Demon Descent

Above Huang Village, the clouds seemed even more somber than elsewhere.

Angel Yan, Angel Chase, and Angel Mo Yi hovered hundreds of meters above the ground, their white wings gently fluttering in the breeze, forming a stark contrast with the ordinary and peaceful rural scenery below.

Their gazes were all focused on the dusty path at the village entrance below.

Si Yao was indeed sitting there, leaning back comfortably in an old rattan chair he'd somehow acquired. His silver-white long hair fell over his shoulders, and his ice-blue eyes were half-open, as if he were out for a picnic rather than facing a potential god-tier conflict.

"He's just going to… wait?" Angel Mo Yi couldn't help but confirm with Yan via dark communication, her tone filled with uncertainty.

According to the angels' style of operation, they either eliminated threats in advance or struck with thunderous force when evil manifested. This method of sitting at the enemy's predetermined arrival point and "waiting for the rabbit" was quite beyond their understanding.

Angel Chase frowned, her hand tightening around the hilt of the Sword of Flames. "Yan Jie, are we really going to place our hopes on his… almost childish method? Once Morgana successfully activates the Demon Gene, the situation will instantly spiral out of control!"

Angel Yan's gaze was locked onto Si Yao, recalling her recent communication with Holy Keisha.

To her surprise, after hearing Si Yao's plan to "wait for the demons to activate and then round them all up," Queen Kaisha, after a brief silence, actually agreed, only instructing them to maintain the highest level of vigilance.

"He said his group combat ability is good," Angel Yan replied in the channel, as if trying to convince her companions, and perhaps herself. "Do you remember the 'Colorless Realm Divine Power' he mentioned? A large-scale suppressive domain. The Queen wants to see how much substance this 'Pangu Old God' actually has."

"But he said he's still 'crippled'!" Angel Chase couldn't help but remind her.

During their time together, they had often heard Si Yao describe his not-yet-fully-recovered state with such terms.

"Therefore, we need to keep a closer eye on him," Angel Yan took a deep breath. "Be prepared. If things go south, we must intervene immediately. Even if it means violating the procedural justice of the Justice Order, we cannot allow the Demon Legion to take shape on Earth."

Time ticked by, and Huang Village maintained its usual rhythm. The villagers were completely unaware that their fate was being secretly contested by several powerful forces.

Si Yao appeared to be resting with his eyes closed, but in reality, the [Seed of Delusion] in his mind was operating at high speed. He chose this seemingly risky plan for three reasons:

First, maximizing gains.

The moment the Demon Gene was activated, the small demons transformed from ordinary people would have their consciousness in the most chaotic and susceptible state to "information pollution."

By using his abilities at this moment, it would be easier to make them develop a deep "belief" in the "Pangu Old God" power he wove, amidst extreme terror and cognitive subversion, thus harvesting a large number of true points, just like Suo Dun who had recently awakened.

This was far more cost-effective than eliminating these "potential demons" in advance.

Second, gaining the trust of the angels.

Ten thousand words of verbal description are not as good as one practical demonstration.

In front of the angels, dealing with a nascent Demon Squad in a crushing manner was more convincing of his abilities and identity than preventing it beforehand.

He was determined to obtain the "Angel Civilization's Observation Information of the Current Universe" that Angel Yan had promised, as it was the intelligence foundation he needed for a larger-scale "lie weaving."

Third, actively entering the chessboard.

He had always avoided direct conflict with top great gods like Karl and Morgana prematurely, but constant evasion was not a long-term plan.

Moderately displaying his presence within his controllable range would instead increase his mystique and deterrence.

Letting Morgana know that such a person existed on Earth would make her reconsider her next move if she wanted to play any small games.

This was also a form of "cognitive anchoring."

As for the risks… a group of newly activated demons, who couldn't even control their powers properly, were no different from lambs to the slaughter in the face of his imminent fully manifested [Colorless Realm Divine Power].

Moreover… Si Yao glanced at the three angels waiting in formation in the sky. With them present, Morgana couldn't go all out against him. As long as he appeared sufficiently mysterious and powerful, Morgana's first reaction would be to probe rather than engage in a head-on collision.

What he needed to do was, at the moment Morgana completed the "awakening" ritual and her guard was down, to obliterate her "recruits" with thunderous force.

Just then, the sky darkened without warning, and a heart-palpitating dark energy fluctuation spread from the center of the village like ripples.

"They're here!" Angel Yan's eyes sharpened, and the Sword of Flames was instantly unsheathed, scorching energy beginning to gather.

The villagers looked up at the sky in terror, seeing a figure with mechanical wings, exaggerated makeup, and a fiery figure slowly descending from a twisted aerial vortex. It was the Demon King—Morgana!

"Hm? Bitch! The angel girls are quick, aren't they? And they brought… a new face?" Morgana's gaze immediately fell upon Yan, Chase, and Mo Yi in the air, then shifted to the silver-haired man by the village entrance who seemed incongruous with his surroundings.

What the hell is that? Can't see him at all?

What kind of technique is this?

For a moment, countless thoughts flashed through Morgana's mind, even making her suspect that Karl, that grandson, had sold her out!

But she quickly made a decision.

"Awaken! My Demon Warriors!"

Surging dark energy swept over the village like a plague. The villagers who came into contact with the energy let out painful screams, their bodies beginning to undergo terrifying distortions. Their keratin layer covered their skin, bone spikes erupted from their bodies, and in an instant, dozens of ferocious-looking low-level demons appeared on the street.

Morgana looked at her "masterpiece" with a satisfied smile.

Even though the angels were present, and there was an unknown entity, as long as her Demon Legion took shape, she would have leverage.

However, her smile froze the next second.

Because just as all the demons completed their transformation, their consciousness still immersed in the ecstasy and chaos of regaining power, a mental pressure far more terrifying and profound than her own descent, like an invisible tsunami, violently crashed into the minds of every newly transformed demon!

It wasn't directed at her, but precisely covered her entire "recruit camp"!

This was precisely the timing Si Yao had been waiting for—the moment when consciousness was most vulnerable and cognition most easily distorted!

[Kongshi Realm Divine Power · Mental Imprint]!

The "grand spectacle" that Suo Dun had experienced was now replaying in these little demons' minds in an even more violent manner.

Shattered star rivers, colliding stars, the world-ending wars between gods and void gods, the extreme white light of the Cosmic Ruin… and within that white light, a hazy figure resembling the embodiment of creation and destruction!

For these newborn demons, whose mental defenses were almost zero, this was not an illusion at all, but "real memories" directly imprinted into the depths of their souls!

A tremor and fear originating from the deepest part of their gene chains, a primal fear of a superior being at the life origin, instantly drowned out their newly acquired ecstasy.