Chapter 3, 12,000 Words Delivered)
Crunch, crunch... Crunch, crunch... Hahahaha... Heeheeheehee...
Rose Vesper's face flickered with an unprecedented excitement, from her lips came bursts of manic laughter.
Unlike Asina and Catherine, she didn't seem to be in pain, but she was also influenced by this mysterious power... only, to Rose Vesper, this impact seemed positive.
The crimson light shining on her body and the weird whispers echoing in her ears were incredibly soothing.
Fall, twist, blood, madness, chaos, evil!
Not a single word of praise-worthy positive vocabulary, yet it made Rose Vesper excited and intoxicated.
Even stranger, Rose Vesper felt a sense of familiarity and warmth in these mysterious airs, her blood seemed to boil all over her body, her body turned scorching hot.
Her golden pupils turned crimson in color, she knew where this aura stemmed from. The source was from her father's body.
The God in the Void.
Her father.
Father God!
Both wailing and ecstatic laughter.
The wildly different scenes formed the most vivid contrast.
At this moment, the Resurrection Technique's magic array mutated again, crimson radiance frantically gathered above the magic array, transforming in an instant into a crimson ocean.
Even the bright moonlight overhead was completely shrouded in this instant.
Compared to Catherine, Asina's soul was stronger and her will more resolute.
Resisting the erosion brought by the whispers beside her ear, Asina lifted her head with difficulty, peering into the sky.
In that crimson sea of blood, one could feel countless distorted wills writhing within.
Rose Vesper's body was completely bathed in the crimson glow, as if soaking in a sea of blood.
Her long hair behind her seemed to transform into snakes, wildly floating near her.
When the crimson color reached its extreme, change occurred again, the blood sea boiled, rolling in a terrifying manner.
In the next instant, with a hiss, a crimson beam erupted from the blood sea.
Like a chain traversing the night sky, tearing through the night with a sharp scream, rushing towards the deepest part of the Demon Territory.
And this was just the beginning.
After the first chain of blood appeared, the second, third, fourth, fifth, sixth... one after another, the chains of blood moved like weird tentacles, like crimson giant serpents, cutting the night sky into different areas.
However, the direction of all the chains was unprecedentedly consistent, all heading towards the deepest part of the Demon Territory.
The speed of these crimson chains was beyond imagination, in the blink of an eye they vanished from sight.
What is going on here?
Rose Vesper widened her eyes, unable to understand why the Resurrection Technique displayed such a bizarre image... faintly, she felt something was amiss.
According to the depiction on the resurrection scroll, it should aggregate Lord Jie Luo's residual soul above the magic array, then recombine a flesh body.
Once the soul and flesh body are combined, would Lord Jie Luo be fully resurrected?
She didn't understand what really happened, but since the Resurrection Technique had already begun, Rose Vesper could only let it proceed.
Moreover, the aura sensed after the Resurrection Technique's magic array started was from Father God... No matter what, Father God wouldn't harm his own, Rose Vesper thought naïvely.
...
Meanwhile, in the Demon Territory, it was a completely different scene.
Demon King City, very crowded.
Due to Demon King Nage's command, all demons were summoned back. The originally spacious city had now transformed into a different spectacle, traces of demons were everywhere.
Walking on the ground, flying in the sky, even burrowing in the earth, there were demons.
These demons didn't know what the Demon King was worried about, but to obey the strong is a demon's instinct, and they still loyally executed the Demon King's orders.
Only... to speak frankly, it's quite boring.
They had been in the Demon King City for a long time, during this lengthy period, nothing had happened.
In comparison, these demons preferred charging to the front lines, fighting with humans... even if it means dying, that's the demon's nature.
This prolonged, unchanging boredom gradually diminished their initial vigilance.
When first summoned back by the Demon King, they were worried some powerful enemy might attack, each one was highly alert, carefully observing every movement they could perceive.
But maintaining such high-intensity focus isn't easy, in fact, it's torture, especially for demons who are naturally restless.
Over time, these demons found it increasingly hard to endure.
Though they dared not disobey the Demon King's command to leave Demon King City, their bodies grew slouched, and some even lay on the ground snoring away.
Honestly, there's nothing to do, if not sleep, what else?
And who knows what's gotten into the Demon King... Ah, wait, it can't be like this.
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