novelraw Chapter 578: This is truly, a single thought of sainthood and demonhood!
Chapter 578: This is truly, a single thought of sainthood and demonhood!
As if obeying Lu Ce's command, after he finished speaking while looking at Him, He actually began to move.
Because He had no choice but to move!
This time window was only this brief moment—could they really just give up? That would mean complete failure!
Even though the current approach was quite disgraceful, He still had no choice but to act.
The pillar of light before them shot into the sky, the entire city overflowing with an atmosphere full of hope, reflecting how everyone in the [Demon] faction seemed to be teetering on the edge of despair.
The Candle Dragon's massive body fell from high altitude, the already dead enormous object still appeared to struggle and twist several times on the ground.
At the same time, in the other seven cities, at the locations of the sealed Beacons, pillars of light simultaneously shot into the sky!
Eight bright beams of light, like pillars supporting heaven and earth, suddenly began to tilt at this moment, gradually converging at a single point high in the sky!
Then, the light instantly fell, striking the Death Messenger's body in the blink of an eye.
Under the enveloping light, the purple-black color on His body seemed to suffer some kind of corrosion, sizzling loudly.It looked as if the light was purifying the darkness on His body.
Yet He didn't appear to be in any pain;
instead, within the light, He stared at the Pride opposite Him with an attitude full of killing intent and confidence.
Meanwhile, all the cities began to reassemble and shift.
Every street, every skyscraper, whether living beings or inanimate objects, every blade of grass and tree—everything began to distort!
The world before them no longer seemed to have substance, instead resembling scenes from a dream—chaotic and disordered.
It made people feel as if their minds were developing problems just from watching.
Jiang Yuan suddenly felt a wave of panic in his heart and couldn't help but turn to look at the Pride on the other side.
"Saint Lord!"
But Lu Ce merely slightly raised his hand, stopping him from continuing.
He truly had no intention of interrupting the other party from start to finish, eagerly anticipating their performance.
Jiang Yuan hesitated somewhat, feeling that his mind was already inexplicably wavering, as if the entire world had undergone a terrifying upheaval.
Perfect Life nearby also had an unpleasant expression, because the transformation of cities within this world appeared exceptionally familiar to his eyes.
That mirror Eight Trigrams composed of urban streets, through this process, had returned to its normal state!
The next second, the light washing over the Death Messenger instantly split, refracting like lightning as it shot toward Lu Ce!
The moment Jiang Yuan saw this from the side, he intended to rush out and block it with his own body, but he was ultimately a step too late.
The torrent instantly submerged Lu Ce, while the converging light pillars in the sky formed a thin film that began descending to envelop everything below.
The demons on the ground immediately let out painful screams, the black energy currents on their bodies instantly dissolving and gradually transforming into golden hues.
Xie Antong, Sun, and other players from the [Demon] faction began to discover that the intense dark purple glow on their bodies was rapidly fading.
Xie Antong raised her right hand, slowly watching the color change on it, the [Demon] characters in her game faction gradually lightening.
Looking closely, beneath those two characters, two other characters were slowly emerging.
—[Saint]!
Looking up, she discovered that everyone enveloped by that light were members of the [Demon] faction.
Perfect Life and those New Saints were all standing there with bewildered expressions, as if all the Saints were outsiders in this situation.
Of course, except for one person.
—Lu Ce.
He was the only Saint player being washed over and enveloped by the light.
Or rather, the Saint Lord!
Recalling the name of this game, what was happening before their eyes, the scene unfolding—it wasn't difficult to deduce.
"This is it, A Thought of Saint and Demon..."
He murmured to himself, slowly closing his eyes as tidal waves of negative emotions began to surge up.
Even though he had indeed deduced the biggest trap the other party had buried before they activated it, this trap had still been triggered.
And judging by the implications, the situation was even more severe than he had imagined.
This faction reversal didn't seem to be a complete swap between Saints and Demons.
Rather, Lu Ce alone was being reversed, while all the others became Saints!
Boom!
A thunderous roar echoed in everyone's hearts, then the entire world suddenly brightened, all turbidity and gloom swept away in an instant!
The entire world seemed to have been refreshed, the scenery before their eyes becoming exceptionally clear.
The converging light finally dispersed at this moment.
Lu Ce still wore the same golden armor, but his entire body was enveloped in a dark, somber color, with even his clothing bearing blood-like patterns.
The Death Messenger was completely the opposite, shining brilliantly as if wrapped in amethyst.
The destroyed houses reshaped like modeling clay, reassembling and rising from the ground.
The twisted streets reconnected, smooth and new as if freshly made.
The artificial mountains in the parks, the water in the man-made lakes—everything previously destroyed was slowly being reconstructed piece by piece at this moment.
The corpses on the ground turned to ashes and gradually disappeared, while the former demons dissolved their green-faced, fanged appearances, their entire bodies enveloped in chaotic energy.
Throughout heaven and earth, the demonic aura was completely swept away, as if a protracted war had finally achieved a heroic victory, with only one final element remaining...
One unresolved, final demon.
"Saint... Saint Lord?"
Jiang Yuan's pupils were somewhat unfocused at this moment, hovering dazedly in the air as he looked at Pride and spoke vacantly.
"What are you calling me for?" A bold, unrestrained voice rang out, carrying a hint of mockery.
It was the Death Messenger!
"Now, I am the Saint Lord, and everyone here are Saints as well."
"Would our Mister Demon like to check his game panel and share some thoughts?"
Hearing the other party's teasing voice, Lu Ce looked at his hands, then instinctively checked the panel page in his mind.
His panel had now transformed into the interface of the [Demon] side.
[Faction: Demon!]
[City Destruction Rate: 0.1%]
[Available Hell Envoy Summons: 0/16, all deceased, cannot summon.]
[Sealed Beacons: 8/8, all beacons have been sealed, all remaining demon power greatly suppressed.]
[Available Demon Summons: Unable to summon demons due to all beacons being sealed.]
[Assimilation Count: Unable to assimilate due to all beacons being sealed.]
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