The Trafford Trading Club
Chapter 948

Regarding Faith

2,316 words•8 min read•1 views
18d ago•

Her blood-red pupils were sizing up the morgue in this hospital of the Main Material World.

Lucifer knew the origins of the servant before her and asked curiously, "Generally speaking, summons have an affinity. Although I know that using large amounts of despair and deathly aura as a medium will basically summon undead servants, I didn't expect Her Highness the Queen to answer this summons. I'm truly flattered."

"Given the rank of the summoning, why shouldn't I?" The woman holding a red short spear replied indifferently. "The Monarch of Hell is practically at the pinnacle."

Lucifer shrugged. "Among the summoning contracts signed by so many mythological systems back then, weren't you, as the guardian of the Shadow Kingdom, also one of the very strongest...? A human who slew gods, possessing power comparable to a demigod, ageless and deathless."

The woman holding the short spear did not continue. She merely frowned suddenly. "The contract is somewhat unstable. My descent requires the summoner to provide power continuously, but the source of the power channel is dry. Your Majesty Lucifer, it seems you've been sealed, correct?"

Lucifer spread her hands. Faint shackles suddenly appeared around both her hands and her neck—and a chain connected to the void extended from the shackles.

"First, there's this." Lucifer spoke indifferently. "Gabriel's holy artifact, the Chains of Order. Can you cut them open?"

"I'm sorry, but I'm powerless to help. Gabriel's rank is equal to yours, and under the radiance and protection of that existence, I cannot open her holy artifact." The Queen of Shadow Kingdom shook her head.

Lucifer did not mind. After all, she was no minor figure from some world outside the Main Material World. Whether she had once stood on Heaven's side or now stood on Hell's, she was a commander with the

End of Chapter
Novel