Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire-Chapter 880 487: The Sun Descends, Demon God Massacre (Bonus)

The two Long-horned Devils, already in despair and ready to accept their fate, immediately noticed the change in their superior. They could feel that the Bone Wings piercing their bodies had become extremely fragile.
Without any hesitation or discussion, not even a glance exchanged, the two Long-horned Devils simultaneously thrust the flaming Long Halberds in their hands into the eye sockets of the Bone Demon behind them, which could no longer even whimper.
Crack~
The skull, similar to but starkly different from the Undead skeleton's, shattered, frail beyond imagination, and the soul fire burning within it was instantly extinguished.
Whoosh~
The once menacing and towering body of the Bone Demon, capable of grappling with a Giant, scattered like toppled building blocks, clattering to the ground.
The two Long-horned Devils, previously held aloft, immediately fell to the ground. Their first act upon landing was to rip out the fragile Bone Wings piercing their bodies and throw them aside.
Golden light was spreading through the wings, and it was this light that had destroyed their superior, extinguishing all life. Otherwise, they alone could not have caused such harm to an Upper-ranked Devil.
The two Devils, having successfully eliminated their superior, felt no joy. Although their actions were absolutely illegal within the Fortress, no devils in the Bronze Fortress cared at this moment.
For the lights descending from the sky multiplied, and the sulfurous clouds of the horizon were steadily dissipated by the light. Amidst the vast radiance, a majestic figure could be seen slowly descending.
"Look, the Sun you wanted has arrived; no need to search the Abyss anymore."
Even with his chest pierced through front and back, black blood flowing freely, the severely injured Long-horned Devil couldn't resist a quip.
"Run, idiot!"
The glorious Sun descended, yet such a splendid and dazzling sky left the Devils too frightened to admire. At this moment, every Devil in the Bronze Fortress was desperately seeking shadows to escape the sunlight.
Any Devil touched by the light was immediately vaporized, regardless of rank. Such a calamity descending terrified even the Devils to their core.
Not all Devils were willing to accept this doomsday-like calamity. A brass chariot, wreathed in flames and bursting with Thunder, was driven by a Deep Prison Refining Demon, thundering towards the sky, challenging the mighty presence descending upon them.
However, under countless skeptical gazes, the chariot, having barely ascended, disintegrated and fell apart before it had gone far. The Deep Prison Refining Demon driving it was engulfed by the Sun Fire, and amidst the shrill cries of anguish and defiance, his form evaporated at a speed visible to the naked eye, leaving not even the slightest trace behind.
The highest-ranked Devil born of Hell, a specialist in manipulating fire, met his end by being burned alive by flames.
Such an ironically dramatic scene elicited no laughter from the Devils; only fear filled them. After all, this was the Commander of the Bronze Fortress, yet not even permitted proximity to the presence.
"Get out!"
"It's full here!"
"Do you want to die?"
The two severely injured Long-horned Devils sought shelter, but the Fortress, never designed for habitation, offered very few hiding places.
Especially now, as every Devil in the Fortress sought refuge, leaving the unfortunate souls arriving from the ramparts unable to find shelter anywhere, rebuffed and scorned wherever they went.
"What do we do?"
"Where can we go now?"
The two Long-horned Devils, who had narrowly survived their superior's abuse, showed despair in their eyes. The Fortress was the safest visible location; leaving it meant certain death elsewhere.
Yet in their current state, they couldn't seize a proper hiding spot. But just as the two Long-horned Devils resigned themselves to fate,
The Heavenly God of chastisement noticed the existence of the Bronze Fortress and cast a Sword of Judgment upon it!
An invisible sword appeared in the golden sunlight, its faint form manifesting, but this did not reassure the Devils, inciting greater terror instead.
This sword was so immense that when it descended, it effortlessly cleaved the Bronze Fortress and the scorched earth below in two.
In this process, tens of thousands of Devils vanished into ash without a sound, while the two Devils, lamenting their lack of hiding spots, now stared wide-eyed at the Abyss Valley torn open before them, less than ten meters away.
This Abyss Valley was so broad yet thin and long that it stretched beyond visible limits, the legs of the two Long-horned Devils nearly giving out in fear.
Such terrifying power exceeded their comprehension, a Fortress forged of molten copper by tens of thousands of Devils could not withstand even one sword.
"What is that?"
Previously grumbling over Hell's obscure, lifeless, dull skies, the Devils now raised their heads, straining their eyes at the sky, captivated by the scene he had previously anticipated.
He no longer wished to run or hide; escape was impossible, hiding irrelevant. Against such power, intent on killing them, location meant nothing.
Caw~ Caw~
As the sunlight nearly encompassed Hell's sky, enveloping this level of Hell in the Sun's radiance, the fabric of space trembled; screeching, rasping cries of despair sounded endlessly next moment.
These were the Netherworld Ravens, symbolizing Death, disaster, and pestilence. Even loathed by Devils, these wicked creatures filled the sky, blocking sunlight even High Rank Devils couldn't endure.
"Netherworld Ravens!"
"A Hell Lord has appeared."
The surviving Devils, many could not help but cheer, even as they stood beneath the ominous wings of the Netherworld Ravens. This time, however, the Ravens imbued the Devils with unprecedented safety.
Yet the Devil's cheers soon ceased, as the Raven's shadow of the Sun creeping from the horizon was once more torn apart by golden light.
The domineering, powerful golden light tore through, rendering the Raven flock powerless to resist, swiftly engulfed and extinguished by the light until a Demon God with a raven's head and a human body, borne aloft by black wings, appeared amidst the Ravens, and the relentless golden light paused its advance.
From Heaven to Underground, Demonic Qi swelled like tides towards this Raven Demon God, bolstering its form to monumental proportions, seeming to stand against the sky, as if both the master of Purgatory and savior of Hell!
"Rotten filth!"
As the Netherworld Raven Demon God raised the staff, blessed and encouraged by Hell's will, launching a strike across the sky towards the Sun descending upon Hell, disdainful laughter reverberated.
"Dare stand before me!"
Within the Sun, a Dragon Claw shrouded in fiery golden flames reached out. Even before descending, millions of Raven, dancing around the Demon God, burst into flames, turning to ash, and fading away into the air, only traces of cinder remaining.
Crumble~
The resonance of a collapsing Heaven, as if the sky pillar was falling, sounded; facing a strike personally descended by the presence within the Sun, the staff held by the Netherworld Raven Demon God shattered instantly and then, the Dragon Claw seized the head of the Demon God, wrenching the ominous raven head from the Demon God's body amidst its furious and anguished roars.
Before the Demon God could regenerate, searing light descended, transforming into an indestructible Sun God Sword, splitting the Demon God's corpse with precision, offering no chance for revival.
"Just this?"
The presence that descended a billion golden radiances to drive away the darkness from Hell, slowly opened its eyes, scanning the vague, blurry Demon God specters surrounding him.
"Boring, all of you come at once! I'm in a hurry."