My Beast Is the 12-Winged Angel Chapter 465 - 466: The Demon God Returns!
Previously on My Beast Is the 12-Winged Angel...
As the scene unfolded, the mocking grins on the faces of the two Totem Tier Nine Demon Generals instantly petrified.
Their crimson pupils reflected the descending figure, who radiated a presence so potent it caused their very souls to shudder in terror.
The black lightning and Demonic Qi prison they held began to evaporate, dissolving into nothingness under the weight of this new aura.
Lanny and the remnants of her suicidal squad stood frozen, forgetting to draw breath as they gazed toward the heavens.
Starlight poured from the spatial rift like a celestial cataract, bathing the descending warrior in a divine and ghostly radiance.
As the blinding light began to recede, the identity of the newcomer was finally revealed...
It was Liu Li!
However, she was no longer the mere Monarch-level entity they remembered from their past.
The pressure she released at this moment was akin to a god ruling over the entire world.
A single look from her made the two Totem Tier Nine Demon Generals feel as though they had been plunged into an abyss of ice.
Primal, biological dread compelled them to stumble back half a pace.
Lanny, however, was oblivious to their reaction, her focus entirely stolen by a presence emerging behind Liu Li.
The massive tear in the void remained open behind the girl.
From within that darkness, a translucent but hauntingly familiar soul stepped out.
It was Gu Xing!
Lanny’s mouth worked soundlessly, her lips trembling as she tried to scream his name.
She blinked rapidly, wondering if her fatal wounds were finally inducing hallucinations as she neared the end.
Was this a mere fantasy?
At her absolute lowest point, as she prepared to embrace death, the man she had yearned for every single day had actually manifested?
Gu Xing’s spirit hovered in the sky, his eyes scanning the carnage below with a swift glance.
His gaze swept over the dozens of mutilated, broken-winged angels before finally resting on the fragile yet defiant woman leading them.
He saw her blood-matted golden hair and her pale face, her eyes locked onto him with a desperate intensity, as if she feared he might vanish if she looked away for even a second.
Gu Xing’s expression darkened immediately.
He didn't need to ask for details; the devastation surrounding them told the entire story.
In an instant, Gu Xing’s eyes snapped toward the two Totem Tier Nine Demon Generals, who were now braced for a fight.
Without wasting a single word, a mental command flashed into Liu Li’s consciousness:
"Liu Li, kill them."
Upon hearing the directive, Liu Li shifted her gaze, her cold eyes settling on the two high-ranking demons.
And then...
There were no spectacular displays of energy, nor any intricate or legendary battle techniques.
She simply lifted the blood-red longsword in her grip once more.
The Sword of Destruction performed a casual, effortless horizontal slash toward the Demon Generals.
The movement was as light as a breeze.
"No—!"
Despite the simplicity of the move, the two members of the Demon Race sensed a premonition of absolute death.
They bellowed in fury, unleashing every drop of their Demonic Qi to construct a massive, dense shield in a desperate attempt to survive.
Yet, their struggle appeared pathetic against the path of that blade.
A slender, dark crimson line manifested out of thin air where the Demon Generals stood.
Though no thicker than a strand of silk, the line seemed to have severed the very fabric of existence.
Space, time, power, and even the internal Demonic Qi of the two generals were sliced cleanly in two along that trajectory.
The screams of the two demons were cut short.
They looked down in shock at the perfectly smooth bisection running across their chests.
Pain hadn't even registered yet, because the severed portions of their bodies...
Along with their very souls and consciousness, had been deleted the moment the line touched them.
Two monstrous heads, frozen in expressions of utter disbelief, slid away from their collapsing torsos.
Before they could even strike the earth, they crumbled into dark red ash, scattered by the winds flowing from the rift.
With a single, nonchalant swing of Liu Li's sword, two Totem Tier Nine powerhouses had been completely erased.
The battlefield was instantly shrouded in a tomb-like silence.
Only the rhythmic rotation of the giant purple vortex and the flickering light of the magic crystal pillars remained.
The wind itself seemed to have died.
The angelic warriors stared with wide eyes and dropped jaws, their weapons nearly falling from their limp hands.
The nightmare enemies they couldn't hope to scratch—the monsters they couldn't even get near—were simply... gone?
Lanny stood paralyzed.
The blade she held slipped from her fingers and clattered onto the stone, unnoticed.
She could only stare up at the twelve-winged figure holding the sword in the sky.
Then, she slowly turned her gaze toward the ethereal but undeniably real form of Gu Xing.
This wasn't a hallucination...
It was... truly happening...
Scalding tears suddenly surged past her eyelids, streaming down her blood-stained face.
The mental tension she had held for so long finally snapped.
The exhaustion of the past days.
The arrival of salvation in her darkest hour...
A tidal wave of overwhelming emotion broke through her defenses, crushing her.
Her strength failed, and as her knees buckled, a nearby soldier caught her just before she hit the ground.
"Lord... Lord Gu Xing... Lady... Liu Li..."
She fought to keep her voice steady, trying to smile or find the right words.
But only choked, broken sobs escaped her throat.
Looking down from the sky, Gu Xing watched the weeping girl who could barely stand.
A flicker of remorse crossed his features.
Lanny had been forced to carry the burden that should have belonged to Liu Li.
But he was the one who had taken Liu Li away.
With a flicker of movement, he appeared right in front of Lanny.
"Everything is fine now, Lanny."
"We have returned."
Lanny nodded frantically, though her tears only fell faster at his words.
Gu Xing felt a sense of helplessness; he wasn't quite sure how to comfort a girl in this state.
Meanwhile, having dealt with the Demon Generals as if they were insects...
Liu Li’s focus had already turned toward the massive purple teleportation gate and the surrounding crystal arrays.
She narrowed her eyes, once again lifting the Sword of Destruction.
Just as she prepared to unleash her full power to wipe the crystal pillars from existence.
A sudden mutation occurred!
The massive, rotating purple vortex, which was only half-stabilized...
The profound darkness at its core suddenly contracted, as if something within was taking a violent breath!
In the next heartbeat, an incomprehensible, soul-chilling terror erupted from the depths of the portal!
This pressure...
It was the essence of evil, the embodiment of chaos, the harbinger of the end!
It carried the scent of an infinite ocean of blood and the screams of billions of lost souls.
The mere leakage of this aura caused the local space to groan under an impossible weight.
Even the edges of the rift Liu Li had cut began to tremble and oscillate wildly!
"Crack!"
The magic crystal pillar nearest to the center couldn't endure the strain; cracks raced across its surface before it detonated into fragments!
Within this suffocating atmosphere of dread, a hand...
Slowly emerged from the center of the vortex.
It was a hand of nightmare proportions!
It was as large as a hill, its flesh a sickening fusion of rotting skin and dark metal, etched with demonic sigils that pulsed with a magma-like glow.
Most horrifyingly, a giant, twitching pale eye was embedded in the center of the palm.
The eye had no pupil, containing only a swirling void of darkness and agony!
The presence of this single hand caused the Demonic Qi in the area to spike tenfold!
The surviving low and mid-tier demons didn't even have the chance to shriek.
They melted instantly, vaporizing into raw Demonic Qi that was hungrily devoured by that hand.
And the aura it radiated...
Was denser than Liu Li’s, more primordial, more...
Exalted!
It was the unmistakable pressure of a being from the Divine Domain!
A Demon God level presence!
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