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His voice sounded somewhat lacking in confidence, even to himself.
"is it?"
Zhou Ye finally spoke.
He downed the now-cold black tea in one gulp, then gently placed the empty cup back on the table with a crisp sound.
"But is that still the pure-blooded fallen angel in the eyes of you high-ranking fallen angels?"
Zhou Ye leaned forward, crossed his arms, and braced himself on the table. His dark pupils, like two bottomless ancient wells, reflected Azazel's face, which was filled with struggle.
"A new species born from hybridization."
"They may have inherited some of your power, but their blood is no longer pure."
“They are not the pure-blooded fallen angels you see, Governor Azazel.”
Zhou Ye's words were like a scalpel, precise, calm, and cruel, dissecting layer by layer the lies that A-Sa-She-R used to comfort himself.
"The continuation you speak of is nothing more than using your blood to nourish other races, giving birth to fruits that do not belong to you."
"This is not called continuation."
"This is called slow suicide."
Azazel's breathing stopped once again.
Every word Zhou Ye said was like a heavy punch, striking his defenses hard and rendering all his rebuttals pale and powerless.
Rias and Sona stood behind Zhou Ye, not daring to breathe.
For the first time, they discovered that language could be sharper and more hurtful than swords.
Zhou Ye ignored Azazel, whose face had turned ashen, and instead slowly shifted his gaze to Rias behind him.
"The real question has never been whether or not we can have children."
"It is the depletion of pureblood."
"Just like the underworld now, isn't it, Rias Gremory?"
Rias's body jolted violently.
This question, like a poisonous thorn, is deeply embedded in the hearts of all pure-blooded demons.
To address the scarcity of pure-blooded demons, her brother, the current Demon King Sazex, even developed a system called "Demon Pieces" to transform humans and other races into demons.
But this only treats the symptoms, not the root cause.
The glory and legacy of purebloods are inevitably heading towards decline.
This is the biggest hidden danger that worries the entire demon leadership!
Or rather, this is a hidden danger for the three major powers within the current biblical pantheon!
Asahiel was completely disheartened.
He seemed to have all his strength drained away, and he slumped into the chair.
Yes.
Pureblood.
That's the root of the problem.
He researched artificial artifacts to enhance the power of the fallen angels and compensate for their numerical disadvantage.
He took in Vali in order to utilize the power of the White Dragon Emperor and increase the organization's deterrent effect.
Everything he did was to prolong the life of this dying race.
But he can fool others, not himself.
When the last pure-blooded fallen angel died, this race truly disappeared from history.
All the struggles will be in vain.
"Pfft."
One of Azazel's adjutants, overwhelmed by emotion, lost control of his energy and collapsed to his knees.
But he felt no shame whatsoever; he simply looked at the black-haired boy sitting in the main seat with an almost pilgrimage-like, fanatical gaze.
"you……"
Azazel's lips moved as if he wanted to ask, "What do you want? What do you want to get?"
But he discovered that, faced with the immense temptation of the continuation of his race, he would probably be willing to gamble away not only the information on a mere artificial artifact, but even his life as the Governor of the Fallen Angels.
He has lost all his bargaining chips.
Or rather, the so-called negotiation ended the moment Zhou Ye uttered the word "reproduction."
What remains is just one-sided pricing.
My conditions remain unchanged.
Zhou Ye seemed to see through his thoughts and gave an answer in a calm tone.
"Complete information on artificial artifacts."
"Then, I will give you a hope to continue the lineage of pure-blooded fallen angels."
He paused, his gaze sweeping over Gabriel's incredibly solemn and holy face.
"Of course, to show my sincerity, I can pay a small deposit first."
Zhou Ye snapped his fingers.
The space around him rippled slightly.
A sleek, metallic silver briefcase, with a futuristic feel, appeared out of thin air on the table.
"This is……"
Azazel's pupils instantly contracted to the size of pinpoints.
He could sense that the box contained a power that was both incredibly familiar to him and fundamentally different.
That's... the aura of a divine artifact!
Zhou Ye didn't say anything, but opened the briefcase in front of everyone.
There was no gold or silver treasure, nor any magic book inside the box.
Only two...beating hearts.
The two artificial hearts are made entirely of dazzling red magic crystals and filled with cellular blood circuits.
It was inside the box, pulsating rhythmically, one beat at a time.
Each beat emanates a pure, powerful, and sacred force.
"This is……"
This time, it was the Seraph Gabriel who lost his voice.
She stared intently at the heart, and for the first time, a mixture of horror and disbelief appeared on that face that had never changed in ages.
"Sacred System?"
"No! The structure is completely different! But the essence of this power... is holy light! It is a miracle bestowed upon mankind by the Lord!"
Zhou Ye smiled.
He reached out and took the crystal heart out of the box, holding it in his palm.
"I call it, the second right heart!"
"It is the new hope of the fallen angel race."
Chapter 201 The Moment to Witness a Miracle
Second right heart.
No one present had ever heard of this name before.
But the meaning it represents weighs heavily on everyone's hearts like a mountain.
hope.
For a race on the verge of extinction, the weight of this word is enough to crush all reason and defense.
Azazel stared intently at the beating red crystal heart in Zhou Ye's palm. His breathing became heavy, and his eyes were bloodshot, a complex mix of longing, doubt, fear, and madness.
The fallen angels behind him even forgot to breathe. Their bodies trembled slightly with excitement, not from fear, but from the reaction of believers who had witnessed a miracle.
“Brother Zhou…” Azazel’s throat was so dry it was practically burning. He licked his chapped lips, each word uttered with immense difficulty, “How can I possibly know… that this thing is real?”
He forced himself to look away from the heart and focus on Zhou Ye's face.
"How can we be sure that what is born after using it is a pure-blooded fallen angel, and not a hybrid like the [Demon Piece]?"
This is a very crucial question.
This was also the question in the minds of Gabriel, Rias, Sona, and everyone present.
The Demon Piece system, while greatly expanding the number of demons, ultimately did not produce pure-blooded demons. They were new demons, but unable to inherit the bloodline of the ancient demon god families.
If Zhou Ye's things are just another form of "devil's chess piece," then their significance to the fallen angels will be greatly diminished.
That's not a continuation.
That's assimilation.
Faced with Asasil's final and most crucial inspection requirement, Zhou Ye's face remained completely expressionless.
He calmly put the crystal heart back into the suitcase.
Click.
The sound of the box closing made Azazel's heart skip a beat.
“This is easy.” Zhou Ye’s tone was as relaxed as if he were asking, “Do you want some sugar?”