My Beast Is the 12-Winged Angel Chapter 509 - 510: Beyond Divine Level
Previously on My Beast Is the 12-Winged Angel...
Sounds faded into nothingness.
Movements halted completely.
Right in the middle of this battlefield hovering near total ruin, a silhouette quietly materialized.
No warning, no disturbance in space, no trace of energy waves.
She was just there, present.
As though her presence was inevitable from the start.
As if the world's devastation and renewal, the clash and obliteration of laws, served only as trivial scenery beneath her.
Clad in a dark robe, her lengthy tresses cascaded like the deepest midnight.
Her features were shrouded in a gentle glow, hazy and undefined.
The most striking element was her eyes,
ebony, utterly ebony!
She stood motionless, releasing no aura whatsoever, yet compelling the entire scene into stillness.
Upon spotting this silhouette, the ferocious Shadow Giant came to a sudden halt.
The intense Demonic Qi had stripped away its capacity for thought.
But buried in its core, a primal shiver coursed through its essence toward this figure.
Liu Li found herself frozen at the sight of this apparition.
Having merged the might of seven Divinities, she still sensed herself as a mere rivulet before this woman in black, like a tiny flow against an infinite sea.
A profound wave of helplessness washed over her!
Furthermore, she faintly detected an odd link between her own strength and that of the woman in black!
"First... Demon God?"
Long Qingyan whispered faintly, her tone laced with a subtle rasp.
As the most enduring Guardian Beast alive.
She was well aware of the ten Demon Gods lurking in the Demon Abyss.
Yet among those, the First Demon God stood as the enigmatic one, the most dreadful being.
Confronting the First Demon God now stirred complex emotions in Long Qingyan.
Her Divine Level strength felt like that of an insect in comparison.
Vera, Qing Shuang, and the rest displayed utmost gravity in their expressions.
The aura from this abruptly emerged woman dwarfed even the Shadow Giant's terror.
It approached a supremacy over existence itself!
Gu Xing's eyes locked onto the woman in black, the earlier fire of battle in them rapidly fading, replaced by solemn weight.
The unfolding events had utterly surpassed his predictions!
What had emerged in front of him...
was truly the First Demon God!
He'd assumed he'd encounter this supreme lord of the Demon Abyss only after overcoming every Demon God.
But surprisingly...
She followed no standard paths!
Trouble was brewing now!
Just then, the woman in black's eyes indifferently scanned the area.
Passing over the immobilized Shadow Giant, her expression stayed neutral, treating it like a mere pebble on the path.
At last, her eyes fixed on Gu Xing.
Beneath those unadulterated black orbs, Gu Xing sensed his very soul laid bare.
His history, his now, his tomorrows—all exposed without refuge.
"Enough turmoil."
Her words emerged, otherworldly and neutral.
But they resounded vividly in every mind present, "We'll conclude it now."
With those four syllables uttered, an unseen force swept through the battlefield.
Liu Li let out a muffled cry, the energy inside her—blended from seven Divinities and elevated past Divine Level...
The immense chaotic barrier shattered right away, collapsing like a tower lacking support!
Seven separate Divine lights burst free from her uncontrollably, each merging back into Long Qingyan, Vera, Qing Shuang, Tushan Yueli, Sally, Lilith, and Fei Yue.
Liu Li's presence plummeted, her complexion drained of color, and the twelve-winged illusion at her back swiftly dulled and dispersed, reverting to its starting shape.
Just traces of astonishment and frailty remained in her gaze.
At the same time, the Shadow Giant, infused with the core of seven Demon Gods, experienced radical shifts.
The shadowy Demonic Qi forming its frame appeared torn apart by an unseen force, every Demon God trait wailing as they were peeled off.
The enormous shadow shrank swiftly and divided.
In the end, it reformed into the exhausted, varied shapes of the seven Demon Gods—from the Second to the Eighth.
The instant these seven Demon Gods manifested, they ignored their depleted states.
Without delay, they prostrated themselves in the emptiness before the woman in black.
Their enormous forms quivered faintly in terror.
The obscurity making up the Second Demon God's illusion fluctuated the wildest.
Its mental pulses radiated dread:
"Master! Our failures have let us fail to protect the Demon Abyss lands, rousing you—please punish us!"
Yet the woman in black didn't spare them a glance.
As if these venerable seven Demon Gods were worthless specks along the way.
Her eyes stayed steadily on Gu Xing the whole time.
"For this round, the Demon Abyss yields."
Her tone stayed otherworldly and even, without any emotional stir, but it hammered into Gu Xing's core like a massive weight.
"However, the following encounter won't favor you so much."
"Yields? Following encounter?"
Gu Xing's eyes narrowed sharply, his chest tightening as if gripped by an intangible force.
A wave of surreal disbelief flooded him completely.
Countless losses, fierce struggles to reach here, reduced to a mere setback to dismiss?
A contest that could reset whenever desired?
And they, plus the perished Demon God, even this realm, nothing but minor tokens in her play?
An infinite blaze of wrath ignited and raged in Gu Xing's heart!
This represented the deepest bitterness and fury against all endeavors being dismissed, against lives being undervalued!
His stare pierced at the hazy visage of the black-robed woman, striving to cut through that radiant veil.
The black-robed woman appeared to perceive the surging wrath in Gu Xing's soul.
Her deep black eyes turned faintly, locking with Gu Xing's.
"You're unsatisfied?"
No inquiry, merely a straightforward assertion.
Then, she effortlessly lifted her right hand, gesturing softly toward the emptiness.
"Crack——!!!"
The whole eighth level of the Demon Abyss, this domain wrestled back from near-total breakdown.
Together with the leftover peaks, ground, spatial frameworks, even its core laws...
Beneath the stunned stares of Gu Xing and his allies, it abruptly broke apart, fragmented, and dissolved into myriad sparkling specks!
Not mere ruin, but a total obliteration!
As though this Demon God realm, enduring through endless eras, had never been.
And as the eighth level of the Demon Abyss fully erased itself, the prostrated eighth Demon God's form went rigid.
Without a single cry, it silently dissolved entirely.
Its divine rank splintered, its being wiped out.
The other six bowed Demon Gods shook fiercely, pressing their heads down further.
Even their mental emanations fell deathly quiet, their terror at its zenith.
And in the instant that followed.
The black-robed woman softly curled her fingers once more.
The floating motes in the air, embodying the eighth level's essence.
As if chronology rewound, they surged wildly to her hand, condensing, reforming!
In a flash, a tiny replica of the eighth level of the Demon Abyss, exact to the original, spun gently in her grasp.
And inside that replica, a dark spot amassed, grew rapidly, and molded, finally becoming the eighth Demon God anew.
In a mere instant, a Demon Abyss layer vanishes, a Demon God perishes.
With a simple motion, the realm rebuilds, the lost Demon God resurrects!
This display utterly transcended what Gu Xing and the others could grasp.
It surpassed mere power differences, embodying total command over all.
Beyond every limit!
Genesis and annihilation bent to her slightest desire.
The black-robed woman cradled the small Demon Abyss and the writhing eighth Demon God inside it in her hand.
Her deep black eyes regarded Gu Xing coldly, her words so serene they froze the blood:
"Were it not for my earlier pact with her, I'd have wiped you out with the easiest motion."
She inclined her head a touch, her voice holding a lofty hint of leniency:
"Do you truly believe you possess the right... to stand before me and converse on even terms?"
As her words landed, an intangible force pressed down like the cosmos's full burden...
Slamming onto Gu Xing and every Guardian Beast trailing him!
In that instant, it felt as though the world itself shunned them.
As if the very next second would see them utterly banished from reality!
Gu Xing clenched his jaw fiercely, his frame creaking under the crushing load.
His essence felt drawn toward, pulverized by those flawless black depths.
Still, he held firm, confronting that stare mighty enough to shatter gods.
The blaze in his eyes refused to dim, evolving under that supreme strain into something icier, more unyielding.
He understood her words rang true.
Against such a being, their present might was worthless as grains of sand.
Yet, what of it?
"Not at this moment..."
Gu Xing's voice rasped under the colossal strain, but he forced out each syllable distinctly through clenched teeth:
"That doesn't guarantee... it won't change later."
"The laws of... this realm."
"In the coming clash..."
He lifted his chin, gazing straight and steadily into those flawless black eyes:
"I will shatter them myself."
It was just a steady declaration, brimming with resolve stronger than any oath.
The black-robed woman observed him in silence.
Within her flawless black eyes, a subtle wave seemed to stir.
Like a pebble dropped into timeless, still depths.
After a quiet pause, she offered no reply, merely drew back her gaze gradually.
The hand clasping the tiny Demon Abyss tightened softly, and the image plus the restored eighth Demon God melted into a thread of dark vapor, fading to nothing.
As if the cataclysmic birth and death show was just a mote brushed aside.
"Provided you gain that strength!"
Uttering these cryptic parting words.
Her form began to fade exactly as it had arrived.
But right then...
A white-clad figure abruptly emerged.
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