I should go for a sneak attack!
Looking up at the giant "aperture" leading to the Heavenly Mountain, feeling the intense aura continuously pouring down from it, Leon couldn’t help but frown. He felt that his chances of winning weren’t high enough. After all, he wanted more than just winning; he needed a guaranteed victory!
If he wanted to achieve a hundred percent victory, it would be best to use so tricks, maintain the pretense of preparing for negotiations, and see if he could first take down one or two by surprise. Only then could he ensure a big win.
As for whether doing so was a bit shaless... they were shaless first, and now wasn’t the ti to consider morality.
The Green and Red Kings of the Slaughter King Association could arrive at any mont. If he couldn’t quickly breach the Heavenly Mountain, and only managed a Pyrrhic victory, or even got stalled until the Green and Red Kings descended, it would be disastrous for all humankind! Regardless of the circumstances, he had to obtain the "lifespan" that Scorpio Board and the others sent back from afar!
"Let’s go!"
Having firmly decided on the "by any ans necessary" approach, Leon called out to the Original Sin Demon Gods behind him, then tightly grasped the rope in his hand and headed towards the "aperture" exuding a divine aura. However...
"Hmm?"
Watching the Original Sin Demon Gods continually retract their necks, resisting the ropes tied around them and refusing to move forward, Leon frowned unhappily and said:
"What’s the matter with you all?"
"..."
"As I said, this is for the sake of a sneak attack to ensure capturing the Heavenly Mountain! I’m not really handing you over to those angels!"
"..."
"..."
"Leon... my lord..."
After stiffly keeping silent for a while, the Lust Demon God awkwardly reminded:
"Although you aren’t really handing us over to the angels, this embarrassing appearance of ours is real..."
"Indeed..."
"This is really humiliating."
"Too unsightly... And in front of old enemies too..."
"I want to die."
"zzz"
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After hearing the heartfelt feedback from the Original Sin Demon Gods, Leon curiously asked:
"You all actually care about losing face? I thought all demons were shaless like that one goat!"
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It wasn’t... they aren’t cooperating with you; why are you criticizing ?
The unfortunate black goat rolled its eyes. Just as it was about to retort silently to itself, it suddenly felt Leon’s hand press on its head.
In the black goat’s astonished expression, Leon gently twisted his palm, and it was once again divided into seven parts and fell into the hands of each of the Original Sin Demon Gods.
"Besides deceiving those angels, the rope I put on you can also be used for communication."
After retracting the specially made rope, Leon motioned towards the sheep innards in the hands of the Original Sin Demon Gods and said:
"These ropes are twisted from demons with soul abilities. They can covertly communicate with your souls without alarming the nine great angels and directly transmit the attack signal to you. Since you don’t want the rope, carrying this works too. Each part can share thoughts and have a similar effect... Any other questions?"
"Just a small problem..."
The Lust Demon God, holding the radiant staff with a fingertip, flicked it with disgust and sincerely pleaded:
"Could you give sothing else instead?"
"No!"
"But this thing is really... How about bringing back the rope? I just thought it over carefully, and honestly, being tied with a rope isn’t..."
"If you keep being picky, I’ll attach it to your forehead! Move!"
"..."
Reluctantly holding the glittering remainder of the black goat’s whip and following "Father of Abyss," they stepped through the "aperture" into the Heavenly Mountain. Seeing the shocked and disgusted expressions of the approaching nine angels, the Lust Demon God couldn’t help but close her eyes in despair.
If I had known it would be like this, I’d rather be tied up like a dog!
"Is this Lord Amra?"
Ignoring the overwhelming resentnt from behind, Leon examined the nine angels’ forms, quickly locking onto the girl-like Destiny Angel, and with a slightly cynical smile, got straight to the point:
"I’ve learned your three demands, and I can barely accept them..."
Thanks to the Master Perforr’s effect, Leon expertly portrayed a character who, although extrely displeased in his heart, was forced to suppress his anger for negotiation due to being constrained by circumstances.
After glancing further into the distance and confirming that the executives and directors were still safe, and the critically important "lifespan" was unproblematic, Leon couldn’t help but slightly relax in his heart, then continued to say to the youthful-looking angel:
"Although your demands are reasonable, there are significant timing issues I’d like to renegotiate."
Upon hearing Leon’s words, the girl-like angel’s eyes montarily brightened and she glanced over at the Thousand-Eyed Angel nearby.
"You were right! He still wants to negotiate!"
"No! He doesn’t want to negotiate!"
With a thousand eyes fixed intently on Leon, discovering that the underlying intent of his body belied the words he was speaking, the Thousand-Eyed Angel was suddenly alard.
But just as it was about to give a warning, the staff held by the Lust Demon God suddenly radiated blinding light, and the six sinister auras belonging to the Original Sin Demon Gods burst forth, mixed with their corresponding sins!
Pride is the crown that cannot bow.
As the Proud Demon God slightly raised its head, a virtual crown identical to the design atop his head abruptly manifested above the nine angels, with golden thorns swiftly growing and spreading. In just a blink, they left nurous wounds around the neck area, forcing the nine angels to repeatedly retreat.
Envy is the rust upon the eyes.
Faster than the action of the God of Pride, the Envy Demon God’s copper-green hair transford into snakes, unleashing a venomous hiss towards the nine angels. Stains resembling verdigris imdiately crept onto several of their eyes and started rapidly spreading around the eye sockets.
Wrath is the charcoal that burns through reason.
Before the nine angels could regain their sight, the Furious Demon God’s roaring had already reached their eardrums. The intangible sound waves suddenly morphed into scorching red coals, igniting a furious fire fueled by their shock and anger, consuming their rationality and impending counterattack until nothing was left.
Greed is the wild bee perished by nectar.
At the sa ti, a crack opened on the Greed Demon God’s belly, releasing a heady yet intoxicating scent at a density that could suffocate a person. In an instant, it perated the wings of the nine angels, condensing into heavy droplets that pressed their forms down into a plumt.
Lust is...
"Get out of the way!"
Pushing aside the slow-reacting Lust Demon God who was blocking the path, Leon, having already chosen his target, charged straight into the cluster of angels, extending a root-colored hand to seize the tightly shut-eyed, panic-stricken young angel!
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