Ancient God in the Modern World

"Young man, are you the one who finished Joachim?" the Demon asked.

Although Jeremy did not know who Joachim is, he had guessed that it must be the man that he had fought just before he arrived at the building.

Sigh!

"Unfortunately, no…" Jeremy answered with a saddened look.

"Hmmm…but I reckon you're related to it?"

Dor'gan is unwilling to let the matter go.

"Do you know that I nurtured him to be my source of demonic energy just like how the Divine Spirit nurtured you?"

There is a hidden meaning in his words; however, Jeremy did not care at all.

"Blessing!"

He used a to rejuvenate himself.

Then, in the next second…

"Holy Aura!"

…he attempted to weaken the Demon. However, as the Demon flicked his hand, his skill was nullified.

"You're indeed stronger than me."

However, he was not discouraged. Well, he somehow expected this outcome.

"Sealed Domain!"

He then took out a talisman and throw it to the Demon which ruptured with Divine energy.

The attack is not his. Rather, it was an attack of a saint that was sealed in the talisman.

Meanwhile, the Demon laughed as he saw what happened.

"Hahaha. So, this is the plan of your saints? To trap me?"

Well, that is indeed the case. Since the Demon is very sensitive towards the presence of the saints. Hence, they could only resort to using this tactic.

However, based on the reaction of the Demon, it is clear that for some reason, they have failed.

Whoosh!

In the next second, Drew appeared to confirm that things went according to the plan.

"Hello, saint," the Demon greeted with a mocking smile plastered on his face. "Did you think I would not notice your mark?"

He tried to agitate Drew. However, the latter sat on the couch, instead, and calmly answered.

"Forgive me, I underestimated your intelligence."

Hearing what he said, the mock on the Demon's face disappeared. It was replaced by twitching eyelids.

"Is that it? Well, should I say you're…"

Before the Demon could finish talking, Drew used his domain to attack.

"Die!"

The Divine energy on the Divine Mark gushed out and coursed toward Dor'gan, the Demon of gluttony.

In the next moment, the Demon faded. However, his laughter resonated in the air.

"Hahahaha! Foolish saints."

Sigh!

Meanwhile, Drew sighed as he knew that the Demon that he obliterated is just Dor'gan's projection.

"Come, on. The Demon has probably left the base."

Drew looked at Jeremy only to notice him looking at him with admiration.

Well, Jeremy did not expect Drew to be a saint. He had been following his orders but he did not think that he was the saint.

Meanwhile, Drew smiled as he understood what his expression meant.

"Continue serving the Lord and you will also become a saint someday."

With that, they left the room. However, as they walked out of it, they noticed plenty of humans that was corroded by demonic energy.

"Sir saint, let me take care of this," Jeremy volunteered.

"In that case, go on."

This should be an easy task for Drew; however, since Jeremy volunteered for it, he did not act.

He is rather looking forward to having more saints among their ranks.

…

Meanwhile, Dor'gan's action is not beyond the expectation of the saints. Instead, they simply used him to consolidate their understanding of the Teleportation Platform.

"Saint Elioenai, how is it?"

"I get it now."

Although they could already replicate the Teleportation Platform, they felt that it is rather lacking.

However, at this point, it is no longer lacking.

Elioenai finally understood every line in the array.

In the next second, Elioenai took out a pearl and crushed it. They then disappeared from their location and reappeared in Base 503.

The pearl was given by Allen to them. It uses his authority over this planet to forcefully bring them to Base 503.

Well, although that may seem the case, even Allen deemed the teleportation array useful. Even though he could, basically, teleport anywhere on earth, that is only limited to the planet. What if he will go beyond the planet?

Meanwhile, the duo went to meet the angels.

Indeed, as saints, they have the right to meet them. However, they are not presumptuous enough to meet them if there are no matters that need their attention.

"Sir Angel Plague, we want to appeal to develop a teleportation array in the three bases of our Lord," Elioenai said.

Meanwhile, Plague who was writing in a scroll, unfurled his wings as he looked at them.

"Hmm…You already understood the concept of the teleportation array?"

He is indeed surprised. However, on second thought, with the aid of their Lord, anything would be possible.

Meanwhile, Plague thought for a while before agreeing.

"Ok, tell me what are the materials you need."

As of now, Plague was the one in charge of the matters of the three bases while Cyrus is inside the Tartarus and Cold Wind was still with the elves.

Even as an Angel, Plague was drained by it, but he loved it. He knew that this is his Lord fulfilling the promise to make him his right hand.

Of course, he also did not forget about the matters about the Demon. As of now, that is his utmost concern.

…

Meanwhile, Annica was in a state of depression. He is yet to recover from the death of her aunt.

Although she knew that it is not her fault, she was grieving to the extent that she would not even eat a meal.

It seemed that everything in the world had lost its flavor.

"Why? Does she really need to die? Aunt, you should have let me die instead?"

She kept blaming herself.

"Young one, don't blame yourself."

Them a female voice resonated in her mind. However, as looked around, she did not find anyone.

"Is that you aunt?" she asked. "Please, show yourself."

"I am not your aunt. However, if you give me permission, I will show myself," the voice replied.

"Really? Then…you can appear now." She did not know if there is magic in her words; however, she gave it a try.

As of now, she is desperate to have a stranger to talk to.