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It was clearly a flame, yet it emitted not a trace of heat. Although the flame didn't yet possess much destructive power, Loran knew he had accomplished the first step.

Keep the burning flame below zero degrees Celsius.

It may not seem to have much effect, but it shows that the rules of the world are not so absolute. Within the scope of Loran's influence, he can indeed do things that violate the rules of the world!

This means that Loran's laws are entirely capable of creating something!

Chapter 217 seems to feature some extraordinary individual.

The front line of the demonic defenses.

After repelling the attack from the Church of the Evil God, Lestinger laughed loudly: "You bastards from the Church of the Evil God, come on again!"

Unfortunately, none of the other party were rational, so no one responded.

Diana frowned. "My lady, I don't think things are that simple."

"Your Majesty, there is no need to worry."

The legion commander laughed heartily: "As long as we're here, no matter how many tricks those beasts from the Church of the Evil God have up their sleeves, it won't matter!"

"That's right! With us here, we will surely make that evil god's church suffer a crushing defeat!"

The surrounding soldiers burst into laughter. Diana smiled, but the seriousness in her eyes remained.

She always felt that the attack by the evil god's church would not end so easily.

Although both sides have tacitly agreed not to let the Saints intervene in the battlefield, Diana feels that things are going a little too smoothly right now.

I hope it's just my imagination...

After this battle, the Church of the Evil God remained silent for a short time. The demons launched a probing attack, but failed to achieve any results.

I thought we were about to enter another strategic stalemate, but as expected, something unexpected is about to happen.

As night fell, the sound of horns echoed across the sky. Diana immediately jumped out of bed and hurried to the central command tent.

Lestergol has arrived there, and several legion commanders have also arrived.

"What happened?"

Diana quickly asked, but she already had some guesses in her mind.

The horn sounded so urgently that this attack must be extraordinary.

As expected, the Fallen Angel Legion Commander's expression turned grave: "It's an alchemical beast tide, already attacking the defensive line. According to our reconnaissance, there are approximately..."

He swallowed hard and said, "More than 100,000."

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The sheer force of the black tide of 100,000 alchemical beasts crashing into the first line of defense caused even the lava in the Lava Rift to retreat. The sound of their carapaces scraping against each other was like a horn from hell, causing rubble to tumble down from the city walls.

The commander of the Seventh Legion of the Satanic Army stood on the city wall: "Damn it, where's the artillery battalion? Open fire! Bomb them!!!"

"The third squad has been wiped out; reserves are being called in!"

The adjutant's anxious voice rang out: "The Fallen Angels aerial formation requests a retreat and regrouping—"

"Withdraw my ass!" Lestergel kicked over a corrupted giant lizard that had pounced on the city wall. "Tell Yale, if his black feathers dare to flinch, I'll roast them and eat them!!!"

He gritted his teeth: "Damn it, we absolutely can't just retreat like this! Even if we lose, we have to make these beasts suffer!!!"

The carcasses of alchemical beasts piled up like mountains beneath the city walls, but the black tide showed no signs of abating. Suddenly, a lava behemoth inscribed with runes broke through the artillery barrage, its fist slamming into the city wall—

"boom!"

A silvery-white streak of light fell from the sky, instantly freezing the colossus's molten core before shattering it into ice shards. Fallen angels clad in silver armor descended from the heavens, striking the enemy ranks like sharp swords.

"What the hell is this...?"

The commander of the Seventh Legion of the Satan Legion looked somewhat shocked, and his adjutant swallowed hard: "The royal guard of the Fallen Angels' Court, Lord Lucifer's personal guard, the Blade of the Fallen Angels!"

Yes, this team was the same group that fought against the Lich King's court and the Lich race back then. They were personally promoted and trained by Lucifer, and were the sharpest swords of the Fallen Angels.

"All members of the Fallen Blade, heed my command!"

Captain Rofit of the Fallen Blade raised his spear high: "Charge with me!"

"Charge! Charge! Charge!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!!!"

With the addition of the Fallen Blade, the first line of defense temporarily held off the monster horde's attack. However, 100,000 monsters were still too many, and repelling them in a short time would be no easy task.

However, at least we can breathe a sigh of relief.

Diana sighed as she looked at the battle reports from the front lines. It seemed the two sides were indeed locked in a stalemate. Moreover, none of the Saints were currently participating in the battle. On the Church of the Evil God's side, the Pope of the End hadn't yet fully decided to break the seal, while the Demon Clan was worried that the Pope of the End might act rashly and intended to buy Loran as much time as possible.

If the fighting continues like this, the demon race will lose most of the strength it has managed to recover over the years.

Diana pinched her brow, feeling a bit of a headache.

Leaving aside the economic losses, many of the demons who have died in the past few days were promising talents nurtured by Lord Lucifer over the past ten years. It would be such a pity to see them perish on the battlefield.

However, they cannot be prevented from going to the battlefield. On the one hand, they are all soldiers, so why should they be given special privileges? On the other hand, if they are not allowed to go to the battlefield this time, it may have a very negative impact on their future mindset.

Sigh, this is really frustrating.

As the ruler of Satan's court, Diana, who was particularly sensitive to economic and educational matters, sighed deeply.

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Inside the underground laboratory, Loran's deductions continued.

The silver flame now possessed the properties of both fire and ice. At the moment of its completion, Loran suddenly felt a profound and mysterious sensation, as if everything was under his control.

In a daze, he sensed a realm where he seemed to be an existence beyond the rules of the world.

Although it is still in its infancy and cannot even be called a prototype, Loran has at least taken the most difficult first step.

In the distance, within the holy city nestled among mountains, in the most sacred Hall of the Seven Gods, Messiah was performing her daily prayers. Suddenly, she opened her eyes, her dazzling golden pupils seemingly piercing through the mountains, across the distance between mountains and sea, and saw Loran in the Demon Clan's library.

The seven statues in the hall simultaneously emitted a faint light.

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"Little Messiah's man seems to have come up with something incredible."

In the temple high in the sky, a woman dressed in a mage's robe stroked her chin and said, "Even we have been alerted."

"Ha, if he's too mediocre, he's not good enough for Messiah!"

A burly, middle-aged man in golden armor crossed his arms and asked, "Sea God, what do you think?"

An elderly man dressed in fine clothes, holding a scepter symbolizing the ocean, squinted his eyes and said, "A very bold idea."

"Just don't end up losing more than you gain by trying to steal a chicken, and getting killed by the laws of the world. No one can save you then."

A goddess dressed in black robes, whose eyes seemed to hold a thousand stars, sneered. On the other side, a golden-haired goddess, who looked like the sun, tugged at the hand of the black-robed goddess and said, "Alright, Night, you can't say that."

"Guangming, you know that Heiye is usually all bark and no bite."

A voluptuous goddess, seemingly possessing a maternal quality akin to the earth, spoke with a smile, while another woman with emerald hair also smiled and said, "Besides, if it weren't for the laws of the world allowing it, he simply wouldn't have been able to succeed."

Chapter 218 Just right

"Would the laws of the world really allow such a thing to happen?"

The goddess of magic frowned: "Creating new laws is normal, but will laws that defy the fundamental rules of the world really be accepted?"

"Perhaps the laws of the world have already decided to end this long war."

The Goddess of the Night sighed softly: "And he is the one who should end it all."

"Heh, if the guy who has kept little Messiah on her mind for so long is just an ordinary eighth-tier, I would absolutely not approve."

The God of War snorted coldly, his face extremely ugly, but the Goddess of Magic teased, "Then why did you create an opportunity for them to hug? If I remember correctly, you were in charge of that speeding carriage, weren't you?"

"That, that was just, just that I didn't want to ruin your plans!"

"Ah, yes, yes."

Seeing that the God of War was about to get angry again, the Goddess of Magic changed the subject, saying, "Speaking of which, although the laws of the world do not allow us to interfere in worldly affairs, what we did that time was permitted."

"Nonsense, we didn't interfere with the overall trend. Whatever the relationship between Messiah and Loran, it doesn't affect the overall trend."

"It has no personality. As long as it doesn't do anything against the general trend that it needs, it's not impossible to interfere a little in the rest."

"That's what I said."

Poseidon coughed: "But we can't interfere too much—gods can't interfere in the mortal world, that's its underlying logic. It's only because Messiah herself is between humans and gods that we can intervene a little."

"That's good. If those evil gods interfered too much in the mortal world, that would be a real headache."

"That's true."

"Speaking of which, should we lend him a hand?"

The goddess of magic asked, but the earth goddess shook her head: "No need. Since the rules allow it, he will succeed."

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Lucifer, reviewing the battle reports from the past few days inside the Demon King's Palace, had a grave expression. The attacks from the Church of the Evil God had become increasingly fierce during this period. To prevent further casualties, Lestinger had ordered a withdrawal from the first line of defense, and the two sides had reached a stalemate using the easily defensible second line of defense.

The second line of defense, located in the lava rift, was much stronger than the first line of defense, and the demonic beast army of the Church of the Evil God could not break through it for the time being.

Lucifer sighed, guessing that the Pope of the End was also getting restless.

The fall of the first line of defense was not a major loss for the demons. In Lucifer's original plan, only the fall of all three lines of defense would be considered somewhat urgent.

But so much time has passed, and the Church of the Evil God has only breached the first line of defense. It seems that the Church of the Evil God's progress is extremely slow.

The evil god is not so easy to talk to. It would be fine if there was progress, but the progress is so slow, and the Pope of the End still wants to hide his strength. This is just making things difficult for the evil god's church.

Perhaps, before long, the Pope of the End will be able to use that power.

Time is running out.

She looked at Estia: "How's the situation on Lorian's side?"

"There's still no news, and I don't dare go in and disturb him."

Estia sighed, "It might be too late..."

"Not really."

Lucifer frowned: "The Gluttony Pope won't really make a move. Lamia can stop the Bloodthirsty Pope on her own. How long can the two of us hold off the End Pope?"

"Hard to say."

Estia frowned as well: "If we're at the level of the old lich, the two of us alone could only hold out for an hour at most—not to mention, the Great Bell of the End Pope is a huge threat. If we can't break the bell, we might not even last a moment."

The Pope of the End's ability to stop time is both powerful and weak. Against someone of similar strength, the bell is unlikely to have any remarkable effect, but against someone weaker than him, it is an insurmountable barrier.

Those weaker than him, no matter how many come, will have a hard time defeating him. But once someone is stronger than him, he will lose the ability to fight beyond his level and will be arrested at lightning speed.

Unfortunately, if the Pope of the End really breaks through to the eighth rank, he will definitely be stronger than Estia and Lucifer.

"trouble."

"No, something terrible has happened, Lord Lucifer!"

Someone stumbled into the council chamber: "Intelligence has come from the second front: the army of the Evil God Church is pressing in, and all the popes are present!"

"As expected, I couldn't sit still any longer."

Lucifer's expression was solemn. He exchanged a glance with Estia and Lilith, and they all stood up. Lilith also switched Lamia's account and headed to the front line.

"Tsk, Lorian, we're running out of time."

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Second line of defense: Lava Rift Valley.

Lucifer and the others stood on the city wall, looking at the three popes standing in the air in the distance.

"Surrender now, and I might spare your lives."

The Pope's expression was solemn; he wouldn't have used this power unless absolutely necessary. Losing one's reason and self is certainly not a good thing.

"Ha, why don't you withdraw your troops now, and I can guarantee that I will not hold you accountable for what happened before?"

Lucifer naturally had no intention of agreeing, but instead sneered and said this. The Pope of the End's face darkened: "You asked for this."

The large clock behind him suddenly began to spin rapidly, and a powerful force shot into the sky, obscuring half of the sky with dark clouds.

The aura emanating from the Pope of the End continued to surge. He lowered his head, looked at the four people on the city wall, and showed disdain.