Unrivaled Demon's Odyssey

The sun had just rose, but the streets were full of people— walking and running— to only one place— the church.

All the stores and stalls were open, but there was no one inside. All the townspeople were gathered in front of the big church.

Everyone looked happy and excited, as though some miracle was going to happen.

There was a fountain in front of the church, and in the middle of the fountain, there was a big pedestal— where everyone's eyes were fixated.

A crackle of lightning cleared the clouds and calmed the emotion— with dead silence. A beam of light landed with incredible force on the pedestal. A figure of a divine angel shined, and it spread— what looked like wings. It was shining so bright that the townspeople standing near the fountain were forced to close their eyes.

Soon, the light faded and revealed the figure of a female angel wearing silver clothes with silver hair and silver eyes, but the halo over her head never stopped shining.

Her two slim, feathery yet radiant— white wings looked like they were dripping light that made the angel look far more imposing, and her wings gave a gentle breeze— filled with the sweet scent of heaven— when she flapped them.

She was holding a staff made of crystal from the base of this wonderful glass. Two twin rods danced around each other and only touched to form a handle decorated with glyph text carved into it.

The bottom ended in a barbed shield shape made of glass and was decorated with a large gem with the appearance of an eye, said to allow the vision of wherever the staff was.

The top was made out of heavenly mithril and was crafted into an abstract design of twirls, which was decorated with a crosshatched, tightly wrapped ribbon with gems on the crossing parts.

The angel glanced around the townspeople as it filled the air with an immense sense of awe. It was a sight of the most intense beauty one would have ever experienced.

She retracted her wings and raised her hand as everyone started cheering loudly.

"Angel!" a man yelled from the crowd, "Please give us your blessings and protection."

"Me too!"

"I need it too!"

"Please bless us!"

The angel smiled and finally opened her mouth to say, "Please form a line. I will bless everyone one by one."

Everyone rejoiced as they formed a line and the angel started blessing everyone one by one.

"Please bless us so I can conceive a child," a woman said.

In this huge crowd, there was a boy with black hair and azure eyes— who looked like five years old— standing at a distance. He was glaring at the angel with a frown on his face.

He was wearing normal clothes with a pendant around his neck and a bracelet around his wrist— as well as a piece of cloth on his other hand.

Hours passed by— from morning to noon, then evening— by the time the angel blessed the last person in the line, and the streets were finally empty.

The angel sighed and yawned as though she was tired, "I ended up blessing the entire town."

"They all must be happy," she smiled.

She spread her wings, and as she was about to go back to the heavens— she saw a kid staring at her at some distance.

'Hmm? Is he here for my blessings as well?' the angel thought as she walked to the kid.

She crouched down in front of him and smiled, "Hello."

The kid didn't reply and glared intensely at the angel.

"I see. You are not friendly, are you?"

The kid gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.

'He looks so furious and… sad,' the angel had a stingy feeling in her heart. It was her first time someone looking at her with such rage and disgust.

The angel glanced around and whispered, "We angels are not allowed to tell our names to anyone, but I am a troublemaker, so I will tell you my name."

The angel glanced around again and uttered, "My name is Sophia; what about yours?

"Your voice is annoying," said the kid.

"And yours is beautiful," she smiled, "Now tell me your name."

The kid waited for a while before saying, "Zeus."

The angel blinked once, then blinked again and patted the kid.

"Zeus, huh? It's a very nice name," she said with a gentle smile on her face.

The kid slapped the angel's hand spoke as he glared, "Don't touch me, you filthy angel."

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Sophia was woken up by the sound of the window hitting the wall as the cold breeze entered the room.

Her form was changed to a human, and she was sleeping with her head on Nero's chest. They both were naked and covered with a blanket. She slowly sat up and rubbed her eyes as she yawned, then looked at Nero.

"Even if you weren't a demon, our love would still be immoral," she smiled wryly.

She lifted the blanket and peeked in, "It's big even though it's limp."

She then lifted the blanket from her side and looked at the bloodstain on the bedsheet as she moved her hand below her stomach.

"Even though it was only nine rounds, I feel satisfied, " She grunted and remembered Emilia's face, 'How can she manage all that?'

"I can't get used to this," she recalled everything that happened last night after she started crying.

She also remembered how she incentivized Nero to play with her body after she changed her form.

"Last night was embarrassing," her face flushed.

She wasn't embarrassed about the pleasure she received from Nero last night, but she was embarrassed about how she ended up wailing in Nero's arms.

Sophia closed her eyes and changed back to her angel form— dressed. She smiled At Nero gently and stroked his hair.

"We ended up doing a lot more than touching," she chuckled.

She looked at his soft lips and moved her face closer, "I wouldn't mind becoming a fallen angel for you."

Nero opened his eyes and stopped Sophia from kissing him, "But I would mind."

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