bookbashuk Chapter 10 Vanish, evil darkness, magnificent lettering.
Chapter 10 Vanish, evil darkness, magnificent lettering.
noon.
On the outskirts of Nottingham, in a desolate mountain.
The demon beast stood deep inside the cave, holding a blueprint in its hand.
The paper had a drawing of a blond, blue-eyed boy.
Bai Yaoyue, the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall.
The face in the drawing was so exquisitely detailed it didn't look real; it was like a porcelain doll.
But this face completely overlaps with the one it remembers.
Light Beast.
In the ancient Digital World, war raged on. Lucemon descended, quelling the chaos and bringing order and peace, and was revered as the "Child of God."
In the later stages of its rule, it became autocratic and dictatorial, and arrogance and possessiveness grew within it, with a desire to achieve absolute rule.
Another theory is that, in order to create a more ideal world, it proposed to eliminate the fighting abilities of Digimon, and after being rejected, it chose the radical path of "destroying the old to build the new".
The tyranny of the Light Beasts has drawn a censure.
Those who stepped forward were the ancient guardians of the digital world—the Ten Ancient Warriors.
That war was extremely brutal.
It took the combined efforts of ten ancient ultimate beings, eight of whom perished, to seal it in the dark region.
Its power was divided and inherited by the three archangels.
Seraphimon, Ophanimon, and Cherubimon jointly manage the Digital World.
Even in its growth stage, it can overwhelm ancient ultimate forms.
The ultimate form is no different from a clay chicken or a clay dog in front of it.
Its corrupted form is merely the complete form, not even the ultimate form, yet it is already the leader of the seven rulers of Hell.
"They look so alike."
Devimon muttered to himself, his fingertips tracing the face on the drawing.
It has been here for a while.
The black gears eroded the Soul Master, and the effect was unexpectedly good.
But when it first saw this image in the intelligence, its digital core trembled.
It is said that this holy son's martial spirit is an angel, which looks exactly like him.
Angel.
They look exactly alike.
These keywords reminded it of a Digimon it absolutely did not want to encounter in this world.
If it's just a coincidence that the Angelic Martial Soul was awakened, then that's fine.
But if it's Lucemon itself, who for some reason has transformed into a human form and appeared in this world—then it needs to make plans sooner rather than later.
Of course, there is another possibility.
The boy in the drawing has no wings, no blue patterns on his body, and no golden holy rings on his hands and feet.
It differs in appearance from Lucemon.
Perhaps it's just that the angelic martial spirit of this world happened to grow into that face.
"If we bring him over," Devimon's lips slowly curled into a grin, "we can corrupt him with the Black Gear. Even if it's just an Angelic Spirit, once it's corrupted by darkness, it will be a formidable force. If it really is Lucemon, its power in this world hasn't fully matured yet—"
Two dark red flames ignited in its eyes.
"Then I will have the power to counterattack the Digital World and break free from that guy's control."
On the cave wall, the surveillance camera screen lit up.
Three figures were walking towards them. The one with blond hair and blue eyes had a look of disgust on his face.
Devimon smirked.
Hooked.
"Junior brother, this is the place the man in black robes was talking about."
Bibi Dong looked around, her brows furrowing.
The desolate mountains and wilderness were covered with broken stones, and there were hardly any trees to be seen.
The entire mountain range is covered with bare, grayish-white rocks that reflect a blinding light under the midday sun.
"It's so desolate." Ling Yuan followed behind. "There's not even a trace of a soul beast."
"It's so dark here." Bai Yaoyue's voice was filled with undisguised disgust. "So dark it's nauseating."
He frowned, his azure eyes filled with dislike.
But that face was just too exquisite.
Even his expression of disgust resembled that of a cat with its fur dirty.
He was so adorable that both Bibi Dong and Ling Yuan wanted to pick him up and kiss him.
"I didn't think so." Bibi Dong reached out and put her arm around Bai Yaoyue's waist, pulling him into her embrace. "Junior Brother is especially cute when he frowns."
I pressed my cheek against it and started rubbing.
"Holy Maiden," Ling Yuan said longingly, "I want to hug her too."
Bai Yaoyue ignored them.
A gaze was fixed on him.
They haven't moved since they entered the barren mountains.
Disgusting, sticky, like a snake in mud staring at a passing bird.
A divine light flashed in his eyes, and holy light enveloped his pupils.
The mountains have changed their appearance.
Countless black gears are embedded in the mountain, densely attached to the cracks in the rocks.
Darkness seeped out from the depths of the mountain, turning the entire mountain range into a murky black.
It was indeed a trap.
She's just a young adult, yet she tries to scheme against him.
He broke free from Bibi Dong's embrace, unfurled twelve wings of light on his back, and flew into the air.
The wings of light unfolded in the midday sun, each feather shimmering with platinum light.
Blue lines appeared on his forehead and left cheek, and golden holy rings appeared on his limbs.
The power of light poured down, revealing every detail of the entire barren mountain.
Inside the cave, Devimon stared intently at the monitor screen.
Blue patterns.
Golden sacred ring.
It has twelve luminous wings on its back, plus four smaller wings on its head and waist.
It has four more wings than before.
All hope was shattered in one blow.
This is the true form of the Light Beast.
Devimon took a step back, trying to slip into the secret passage.
But before it could even take a step, the boy in the picture made a move that made it stop breathing.
In mid-air, Bai Yaoyue clasped her hands together.
Then pull it apart.
A rift was torn open between his palms.
One of the miniature solar systems slowly rotated—
Nine planets orbit a star, arranged in a cross shape by gravity, with the star in the center and the planets on the four sides.
The demon's pupils shrank suddenly.
That starting stance.
The form of that move. The name that struck fear into the hearts of those in the Dark Zone of the Digital World.
"Disgusting darkness." Bai Yaoyue looked down, her azure eyes filled with disgust. "Disappear."
"A magnificent cross."
Separate your hands.
The Milky Way exploded.
Ten planets burst forth from the crack.
From the size of a palm to the size of a carriage, and from the size of a carriage to the size of a mountain.
Nine planets are arranged in a cross shape, with the star in the center, as if the entire solar system has been compressed into a brand of judgment and crashed down on the barren mountain.
Light and heat descended from the sky.
"No—" Devimon's scream was drowned out.
I haven't broken free from control yet.
I haven't become the ultimate form yet.
I hate it.
Ten orbs of light crashed into the mountain.
A beam of platinum-gold light shot into the sky, turning the entire heavens gold.
The mountain evaporates, and the rocks vaporize in the heat and light.
The black gears shattered into pieces, making a dense, cracking sound.
The demon beast, along with its secret passages, puppets, and all its conspiracies, vanished into thin air.
A major earthquake occurred.
Bibi Dong and Ling Yuan stood behind the boulder, their mouths agape as they looked at the mountain range swallowed by the light.
Even a titled Douluo couldn't achieve this level of skill.
A single blow could flatten an entire mountain range.
Everything calmed down; the mountains were no longer there.
The surrounding area, stretching for dozens of miles, was reduced to scorched earth.
The ground was sunken, with white smoke rising from the center; the sand and gravel had been melted into a glassy state by the high temperature. The air was scorching hot.
Ling Yuan asked hesitantly, "Just how powerful is the Holy Son?"