Chapter 492
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Chapter 492: The Endless Treasures
“What?”
Alan’s face twisted in shock, his voice trembling with disbelief. “Impossible! Mr. Xia may be harsh at times, but he’s an Imperial Guard, a protector of order within the Air Alliance. To call him the demonic king of hell is absurd!”
The idea felt preposterous—after all, the four demonic kings of hell were legendary beings, their power rivaling that of advanced deities. Compared to them, even renowned Demon Lords paled in significance.
The Cursed String Music sighed, saying nothing in response. Instead, his gaze shifted toward the uneasy Ai, who stood nearby. Though he didn’t show it openly, a deep hurt simmered within him. This girl, whom he had treated as both a student and a younger sister, had been a spy for the Leaf King all along.
Unexpectedly, Ai looked back at him. For a moment, their gazes met. The Cursed String Music shook his head.
“That fissure in the underworld… it was opened by Asmode, the Underworld King. Because of that, I’ve had the chance to return to Noah. I swear by the ceremony of truth—every word I’ve spoken is genuine.”
Alan remained silent.
A ceremony like that did exist, one imbued with a mysterious force compelling honesty. And now, the fissure itself seemed to validate The Cursed String Music’s claim.
Yet, Alan couldn’t shake his unease.
This fissure—so glaringly significant—had gone unnoticed by Mr. Xia and the other Imperial Guards. Something about the situation felt fundamentally wrong.
After a long pause, Alan finally spoke.
“Actually… I have three roles right now. I’m a member of the Night Watchers, a representative of the Babel Tower, and… I’ve also joined the Air Alliance Imperial Guards as a magician.”
The Cursed String Music smirked, a dark humor coloring his tone.
“Well, that makes you and Ai quite the pair. One doubles up on allegiances, while the other outdoes you entirely, serving three sides at once.”
Ai lowered her head, her voice barely above a whisper. “I’m sorry.”
She hesitated, then continued, her words heavy with guilt.
“From the very beginning, I approached you with a purpose. I’ve served the Leaf King’s family since childhood, as have my parents. I… didn’t have a choice.”
The Cursed String Music’s gaze sharpened.
“So, Mr. Xia… did the Leaf King’s people come up with a way to bypass the mind-reading inspections?”
Ai shook her head. “No, they didn’t. It was something else entirely.”
“Hmm.” The Cursed String Music didn’t probe further. There was little point in pursuing a truth already steeped in shadows.
He turned back to Alan, his expression serious.
“In any case, I will leave Tatsumi City. You, Alan, must ensure the Babel Tower is prepared. Asmode, who resides within Mr. Xia, could summon an army from Hell at any moment, triggering a new Doomsday Crisis!”
The Cursed String Music’s words left no room for doubt. The Hell army’s power was more than enough to destroy the world.
With that, he turned and vanished, leaving Tatsumi City behind.
Alan stood still, his thoughts racing.
“Whether what he said is true
or not… the Savior must know
of this.”
Bai Yan sat deep in thought
within the Babel Tower. The
recent raids on the Ring City
Laboratory had failed to
escalate the situation. It
seemed Rock Morgan had
admitted temporary defeat.
Apart from sending agents to
negotiate, the opposition had
taken no further action.
Yet, this wasn’t surprising.
Without divine intervention,
there was little that could
threaten the Babel Tower. And
gods rarely involved
themselves in mortal affairs.
Bai Yan doubted even Rock
Morgan had control over the
Crimson Sovereign.
Gods supported nations and
cities, not the other way
around. A deity would act only
when it deemed fit, not on
mortal whims.
Even if the Crimson Sovereign
did intervene, Bai Yan
remained confident. He had
already forged an
understanding with the
“Anomalous Star” within the
Rainbow.
Unlike older, more detached
deities, the Anomalous Star
still carried a deep connection
to Noah.
Bai Yan’s thoughts wandered
as he finalized preparations for
the next mission: the Dungeon
of Endless Treasures.
In another world, the Holy Light
Kingdom of Zeuo thrived.
Aurora, clad in her shining
armor, stood before a
monument in the Holy City.
The Knights of the Sacred
Heart, now over two hundred
strong, knelt alongside
thousands of citizens, praying
in gratitude to the Savior of the
Babel Tower.
Aurora raised her spear high.
Her voice rang out across the
square.
“We are about to answer the
Savior’s summons. Our
mission is to journey to
another world and vanquish
the demonic race. This is the
will of the divine!”
Cheers erupted from the crowd
as a dark mist enveloped the
knights, transporting them to a
dense forest in an unfamiliar
land.
Standing atop a stone was a
fiery-haired girl with piercing
eyes—Scarlet Moon. Her voice
carried both disdain and
amusement.
“Aurora, you’re as troublesome
as ever, dragging an army
wherever you go.”
Aurora ignored her, focusing
instead on the figures
emerging from the shadows—
Bai Yan, Ganis, and the Fusion
Slime.
Bai Yan smiled faintly, his gaze sweeping over the group.
“The gods’ treasure is within
reach. Soon, we’ll become the
most legendary thieves in the
multiverse.”