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Chapter 787: Chapter 787: Sacrifice

Song Jian felt as if he was dancing on the edge of a blade, one false step and he would fall into a deep abyss. The Abyssal Chains shattered inch by inch under the collision of fangs, and the angel Kekaul let out a satisfied moan. Its wings sprung open vigorously as a powerful aura radiated from it.

“Thank you, human, for saving me. To express my gratitude, I will be your most loyal guardian until you leave Abyssal Hell, ready to sacrifice my life for yours!” Kekaul bowed respectfully to Song Jian.

Only then did Song Jian realize that the angel Kekaul in front of him was also a level fifty, possessing the peak power of first-order combat level. However, it was rated as elite, not lord, and its strength was a notch below that of the Wolf Spider Demon Ritualist.

Most importantly, in Kekaul’s attribute bar, there was a ‘weakened’ status. All attributes were reduced by thirty percent, meaning that Kekaul currently only possessed the combat power of seventh-order at its peak.

To let Kekaul halt the Wolf Spider Demon Ritualist probably wouldn’t be significantly better than his Abyssal Slaves.

However, this mission still left Song Jian quite satisfied as he had obtained the Abyssal Demon Flame of the Sixth Abyss Demon King. Not only did the grade of the Book of the Abyss upgrade, but the Abyssal Demon Flame he controlled also went up a level. For Song Jian, there was no better reward than this.

“We need to leave here first, the demons are coming!” After saying this, a pair of iron wings emerged from Song Jian’s back. He broke through the wall of the third layer of the stone tower and flew towards the entrance of the Demon Slayer Canyon.

In just a few short minutes, Song Jian realized that he had lost contact with all his demon slaves. If he didn’t leave now, the stone tower would likely be surrounded by Wolf Spider Demons.

Kekaul hesitated for a moment. But quickly, he felt a strong aura closing in swiftly, his face changed color. It was the Wolf Spider Demon Priest who had captured him earlier. While he was severely injured at the time, his current state wasn’t much stronger.

Although death was only a release for Kekaul and he didn’t fear it — which was why he pledged to fight side by side with Song Jian, even at the cost of his own life — if he could survive, Kekaul wouldn’t throw his life away intentionally.

With a single stroke of his grey wings, Kekaul followed closely behind, flying towards the outside of the Demon Slayer Canyon.

Watching the two shadows in the sky, the Wolf Spider Demon Priest’s eyes glowed bright red. She gritted her teeth, “You… won’t escape…”

Then, she turned around and told a Wolf Spider Demon Guard beside her, “Go notify the other priests. Tell them I have important matters to discuss!”

Inside the Demon Guardian Temple, there wasn’t merely the Wolf Spider Demon, there were other six demon races as well. They were all subordinates of the Abyss Demon King and were all dedicated to resurrecting their own Demon Lord.@@novelbin@@

When they heard that the Wolf Spider Demon had lost the key resurrection tool of their king and the unique Abyssal Demon Flame of the Demon Lord, the other demon races laughed at the Wolf Spider Demons while also raising their guard.

“Iphisna, I heard you lost the resurrection artifact of the Sixth Demon King? Is that true? Hahaha!” A demon with a goat’s skull laughed and strolled into the conference hall of the Demon Guardian Temple.

A shade of anger flushed Iphisna’s ancient face, but before she could speak, the other demon priests also walked into the conference hall one after another.

“Hmph, Kubisuo, if you think that the goat-faced clan doesn’t need any information from me, feel free to leave now!” Iphisna said with a stern face.

“Hmph, it’s just a mere human who has infiltrated Abyssal Hell. Find him, capture him, and kill him. I don’t need any information from you!” Kubisuo, the ritualist of the Goat-faced Demon Clan, said with a scornful laugh.

Despite his words, he made no move to leave. Instead, he merely lifted his goat’s head and stood arrogantly in place.

“Kubisuo, you may consider humans as worthless, but don’t forget; it was a human who once killed the seven great Demon Lords!” A Demon Ritualist, holding a huge scythe and looking like a shadow, spoke in a raspy voice.

As soon as the Great Demon Priest Saffer began to speak, the faces of the other seven ritualists changed drastically. The fall of the Abyss Demon King is a taboo among them, not something that can be casually spoken of.

“Saffer, I really want to see what will happen when the second Demon Lord revives and hears how freely you speak of his demise,” a Demon Ritualist burning with dark red flames, with a sinister smile on his face like a venomous snake, stared at the Great Demon Priest Saffer, who was shrouded in black fog.

“Black, I think you won’t live to see the day the great Lords revive!” Saffer slightly lifted his head, revealing a pair of blood-red eyes from beneath his black hood.

The Flame Demon Ritualist’s face completely changed. Among the seven major demonic clan ritualists, he could more or less gauge the others’ powers, but he was utterly unable to see through Saffer.

But Black guessed that Saffer’s power was definitely formidable. Perhaps only the Fallen Angel Priest Ailei could overpower him. The others were no match for the Great Demon Priest Saffer.

“Enough, are you trying to instigate infighting?” The scantily-clad Abyssal Succubus Ritualist with a voluptuous figure and a pair of tiny wings on her back, Mesomiya, snapped.

Upon hearing Mesomiya’s voice, almost all the demon ritualists couldn’t help but shudder. Her voice was filled with seductive power, and just hearing her speak sparked a flame in all the demon ritualists’ bellies, even the female Wolf Spider Ritualist blushed and silently cursed in her heart.

The combat power of the Abyssal Succubus Clan was arguably the weakest among the seven major demon clans. Still, no other demon clan wanted to be their enemy.

That’s because all who stood against the Abyssal Succubus Clan became their slaves. The Abyssal Succubi possessed an innate talent for charm. Unless the victim had strong willpower, no matter how powerful they were, they would fall under their spell unsuspectingly.

“Mesomiya is right. Internal fights are forbidden in the Abyss Demon Clan!” The three heads of the silently-watching Cerberus Demon Ritualist spoke in unison. The furthest right head turned to the Wolf Spider Demon Ritualist and asked, “Iphisna, why did you call us here? Surely not just to inform us that a human thief stole the key item for reviving the Sixth Demon King?”

An instant fury appeared on Iphisna’s aged face. She took a deep breath and said, “This human didn’t just steal the task of the Sixth Demon King, but he also stole the Abyssal Demon Flame controlled by the Sixth Demon King!”

Upon hearing Iphisna speak, several Demon Ritualists gasped in shock, exclaiming, “How is that possible!”

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