Surviving The Fourth Calamity

Glaysia’s face was etched with ’Even if I can’t get what I want most, I must get what I’ve always wanted.’

However, even Fengo couldn’t help but deeply wonder at this moment whether Queen Bisozeya considered reversing her daughter’s intellect points when preparing to give birth, just to remove Asmodeus’s mark.

He used to think that Glaysia was too spoiled to bother using her brain... Otherwise, such a useful species as succubi shouldn’t be less renowned than chaotic succubi!

Compared to the seductive allure of chaotic succubi, the succubi’s forms of expression are more varied... They can even temporarily masquerade as angelic purity!

The kind of natural aura elves possess is even easier for them.

Yet such succubi have no reputation... Glaysia’s laziness and incompetence are beyond imagination.

Now, Fengo truly believes either Glaysia really left home without intellect, or her years of laziness have reduced her intellect points to negative.

He gently closed his eyes, trying hard not to notice the sympathetic gaze of Prince Hill, and softly said, ”Princess Glaysia, a century flies by in the blink of an eye.

At present, Rommel Mage, regardless of his feelings towards you, will not reside in Hell with you as a Seventh Circle Mage... Haven’t you already understood his heart well?

With such a proud personality, how could he be willing to be the weakest in your Royal Palace?

The ones responsible for cleaning in your succubus palace can even despise him!

But with Rommel Mage’s excellent talents, a century is enough for him to touch the threshold of legendary.

Only then... can the two of you talk about an evenly matched love story!”

Hill was shocked to find that Glaysia was genuinely moved!

She was actually moved!

What the hell?

A deceiving lie seems more trustworthy than this!

If Draculus didn’t have other motivations, it’s a wonder Rommel hasn’t packed his things and escaped to another world by now!

Don’t forget, there are Lansendel’s Chosen here!

Who knows what might be hidden behind them!

Is Glaysia’s brain smashed down to nothing but a lump?

Glaysia cheerfully stood up, her face bright with a smile, ”You’re right, then let’s go~”

Ah, no.

Hill suddenly realized that this guy is using the ladder to leave the stage.

Although Fengo’s ladder is really straight, without any incline, as long as Hill doesn’t pursue her further, she’s off.

Helplessly, Hill looked up at the sky... because Glaysia behaves so foolishly, he often forgets that she’s not actually stupid.

She just doesn’t want to think, only sways with the little water stored in her head.

But when getting beaten, she will move her brain slightly to escape.

On the contrary, Fengo, who gave the ladder, doesn’t care about the quality of the ladder at all, he’s not afraid of her falling, nor does he care if she can catch it... he’s just provided it.

Fengo is a Great Devil of Hell, unlike those battle angels, who naturally would not bother to pay attention to her.

Though with his own little schemes, the former devil nobility was very patient with Glaysia.

They knew that the existence of the Princess of Hell symbolized the relationship between Asmodeus and the Will of Hell.

No matter how bad she is, as long as she exists, Hell is stable.

Even those ambitious Grand Dukes of Hell who want to overthrow Asmodeus won’t do anything to Glaysia before succeeding.

So, this Princess lives so carefreely... Although she was already quite insensitive innately, her nurturing has further magnified her nature.

Hill believes Fengo’s attitude towards Glaysia would not have been so perfunctory before.

Asmodeus has made it so that those willing to follow him view his existence independently, no longer considering him as an ally of the Will of Hell!

Indeed, the Lord of Hell never does anything for nothing.

Hill furrowed his brow.

Logically the conversation has reached this point, he shouldn’t do anything more to Glaysia.

Yet... letting this woman off this easily makes him... unsatisfied.

Her eyes really make one want to dig them out... aside from desire, does she have anything else?

Then he won’t need to worry about this anymore.

The white clouds and blue sky above suddenly burst, instantly transforming into a night sky.

However, in the night sky, aside from a full moon, even the faintest starlight is invisible.

Even that only existing bright moon is growing dimmer... but soon, it is ignited by a silver-blue glow.

Celene’s face suddenly appeared on the moon.

This usually indifferent Silvermoon face was full of surprise as it looked into the world, ”Shaer! What’s going on?

The sky of Toril has changed!”

The Lady of the Night slowly appeared beside Hill, gently holding his shoulder and softly answering, ”The protective gate of Heavenly Mountain has been shattered.

Worlds without deities, and those related to Heavenly Mountain, will be affected.

Heavenly Mountain is everywhere.

No wonder Asmodeus has been entangled with you for so long... This must be the work of the Lord of Hell.

Hill, let’s return to your Magic Tower; such a significant event, I must take a look.”

A brilliant rose light swiftly descended, ”Wait, Hill, my avatar will temporarily be placed with you too!

Even though Asmodeus has fled, who knows if he’ll take advantage when I’m distracted to do something!”

Fengo, who was originally rather calm and proud, suddenly changed his expression drastically, rushing directly to Glaysia’s side, shouting, ”Your Highness Glaysia, turn off your protection!

We must leave immediately!”

Glaysia looked terrified as Celene’s radiance appeared on that Silvermoon... even Celene, able to directly descend into the Divine Kingdom of another Moon Goddess, must mean she has already received the highest authority from that Moon Goddess’s hands.

Yet she, with some authority, was completely unaware.

That... Aislin’s medium must have had a major problem.

Although it might also be due to the collapse of the White Tower as a medium, by logic, the replacement of the Goddess of the Silvermoon should always be informed to someone like her who has some connection!

Just like Laila, the Mist Goddess who betrayed Celene, even when she was scorned by Celene and rejected by most of the Power of the Silvermoon, she could still feel the changes in the power of the Silvermoon as long as she had some authority over Toril’s Moon.

Otherwise, how would Laila dare to stay in Celene’s Divine Kingdom when Celene restored to intermediate divine power as Suren?

Isn’t it because she could always sense Celene’s power changes and choose the right time to leave?

Compared to her hatred towards Celene, Laila obviously feared Cyric, who was very displeased with her lies of divine authority, even more.

During the years she stayed on Toril’s Moon, she indeed slowly marked Celene’s bright moon with her presence.

If Celene hadn’t suddenly reclaimed all her power due to that incident... she might not have been able to find her own name!

It is precisely because of Laila’s precedent, knowing the Silvermoon can be eroded, that Glaysia targets the Silvermoon.

But she absolutely did not want to be discovered by Celene for what she had done before completing this glorious mission!

Glaysia is not afraid of Asmodeus discovering her actions, naturally, because once she started, even if her father found out, as long as the task benefited him without any consequence on his part, he would choose to turn a blind eye.

After all, Glaysia did not believe that her already annihilated mother could possibly be resurrected... The Royal Family Member of Devils who died in the ninth layer of Hell had no chance of resurrection at all.

This is what her bloodline inheritance told her.

If a resurrected Queen Bisozeya did appear, then... Glaysia would rather believe it was Asmodeus playing both roles himself.

That resurrected one could be anyone, just not her own mother.

Completely ignorant about the secrets of Heavenly Mountain, Glaysia thought of Asmodeus’s grand resurrection ceremony merely as a boring show.

So, she acted so recklessly.

The only fear she had was of Celene discovering her corruption of the Silvermoon.

If the Lord of the Silvermoon went mad... Asmodeus would not stand in front of her; at best, he would save her life at the last moment.

Hence, when Fengo shouted and rushed over, Glaysia, unusually cooperative, instantly turned off her black orb, even extending her hand to Fengo, the unsightly Hell Prosecutor whom she always despised.

Fengo, however, paid no attention to Glaysia’s rare compliance... That was the Dawn and Dark Moon of Toril!

Even the Silvermoon above could descend on Sia Tower; if not now, then when?

Hill blinked. Even when he saw the ephemeral Hell’s Gate rising, he didn’t move.

After all, Lansendel had already arrived.

The Lord of Dawn showed no mercy, when seeing Fengo and Glaysia rush into the Hell’s Gate, he directly threw a ball of Blazing Fire.

The violent explosion shattered the eerie Hell’s Gate into fragments... From the screams heard, Hill could determine those two either fell into Styx or into other layers of hell.

In any case, they didn’t reach their intended destination.

Hill glanced at the young man in a brocade robe who had landed beside him, it seemed that in the absence of certainty about what happened to Heavenly Mountain, Lansendel went a little easy.

With a radiant smile, Lansendel placed his hand on Hill’s other shoulder, ”Little Hill, take us back to your place!

Heavenly Mountain is so lively now, I can’t wait to see it!”

Hill couldn’t help but laugh, casually asking, ”Can we record it?”