Chapter 941: 581. Film Emperor_2
Could it be that all of this is actually part of the Third King’s plan, that the Third King knows heaven is in chaos right now, and so doesn’t want His Excellency to return to reunify heaven? Was the Young Master’s death also part of the Third King’s plan?
At this thought, Sariel felt even more oppressed.
He felt this must be the Third King’s warning to heaven, since although heaven is currently leaderless, the remaining seven Kings of Angels are each more restless than the other.
As far as Sariel knew, several Kings of Angels were once again plotting issues related to the long-abandoned Witch Hunt Alliance.
This isn’t sothing hard to understand; it’s simply that the Western Universe has long suffered under the witches.
Seeing the Witch World about to seal its position as the Head of Disasters, and the Third King unexpectedly appearing, the old Three Clans barely have the power to fight.
But if after the Third King, a Fourth King were to appear, heaven, hell, and the Dragon Realm would never rise again and would have to endure the humiliation of being trampled by witches forever.
How can the old three great calamities bear that? They have no choice but to consider whether the last all-in effort before a future Fourth Witch King is born is their only chance.
If they succeed, they’ll annihilate the witches, divide the spoils, and continue the tripartite balance as before; if they fail, then they’ve failed, which simply ans being the witches’ dogs from then on.
After all, once the Fourth Witch King is born, they’ll all be dogs anyway, and there’s no difference.
However, Sariel has always been part of heaven’s anti-war faction because those arrogant Kings of Angels dared to think because His Excellency bore all the bla in the past, and so they hadn’t been beaten by the God King.
As the forr foremost general under the Lord of Glory, Sariel truly had been beaten by the God King; the powerlessness and despair she felt when being instantly killed as casually as a mixed soldier still makes her fearful when she thinks about it.
Not only was she instantly killed, but she had also personally witnessed her invincible Lord of Glory, despite using all manner of ans, being unable to break the God King’s defense, and finally being decapitated by the God King’s sword.
The God King is a true monster, a terrifying existence of a completely different level from the so-called Kings of Angels.
Sariel always feels that everything about herself and His Excellency had already been seen through by the God King.
The God King’s overly smooth manner in killing them always gives one the impression that the God King had secretly practiced such slashing countless tis, killing with familiarity.
In any case, it’s very absurd.
No matter what the other angels think, Sariel does not want to face once again that deep-seated fear and powerlessness.
Now, she is genuinely worried about those other Kings of Angels doing sothing idiotic and truly angering the Three Witch Monarchs; after all, if another war of calamity breaks out, the very existence of heaven in the future would be in doubt.
Back then, after the God King conquered heaven, for so unknown reason, he didn’t let the Witch World devour it, allowing heaven to survive. But if it happens again, Sariel feels that her holand may indeed beco a sumptuous al for the Witch World.
Sariel originally hoped to welco back His Excellency, as only His Excellency’s return could stop the foolish Kings of Angels from their self-destruction, yet it seems now the Third King doesn’t intend to release them so easily.
It’s even possible that the Third King had long taken note of heaven’s small moves, setting a trap, waiting for those reckless fools to walk into it.
This…
The more Sariel thought about it, the more terrified she beca.
On the other side, Dorothy was also sowhat puzzled, watching the archangel suddenly change expressions, not knowing what the other was thinking, as it seed very complex.
However, such worries of important figures were not the kind of thing a little witch like her needed to consider. The hobody witch simply strode forward, bringing her entourage under the murderous stares of angels and angel witches, arrogantly approaching the throne.
She gestured, retrieving her Kitty Staff impaled in Sophia’s chest.
Yes, she was worried the archangel would break her beloved Kitty Staff in anger.
If it weren’t part of the plan, she wouldn’t have used Buster, as the Kitty Staff was still in a promising phase, not yet ready to join high-end gas until it fully matured into a Legendary Magic Wand.
Moreover, she had consud most of her savings forging this promising staff; it was indeed very precious, and any damage to it would bankrupt her not-so-wealthy family with necromancy repair costs.
Thankfully, the worst hadn’t happened, and her Kitty Staff returned safely.
As Fangtian Huaji returned, Dorothy quickly stuffed the stupid cat, oblivious to its near-death dancing at the Ghost Gate, into her pocket.
On the surface, the Clown’s Great Judgnt remained cold, arrogant, and ruthless.
She marched forward and grabbed the almost dead Twelve-Winged Angel from Maria’s arms.
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