Chapter 336: Angels and Demons
Although the Hell Queen hadn’t been to the human world for a long time, she didn’t recognize the small pistol that seemed to fire small magic balls, but she knew it was a weapon. Her body trembled, and the blood beneath her skin turned icy inch by inch. She didn’t understand. Why, after so long, so many years, after the flowers bloomed and withered, after the ups and downs, after she had been worn down by the long years and filled with regret in endless pain, why…were you still unwilling to forgive me? My God…
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Bang~ The sound wasn’t from Adele’s mithril Desert Eagle, but from the girl’s kissable lips. Unfortunately, the woman before her looked a bit stiff and wooden. Although she was so beautiful, her aura seemed a bit too serious. And her gaze was too deep, as if she was seeing many other things…perhaps events, or perhaps people…through Adele.
Seeing that she was being ignored, Adele pouted and turned to leave the escape room. She was going to rescue her vampire lover. As for the big sister she had just met, it was a pity that nothing happened between them, or that they didn’t exchange contact information. But if the other person’s personality was too serious and rigid…or even a bit crazy, Adele thought it was better not to provoke her. Who knew if she would demand that Adele love only her, implementing the monogamous system that was considered very backward by vampires? That would turn a romantic encounter into a disaster.
Moreover, Adele didn’t think the other party could really control her. She couldn’t be a queen who really came from hell. At least, Adele didn’t sense any magical aura from her. She could be sure that she was basically an ordinary person. So the one who should really restrain her power, and restrain other girls, was Adele.
The girl shook her head, dismissing these thoughts, and decided to focus on the game. If Adele’s guess was correct, Tang Linlang should have already figured out the plot where she was captured by other vampire hunters and understood the origin of her relationship with Adele. The next escape room was their final execution ground, the final chapter of this escape room game. Whether Adele could save her vampire lover there was still unknown.
It was also worth mentioning that Adele was currently immersed in a thrilling battle royale plot. After opening the door, she entered a maze. This escape room experience center really put a lot of effort into setting this up. The maze was made of interconnected mirrors, and Adele could only move slowly, otherwise she would easily bump into them. Then she would not only embarrass herself but also have to pay for the damage.
She held the Desert Eagle, her heart pounding, not because of fear, but because of a thrilling sensation. A rapid drumbeat came from the background music, a battle march, indicating that Adele’s relatives, the staff members playing vampire hunters, also known as NPCs, would appear here. They would play a thrilling live-action CS game with Adele using the same pistols.
Adele had played this kind of game before at amusement parks. But at that time, she didn’t have the chance to use real guns and bullets—not even paintballs. They used laser guns, the point being to continuously fire lasers, and each hit on the opponent would add a point. The winner was determined by the final score.
Adele’s title of “Miss I Can’t Aim” wasn’t for nothing. But times had changed. Her vampire and witch identities had strengthened her physique, including the training she received at the academy and the Kitty Paw Strike taught by First Snow. All these factors combined to create a brand new Adele.
Although her physical abilities were still not impressive among vampires, let alone Kaiser, the peak of physical prowess among vampires, even Wofoo, who was slightly inferior, could easily break any world record in the human Olympics if she wanted to. But Adele never thought of comparing herself to them. Everyone had their own strengths. Knowing your strengths and weaknesses was what made someone smart. But for ordinary people, Adele’s physical skills were considered excellent. So it was more than enough for her to deal with the NPCs lurking in the shadows.
They tried to use the mirrors as a cover to approach Adele, but Adele turned and fired, hitting the correct target almost without thinking. A cloud of red powder exploded on the staff member’s chest, indicating that he had been hit by Adele. The staff member had never encountered such a thing since he started working. Is she…a genius?
But rules were rules. The NPC stopped chasing and could only signal to his colleagues with his eyes, telling them to be careful, that the girl was very skilled. But clearly, his teammates didn’t think so. They just thought, You’re just bad. Then they experienced the cruelty of a god-like ADC. Bot lane, why are you feeding so hard!? Oh wait, we’re the bot lane, never mind.
So this live-action CS game turned into a stationary sniping game for Adele. She also found the way out of the mirror maze. The last door appeared before her, and the girl’s eyes lit up, seeing the dawn of victory.
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Meanwhile, the Hell Queen hadn’t left yet, but covered the area with her spirit. She finally witnessed the variety of people and the dazzling array of things, the bustling mall and the endless stream of pedestrians, realizing that this human world was vastly different from the one she was familiar with. It was like a new world, and she couldn’t find anything familiar.
No, wait…there was something. The Hell Queen’s cold and beautiful eyes suddenly narrowed, clearly sensing something, and she began to exert pressure towards the darkness. The next moment, a light appeared in the unmonitored escape room. And after the light disappeared, a small, silver-haired girl appeared out of thin air, staring at the woman before her with hostile and vigilant eyes.
Jormungandr… The enemy of the supreme Lord, the queen who ruled hell, the opposite of the Lord, like light and darkness. Of course, the Lord was light, and Jormungandr was born from darkness. No one knew her origins, just like no one knew the Lord’s origins. However, angels generally believed that the Lord was the god who created this world. But this didn’t seem to explain why, if the Lord was the creator god, she would create such a mortal enemy as “Hell Queen Jormungandr.” Wasn’t that a redundant act…?
But in any case, the angel Seraph couldn’t deny that Jormungandr before her was from the same era as the “Lord.” But whether they were on the same level…that was unknown. They were on opposing sides, mortal enemies. It was just unknown why Jormungandr always stayed in the so-called “exile of sinners,” that is, hell. She didn’t participate in the war of the Mythical Era, neither siding with the “Lord” nor supporting the “Witch.” But after the Witch and her city were destroyed, some surviving fallen angels seemed to have been taken in by Jormungandr in hell. Hell became their sanctuary, and Jormungandr their protector.
If the “Lord” hadn’t suddenly left this world, going away to search for something, then Seraph and the other angels wouldn’t have been so lost and confused. They should have quickly opened a second battlefield, that is, hell, killing the fallen angels and capturing Jormungandr. But there were no ifs. The angels, having lost the Lord’s guidance, were lost. They were originally ruthless war machines that could easily destroy cities and countries, but at that time, they became abandoned children, at a loss.
Most angels chose to seal themselves away, waiting for the Lord’s return to fight for her again in the long years. A small number of angels, influenced by the fallen angels, began to interact with the human world. Many miracles related to angels in history were their handiwork. Time buried an entire era. Many angels were left behind in that time. They died, not for the Lord’s command, but for what they believed was right, for freedom. In their final moments, would they regret it, or smile in relief?
Seraph was probably somewhere in between these two types of angels. She had indeed sealed herself away several times, but she had also walked among humans many times. She personally experienced the Black Death in the Middle Ages and also stayed during the era of selling indulgences. It wasn’t until she was awakened again today that she discovered how prosperous the human world had become. It wasn’t until after she avenged Li Lige that she met Adele, and everything that followed happened, including today’s confrontation with the queen from hell.
Honestly, Seraph wasn’t confident that she could defeat her. Just resisting an opponent of this level might require all her strength. So if she could avoid fighting and figure out the other party’s purpose, Seraph would try her best to avoid it.
So she broke the silence, her cherry-like lips slightly parting, “Hell Queen, Jormungandr, why are you here?”
“There are no souls for you to devour here.” It seemed that Seraph considered Jormungandr a monster that fed on souls.
Jormungandr ignored Seraph’s question, her eyes suddenly turning terrifyingly cold. “That woman…where is she?”
Seraph felt a powerful pressure crushing her body. She felt like a tiny human in a huge storm, about to be swept away and shattered. Seraph knew who she meant by “that woman.” Using such a title for the Lord was disrespectful. But Seraph didn’t have the power to punish Jormungandr. Only the “Lord” could suppress her in hell forever. So Seraph was more wary. If necessary, she had to be prepared for the worst, to prevent her from wreaking havoc in the human world.
“The Lord will return soon, and then all of hell will be overturned.”
“Let it be overturned, it’s her headache, not mine.” After these words, Jormungandr transformed before Seraph. She concealed her demonic horns and retracted her bone wings, becoming pure, like a human. Then, only a pure black dress remained on her body.
“Angel, you’re lucky, I have no interest in you right now.”
“I won’t kill you either. Before that woman returns, you can hide in your hole like a squirrel.”
“There’s only one thing you can do. When she returns, tell me immediately.”
“Like a human…alarm clock.” Countless pieces of information flashed in Jormungandr’s eyes. She seemed to be madly learning everything about the human world in some way. Human consciousness wasn’t protected, their mental power was weak, and it was indeed too easy to steal.
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