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However, at this moment, the two of them were standing respectfully behind Helena, their heads bowed.
There wasn't the slightest bit of dissatisfaction.
That posture indicates neither allies nor partners.
It is the most humble posture a subordinate adopts when facing a superior.
Seeing this, Seraphru's ever-imaginative little mind finally connected all the clues.
The fears of Assassin and Baichu.
The word "ghost" that they shouted.
Michael and Gabriel's submission.
And... that woman, with that most primal, divine power that surpasses all angels.
boom!
It felt like a nuclear bomb had exploded in Serafru's mind.
Her beautiful blue eyes were wide open, and her small mouth was so open it could almost fit a duck egg.
She pointed at Helena and, with all her might, shouted a sentence that could make the hearts of all the high-ranking officials in the Three Realms stop.
"The God of the Bible has risen from the dead—!"
The scream was earth-shattering.
For the first time, a hint of displeasure appeared on Helena's usually solemn and dignified face.
She frowned, a cold gaze sweeping over the boisterous Demon King Seraphru.
Seraflu fell silent instantly, as if frozen in ice, her expression frozen on her face.
So...so scary!
Helena ignored the startled demon king.
She turned around and slowly walked towards the two fallen angels who had completely lost their composure.
Her combat boots clicked crisply on the broken ground, each step feeling like a blow to the hearts of Azazel and Baichu.
"Azazel, Baichu."
Her voice was cold and flat, devoid of any emotion.
"It's been ten thousand years since I last saw it."
“Your strength has not improved at all.”
She stopped in front of the two of them, looking down at them with a mocking smile.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk."
"To have the fallen angel in your hands, that's really something..."
She didn't finish her sentence, but the unspoken contempt she conveyed was more embarrassing for the two of them than any vicious curse.
Azazel's lips twitched violently.
He wanted to argue, to question, to roar.
But when faced with this face, faced with the being who had created them and whom they had betrayed, all his ability to speak vanished.
Creator.
The word weighed so heavily on him that he could hardly breathe.
He forced himself to stand up straight, trying to maintain the last bit of dignity he had as the governor of the fallen angels.
But his uncontrollably trembling legs completely betrayed him.
Yes, Zhou Ye had speculated and hinted at it before.
It's one thing to speculate, but when this "father," who was thought to have perished in the Holy War and turned into dust of history, reappears before him alive, in a stronger and more unbelievable form...
That kind of impact was enough to shatter the mental defenses he had built up over thousands of years.
How should I start?
Can you call out "Mother"?
Or should we question her about why she is still alive?
Or perhaps... he's kneeling down to repent for the betrayal of years ago?
Every thought stirred up a storm in his mind.
Baichu, who was paralyzed on the ground, was in a worse condition than him.
He didn't even dare to look up at that face.
That face was the source of all his power, and also the beginning of all his nightmares over the past ten thousand years.
He is a fallen angel, a sinner, and one of the god-killers.
He has borne this sin for ten thousand years.
He had thought that with the passage of time and with the death of his "mother," this guilt would gradually fade.
But now, the creditor has returned.
It also carried an unparalleled aura of power.
“I…” Azazel’s lips moved for a long time before finally squeezing out a hoarse syllable from his parched throat.
But that's all there is to it.
He didn't know how to face his creator.
Especially when this Creator is addressing another man with the respectful title of "My Lord".
All of this was completely beyond his comprehension.
The entire battlefield fell into an even more eerie and oppressive silence than when facing Orpheus, because of Helena's appearance.
If Orpheus is a natural disaster, it is a pure, understandable form of "power."
So Helena before us is taboo, history, and the original sin of all fallen angels.
This is enough to completely deny their very existence from the root of the myth.
Zhou Ye stretched as he watched this dramatic scene, which resembled a large-scale family reunion.
He had no intention of interfering at all; he simply watched with great interest.
Seeing these usually high-and-mighty figures looking so distraught and panicked is more entertaining than watching any Hollywood blockbuster.
"Tsk, if I had known it would be this effective, I would have let her out from the beginning."
He muttered to himself quietly.
"However, in that case, we won't be able to enjoy that feast in Orpheus."
He touched his stomach, seemingly still savoring the taste of that "infinite" power.
Rias, Akeno, and the others were completely numb.
They stood aside, watching the Demon King stare blankly, watching the Fallen Angel Governor tremble, watching the legendary God of the Bible reprimand his "children" to their subordinates...
This world is crazy.
Finally, after a long period of deathly silence.
Helena seemed to have lost interest in continuing to tease her two unfilial sons.
She turned around and faced Zhou Ye again. The mockery and coldness on her face vanished instantly, replaced by absolute respect and piety.
"My lord, what should be done with these lost sheep?"
She bowed slightly, handing over the decision-making power entirely to Zhou Ye.
In an instant, everyone present tensed up once again.
Sazex, Seraph, Azazel, Baichu...
All eyes were now focused on Zhou Ye.
This man, who acted like an outsider from beginning to end, was the center of it all.
He will decide the fate of everyone present.
Zhou Ye picked at his ear and glanced at Bai Qiu, who was still trembling on the ground, with a look of disgust.
"Fuck your mother."
He repeated what he had just said before, and then slowly opened his mouth.
"Alright, stop putting on this melodramatic act."
"I have no interest in watching your family dramas."
His words were direct, blunt, and showed no respect for anyone.
Azazel and Baichu's bodies stiffened simultaneously.
Zhou Ye ignored them, looked at Sazex, and grinned.
"The Demon King Lucifer, and that magical girl."
"Did you enjoy the show today?"
Chapter 238 Ending
My brother-in-law, and a magical girl.
"Did you enjoy the show today?"
Zhou Ye's casual question was like a boulder thrown into a still lake, stirring up ripples.
Was that fun?
It was more than just exhilarating!
Sazex felt his heart pounding wildly, like it was about to burst, ever since he'd just started.