The Protagonist’s Sister Is Actually The Strongest Chapter 423: Chapter 411: The Death Apostles’ Revenge

Read chapter 423 of The Protagonist’s Sister Is Actually The Strongest by PancakesWitchAuthor on NovelPedia.

Chapter 411: The Death Apostles’ Revenge PancakesWitch Listen While Reading: All out brawl & FTW ----- “You’re…!” As Beelzebub struggled beneath Anna’s overwhelming pressure, his gaze darted toward the figures stepping out from the Purgatory Portal. A gigantic humanoid draconic reptilian demon covered in black scales, red eyes blazing, golden horns gleaming, and enormous sharp claws ready to rend. Astaroth. A massive saber-toothed cat-like demon with golden fur streaked by black lightning-like stripes, crimson eyes glowing, fangs shaped like bolts of thunder. Aim. A tall humanoid crow-like demon with sleek black feathers, piercing red eyes, four powerful wings, and four muscular arms. Neberius. A multi-armed centaur-like demon clad in crimson armor studded with sharp horns, wielding two enormous great blades. Agares. And finally, a towering humanoid demon encased in pitch-black armor from head to toe, crowned with massive black horns, gripping a large demonic sword with a crimson eye embedded in its blade. Bael. All of them were Death Apostles, members of the same group he once belonged to. Death Apostles he had deceived, manipulated, and ultimately sacrificed. They had changed dramatically since he last saw them, and their power radiated far greater than before. Ki surged from their new, strengthened bodies. They no longer required vessels to sustain themselves; they were powerful enough on their own. Especially now that they were Anna’s Familiars. “Hoh, what do we have here?” Bael asked, gripping his sword tightly. “You said you had a surprise for us, but this? It’s more like a gift!” “We meet again, Beelzebub,” Agares said coldly. “Yeah, damn bug…” Aim growled, baring his lightning-shaped fangs. “So you came all the way here to kill Anna?! Are you fucking stupid or something?” Astaroth demanded, anger rising in his voice. “He clearly lacks a brain at this point, CRAAH!” Neberius shouted. “Why are you…?! You’re alive?! How?! This is…!” Beelzebub stammered, confusion and frustration twisting his features. “You’re working for a human now?! This is ridiculous! What has happened to your pride?!” “Pride?!” Agares shot back. “There’s no point in pride when we were nearly killed and then sealed by her. I can’t say I enjoy it, to be honest, but her treatment of us has been far better than yours, old friend.” “You used us and discarded us the moment we were no longer useful,” Bael said, voice low and dangerous. “We believed you would help us all gain new vessels. We surrendered our souls and powers for that purpose. Yet you used our deaths to fuel your damned plan… I thought we were alike, Beelzebub. That we worked together to forge a new world for demons. But we are clearly different. You’re a selfish bastard who has never cared about his fellow demons at all! A traitor to our very race!” “Y-You dare call me a traitor to the Demon Race?!” Beelzebub screamed in fury, indignation burning through him. “Your deaths were necessary! If only she and her damned group of humans hadn’t interfered at the last moment, if that chimera bastard hadn’t tried to steal everything I worked for I could have achieved greatness! Incredible things! With that power I would have…!” “What would you have done?!” Aim roared. “You’re only obsessed with reclaiming the throne Uroboros took from you! You never cared about us!” “The Titles of Death Apostles carry meaning for us,” Astaroth said fiercely. “Our group wasn’t created just to fulfill personal desires. Our entire congregation existed for a purpose!” “To bring back and recreate our Demon Worlds…” Bael continued, his pride and aura surging. “To build a utopia for the demons lost across worlds and for those still clinging to life in the ruins of broken realms…! Did you ever spare a single thought for our fellow tribes and their suffering?!” “Hah…” Beelzebub lost all composure, a twisted smile spreading across his face. “Hahahah… You’re all pathetic!” He bared his sharp jaws in mockery. “What did you say?!” B