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

Archibald waved his hand, and the suspended Parchment Scripture burst into golden light.


The next second, the bowstring trembled, and a cold, harsh voice dispelled layers of fog.


A white light broke through the air, piercing the Parchment Scripture and sending it towards the edge of the world.


Archibald turned around sharply, his fingers transforming into claws, black wings unfurling behind him, his body exuding the eerie stench of Hell.


Dreyne held the White Night Purity Words, clad in Moonlight Armor, gazing at the guarded Archibald with a hint of joy flickering across his icy face.


Archibald's eye twitched as he recognized the renowned White Night Purity Words.


With his current power, he stood no chance against the Moonlight Knight, especially since he had to conceal his identity, unable to use Angel's Golden Rule and shrouded in a devil's disguise, making the fight even more unequal.


Chapter 323 Little Devil, From Where Do You Hail?_4