"Leon! Our lord in the present world, may the world revere your na as holy!"
The purple-skinned angel with four spiral horns on its head slowly closed its hundred eyes, then suddenly spread its three pairs of bat wings, tearing open its hoarse throat, and with a face full of devotion, flapped its wings and shouted:
"Oh Lord! May your will descend here, may your eyes fall upon Heavenly Mountain, shining over us as the sun covers the present world!"
With the hoarse cries of the demonic Hundred-eyed Angel, countless purple-skinned angels... or should I say demons, at the foot of the mountain, followed with fervent eyes and shouted:
"May your will descend here! May your eyes... encompass the present world like the sun!"
As the piercing cries of the purple-skinned angels ca to an end, the Hundred-eyed Angel leading at the peak nodded in satisfaction, and then with a thud, prostrated itself to the ground, continuing to howl upwards:
"In the na of the greatest and most holy Leon, all praise belongs to my lord! Guide us to cleanse ourselves, grant us... Leon my lord! Lord of the present world! Lord of Heaven! Lord of the Realm of the Dead! Lord of Hell!"
And when the howling of the Hundred-eyed Angel ended, the densely packed purple-skinned angels on the mountain imdiately followed, howling in unison.
"In the na of the greatest and most holy Leon, all praise... Lord of the Realm of the Dead! Lord of Hell!"
"Thank you, my Lord!!! Praise my Lord!!!"
As the extrely long chanting finally ended, the leading Hundred-eyed Angel cried out from the depths of its soul, and then under the fervent gaze of the tens of thousands of purple-skinned angels, its entire body radiated black light, donning a long coat resembling the one Leon often wore.
Carefully tucking four of its six bat wings into the energy-ford old coat, the Hundred-eyed Angel turned back towards the peak of Heavenly Mountain, overlooking the Pool of Resurrection now colored gray, and trembling, extended its remaining two bat wings.
Like a human hand, it used the two bat wings to scoop up a handful of pool water, and as if witnessing a great miracle, the eyes of the Hundred-eyed Angel began to shed hot tears all at once, and then, overflowing with tears, it cried out to the purple-skinned angels below:
"Look! This is the sign our Lord has bestowed upon us! It is his rcy! It is his blessing!"
Under the anxious and expectant eyes of countless purple-skinned angels, the Hundred-eyed Angel raised the bat wings above its head and spread them open, allowing the dark gray pool water to rain down.
As the pool water fell, an aura filled with desires, destruction, chaos, and other malevolent intents suddenly spread, instantly casting a heavy shadow over the snow-white peak of Heavenly Mountain.
As they witnessed the sudden burst of purple-black mist, even those who knew that the "Pope," blessed by the great Leon, would be fine, the eyes of the purple-skinned angels below nonetheless revealed deep fear.
As divine beings born from the Pool of Resurrection, none understood more than the angels themselves just how dangerous the gray water in the pool was!
You should know that once, the great Amra, leader of the nine angels, simply touched it with a fingertip and instantly lost all reason and self under the pollution of the pool's [pus of evil], turning into a monster that pursued only malice.
And the water that the "Pope" now held contained a concentration of pus of evil thousands of tis higher, sufficient to strip away the sanity of nearly ten thousand angels present, if...
No! There is no if! There absolutely is no if! There already is no if anymore!
Seeing the gray pool water that, when poured onto the Hundred-eyed Angel, sizzled and evaporated instantly like water droplets on red-hot iron, the fervent expressions in the eyes of the purple-skinned angels beca incredibly intense.
"Look! Do you see it!!!"
With its wings, it wiped its face, collecting the pool water that had turned back into luminous white, and then cautiously lifted its wings, flinging the luminous white droplets downwards with force, and then, tears streaming, it howled:
"This is the protection our Lord has given! Our Lord Leon has freed us from the contamination of the pus of evil! Returned to is rationality and wisdom! The Lord has preserved my pure heart! The Lord has gifted us with a clear mind! When the world abandoned us, only our Lord bestowed the grace of salvation!"
"Praise the Lord!!!"
Seeing the "Pope," who maintained his sanity even drenched by the pool water, the crowd of purple-skinned angels couldn't help but follow in excitent, flapping their wings and shouting praises.
And drenched by the restored luminous Pool of Resurrection water, feeling the long-lost clarity, the purple-skinned angels, together with the Hundred-eyed Angel, wept and cried out Leon's na until so collapsed in exhaustion.
"Praise the Lord!"
"Thanks to the Lord's protection!"
...
This is going to kill !
Watching those around him fervently chanting Leon's na, surging like a tide towards the mountain peak to partake in so "blessing," the Capricorn Director disguised as an angel among them couldn't help but close his eyes in pain, wishing to slap himself a million tis.
It's all my fault... it's all my fault!
If only I hadn't encouraged it back then, Aquarius might not have learned the secret technique of the Capricorn Palace; or even after he learned the technique, if I hadn't found that Hundred-eyed Angel for him to practice, he wouldn't have "purified" the Hundred-eyed Angel into this Hundred-eyed demon;
Or if I had been more careful, not returning the polluted Hundred-eyed demon but instead removing it, it wouldn't have been killed by other angels, falling into the Pool of Resurrection, and strangely cleansing itself of the pus of evil's influence.
Or if I had reacted a bit quicker, arresting this angel after discovering sothing wrong, and stopping its reckless preaching, things wouldn't have turned out like this...
Damn it! Who the hell could have foreseen this!!!
Watching as the weekly sermon ended with the "Pope" slashing its own bat wing to sprinkle Leon's holy blood and turning yet another batch of angels purple, the Capricorn Director's expression couldn't hold together anymore.
And when those captured mad angels were washed with "holy blood," thrown into the Pool of Resurrection and dragged back and forth until rationality erged again, the Zodiac Bureau leaders hiding among the angels with the Capricorn Director could no longer keep their composure.
Originally just on a Bureau mission for an extermination campaign in the Realm of the Dead, encountering the resurrected Six-faced Elephant Deer was absurd enough, yet even more absurd things followed.
Failing to defeat the Six-faced Elephant Deer, they strategically retreated with the Capricorn Director to Heavenly Mountain. To avoid being discovered by Aquarius Director's fervent "fans," they had to blend in with the angels, like joining so bizarre cult, praying piously to Leon every day...
When the hell will this cursed life end!
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