Chapter 661 Do you not see me here?

Chapter 661 Do you not see me here?

Shadowfell Fortress was originally a frontier fortress of the demon race.

As William and his companions entered the fortress, they encountered tangible black demonic mist and faint, lingering souls everywhere.

The residents of the fortress exuded a violent and ferocious aura. The people watched them with resentful eyes as they passed. Had it not been for the overwhelmingly strong aura emanating from them, the demons living in the fortress might have already attacked, seeking their blood and flesh. The source of this content no/v(el)bi((n))

"Loki, lead the way." Alice, wielding the Sword of Soulbreaker, chose to follow behind.

After all, she was now a master, and having her disciple Loki scout ahead seemed perfectly normal.

The Little Broken Stick, renamed by William, had its demonic mist dispelled, transforming its appearance with a faint white glow encircling it.

Loki led the way, his Supreme Deity level energy deterring any monsters from approaching.

The main hall of Shadowfell Fortress was engulfed in a dark green glow. The staircase to the hall was eerily constructed from skulls, giving off a dilapidated and sinister vibe.

Upon seeing the staircase, Loki frowned. The Mind Stone Scepter emitted a beam of blue light, collapsing the staircase and reducing it to bone dust scattered about.

"Who's there?!"

A loud shout came from the hall as a demon lord, shrouded in black armor, appeared at the entrance. His helmet glowed with flickering green demonic flames.

"What devil are you?" The Mind Stone Scepter pointed forward, assuming control of the situation.

The demon lord let out a sinister laugh, saying, "I am Ghorza Bloodoath, a servant of the King of Demons, Satan. I see you possess some strength; why not pledge allegiance to the King of Demons, Satan? This lord might then spare you from death."

"What nonsense are you spouting?" Loki cursed, ready to fight!

Alice quickly intervened, "Wait!"

Loki glanced back at Alice and reluctantly returned to her side. He still recognized the hierarchy,Alice was his master, and if she asked him to wait, he would hold off on acting.

The demon lord's attention finally shifted from Loki to Alice, ultimately resting on the Sword of Soulbreaker in her hands...

And then... he froze.

Even a mere glance at the sword made him feel an unprecedented danger.

Moreover, this sword seemed familiar...

Where had he seen it?

Demon Lord Ghorza tilted his head, looking at the Sword of Soulbreaker, trying hard to remember something.

"What are you looking at? Believe it or not, I'll chop off your head with one more glance?" The Sword Spirit, sensing the demon lord's gaze, arrogantly released a bit of energy.

These demon lords were powerful beings from ancient times, some of whom were resurrected by the Demon King Satan with demonic powers after death, while others were transformed into demons after consuming "demon blood." Their memories of the past were mostly unclear, but some things were etched in their very bones...

Alice breathed a sigh of relief. Jesus, with his kind and benevolent appearance, seemed relatively normal.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, bloodshot eyes erupted from the demon king whose neck had been snapped. He grabbed Jesus, twisted his head around, and bit into Jesus's neck, emitting a terrifying scream.

Alice was startled by this sudden turn of events.

The place was already eerie, like something out of a horror movie.

No way, was Jesus going to be bitten to death just like that?

Just as Alice was about to intervene, she saw Jesus grasp the demon king's head, forcefully pry open his mouth, then aim at his head and pulverize it into debris with a punch.

"I'm really sorry for my carelessness just now!" His voice was filled with regret and compassion.

Jesus picked up the demon lord's shattered body and casually tossed it aside, reverting to his usual gentle demeanor. He smiled at Alice and said, "Let's go..."

Alice swallowed hard. Was this man really Jesus?

Why did his behavior in the Divine Realm seem so different from what she had known of him on Earth?

Wasn't Jesus supposed to be the kind of existence that responded to even the darkest evil with only peace and love? It seemed he was displaying another form of love through a powerful and direct force.

Hesitating for a moment, Alice said, "My name is Alice, and from now on... you're my disciple, alright?" Alice felt hesitant as she spoke. If it weren't for William's request, Jesus was someone she deeply revered. But now, she could only tentatively ask.

"No problem, master!" Jesus had already seen William standing behind Alice and agreed without any hesitation.

Jesus slightly stunned, glanced at Loki, and said, "Who is he?"

"I'm Loki, bro. From now on, you're with me, your big bro. I'll take you to sweep through the Divine Realm!" Loki put an arm around Jesus's shoulder.

Loki, as Alice's first disciple, felt very confident after the battle at the gates of Shire. In his view, he was now capable of sweeping through the Divine Realm.

Jesus, who had just "redeemed" the demon lord, effortlessly pushed Loki away.

A barely noticeable gleam flashed in his eyes before he calmly looked at Loki and said, "Loki, your courage and determination are commendable. But on the path to power, we should seek inner peace and wisdom. Remember, true strength comes from understanding and love."

Jesus placed his hands on Loki's shoulders: "Young man, don't be too arrogant. Now that our paths have converged, from here on, you'll join me in exploring the profound mysteries of this world, spreading love and light to the world."

"...To say that I'm too arrogant!" Loki seemed somewhat displeased.

Alice watched these two peculiar individuals, thinking to herself, "Do you not see me here?"

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PS:In the pages of this story, the Jesus we encounter may differ greatly from the image familiar to us from sacred texts. It is my hope that this version of Jesus, as an expression of my endless respect and love for him, can find happiness and freedom in another parallel dimension. I believe that even the most sacred of figures have the right to pursue personal happiness and self-fulfillment.