Jenn would never have thought that the Fate Slate of the Order of Templars would be sent to the Holy Empire's Seth's palace and watched over by His Majesty himself.
And Nora would never have thought that the son of the Demon King had been lurking around that man for a long time.
Jenn didn't think there was anything wrong with the fact that the bitch had been lurking for thirty-five years without being exposed.
What the Demons had the most was patience. They could meticulously plan a plot against mortals for thirty to fifty years before slowly getting on the right track, let alone a plot against a country.
Jenn didn't know what Lilicia wanted to do, and Jenn didn't care what deal she wanted to make with him.
All in all, he had to get his hands on the Fate Slate first and think about other things later. This was the biggest reason why Jenn didn't wait for Lilicia to state her conditions and directly killed her.
Although he said so on the surface, according to the rules of the Demons, the moment Jenn took the slate, it was equivalent to accepting Lilicia's proposal.
This was also the reason why Zayen dared to appear in front of her so boldly with the Fate Slate. It was because she knew very well that as long as Zayen wanted the Fate Slate, the deal between them would be established immediately.
Unless one of them died, the deal would not be terminated.
Unfortunately, looking at Lilicia's ghastly appearance, unless he found her real body and killed her, Jenn would probably have to fulfill this agreement.
That was why Jenn killed her decisively. As long as Lilicia didn't say the other part of the deal, his actions would not be restricted.
In other words, as one of the subjects who fulfilled the agreement, Jenn could use the excuse of "not knowing the contents of the deal" to endlessly imagine and distort the contents of the agreement.
Playing word games was the demon's specialty, and any demon who had been tested in the underworld for a long time could go to Wall Street and destroy a country's financial system in the blink of an eye.
Compared to them, the politicians and businessmen on Earth were already considered good people with a lot of conscience.
Of course, Jenn was still in a bad mood because it meant that he still had to do something for Lilicia.
Although it was only a deal, in Jenn's opinion, directly snatching it was the best choice.
But unfortunately, Lilicia didn't give him the chance. Before she entered the door, she blocked the path the moment she spoke, forcing Jenn to secretly confront this bastard. This woman was still so cunning in this aspect, and there was no way he could get anything on her.
The mission was successfully completed, but Jenn didn't leave because he still had one last thing to do, and that was to obtain the last Fate Slate.
Lilicia had just told Jenn that the last Fate Slate was indeed an important reason why Klein was able to break the restriction of this Holy Land.
However, it was not easy to obtain the Fate Tablet because the Fate Tablet itself was the core of the portal. This meant that as long as the last Fate Tablet was taken, Klein's portal would be finished.
And without the protection of the Fate Slate, Klein and his army would become the victims of the Holy Power.
But on the other hand, such an important thing would definitely be guarded and dangerous. Jenn even suspected that Lilicia was using this method to lure him to his death. When the time came, not only would the Fate Slate fall into Klein's hands, but he would also be able to eliminate a competitor.
But on second thought, Jenn didn't think that Lilicia would be so senseless. Every time she planned, she would aim for the rich rewards.
In Lilicia's opinion, only when the rewards were proportional to the plan would there be value in using schemes. Otherwise, she wouldn't care about using violent means.
In his opinion, killing him would not be an option with rich rewards. On the contrary, considering that he would be hunted down by his two younger sisters, this should be one of the last things that Lilicia wanted to do.
One had to know that Vivian and Nabelius were unreasonable people. They had once said that as long as Jenn went "missing" for some reason, the two sisters would look for the suspects one by one and have a good "talk" with them. As for whether the suspects would still have the chance to speak after the talk, that was a different matter.
Because of this, Jenn's life in the Demon Realm was relatively stable. Of course, there were people who ignored the two sisters' warning, and Klein was one of them.
But of course, beings who had reached this realm would not do anything for weak Demons like Jenn.
Moreover … it wasn't like Jenn didn't have a backup plan.
(Pattilina, how are your preparations?)
After ensuring that he wasn't being followed, Jenn hid in the shadows as fast as he could while avoiding the flames of war between the Holy Church and the Undead Army. At the same time, he activated the spiritual connection and asked Pattilina.
Upon hearing his question, Pattilina answered immediately.
(Everything is ready, Master. We're just waiting for your command!)
Judging from her tone, it was apparent that she couldn't wait to start a massacre. But it was apparent that Jenn had no intention of revealing his trump card so soon.
(What time is it now?)
(Probably afternoon … The sun hasn't set yet.)
(Let's wait and see.)
Zayen gave another order as he looked at the stalemate in front of him.
If the sky didn't darken, Frandolu wouldn't be able to appear. If Frandolu didn't appear, Jenn's men wouldn't be able to display their powerful strength.
In this battlefield, rules were the only help and Frandolu, who could break rules, was naturally the best helper.
From this aspect, Frandolu was more important than Pattilina.
Darkness flashed before his eyes, and the next moment, the world in front of Zayen's eyes immediately changed. A thick, almost impenetrable darkness shrouded his eyes, mixed with the whistling of bone-chilling wind that blew against his face.
Even the sunlight in the sky seemed to be faintly discernible.
The streets were littered with corpses. Judging from their attire, they weren't soldiers, but ordinary humans instead.
However, it was also because of this that they couldn't even survive the devastation of the Undead Storm before their Soul Flames were completely extinguished.
"Kaka!"
Suddenly, a window on the side was smashed and a monkey-like demon jumped out. It extended its razor-sharp claws and pounced on Jenn.
As far as it was concerned, the old man in front of it was so weak that he was the easiest opponent to deal with.
The demon could almost imagine the joyous scene of its sharp claws piercing into the old man's body, tearing apart his flesh, and listening to the old man's mournful cries before his death.
But at the next moment, its beautiful dream was separated from its body entirely.
The Shadow Blade drilled out of the shadows and slashed the demon into half like slicing tofu. The pitiful demon didn't even have the chance to express its rage before it turned into a cloud of black mist and vanished into thin air. Most of the creatures in the underworld were summoned to this world, so after their deaths, they wouldn't leave corpses behind. Instead, they would disintegrate into the most primitive dark energy and disappear entirely.
It seems like I need to find another useful identity …
Gazing at the dead demon, Jenn narrowed his eyes and scanned the surroundings.
All of a sudden, a loud explosion caught Jenn's attention. He lifted his head hurriedly and gazed in the direction of the explosion.
Through the dark iron curtain, Jenn spotted another dazzling white brilliance erupting in the direction of the White Tower on the other side.
At the same time, as though responding to the attack of the holy brilliance, the whistling Undead Storm gathered once again.
Looking at this scene, Jenn's expression sank because he sensed several incomparably powerful forces descending at lightning speed. The forces were so powerful that even Jenn couldn't help but feel fearful.
Shortly after, several radiances soared into the sky like wild horses as though responding to the white holy brilliance erupting from the White Tower.
Looking at this scene, Jenn twitched his brows.
It seems like my guess is right.
The nine saints finally couldn't help but descend personally.
God's Arrival.
A powerful pressure enveloped the entire White City and the Undead Army came to a standstill. They lifted their heads and gazed at the sky.
At the same time, Klein lifted his head and gazed at the sky with incomparably scorching flames emanating from his eyes.
Under such circumstances, the once noisy battlefield abruptly became deathly silent. Be it human soldiers, clergies, Hellfire, bone griffins or gargoyles, all of them seemed to have received a common will and stopped fighting at the same time.
They instinctively retreated backward, as if they were avoiding something, as if they were waiting for something to descend upon them.
What they had been waiting for finally appeared at this moment.
The thick clouds began to roll and disperse to both sides. Sacred radiance erupted once again and nine illusory figures emerged from within.
One could vaguely see countless birds coalesced from light hovering around them as though they were their pets.
Looking at the nine figures, Klein tightened his grip on the sword in his hand.
What he was waiting for was finally here.