would hurt like hell?!"
His blood felt like molten iron, his bones like glass. Light erupted from him, a pillar stabbing skyward.
Power overflowed—dragon roars echoed in the air.
"ROARRRR!"
Time blurred. When it was finally over, Shuo collapsed, gasping for breath, the pain fading at last.
Ding! Congratulations, host has evolved successfully!
He ignored the system, still reeling, but after a moment he forced himself up.
"System, display status."
A panel appeared in his mind:
Host: Shuo NangongBloodline: Pure Dragon Species (Evolved)Strength: TranscendentAbilities: Azure Dragon Soul, Mystic Eyes of Death Perception, Rinnegan, Rumble-Rumble Fruit, Supreme Haki, Flying Thunder God, Eight Gates, Six Powers, Enhanced Chains of Heaven, Dragon's Breath, Dragon Transformation...Pet: Super Shiny Rayquaza (Satan-class; post-evolution: Quasi-Transcendent)Storage: Zangetsu, Excalibur
He stared at the stats, stunned. He'd broken through—reached Transcendent. And now, a new skill: [Dragon Transformation].
Without hesitation, he tried it.
In an instant, his body warped, scales erupting, limbs lengthening—until he towered as a massive, pure silver-white dragon.
He flexed, marveling at the strength coursing through him.
"No wonder dragons are the stuff of legends. This body's insane."
A warning flashed in his mind—time-space travel was nearly up. He hurried back to Heaven, intent on saying goodbye to the loli goddess.
But the angels told him she'd gone to the Underworld to fight.
"So, the three-faction war's already started."
He activated a magic circle and jumped straight to the battlefield.
What he saw made him pause.
Angels and fallen angels were teaming up against the devils. Michael, Azazel, and their elites were locked in combat with devil heavyweights. Occasionally, angels and fallen angels clashed, but it was clear—those fights were just for show. The fallen angels' main force hadn't even joined, so their losses were minimal.
Shuo snorted.
No wonder Kokabiel talked so big—Azazel, that sly bastard, had the fallen angels coasting while everyone else bled.
The devils and angels, meanwhile, were fighting themselves into oblivion.
Suddenly, two earth-shaking dragon roars ripped through the chaos.
"ROARRR!!!"
Everyone froze.
"That's—the Two Heavenly Dragons?!"
All three factions turned, faces blanching as the overwhelming dragon aura crashed over them. The Red Dragon Emperor Ddraig and White Dragon Emperor Albion had arrived—and they weren't here to play nice.
Shuo's system pinged with a new mission.
Check-in Targets: Ddraig, Albion
Mission Rank: Purple
Objective: Eliminate
He grinned.
"Guess it's my turn."
He prepared to join the fight.
Now, all three factions were ganging up on the Two Heavenly Dragons. Lucifer had tried to warn them off, but Ddraig and Albion weren't intimidated—instead, they went berserk, attacking everyone in sight.
After a quick conference, the factions agreed: take out the dragons first, then resume their own war.
And so, angels, devils, and fallen angels all turned their fury on Ddraig and Albion.
The loli goddess, still playing the part of the wounded, held back—she could have ended the dragons herself, but the plan required subtlety. To avoid unnecessary losses, the angelic host stayed out of the fray; only the goddess herself joined the siege.
Azazel, ever the schemer, kept his fallen angels on the sidelines, barely contributing, which made the Devil Kings grind their teeth in frustration.
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