The Protagonist’s Sister Is Actually The Strongest Chapter 427: Chapter 415: The Heavenly Demon Against The King Of All Demons

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Chapter 415: The Heavenly Demon Against The King Of All Demons PancakesWitch Listen While Reading: Well Matched ----- “A-Anna!” Song screamed as the hole sealed shut. The power of Bestia as a World remained immense—it could repair these spatial cracks, provided no otherworldly force kept prying them open. “Song!” His mother rushed to him and pulled him into a tight embrace. The boy felt a rush of gratitude and relief that she was alive after everything. His recklessness had nearly killed them both. “I’m sorry…! I-I didn’t know I had so much power. I couldn’t… I couldn’t control it…! And…” “I know! That was incredibly reckless, but… I’m so glad you’re back!” “Anna’s clone sent me back, but… she stayed behind, and I don’t know if she’s okay!” “I’m fine…” Necro appeared behind the Heavenly Empress, groaning softly as she pressed a hand to her forehead. “That thing directly probed my soul, though. But it seems… it was utterly shocked by what it discovered and tried to assimilate me.” “A-Assimilate?” Song asked. “What do you mean, Anna?” the Heavenly Empress asked. “Void Rulers devour Stories. When it tried to consume mine… well, it couldn’t stomach it,” Necro explained. “All of us are currently developing them—our Stories. They hold real power in the universe; they leave a mark, proof of our existence. As we live our Stories, progress, face challenges, and overcome them, the Stories grow stronger. We can cultivate Dao Trees within our Souls, and through them, powerful Traits that elevate our beings while generating cosmic energy.” “T-That’s so…” Song trailed off, still dazed—that was an overwhelming amount of information delivered all at once. “There are countless more layers to ascending from mortal to Constellation, but that’s the core of it,” Necro said. “Then that thing tried to eat your Story?” the Heavenly Empress asked. “But you’re not stronger than it—how did you…?” “I have no idea… but it might be because of what I told you—that this world… I had read it as a novel,” Anna explained. “I don’t fully understand it myself, but somehow that novel is part of my Story, and… since the novel encompasses this world, trying to devour it is like trying to devour all of Reality… impossible.” “S-So you’re immune to Void Rulers?! That’s incredible!” Song exclaimed, eyes wide with shock and awe. “N-No! I’m not completely immune—only if they attempt to predate my Story…” Necro sighed. “But if they simply crush me to death and shatter my soul, nothing will protect me.” “I see… Even so, immunity to one of their most powerful attacks is a significant advantage you could use as a trump card…” the Heavenly Empress said. “However, against that thing, it may no longer work now that it knows what you can trigger in it… Was it damaged?” “Severely… It screamed in such agony—it shook my very soul…” Necro replied. “But that only enraged it further. It’ll probably try to—” RUMBLE! Crack, crack…! CRASH! Suddenly, as Necro began to explain further, the cracks in Bestia’s sky widened even more. They spread rapidly as gigantic mechanical tentacles with enormous metallic pincers forced their way through, prying the rifts open. “Yeah, that…” Necro muttered. “We have to regroup with everyone else—let’s hurry! The Heavenly Demon is still fighting the Demonic Throne Avatar. We need to help him!” “Is it strong?” Song asked. “But Papa can handle it, right?” “It’s far stronger than Beelzebub or that Spherical Demon Mammon used!” Necro gritted her teeth. “Let’s hurry! Quickly! That thing is… it’s the Avatar of that bastard!” “That… bastard?” Song asked. “The strongest Demonic Throne… Someone so powerful he even keeps other Constellations as pets!” Necro said. “Hurry!” As they soared through the skies at top speed, the Heavenly Demon’s crimson eyes glared upward. The cracks continued to spread relentlessly across the heavens. “This damned world is doomed…! Fucking hell!” As he cursed, blood trickled from a small wound on his forehead, briefly blinding his left eye.