Excitent!
Since he was old enough to rember, he had heard countless legends about angels, but he had never seen one with his own eyes.
Because most of the ti, the corruption that erged within the Empire didn't require angels to handle it; the heroes pursuing the legends were enough to deal with it.
He never expected to witness the descent of an angel in his lifeti. As a fervent believer, Hines was incredibly thrilled.
Pope Gregory IX looked at him and continued.
"Additionally, I need you to summon the elite 'Judgers' of the Judicial Court and personally head to the Ryan Kingdom to quell the chaos!"
Power Angels belong to the second sequence of Ninth-class Angels; their strength should be enough to sanction that distant evil.
However, chaos does not disappear with the death of the Chosen One; this is sothing Pope Gregory IX is very aware of.
The Twilight Province of the Ryan Kingdom is indeed too far from the core territories of the Empire, and secular kings are often selfish and dismissive, only the Judicial Court can completely eradicate the pollution there.
He's well aware that an excessive response might occur, but now is not the ti to cherish feathers.
Hines' eyes were fervent, and he nodded respectfully.
"As you command."
...
In front of Saint Clent Cathedral, an air of killing intent enveloped the normally bustling square.
Teams of Holy Knights clad in silver armor stood solemnly at various ends of the roads, forming a barrier impossible for mortals to cross.
Faced with those who ca to pray or make a pilgrimage, they politely advised the believers to leave, directing them to other churches in the city.
The believers, though puzzled, could only depart with feelings of confusion and reverence in light of the divine will declared by the Holy Knights.
Just then, Baron Harvey Mitiya happened to pass by.
He had originally intended to go to the paint shop to retrieve the materials he had ordered but was drawn to this abnormal scene.
He adjusted his collar and stepped forward, saluting a Holy Knight who appeared to be the commander.
"Good day, Sir Knight. May I ask… what has happened here? Why is the Cathedral sealed off?"
The Holy Knight scrutinized him for a mont, naturally recognizing this distinguished gentleman, and did not use the usual pretexts given to ordinary believers.
"The Pope is conducting a ceremony and requires the exclusion of idle people. Today is not suitable for prayer here; please visit another church."
"Ceremony? May I ask what kind of ceremony?"
The Holy Knight hesitated for a mont, then said softly.
"I am unclear about the specifics; I've only heard… it seems chaos corrosion has appeared to the east."
"East? The Brass Pass?"
"That, I do not know."
Seeing that this knight knew little, Baron Mitiya did not persist and left after expressing his thanks.
If it's news that can be made public, by tomorrow at the latest, he would see it in the newspaper. If it's information that can't be made public...
Asking this guy evidently wouldn't help.
Upon reaching the corner of the street, Baron Mitiya looked back towards the square but saw the cross within Saint Clent Cathedral emanating brilliant light.
That light was pure and majestic, like a small sun, dyeing the surrounding clouds with a holy gold.
Truth be told, having grown up in the Holy City, he was witnessing such a scene for the first ti.
"It's… truly beautiful."
Harvey murmured, regretting that his canvas wasn't at hand to capture that divine and magnificent scene on a painting.
Thankfully, he knew magic.
Like many reporters who stopped to watch, he took out the Recording Crystal from his pocket and captured the incredible beauty.
...
On the other side, even farther than the Holy City, in Demon City, within the lusine Family's estate, a well-dressed, effeminately featured gentleman sat in the pavilion of the courtyard, elegantly savoring red tea.
Suspended above the stone table before him was a crystal the size of a human head, its clear surface reflecting a dark glow.
It was a dimly lit room.
A man completely hidden in shadows was respectfully reporting to him through an evil ritual about the intelligence just acquired from the Holy City.
"... That's the basic situation, my master. Saint Clent's Court has completely sealed off the Cathedral, according to an informant we've placed inside the church, Pope Gregory IX has ordered the initiation of the highest level 'Angel Descent' ceremony."
"Angel Descent?"
Upon hearing this, lusine put down the teacup in his hand, and a rare hint of surprise flashed through his eyes that always carried a lazy smile.
"Truly unusual, I think it's been 200 years, maybe 100 years... I can't really recall. What exactly made them so tense? Could it be the Chaos Chosen One already at the gates of the Holy City?"
The gentleman in shadows shook his head slightly, speaking in a very light voice.
"It should be... not just about the Chosen One. Based on the news given to by my informant, the eastern region of the Ryan Kingdom is experiencing severe chaos corrosion, suggesting that the scale and intensity... hint at the incarnation of a Chaos Evil God descending directly into the Mortal World."
lusine's expression completely changed; this ti, it was not just re surprise; his eyes bore a trace of seriousness.
"Incarnation descent?"
He didn't rember when the last Angel Descent occurred, but a descent of chaos's incarnation was sothing that, in his impression, happened a very long ti ago.
Usually, evil spirits in the Void would at most entice so exceptionally gifted mortals to beco their Chosen Ones in the mundane world, spreading chaos's corrosion. As for the actual incarnations descending, those instances were stories written in epics, their truth uncertain.
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