Mocking Phoenix

At dawn.

The light of dawn lingered, hesitant to arrive, while the remnants of the setting sun had long faded into darkness. Within the city shrouded in thin mist, the hidden churches in the shadows, veins clinging to the cracks in walls, the gnawing sounds echoing from the sewers, and the murmuring shadows...

A lantern bearer strolled forward.

Mythology Rebooted

For a moment, the Underworld Great Tomb quieted significantly, with the weak silenced, and only three high-ranking Devils permitted to speak.


The Headless Knight remained silent, enduring the barrage of thoughts one after another, even as his head was threatened to be used as a bargaining chip, he always maintained his self and calm.


Seeing that nothing could be pried from him, the Devil Alliance moved collectively to unseal the Headless Knight's head and forcibly modify his will.


The Headless Knight's body trembled, his tattered grey cloak flailed wildly, manifesting decaying Skull faces midair and speaking the anguish of the dead through their voices.


The Death Knight went offline, and the Knights of the Devil Alliance logged into the account.


The Headless Knight had sealed his own thoughts, forgotten Wayne's face, and was unable to retrieve Shadowmare—it was his final act of rebellion, leaving the Devil Alliance helpless.


Chapter 205: Devil Alliance, Familiars Descend_2