Chapter 1590
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Chapter 1590 Silent Angel, Shen Qingzhu
The moment he saw those six gray wings, Lucifer’s pupils contracted slightly.
Six-winged angel?!
How is this possible?
In this world, apart from Him and Michael, how could there possibly be any other angel alive?
Moreover, the color of those wings was neither the pure white of the Seraphim, nor the pitch black of demons, but a mysterious grayish-white… like wings grown from ashes, deathly still, silent, suffocating.
Lucifer had never seen such an angel before.
As Lucifer gazed at the six-winged angel, the figure atop the mountain of corpses, as if sensing something, turned to look in this direction, with ripples appearing in those lonely eyes.
The moment he saw that face, Lucifer’s heart trembled slightly, and an inexplicable fear suddenly surged in his heart!
Lucifer didn’t know where this fear came from. Even when He faced the siege of the Great Xia gods, He had never been so frightened. It was a kind of instinctive dread; the gray angel with six wings before him seemed to have some innate suppression over Him. Just standing there made Him feel completely uncomfortable.
“Who are you?!” Lucifer knew he had been discovered, and his muffled voice rang out.
The figure stood atop the mountain of corpses, gray wings blocking the sky, looking down at the bloodied Lucifer with slightly furrowed brows.
“Hell should have been emptied by me… where did this vermin come from?”
“?”
Lucifer was about to say something when he suddenly froze.
“Emptied Hell?”
His gaze fell on the towering mountain of corpses, as if realizing something. “You alone killed all the corrupted demons? Who are you?!”
“[Nightfall] Squad, Shen Qingzhu.”
“[Nightfall]?” Lucifer frowned slightly. “What is that…”
The figure paused, eyes narrowing slightly, “You have the aura of Hell on you… are you Lucifer? No, there’s also the scent of theKe System… never mind, since you’re a Ke System vermin, I’ll just clean you up too.
After absorbing the power of Hell from your body, I should be able to leave this place.”
Under Lucifer’s astonished gaze, the six-winged gray angel slowly raised his palm, releasing the pressure of a Main God from within his body, instantly covering the entire blood-colored sky!
Feeling the pressure emanating from Shen Qingzhu, Lucifer’s pupils contracted violently. In his current half-dead state, he was no match for Shen Qingzhu who possessed the essence of Hell. In those calm eyes, He sensed a strong threat of death.
He immediately spoke: “Wait! We are both angels born from Hell, why should we kill each other?! If we join forces, there’s basically nothing in the world that…”
Before Lucifer could finish, the angelic figure on the mountain of corpses gently placed a finger to his lips, eyes narrowing:
“Shh—”
With this gesture of silence, a mysterious rhythm flowed from his fingertips. The six sky-covering gray wings suddenly melted like liquid, flowing onto the barren black earth, dyeing the entire world gray…
A strange force of law descended silently.
Lucifer’s voice abruptly stopped. His lips continued to move, as if trying to persuade something, but within this gray world, his voice could no longer be heard.
Gray sky, gray earth, gray mountain of corpses, gray angel…
The ashen, deathly still color crept up Lucifer’s mangled body, like countless hands reaching out from the extinct hell, gripping tightly into His body, turning Him gray as well.
Unprecedented pain flooded Lucifer’s mind. His mouth, sewn into his pelvic cavity, opened wide, as if letting out extremely miserable and painful screams, but no matter how He shouted, there wasn’t the slightest sound in this world.
He was like a drowning person submerged in silence, frantically struggling on the ground. Atop the mountain of corpses, that figure just calmly watched this scene, without any emotional fluctuation.
He simply raised his palm in silence, and snapped his fingers at this gray world.
Snap—
Suddenly, Lucifer’s remnant body abruptly stopped.
A crack spread from the center of His gray body, and finally, a light sound was heard in this extinct world… He split open.
Lucifer’s pupils stared fixedly at Shen Qingzhu atop the mountain of corpses, his split mouth opening and closing, silently screaming:
—Angel of Silence.
Split in half, Lucifer rigidly split again, into four pieces, eight pieces, sixteen pieces… His body visibly split into sand-sized particles, dissolving in the air, carried by a breeze toward the figure on the mountain of corpses.
The gray world receded like a tide, and those six gray wings reappeared behind Shen Qingzhu. He slowly closed his eyes, and a black crystal heart beneath his chest absorbed all the gray particles that Lucifer had become, beating strongly.
“Finally, completely merged…” Shen Qingzhu let out a long breath.
His gaze swept across this desolate hell, a glimmer appearing in his eyes. “It’s time to go back.”
He raised his hand and lightly drew across the void before him. A long, narrow black doorway appeared in hell, behind which was a hazy mist, and faintly, the sound of surging waves could be heard.
Shen Qingzhu stood before this doorway, his expression somewhat complex…
During this long time, he had stayed here alone absorbing the essence, dying and being reborn again and again. His originally pitch-black wings had transformed into this unique gray through his countless struggles.
He couldn’t remember how he gradually regained consciousness; he only remembered countless corrupted demons being destroyed by him in the extinct world. His hands were stained with blood, as were his gray wings.
When he fully awoke, hell was empty, with mountains of corpses.
Having wandered in this hell of life, death, and slaughter for so long, he had somewhat forgotten what the outside world was like.
Shen Qingzhu stood at the door, looking back at the empty hell and the blood-colored mountain of corpses, and after a moment, slowly spoke:
“Hell… should also be destroyed.”
The black crystal heart beat in his chest, making a dull sound. As Shen Qingzhu turned and stepped through the door, this blood-colored hell world began to violently shake!
Mountains shattered, the sky fell, and the mountain of corpses standing in the center of hell began to dissolve into gray particles… This world was like a dangerous building that had lost its supporting pillars, collapsing in large sections, finally crashing into oblivion!
In the void world, that deep red figure gradually disappeared behind the doorway… his murmur clearly echoed in the extinction.
“Qiye… I’m back.”
