Translated by: La0o9
Proofreader:? Arya
At the Fuxi Empire, Varona had declared herself Monarch in front of the entire world.
Her coronation was now officially finished.
At the same time.
The Holy Empire.
All the Fiendkind had died.
The Holy Empireâs capital was heavily devastated after this attack.
The Holy Churchâs sanctuary has been levelled.
The only usable part left of the once grand structure was its underground facilities.
A hidden chamber below the church.
Isa stood before a large reservoir of blood, sighing tiredly.
âCome, I now call upon youâ she chanted.
A card was floating above the reservoir of blood.
Following her chant, the card let out an ashen grey light that shone on the reservoir of blood.
[Devil Summoning Card]
[Note: Using this card, you can siphon power from unlimited amount of souls in order to guide a soul from another world]
An echoing voice came from the blood reservoir: ă Youâve done well, the ritual is almost complete, I only need a bit more time to gather my powers before I can descend upon your world ă
âAsmodeus, when you come to this world, will you really protect me?â Isa asked.
Asmodeus said nothing.
A card flew out from the blood reservoir, gently floating in front of Isa.
The card was obscured by a burning bright layer of flames, making it impossible to know what it depicts.
âWhat is this?â Isa curiously asked.
ă An unspeakable card, carry it with you, at a specific time, it will automatically activate to save you from harm ă Asmodeus answered.
The card fell into Isaâs hands.
Isa was a bit hesitant.
A card whose effect cannot be determined isnât something sheâs willing to use.
Not to mention, a Devilâs item isnât something you can just take.
She spoke: âI want to check this card a little bitâ
âGo aheadâ
Isa placed the card on her forehead, carefully sensing it.
A feeling of protection gradually drifted around, enveloping her.
Holding this card obscured in flame in hand, Isa could feel a deep layer of protection.
This card assured her.
With her competence as a card user, Isaâs card intuition wouldnât make a mistake.
âThank you, Asmodeusâ Isa put the card away and said.
ă No need, just make sure to be careful and ensure your own safety before I get there ăAsmodeus spoke.
His tone seemed a bit worried.
And Isa noticed.
Her tone became a bit more respectful: âThen, I shall take my leave firstâ
ă You may go ăAsmodeus.
Isa left the blood reservoir.
A deep sigh could be heard from the blood reservoir.
When Isa made it back to the surface, she noticed Great Holy Apostle Hurt and Cardinal Kid were hurriedly coming towards her.
âWhat is it?â Isa asked.
âKid said that he found intelligence about that personâ Hurt reported.
âWhich person?â
Just as Isa asked, she immediately remembered.
The Confederate military officer who wrecked Madame Puntaâs banquet, fought her and managed to get away via warp.
The bastard that dared to make a fool out of myself!
âSpeakâ Isa ordered.
âPlease take a look, your holinessâ
Cardinal Kid turned on his Holo-Brain and projected the screen for them to see.
The Fuxi Empire.
Varonaâs coronation.
At her call, a golden-armored swordsman appeared, killing the monster and the military official.
âIs that him?â Isa asked.
Cardinal Kid: âWhen he escaped from Madame Puntaâs banquet, he was wearing that armorâ
âAre you sure?â
âVery, my whip couldnât penetrate that armor at all, I wouldnât mistake it for anything elseâ Kid answered.
Isa squinted her eyes, staring at the golden-armored swordsman.
Her gaze fell on the golden-armored swordsmanâs sword.
âYes, thatâs him, I remember that sword!â she rubbed her chin as she spoke.
âThen that means heâs a Fuxianâ Hurt commented.
âNo wonder no matter how much we search the Confederate we still couldnât find such a personâ Kid spoke excitedly.
Isa contemplated for a while, then spoke: âWe have the Fuxi Empressâ invitation to her coronation do we not?â
âWe doâ
âIf we fly there now, how long will it take?â
âUsing a super-speed shuttle, we will arrive in time for the noon banquetâ
âVery well, Kid will stay here and take over the situation. Hurt, come with me to Fuxiâ
âYesâ the two Apostles bowed.
Isa muttered: âI finally found you, now Iâm really curious about what you took from the Holy Empireâ
Not too long later, the super-speed shuttle rose up to the sky and headed for the Fuxi capital.
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The Fuxi Empire.
Capital.
The noon banquet.
Everything was highly simplified and quick-paced.
The world leaders gathered here to discuss emergency measures against hellâs invasion.
There were also rumors of a new crucial technology being released to the public by Confederate scientists.
Even if thatâs the case, you canât make so many world leaders discuss on an empty stomach.
Which is why they had arranged a light banquet for all the leaders to eat before the long meeting.
On the conference podium, Her Majesty the Monarch made a short welcoming speech.
The noon banquet started.
All the world leaders sat down one by one.
The Monarch came to each table to greet the world leaders, politicians and celebrities.
Her demeanor was calm, graceful and alluring, the crown on her head could almost be seen to be flickering with light.
Everything was harmonious.
Suddenly, a royal guard slowly ran towards her and whispered something to the Monarch.
She then excused herself and left together with the welcoming official and her royal guards.
Everyone was curious.
But soon enough, they found out why.
The banquet hall opened as the Monarch walked side by side with four people, talking and smiling as they walked.
The oldest person was one that everyone here knew.
The Freedom Confederate President.
The other three younger people were a bit harder to discern.
But from the Monarchâs attitude, she seems to be closer to the three youth.
Thatâs very strange.
Whatâs even more strange was the Confederate President himself was also very familiar with these three youths.
âI want the profiles of those threeâ Isa spoke.
She sat silently together with Hurt alone, as no one dared to try and speak to her.
âYesâ
Hurt turned on his Holo-Brain and accessed the Holy Churchâs intelligence network.
Very quickly, he projected the information from the Holo-Brain in front of the Pope.
Reading through their profiles, the Pope glanced at the three of them.
âA renowned King of Assassins, a famous scientist, hmm, and a nameless nobodyâ
ââŠWhat a strange combinationâ
The Pope muses for a bit, then abruptly exclaimed: âNo wait, why does that scientist give me such a familiar feeling?â
She had an urge to draw cards to peek into destiny.
But she held it down.
This place is a solemn banquet, if I drew cards here, wouldnât that make me a show for them all to see?
At this time, a welcoming official of the palace stepped forward.
Facing the Pope, he was so nervous sweat was dripping down his forehead, but he maintained a perfect smile.
The official placed a rectangular envelope in front of the Pope and respectfully bowed.
The Pope reached out to check the card.
After the noon banquet, a world conference will be held to discuss countermeasures against the Apocalypse.
âI will be there on timeâ she spoke.
âUnderstood, your holinessâ the official turned to leave.
Only after getting away from the Popeâs table did he silently sighed from relief.
Isa evaluated Varona.
The Monarch had just shown a few esteemed guests to their table, chatted with them a bit and was about to leave.
As the host, she needs to arrange the upcoming world conference.
Isa thought for a bit, then raised her hand and waved at the Monarch.
Since her every action were being monitored closely, this gesture was noticed by a lot of people.
Monarch Varona would of course also noticed.
Varona turned to look at Isa.
Their eyes met.
Isa spoke: âVarona, might I have a word?â
The banquet hall fell silent.
One of them murdered an entire royal family, stole the countryâs authority, leader of a spiritual organization and a peak 5th stage powerhouse.
The other was the victim of said murder, even her husband had died, only to stay strong without falling and once again hold the power over nation.
The grudge between them should run deep.
But at this time, the Pope had smiled and invited the Monarch for a chat.
Before the Monarch had responded, a royal guard suddenly stepped out and spoke up first: âIf you have anything to say, please do. There is no need to get close to the Monarchâ
True enough, it was common knowledge that the Pope was a powerful person that could rival even the Fuxi Emperor, the strongest Professionist in Fuxi.
Although the Monarch herself was a Professionist, their strength couldnât possibly be compared.
If the Pope wanted to kill the Monarch, all it takes is a single strike from a close distance.
âVarona, are you scared of me?â Isa asked.
Varona smirked sarcastically: âYou should refer to me as Her Majesty the Monarch, Isaâ
Isa stared straight at her and softly spoke: âIs that so? But you are also calling me by nameâ
âOf course I am, tell me, what position do you hold? Usurper? King Murderer?â
âI am the Holy Churchâs Popeâ
Varona replied: âThe Holy Church belongs to the Medici clan, this generationâs clan head, Anna Medici, has yet to recognize your authorityâ
The Popeâs smile slowly rescinded.
Varona looked around at the world leaders and politicians in the room before looking back at Isa and spoke: âState your businessâ
Isa replied: âThis matter is related to the shady business of the Fuxi Empireâs royalty; I think itâs better that you come here for a private conversationâ
She then leaned her face on her palm, asking provocatively: âOr could it be, you donât dare to? As a Monarch, youâre afraid of me killing you?â
Facing such provocation, Varona could only silently grit her teeth.
She really is too dangerous.
No matter what, I wonât place myself in danger.
Only children and hot-headed youths compete over every small detail.
When she was about to refuse, a familiar voice entered her ears again.
âGo, letâs hear what she has to say, donât worry, Iâm hereâ Gu Qing Shan said.