Arcane Journey

Chapter 248 Redemption
"Do you know this envoy of the Archon God Race?" Myrcella asked curiously.

She knew that everyone had secrets they wanted to keep, so she didn't directly ask why Brian was able to summon the archons.

Even so, she still couldn't resist her inner curiosity, and finally chose a relatively simple question.

"I do know him," Brian said with a smile, "but he sure doesn't know me."

Serving in the armies of the Seven Martyrs of the Celestial Order Siaetil, Acareon has a strong affinity for divine energies.

It is said that he once died fighting evil 17 times, and can even recall the painful details of each death.

Moved by the apostle's dedication and steadfast sacrifice, Sietel used the true resurrection technique to resurrect Akaleon every time.

Of course, Akaleon has killed thousands of demons in his 17 lives, and was finally transformed into a Throne Angel, serving under the command of the former Throne Angel leader Zariel.

It wasn't until Zariel fell and became the Duke of Hell of Avernas that he had the opportunity to sit on the position of lord who assisted the martyrs in managing the sixth-level holy city of Yehela on the Heavenly Boundary Mountain.

The fundamental reason why Brian was able to summon him was that he had inadvertently heard some history about the female devil Relamie as an angel in the game world.

At this moment, he saw that the confronting two finally started to move.

The sacred radiance tore through the darkness, and Akaleon, the god of the throne, stepped out of the void. He looked at Relamel not far away, and a complex look floated in his majestic expression.

Afterwards, Akaleon silently raised the sacred adamantine broadsword engraved with runes in his hand, and the silver-white flame burst out and shot straight into the sky.

Seeing Akaleon's actions, the fallen angel Rilamier, who was suspended in mid-air, changed her expression slightly, and said slowly, "Akaleon, I never thought that we would meet again, and it would be like this."

Facing Relamia's question, Akaleon's majestic and unshakable expression did not change at all. His shimmering eyes fell on the fallen angel, and he sighed slightly.

Afterwards, the envoy of the throne shook his head and said.

His voice was so low that Brian and Myrcella, who had turned into melon-eaters, couldn't hear what he said clearly.

However, although Brian didn't hear clearly, he could tell from Acareon's eyes and mouth movements that the words were definitely not pleasant to hear.

This made him secretly speculate in his heart, which of the two is the scumbag and who is the scumbag.

As he expected, the fallen angel in front of him trembled when he heard Akaleon's answer, and the dark energy around him suddenly increased.

"Then go to hell!"

Rilamier seemed to have broken her defenses, her eyes were shining bright red, and her heart-piercing voice was like the roar of a beast when it was injured.

Facing the crazy fallen angel, Akaleon didn't seem to be surprised. He just silently raised the holy adamantine broadsword and placed it in front of him, with white wings spreading out from behind.

"Mr. Bryan, and this lady, this is a matter between me and her." The Throne Angel said, "Please back off and don't get involved."

Seeing the Battle Angel and Fallen Angel facing each other floating in the sky, Brian shrugged his shoulders, and had no intention of getting involved at all.

He and Myrcella looked at each other, and immediately backed away to hide aside. If the melon was eaten by him, wouldn't it be a tragedy.

After all, this is a battle between two high-ranking legendary bosses, and the dust raised may be enough for him to drink a pot.

"I never thought you would degenerate like this." Akaleon looked at the fallen angel in front of him and sighed softly.

Hearing Akaleon's words, Rilamier's eyes suddenly turned blood red, and the distorted face no longer had the overwhelming beauty that she had seen before.

"Haven't you thought about it? Akaleon?! So what about you? Look at what you have become now? Lost the pride of the battle angel, you are driven like a chained dog, what right do you have to be in the Sympathize with me here?"

"We chose completely opposite paths back then, but we got the same result! I am no longer who I used to be! Akaleon, I have already abandoned the things that made you and me fight for it! Because all that is meaningless! Whether it is justice or kindness, they will eventually disappear, and in this world, what we maintain is just a fleeting moment!"

The fallen angel Relamia suddenly raised the magic sword in her hand and pointed at Akaleon, "Only destruction is eternal, Akaleon, you and me are the same!"

"I can understand your mood, my friend." Akaleon's majestic face showed no sign of wavering. He stretched out his pure white wings, and pointed the holy adamantine broadsword straight at his opponent.

"However, all of this is meaningless now. I am no longer who I used to be, but I still have my mission to complete. This is our destiny and destination. No matter how you resist, deny or even escape, you cannot Ignore it. Don't you realize it already?"

"I didn't escape!!!"

Hearing this, the fallen angel yelled loudly, and then her figure flashed, the magic sword tore through the air, mixed with a sharp sound of piercing the air, and slashed towards Akaleon.

Facing the fallen angel's attack, Akaleon showed no expression on his face.

He held the long sword tightly with both hands, and stood beside him. The silvery white flame spread in an instant, illuminating the originally pitch-black sky for a while.

And at this moment, the giant sword also slashed heavily on Acareon's sword.

"clang!!!"

There was a clashing sound, black mist and silver flames intertwined, biting each other, Akaleon's body shook slightly, but soon he swung his sword backhand and pressed forward.

Accompanied by the movement of the angel of the throne, the flames erupting from the fine gold broadsword in his hand became more and more dazzling, and the silvery white flames rolled and sprayed from the sword, engulfing the huge, pitch-black two-handed magic sword in front of him.

All of a sudden, countless light spots were seen flying around, and there was a harsh friction sound, and the magic sword in the fallen angel's hand was immediately pushed back. Under the light of the fire, her delicate face became ugly and distorted.

From Brian's point of view, this wasn't a close fight.

In terms of strength, Akaleon is obviously superior to the current fallen angel.

Otherwise, Severin and the others would not have run away with their tails between their legs.

The result of this battle can be imagined.

At this moment, the divine power ripped through the dark clouds like sharp knives, and countless cracks appeared on the magic sword in the hands of the fallen angels, and even her arms had been crushed. Corroded by the divine power, the fair and delicate skin also began to become dry and thin.

Obviously, even if the old friend suddenly met, the battle angel Akaleon did not have the slightest sympathy.

But the fallen angel Relamia did not give up and escape because of this.

On the contrary, she shouted loudly, and continued to push forward with her hands, the evil aura that had become indifferent, became thicker again due to the madness that almost lost her mind.

However, for Akaleon, she is just dying now.

Facing the fallen angel's attack, Akaleon's body sank, as if he was being suppressed by the opponent. Just when the strong black air roared and was about to engulf him, he suddenly slammed With a wave of wings, he brushed past the two-handed sword as nimbly as a hummingbird.

Immediately afterwards, the long sword held high in Akaleon's hand exploded instantly.

"boom!!!"

The black mist dissipated.

Under the impact of the silver flame, the fallen angel finally couldn't hold on any longer.

Her delicate body covered with scorched black marks fell from a high altitude and fell heavily to the ground.

And until this time, Acareon did not put away his long sword, but flapped his wings and slowly landed on the ground.

On his majestic face, there was still that unwavering expression.

"..."

Seeing the appearance of Akaleon, Relamia opened her eyes.

At this moment, her body gradually began to become nothingness, and even her face began to distort and change. The divine power completely damaged her soul, and for a fallen angel, this was already a harbinger of death.

"...I never thought that after so many years, I would be able to witness your sword skills again...Akaleon..."

Seeing Akaleon spread his wings and fly to his side, Rilamier showed a slight smile.

"I really miss the old days... At that time, I always envied you. Your swordsmanship was just like your own, sharp and dazzling, pure and pure. But... After all, that's over... We were killed by Zary Er is in charge, I know...that's not her responsibility, but...I...it's just me..."

Having said that, she stretched out her hand tremblingly.

"You know, Akaleon? If I had chosen to stay with you at that time, maybe everything would have been different, but I chose to leave. Because I think what Zariel did was right, but……"

As she spoke, she looked at her hand and at the angel on the throne standing in front of her.

"...this is the end, I have given up my faith, my way..."

The fallen angel's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally, she closed her eyes, and soon, her body turned into a puff of smoke.

Akaleon watched the scene in front of him quietly, then he closed his eyes and sighed softly.

After an unknown amount of time, he raised his holy adamantine broadsword high.

Accompanied by his movements, the black smoke decomposed from the fallen angels circled upwards as if possessing wisdom, and then wrapped around the silver-white sword. Soon, the holy flame burned from the sword again, devouring Dark smoke.

Acareon bowed his head sadly and closed his eyes.

"Rest in peace, my friend..." he whispered.

"This fallen angel wanted to die on purpose." Myrcella saw what was going on, she sighed, and said slowly, "Perhaps in her view, dying at the hands of the person she loves the most is also a kind of Let go."

Brian didn't know how to answer the words, looking at everything in front of him, as the instigator, he had mixed feelings in his heart.

It's not that he regrets doing it, after all, if they don't, they will die.

He just felt that what he did was really a bit murderous.

This feeling is as if... I pulled a fallen woman who was wandering in the romantic place, and pulled the man she loved deep in her heart, and let them meet...

From what has just happened, it can be seen what the final result will be.

"In Avernas, the first floor of Baator Hell, there is a sword of Zariel hidden." The throne angel Akaleon set his eyes on Brian, "The secret of the sword of Zariel is revealed by a A Hell Knight named Haruman is in custody."

"The caretaker of Tianjie Mountain." He spread his white wings and landed in front of Brian, leaning on the golden broadsword, kneeling on one knee.

"I can feel your kind act of connecting to Tianjie Mountain, and I can also feel the recognition of the will of the plane. I also thank you for awakening a blood descendant who descended from the material plane. Here, in my private capacity, I beg you, help me find Zariel's sword and complete her redemption."

Bryan was really surprised to be begged by a high-ranking legendary boss.

"Please hurry up, Your Excellency Akaleon."

He hurriedly helped the envoy of the throne up, and said respectfully, "I firmly believe that those who have fallen from grace will be restored again. If Zariel can restore her heavenly essence with my help, it will be a great success." What a commendable story. I swear in the name of the arcane, I will do my best to complete Zariel's redemption."

Apologizing to Acareon was only one of the reasons why he accepted this task so simply.

Another more important reason is because of Zariel's redemption, which is also his future plan.

Of course, even so, he did not directly agree, but conservatively said that he would do his best.

After all, he had participated in "Zariel's Redemption" in the game world, an expansion pack that opened the bottomless abyss and the gates of Baator's hell.

This made him very clear about how difficult it was to redeem a fallen angel, so he naturally didn't dare to boast easily.

Zariel, Lord of Hell, a powerful angel from the Celestial Mountains of Law and Good.

Before she fell, she was ordered by the lord of her plane to go to Avernas to monitor and record the bloody battle.

Like other beings from the Celestial Mountains, she respects order and hates chaos.

But what is more special is that as an angel, Zariel has a special passion for war, which may be an important reason why she will take on the dangerous task of monitoring bloody battles.

She faithfully fulfilled the task and accusation in Avernus of monitoring the bloody battle and tracking its progress.

As everyone knows, in this process, the seeds of depravity have been quietly planted.

Because of her temperament and love of war, she became obsessed with 'bloody battles'.

The desire for war grew within her until it was too strong to suppress.

She and the other angels were forced to wait and see as the demons battled the demons, and the desire for war robbed Zariel of his ability to think objectively and rationally.

At this time, she believes that if the lords of Tianjie Mountain are willing, they can attack Avernas at this time, and erase these two groups of monsters from the multiverse when the devil and the devil are fighting each other.

Therefore, Zariel repeatedly asked the lords of Tianjie Mountain, hoping that they would join the war.

And all she got was rejection again and again.

In the end, Zariel led his few subordinates into the bloody battle of the abyss, and all died in the bloody battle.

But the Lord of the Nine Hells collected their souls and transformed Zariel into the Lord of Avernus, the chief commander of the bloody war in the abyss, and the other angels who followed were transformed into erinia.

Apparently, the fallen angel Rilamier, who was killed, fell at this time.

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Excellency Brian, our eternal friend of Tianjie Mountain." The Throne God Envoy Akaleon stood up, bowed deeply to him, and disappeared, wrapped in the light of the milky white magic circle.

At the same time, Brian also felt a series of prompts appear on his system bar.

(End of this chapter)