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Join the ServerThe Sin Lord.
A wicked villain who nearly drove human civilization to extinction ten thousand years ago and triggered the “Final Day.”
Because of this monster,
two-thirds of the living beings on the Blue Radiance Star perished. The central continent, Weslo, became a land of death. The development of civilization across the world was abruptly severed. Even ten thousand years later, the world has still not recovered from that catastrophe.
“Wasn’t that guy dead ten thousand years ago? And you say I’m his child? Are you out of your mind?”
After a brief moment of stunned silence, Xiamiya cast a contemptuous look at Delin.
Delin showed no displeasure at this. Instead, he nodded with great understanding.
“I understand your thoughts, Your Highness Xiamiya.”
He placed his hand loyally over his heart and patiently explained:
“This is a difficult matter to explain to you in a short time. But please believe us—we are not spouting nonsense. Our Abyss Sin Tower has been searching for the child of the Sin Lord for a thousand years. We know how to identify the Sin Lord’s child, and you possess all the characteristics…”
As he spoke, a fervent and fanatical expression spread across Delin’s face. He took a step toward Xiamiya.
“I know it! You—you are the Sin Lord’s child!”
Xiamiya frowned in disgust.
“You…”
‘What nonsense is this?’
‘None of it makes sense.’
‘They’ve been searching for that child for a thousand years?’
‘I only transmigrated here a little over a decade ago.’
‘How could I possibly be the Sin Lord’s child?’
‘I,’
‘after all,’
‘am nothing more than a poor child from the slums, a poor soul who accidentally inherited the divine throne.’
Without a doubt, Xiamiya dismissed the Reaper’s words as the ravings of a madman.
She let out a cold laugh.
The cherry-haired girl snorted contemptuously.
“Don’t be foolish. I am not the Sin Lord’s child.”
“No, you are.”
Delin insisted stubbornly.
“Heh, it’s fine if you don’t believe me now. Once you come back with me to the Abyss Sin Tower, everything will become clear!”
Hearing this, Xiamiya’s expression turned icy.
“You delusional idiot. Who would go back to some damned Abyss Sin Tower with you?!”
But before she could finish,
Delin, enveloped in a pale ghostly light, instantly teleported behind Xiamiya!
“I knew you would say that. So, forgive my rudeness…”
Delin muttered darkly.
The spear in his hand swung swiftly and precisely toward Xiamiya’s head, aiming to knock her out in one blow.
In his mind,
the witch had likely lost her memory, which was why she was so resistant.
Persuading her to return was obviously not going to be easy.
Thus, he would have to resort to rough measures.
After all,
once the witch returned to the Abyss Sin Tower, the apostles would make her understand everything!
…
*Whoosh!*
The spear whistled through the air, heading straight for Xiamiya’s head.
However,
just as the spear was about to strike, Xiamiya’s arm shot up and swiftly blocked Delin’s attack. The moment the spear met her arm, a clear metallic clash rang out.
*Ding!*
“What?!”
Delin’s eyes flashed with shock. He had never expected Xiamiya to block his attack!
What shocked him even more was that a black scythe had appeared in Xiamiya’s hand, seemingly out of nowhere. The scythe was shaped like the Grim Reaper’s blade, gleaming with a chilling light. Under the moonlight, it sparkled with a terrifying coldness.
As the scythe manifested, a powerful surge of Black Abyss Force began to seep from Xiamiya’s body. Like an inky tide, it quickly covered her entire form. Black cracks spread across her skin, clinging to her body like tattoos, each line exuding a strange and potent aura.
Xiamiya’s presence grew enormously in that moment. The very air around her seemed to tremble.
“I knew you would do that.”
She glanced disdainfully at Delin’s stunned face.
“This… how is this possible?!”
Delin muttered in disbelief, his pupils trembling.
He began to doubt everything.
‘What the hell?!’
‘She’s only a Tier 2?!’
‘How could she block my attack?!’
‘Wait,’
‘could it be…?!’
His eyes narrowed. After a brief moment of shock, a look of sudden realization dawned on Delin’s face.
‘This Third Saint Princess possesses two power systems?!’
‘When using sacred power, she is only around Tier 2.’
‘But when she taps into Black Abyss Force, her strength instantly skyrockets to around Tier 7!’
‘And she hides the Black Abyss Force so deeply…’
“Hahahahahaha!!”
After a short stunned silence, Delin burst into hysterical laughter.
Excited, manic, spine-chilling.
“As I thought!! You are the Sin Lord’s child we have been searching for all these years! Once I bring you back, Lord Zholu will be overjoyed!”
As he spoke,
Delin shed his previous relaxed demeanor and became deadly serious. The magical power of a Tier 7 Saintly One began to seep from his body, causing his aura to skyrocket in an instant.
“Come back with me, Your Highness Xiamiya!!”
In the face of Delin’s surging aura, the cherry-haired girl, her eyes gleaming with strange light, muttered darkly:
“If you can do it.”
As the words left her mouth, the black aura around the Chaos God’s lady began to expand without backing down. Like the roars of ten thousand demons and the wails of ghosts, the Black Abyss Force now matched Delin’s magical power in presence.
She swung her scythe, mercilessly slashing at the madman who dared to harm her father.
The two forces collided violently. A terrifying wave of energy exploded outward, sweeping everything around. The remaining corpses of the guards were instantly annihilated, and even the sturdy, magically reinforced city walls were covered with fierce cracks.
…
While the Holy Royal Palace fell into unprecedented chaos, a certain puppet girl sat calmly on a distant rooftop, watching the battle between Xiamiya and Delin with an elegant ladylike posture.
As the trusted servant of the Chaos God and the head steward of Starfall Palace, Youka should have immediately stepped in to help Xiamiya.
But now, this puppet girl chose to stand by.
The reason was simple: her foolish mistress truly needed to be tempered, and this was a rare good opportunity.
Unlike the previous lords of Starfall Palace who pursued a path of violent growth, Xiamiya had chosen to develop by disguising herself as a saint. Under this path, Xiamiya had almost no chance to train her own strength.
Youka could not tolerate this.
The reason the Chaos God was revered as the supreme being by the people of Starfall Palace was fundamentally because of his strength—the overwhelming, despair-inducing strength.
Therefore,
a weak Chaos God was absolutely unacceptable.
Her mistress had to become stronger.
With Anqinuo and Xianming both absent, no one would get in the way.
“That Reaper—his size and length are just right. Let the mistress use him for practice.”
She hoped her mistress could apply the techniques she had taught.
Even if she couldn’t win,
there was still a safety net…
Glancing casually at Xiamiya’s abdomen, Youka slowly stood up and turned her gaze toward the Sun Crown Palace.
“Now then…”
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