Chapter 173 (2/2)

“It’s you!” the goddess of Light called out unexpectedly.

Who? The goddess of Light actually recognized them?

Claire slowly turned around. A stunningly beautiful face appeared. Clothed in black, his hair ebony black, his dark eyes watched the goddess of Light, bemused. His entire body effused a mysterious aura, increasing his allure.

This voice. Claire frowned, then suddenly remembered. It was Black Feather! When Black Feather forced the contract on her, it was this voice! This cold and stunningly handsome man was Black Feather? Claire simply could not connect the jumping little fur ball with the beautiful, mysterious man before her.

“Humph! So you actually did not die. However, I won’t let you leave alive!” Her voice was filled with malice and fury.

“Who knows who will die yet,” Black Feather replied lazily. Then, he hollered into the empty air, “God of Darkness, you coward, when are you going to toughen up? Come out. This is a good chance. In a moment, White Emperor will also be able to resume into his human form.”

“What?” The goddess was shocked.

“Idiot, you think with that cowardly personality, the god of Darkness wouldn’t be keeping an eye on his offering?” Black Feather spat out disdainfully.

“Black Feather, you stupid son of a….” A low voice grumbled. Darkness started to emerge, blood red light starting to appear.

“You are cowardly, did I say something wrong? Isn’t taking advantage of others when they are down what you love the most? You’re so scared of the goddess of Light that you don’t even want your offering any more,” Black Feather retorted. But in truth, he knew the cowardly personality of the god of Darkness better than anyone. He never appeared if he did not have the upperhand. If not for the treasure blocking for Claire, giving him the time to appear time to resume his human form to say these words, the god of Darkness definitely would not take the risk and appear. He is a selfish person to the extreme, oh, a vile god that is selfish to the extreme.

The low voice stopped. However, the darkness spread. Evidently, the god of Darkness had descended.

Poof

With a quiet sound, White Emperor also appeared.

Hair white as snow, eyes round as the moon.

White Emperor silently stood beside Black Feather. The two instantaneously painted a beautiful picture: Black Feather devastatingly beautiful, White Emperor cold and quiet. Both emitted an intimidating aura.

“Good. You are all here.” On the contrary, the goddess of Light laughed. “White Emperor, Black feather, do you two think you are still as illustrious as you were in the past? God of Darkness, you lowly bastard. Tonight I will eliminate you all!”

A hint of worry flashed across Black Feather’s eyes. Indeed, he and White Emperor were far from before. They were only able to resume their original form after storing power for some time. They knew better than anyone else how long they would last. They had to defeat the goddess of Light before then!

“Distant Silence!” the goddess of Light shouted, attacking first with her scepter. A giant pillar of white light shot violently towards Claire. She surmised that because she could not tell how much Black Feather and White Emperor’s strength recovered, and now that the god of Darkness had also crawled out of nowhere, she would have to destroy Claire’s soul as soon as possible. Then, she would not have to worry about anything any more. If the perfect soul matured and was offered to the Mother Deity by the god of Darkness, perhaps the Mother Deity would really make a ridiculous decision. She definitely could not let that happen!

Black Feather and White Emperor rushed in front of Claire, both raising their hands at the same time. A giant shield appeared, blocking for Claire. The giant pillar of light continued to attack, then dissipated, illuminating the night sky like fireworks. The two continued their shield, but Claire noticed the two’s steps had become unsteady as they were forced two steps back.

Like the shameless person he was, the god of Darkness would not let such an opportunity go. A pitch-black bullet of light shot fiercely towards the goddess. The goddess calmly raised her scepter. Quickly chanting a short incantation, a giant white shield appeared before her, blocking the god of Darkness’s attack.

Claire was a little stunned as she watched the battle. This was a battle between deities? Completely on a different level. Who exactly were White Emperor and Black Feather? Why did the god of Darkness and goddess of Light both recognize them? What did the goddess’s words from earlier mean? Illustrious in the past?

“Light Storm!” The goddess humphed coldly after blocking the god of Darkness’s attack. Waving her scepter, she drew a perfect circle arc in the air. Immediately, berserk wind blasted from the ring, forming a hurricane as it grew, whistling. Within it contained an enormous power of Light. As the hurricane blew past, the corpses of the cardinals became ashes.

The pope had a panicked expression on his face. The angel who had possessed the pope did not expect the goddess of Light to use such a ruthless tactic that did not differentiate between friend or foe in order to destroy this human, completely not caring for the pope’s light. The angel who possessed the pope quickly flew away, attempting to escape the range of the berserk winds. He was able to fly out, but one foot was late by a step. It instantly turned to ash. The pope frowned. Then, with a flash of white light, the angel left the body, leaving the pope to slowly come to his senses and taste the surging pain. Lashia and Roger, far away, had fainted long ago from the pressure when the goddess of Light had descended. They were completely unaware of what was currently happening.