After Being Sold Out By The Empire, I Decide To Assist The Demon King Chapter 416 - 58 Chain of Goodwill

There were quite a lot of people from Hell... Yes, this was no joke, it wasn’t a typical "Wow, Hell is really crowded lately!" Hell joke, but there really was a crowd.

It was the first ti so many outsiders had gathered in Hell.

Ernie, playing with fire (probably similar to playing with water), soone observing the Starlight Body of Hell, Leonard standing quietly beside Yila, the nonchalant Wenresa Iluvita, and the human woman...

Hmm, the latter two were probably here for fun, not likely to be of much help.

Of course, there was also Yila, who, despite having yet to prove himself an outsider, possessed the combat power of an outsider, even surpassing the level of an outsider... Moreover, what exceeded the expectations of the three sisters of the Demon God was not his combat power.

It was Yila’s ability to rally people.

"..."

*Could he really rally this many people to fight Calamity?* phisto couldn’t help but laugh at the thought, then she looked at the blue-violet Mana pillar that was no longer erupting... The smile gradually faded from her face—because that was evidently not a sign that her own seal was about to be repaired.

Instead, it was the god’s Mana, a symbol of the life Mana belonging to soone nad Nephthys, being stolen by the Calamity within the seal... Yes, the life Mana that belonged to Nephthys was sucked back in, and then the place where the seal was returned to calm.

How to describe it...

At such a ti, any "abnormality" could be deadly, especially this kind of situation where, no matter how one looked at it, it was a sign that Calamity was about to break free from the seal... phisto couldn’t help feeling hesitant.

But, if Calamity were resolved here and now...

Then Hell’s mission, which had lasted for so long, would finally co to an end... Finally liberated, she could take a break now and then, go play in places like the Main Plane.

Of course, from that mont on... she and her sisters would help resolve other Calamities.

Just like now, with the people gathered here.

...

Since everyone ca to help Hell now, when other planes faced crises, neither phisto, Baal, nor Diablo would stand idly by.

This was a kind of benevolent cycle.

But there’s no need to describe it as such a noble "benevolent cycle," as it wasn’t anything particularly out of the ordinary... This kind of thing often happened in the Main Plane, or in the mortal world.

I help you harvest your wheat when you’re busy farming; you provide so food when my child goes to the Royal City for the Three Towers exam... These are commonplace occurrences.

But among the outsiders, such things were quite rare.

It’s the moral view of mortals, and such a concept was far better and nobler than the view of the outsiders... The comparison of concepts’ superiority is subjective, so one can only say— *phisto thought it was better this way.*

"Crack~"

"..."

""It’s here.""

Yila, phisto, Wenresa, and Raphael almost said this simultaneously... Their voices overlapped due to the simultaneous speech, almost becoming a single alert.

And then, before anyone else could fully react, the slight cracking sound had already turned into more than just a cracking sound... it beca... a trendous roar.

"Boom!!!"

It wasn’t an explosion, but the imnse sound of flas igniting instantaneously... Everyone saw it, in the massive column of blue-violet flas nearly a thousand feet high, a black silhouette erged that could only be seen because of the light.

It was a person.

"What is that..."

Yila’s voice was almost drowned out by the roaring flas. He had to raise his voice and said, "No... Which one is it? The fla itself or that being?"

Because of the urgency, his voice was unclear, but everyone understood his aning... He was asking, whether the Calamity was the now roaring fla, or the girl who erged with the flas.

But no one could be sure... *Although there were guesses, no one could guarantee the truth.*

However, the next mont, no guessing was needed...

"Buzz..."

In just an instant, all the flas were sucked back in, converging towards the girl’s direction... Encompassing the Mana far more terrifying than the one Yila had erupted from, all into the girl’s tiny body.

*How to say it... It was hard to imagine how a single body could contain that level of Mana.*

Beyond a doubt, the flas were just the girl’s power, not the Calamity itself. The one nad "Calamity" was only this girl with adorned gold ornants and wheat-colored skin.

"The power akin to that of Nephthys... Is it ’Calamity’ or sothing else?"

Yila mumbled to himself, he continuously pondered the identity of the opponent, and the "Calamity" flying towards the group aroused everyone’s vigilance... If she had any intent to attack, everyone would strike simultaneously.

"Children, huh... Hmm, where’s that guy Nephthys?!"

The girl questioned angrily, her voice sounding very angry as she asked about the whereabouts of the deity nad Nephthys... But, she called everyone present "children," which made her identity obvious.

"God... Who are you?"

Yila did not answer the girl’s question but instead asked about her identity... The outsiders all waited for Yila to communicate with the girl or, in other words, waited for Yila to clash with the Calamity in front of them.

But, seeing so rather familiar "artifacts" on her body, Yila made so guesses... Golden eyes, golden blocks, golden jewelry, the girl’s identity was undoubtedly from the Egypt side.

For Yila’s question, the girl was obviously angered by his attitude... But her anger wasn’t directed at Yila’s group. She pointed to her head, which had a bird-headed ornant, and with an angry sneer, said, "Can’t you recognize ?! Those bastards!"

The girl god was very angry; she couldn’t understand why those guys hadn’t visited her for so long, and even the mortals couldn’t recognize her anymore.

"She said ’those bastards,’ and seed angry because we didn’t recognize her."

The human woman repeated this, puzzled, she looked at Wenresa and said, "So, this kid refers to the other gods? But... um..."

In the human woman’s words, the girl god looked at Yila, obviously the leader, and asked, "But what? You say ’other gods,’ what do you an by that? Which deity do you all worship?"

It seed things were beyond her expectations; the children... seed to lack respect and reverence for gods.

Everyone exchanged glances, in fact... most outsiders were non-believers, or one could say that in this world, most people were polytheistic; aside from the most basic "faith" needed for chanting magic, there was no additional belief.

"I am Raphael... My god is all of you."

Only Raphael spoke thus. He looked at the girl god in front of him, having already recognized her, and the girl god had also realized... Raphael was indeed the first generation of the children of the gods.

Because he used a unique body, even the gods didn’t recognize him imdiately.

"Why are you... Calamity?"

Under everyone’s gaze, Raphael asked, looking severe and resolute, questioning the girl god in front of him: "One of the main gods—the Sun God?!"