Quick Transmigration: I'm the Villain's Assistant to the Protagonist

However, peaceful times are like fragile glass, fleeting in an instant.

The once clear, sunny sky, as blue as a jewel, suddenly changed dramatically without warning.

It was as if an invisible giant hand was stirring up the heavens and the earth. Thick dark clouds, like surging black waves, spread rapidly with overwhelming force, blotting out the sun.

The sky seemed to be completely shrouded by a huge, opaque black curtain, plunging the entire world into darkness and oppression.

That evil force from beyond the heavens was like a demon that had broken free of its shackles; it let out a chilling roar, carrying an aura of annihilation.

The barrier that originally protected the world shattered instantly under their impact, like a fragile eggshell.

The evil force surged towards the distance like countless black locusts, densely packed and overwhelming.

Wherever they passed, howling winds arose, sand and stones flew, and the earth trembled. Finally, like a black torrent, they stormed down upon a place shrouded in mysterious mist.

An ancient and dangerous aura permeated the place, as if it concealed a great, unknown secret. The arrival of evil forces seemed to make this mysterious place even more sinister and terrifying, as if an even greater disaster was about to be born here.

Shen Ying watched all of this with deep concern.

At this moment, Saien suddenly awoke from his deep sleep, his eyes snapping open with a golden glint in them.

He appeared silently behind Shen Ying, looking solemnly into the distance, and said in a low voice, "They have joined forces with that evil force."

"Them?" Shen Ying frowned slightly, her eyes showing curiosity and doubt. She didn't understand who Sai En was referring to, but from Sai En's serious expression, she knew that things were far worse than she had imagined.

“It’s Herak.” Sion’s voice was cold, with a hint of barely perceptible anger.

The name Herak, like a shadow in the darkness, made the atmosphere even more tense.

As soon as he finished speaking, Sain waved his hand, and a strange ripple appeared in the space. He pulled Shen Ying and stepped into it.

In the blink of an eye, they appeared near the place where the evil forces had descended.

This place was like an abyss corrupted by darkness, filled with a pungent odor, and the eerie and terrifying atmosphere pressed down on them as if it were a tangible force.

When they arrived, the intense aura of death and darkness, so strong it seemed to crush a person, rushed towards them like a surging wave. Yet, Sain's expression remained cold and stern, but Shen Ying's heart skipped a beat, filled with horror.

The ancient altar stood there eerily, like the heart of darkness.

The mottled marks left by time are like countless evil eyes, spying on intruders.

People of unknown origin lay scattered on the ground, their postures contorted like discarded rag dolls.

These people were dressed differently and clearly came from different places, but at this moment their faces were all occupied by the same expression of extreme terror.

His eyes were wide open, as if they were about to burst out of their sockets, filled with fear of death and despair at the unknown evil.

Its mouth was wide open, as if emitting a silent scream. The frozen expression was like a brand of nightmares, deeply imprinted in this terrifying scene, making people feel terrified and chilled to the bone at first glance.

On the altar, Alice stood silently, her figure standing out even more starkly in the inky darkness, like a sinful flower blooming in the abyss of hell.

Her fiery red hair danced wildly, like a blinding flash of blood in the endless darkness, piercing the darkness but bringing even deeper fear.

Those eyes, which were originally lively and beautiful, as green as a lake in spring, now shone with a chilling light, like two eerie green flames from the deepest hell, cold, hollow and full of the aura of death, staring straight ahead, devoid of any human emotion, as if their souls had been ripped out, leaving only a manipulated shell.

Around the altar, Herak and a group of rebellious angels appeared.

Herak's once majestic face was now twisted into a ferocious expression, his eyes flashing with an evil extraterrestrial power that blended into the darkness, and a cruel smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

The traitorous angels beside him no longer had pure white, holy wings; instead, they were corroded by black patterns and exuded the same evil aura.

That evil force from beyond the heavens burned fiercely on them like black flames, completely devouring their original radiance, and their eyes were filled with a desire for destruction and annihilation.

Sion looked at Herac, his eyes showing little emotion, only slightly narrowing them.

He had long been aware of Herak's rebellious intentions, but he never expected that Herak would collude with evil forces from beyond the heavens, which was quite unexpected.

Shen Ying looked at Alice with concern: "What did they do to Alice?"

Alice seemed completely unaware of their arrival, her body still trembling slightly, as if she were struggling in a tug-of-war with two powerful forces.

Two completely different yet exceptionally powerful forces simultaneously emerged within her.

A mysterious and unpredictable unknown force, like the source of darkness that existed since the beginning of the universe, carrying endless allure and evil thoughts, wrapped around Alice in strands, like the tentacles of a demon, constantly penetrating into the depths of her soul, eroding her will little by little.

The other force was an evil extraterrestrial power, exuding an aura of destruction and decay. Like a surging black tide, it relentlessly crashed against Alice's body wave after wave, each impact seeming to crush her body and soul.

These two forces intertwined and collided, forming a huge and dangerous energy vortex around Alice.

Within the vortex, lightning flashed like the tongues of angry snakes, and black smoke swirled like the shadows of demons. From time to time, sharp whistling sounds that could pierce eardrums rang out, as if demons from the deepest depths of hell were roaring, and the sound seemed to tear and distort the surrounding space.

Sain gently carried Shen Ying to a high platform in the distance, away from the altar, surrounded by the light of the protective barrier he had set up.

His eyes were full of tenderness as he gently stroked Shen Ying's hair, softly telling her not to be afraid. Then he placed a kiss on her lips, a kiss as light and brief as a dragonfly skimming the water, yet it felt as if an electric current passed through Shen Ying's body.

Before Shen Ying could recover from the sudden intimacy, Sain had already rushed towards Herak and the others like an arrow released from a bow.

Sion's gentle expression was instantly replaced by coldness, and his divine power erupted like a golden sun, the light fiercely clashing with the darkness in an attempt to dispel some of the suffocating darkness.

Sion stood alone in the void, his figure as upright as a pine tree. His white robes stood out against the dark background like the light of dawn, pure and flawless. Every sway of his robes carried the majesty of a god.

Opposite them stood Herak and the rebellious angels, their bodies shrouded in a nauseating evil power that surged and churned wildly like a dark mist, roaring like a monstrous demon, as if it wanted to devour all the light and beauty in the world.