754: Chapter 750: Raising the Sword of Rebellion to the Heavens (Seeking Subscriptions, Seeking Monthly Tickets) 754: Chapter 750: Raising the Sword of Rebellion to the Heavens (Seeking Subscriptions, Seeking Monthly Tickets) God had promised Cain that no man may kill him, for whosoever killed Cain would suffer sevenfold.
For God’s punishnt upon Cain was to have him wander the Earth forever, not to take his life.
And as descendants of Cain and Lilith, vampires, carrying the blood of Cain, also inherited this promise from God.
However, vampires are rely descendants flowing with the blood of Cain, not Cain himself.
If it were Cain himself, of course the angels would not dare to kill him, but if they were just vampires, the angels did not care.
In fact, killing a vampire indeed cos with a heavy price.
Van Helsing nearly lost his own life in the act of killing Count Dracula and was tornted by pain for the rest of his life, but it was not as Gilles de Rais had said, that the children of Cain could not be killed.
Gilles de Rais’s words were rely ant to provoke the arrogant and conceited angel before him.
And true to form, his words had great effect.
The angel, driven mad with rage, charged at him recklessly, his sword ready to slay him.
But Joan of Arc would clearly not let him have his way.
The blackened Demon Sword burned with bloodstains, six hundred years of resentnt and anger transforming into the flas of vengeance, threatening to incinerate all things!
As the firelight traced its path, flas of rage ford into burning wings, obscuring the angel’s vision, as well as all chances of survival.
Raised to the sky, a sword of rebellion seeking revenge against God!
Descending with a swing, six hundred years of grievance and hatred!
“This is just the beginning of vengeance!”
Joan of Arc’s furious roar was not even a fraction of the wrath in her heart as the towering inferno on the sword engulfed the angel before her, lting and evaporating the body he had descended upon, revealing his divine essence.
Yet the Sword of Vengeance did not halt; its angry flas engulfed him.
The burning blackened Demon Sword pierced into the angel’s intangible form, the vengeful inferno searing the angel’s soul, causing untold agony.
“Roll back to God and tell Him I will seek my vengeance upon Him myself!” Joan of Arc, looking at the angel who had already lost his form, spoke blasphemous words of monuntal disrespect.
“You witch!
This is blasphemy!” The angel was filled with anger too, but that only fueled the flas of vengeance ignited by Joan’s fury.
Before the angel could say anything more, he was burnt to nothingness.
Watching the angel being consud by flas, a sense of vindictive satisfaction appeared in Joan’s eyes.
Sheathing her Demon Sword, she knew that this angel had not been killed, for although this was an angel that had descended in true form, his soul had escaped back to Heaven at the last mont.
Of course, this was deliberate on Joan’s part.
The angel who fled was a declaration of war, signifying Joan of Arc’s proclamation of war against Heaven.
“Gilles, can you still walk?” Joan of Arc, turning around, looked at the already staggering Gilles de Rais with concern and asked.
Although she had fallen to corruption driven by the flas of revenge, essentially, she was still the kind-hearted Maid of Orleans and had not beco cruel or heartless, especially since Gilles de Rais was now her only friend and the very cause of her fall.
Joan couldn’t harbor any resentnt towards him.
“Don’t worry, these minor wounds won’t claim my life, but indeed, we do need to find a place to rest.
I need to treat these injuries.” Gilles de Rais laughed heartily, finding Joan’s current deanor far more uplifting than her previous saintly manner.
Despite the pain racking his body, he was still very happy.
Hearing what Gilles de Rais said, Joan nodded, “Then let’s keep moving.
We’d better reach the Avalon you spoke of sooner.”
Having said that, Joan put away her Battle Flag and Black Armor, leaving only the Demon Sword hanging at her waist.
She walked over to Gilles de Rais’s side, ready to support him and continue on their journey.
However, just as they were about to proceed, Joan suddenly stopped in her tracks, drew the Demon Sword once again, and stood protectively in front of Gilles de Rais, cautiously eyeing the path ahead.
As Gilles de Rais also furrowed his brow in vigilance, a small group of knights appeared before them.
“Who are you?
What happened here?” Artoria, riding atop Don Stallion, frowned and asked the two figures before her.
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Inside Chen Yu’s Necromantic Space, Jounouchi Hiromi was teaching Ni Nasu so basic common knowledge of human society, while also helping her better disguise her appearance.
“In human society, people can wear strange and unique clothing, but differences in appearance are hard to accept when it cos to other species, as our world only has a singular human race and doesn’t openly include the existence or reveal other intelligent species,” Jounouchi Hiromi explained to Ni Nasu.
And Ni Nasu quickly accepted what Jounouchi Hiromi had told her, transforming her body, originally composed of transparent blue liquid, into a human form like that of Jounouchi Hiromi.
However, while transforming her body, Ni Nasu did not change her scales and Armor, which were imitations of Jounouchi Hiromi’s, and they remained made of transparent blue liquid.
This instantly gave Ni Nasu an alluring image.
Seeing this, Jounouchi Hiromi quickly said to her, “In human society, it’s not acceptable to expose one’s body casually.
You need to cover it up, otherwise, it would cause a lot of trouble.”
“Trouble?” Ni Nasu tilted her head in confusion, still unable to grasp Jounouchi Hiromi’s aning, but she complied with Jounouchi Hiromi’s words, allowing her transparent Armor and scales to change into opaque materials.
Seeing that Ni Nasu finally looked the part, Jounouchi Hiromi breathed a sigh of relief.
Dealing with this Elental Lord of water who knew nothing of the world, Jounouchi Hiromi felt like she was teaching a child about the world, yet the one before her was not a child but a powerful Water Elental Lord.
The consequences could be dire if she did not teach her well before letting her go.
This also made Jounouchi Hiromi worry about her future child and increasingly believe that Chen Yu’s decision to Seal the child’s transcendent talents and lineage was the right one.
The Water Elental Lord before her could still interact with people normally and would listen to anything, but if a child with imnse powers couldn’t understand anything at all, it would be the worst possible outco.
“Humans are really troubleso, water elents never need to conceal their bodies,” Ni Nasu said, looking at her new form, which was indistinguishable from Jounouchi Hiromi’s after Dragon Transformation.
Though she complained it was troubleso, she quite liked her current look.
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