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There was a blood moon in the sky and the sky was dark.

The hell filled with demonic energy suddenly fell into a carnival, just because the Demon Lord came out of seclusion today and returned. The clan leaders of various tribes and the ten demon lords gathered in the palace.

After thousands of years, they reunited again.

Unlike previous gatherings for meetings, this time they came to the palace to pay homage to the Demon Lord.

The left and right protectors, demon kings, demon generals and clan leaders who were regarded as demons by outsiders looked at the gorgeous beauty in red sitting on the throne with admiration on their faces.

"We respectfully welcome our Lord out of seclusion!"

Osiris sat on the throne, looking down at his subjects, nearly one-third of whom had been replaced, with a hint of emotion about time in his red eyes.

"You've worked hard, get up now."

The demons present stared at each other with sparkling eyes and said in unison that it was not hard.

Osiris chuckled and said, "Okay, tell me about the current situation of the demons. Has anything major happened in the ten thousand years since I was away from Hell?"

The left and right protectors told the Demon Lord the important events that had happened over the past ten thousand years, while the ten Demon Lords quietly supplemented their stories.

"Master, have a drink." Arian served tea and poured wine to Osiris like a hardworking little bee, making the other demons glare at him.

You little bastard! You are the worst!

Osiris took the wine handed to him by Arian and drank it while listening to the report. After he heard what the right protector reported, his face turned cold and the wine glass in his hand was crushed into pieces.

"You said all six Seraphim were dead!"

"As Raphael's appointed successor, it is impossible for Sachir to die so easily!"

Seraphim are different from other angels; they are creations of the Angel God himself. How could they die one after another five thousand years ago?

Raphael created a total of eight Seraphim.

Two Seraphim died in the thunder while protecting their people, but the remaining six Seraphim should not have died so early.

Aryan said, "Master, Sachiel repeatedly expended his vitality in order to restore the glory of Heaven, causing him to run out of energy five thousand years ago."

"As for the sudden deaths of the other five Seraphim, I think it was done by their own people, but Sachir thought it was us."

It has been five thousand years since the six Seraphim died, and some things cannot be prevented from being investigated further.

They finally understood the farce that had happened. They were afraid that it was a show directed and acted by Ramel himself, but he was trying to put the blame on them for something that did not belong to them.

Osiris said in a deep voice: "Go on."

He wanted to hear what the angels were doing. They were so stupid as to give up their peaceful life.

I don’t know what they were doing, but they actually killed all six Seraphim.

Arian continued, "Because the successors chosen by Sachir died one after another, he ordered a thorough investigation, but the investigation led to us."

"And the searcher that Sachiel entrusted with the important task is none other than the current ruler of the angel race, the former Archangel Ramel."

"If nothing unexpected happens, the deaths of those candidates are all related to Ramel, but no one wants to delve into the past now."

"Since Lamair took the throne, he has carried out extensive reforms and severed the alliance with the demons. Naturally, the demons are unwilling to continue to interact with the angels."

Osiris was silent for a long time after hearing this.

His red eyes were filled with depth, and he looked silently at the angry tribesmen in the hall.

"My Lord, this is exactly as Arian said."

"We have always listened to you and never caused any trouble or committed any crime. At most, we just had some minor fights among the tribes."

"My Lord, it is the Angels who wronged us!"

Osiris' face was covered with a layer of dark clouds, his eyes flashed with a cold light, and he silently replayed the farce that happened five thousand years ago.

The facts are exactly as Arian said.

Sachir exhausted his energy in revitalizing the angel race, and five other Seraphim died due to Lamair's scheme, as did the rest of the candidates.

The seemingly unruly demons actually obeyed his orders obediently and stayed in hell, looking forward to the day when he would come out.

Osiris, who was calculating the past, pursed his thin lips, and his aura was extremely sinister and terrifying.

"Oh, desire is really a sharp sword."

"In the end, the angels that Raphael tried so hard to protect could not escape worldly desires, and even gradually lost themselves in greed."

Even pure angels are not immune to worldly desires.

Desire will still change the angel beyond recognition and trap the host like a bottomless pit.

The left protector of the demon clan frowned and looked at the demon lord who mentioned the angel god with concern.

"My Lord, I have something else to report."

Osiris looked up and said, "What's going on? Could it be related to the angels again?"

The left guardian nodded solemnly, "Since Ramel took over five thousand years ago, he has divided the angels into different levels and worshipped himself as the God of Heaven."

"…He also erased all traces of the Angel God and destroyed all the Angel God statues."

Osiris's eyes turned cold when he heard this, with a fierce and dark red light flashing in his eyes.

"It would be fine if he used some tricks to seize the throne, but he actually dared to attack Raphael!"

"If it weren't for Raphael's righteousness, the angel race would have perished in the calamity ten thousand years ago. How could we have the peaceful life we ​​have today?"

Not only did he feel sorry for Raphael, but the system that had just returned from the Western fantasy world where Raphael was now also felt sorry for Raphael.

[They are too much! Raphael blocked the thunder with his body for them, and was tragically plotted and killed, but they treated him like this. ]

[Damn ungrateful bastard, it’s better not to save him! ]

The white light ball was so angry that it was spinning around. [I am so angry, so angry! That Sachiel is a fool. Not only did he believe in slander, he also put the blame on the demons and passed the throne to the culprit, Ramel.]

[That Lamair is even worse. ]

If he only wanted to seize power and seize the throne to take charge of the overall situation, then he should just plot honestly. Why did he have to clear the Angel God from the Angel Chronicles?

This idiot doesn't even use his brain to think.

Without Raphael, would there be angels? Would there be angelic beings like these?

There was a darkness in Osiris' eyes, and his gaze into the distance was as cold as ice.

"The Angels today are not worthy of being allies of the Demons, and Ramel is even less worthy of my favor."

"Since they do not wish to make friends with the demon clan, they will have nothing to do with my demon clan in the future."

"But Ramel disrespected my dear friend and slandered the demons for murdering angels. I will take revenge on this fool."

System 8023: [Host, come on! Host, charge! Defeat Ramel and bring peace to heaven! ]

Arian looked at Osiris with bright eyes, and his pure eyes were filled with fighting spirit.

"Master, I can lead the charge for you."

After him, the demons in the palace volunteered to fight and deal with Lamair.

"My Lord, let me go!"

"I have disliked Ramel for a long time, so let me deal with him myself!"

"You go aside, I will follow the Lord."

Osiris smiled slightly, but his whole body exuded all the hostility of a high-level demon.

"...Then let's all go!"

"It's a good opportunity for the other two tribes to see if the demon tribe is so weak and vulnerable!"

"They took advantage of my retreat to accuse the demons. This habit is really bad. I must teach them how to be humble and polite!"