Chapter 1162: Chapter 3: Advent
Heaven is vast, like a boundless space.
Higher than Yunxiao, the place that constantly exudes holy brilliance is the sanctuary of the Lord, the dwelling place of the Lord.
Within Yunxiao, there are also different places.
The city of the Heaven’s saint, also called the Holy City, is where angels are born, educated, and reside.
When an angel dies, it will be reborned in the Pool of Sanctity within the Saint’s Urbanity, bathed in Holy Light. The power of the Pool derives from the brilliance of the Lord’s sanctuary, and as long as the sanctuary’s light continues, the Pool will be ceaseless.
There exists the Pleading Nation, a realm of beautiful human souls and the purest beliefs of the Lord.
The land beneath Yunxiao is also considered part of Heaven. It is called the homeland of the Heaven’s saint, possessing the most beautiful landscapes of earth, mountains, rivers, and grasslands—untainted places.
But now, the land beneath Yunxiao is engulfed in great fires—a fire of impurity spread by the intruders known as Transcendents upon the homeland of the Heaven’s saint.
In the Saint’s Urbanity, angels resurrect one after another from the Pool, continuously flying away from Yunxiao to resist the intruders.
For some newborn angels, it’s hard to adapt to such sudden battles—perhaps, in their understanding, it’s difficult to imagine enemies invading Heaven.
“Metatron! e over! You’re standing where the Holy City Defense System’s turret opens!”
At the moment of the stern voice, the newly born angel Metatron, who hasn’t pleted his education, hesitates slightly and quickly spreads his wings, leaving his place.
“Karmiel Archangel.” Metatron approaches a teaching Archangel mentor, with a hint of fear on his face… an expression that is quite incongruous among many Lower-Tier Angels.
The Archangel named Karmiel furrowed his brows slightly as the battle intensified. Currently, in the city, four Transcendents have broken through the defenses and directly intruded into the Holy City, causing destruction… The target seems to be the Pool used for angel resurrection.
“What is the background of these intruders?” Metatron asked, puzzled by the post-battle scene spreading in the Holy City.
The intruders’ power is extremely strong; no matter how many Lower-Tier Angels rush up, they instantaneously turn into ash. Only Archangels can barely stand against the intruders’ attacks.
“Transcendents, a group of self-exiled ruffians hiding in the dimensional cracks beyond many spaces!” Karmiel Archangel doesn’t elaborate much, “To invade my Lord’s Heaven is to be an enemy! But they won’t attack for too long.”
“Why?” Metatron instinctively asked.
“To invade Heaven requires greater power to interfere with my Lord’s brilliance outside Heaven, an enormous consumption every moment… Heaven is recognized by all the mainland’s wills, while they, since their self-exile, have not been acknowledged by the world will, without interference, their power will rapidly decline!”
Saying this, Karmiel Archangel disregarded Metatron further and rushed to where Metatron had stood, personally controlling a part of the Defense System within the Holy City.
In the next instant, a huge light ring began to spread from where Karmiel Archangel stood.
Hoop of Holy Light!
Metatron stared wide-eyed; it’s the blessing power that can strengthen all angels’ abilities… Meanwhile, the Holy City, imbued with powerful Holy Light Power, quickly fired Light Cannon at the intruders in the Holy City.
“Only us here; it looks like we can’t devour this place in a short time.”
Among the four Transcendents that intruded into the Holy City, one who was shirtless, with dark skin and golden hair… effortlessly blocked a wave of Light Cannon attack and said helplessly, “We just lack a bit of time… Albert, these defensive attacks are yours; I’ll go break the city’s Defense Hub.”
“Oh! I prefer to continue my project in my laboratory rather than misuse violence here.”
Upon hearing this, Albert, with white hair, sighed, “Unfortunately, as The Guide, facing such battles, I inevitably have to bring my junior so he can gain necessary knowledge… Forgive me, Angel Envoys. May your energies bee calm.”
Below, upon hearing Albert’s murmurs, Luo Bo frowned… But at this moment, overwhelming Holy Light energy and angelic attacks gathered in front of Albert.
What he faced was a terrifying ocean of energy… Such a frightening attack made Luo Bo’s plexion change slightly.
Albert did not have any excess movements, simply extended his hand and wrote something in the air with his fingers… It seemed to be a peculiar formula.
The formula wasn’t long, at least before this energy ocean was about to Devour him, he finished it. Albert flicked his hand, shattering the written formula… The attacks that besieged the city vanished instantly!
Is this… is this the strength of Transcendents?
Luo Bo’s pupils slightly contracted.
According to Albert’s statement, he already joined the Transcendents, yet he couldn’t be considered a true Transcendent. At least, before pleting a series of experiments by Albert, he didn’t achieve the true level of Transcendents — at best, he was a quasi-Transcendent.
In amazement, beside Luo Bo, a Holy Light Longsword swiftly and accurately stabbed at him… This was an inevitable strike, executed by an Archangel defending the Holy City.
However, surprising to this Archangel, the Longsword of Holy Light had already struck the enemy — but the opponent’s body instantly deposed into uncountable particle-like… and then aggregated.
The attack was ineffective!
“Are you a Phantom?” The attacking Archangel was shocked.
At this moment, particles reassembled. Luo Bo appeared in front of this Archangel, swiftly swung his arm, tearing across the Archangel’s chest, “I’d say abnormal quantization… though I’m not sure what it exactly counts as.”
The Archangel’s body was instantly torn apart, shattered, and transformed into a golden light that flew back to the depths of the Holy City’s Pool of Sanctity. It last saw the flicker of blue flames in the enemy’s eyes.
Luo Bo frowned, looking at the escaping golden light, he was helpless… These angels could be killed, but they could never be pletely eliminated.
He looked at his palm, gently clasped it… This was the strange ability he gained during his first experiment with Albert on that powerful quantum collider.
His scientific knowledge was insufficient to understand the principles within, only knowing vaguely that it was an ability to shift attacks to another dimension. If it could evolve, according to Albert’s explanation, it seemingly had the potential to interfere with the time axis.
But that power would be far away… Too distant a power was not something Luo Bo was too keen on, but continuous battles would surely enhance his current abilities.
In this Holy City, these powerful angels were perfect sparring partners.
At this moment, the sky above Yunxiao suddenly began to ripple… Twisting ripples started to spread in the sky.
Within those ripples, ugly, terrifying, and fearsome bodies struggled to break free from the whirlpool.
Roaring, the terrifying screams filled the entire Heaven.
Albert glanced up, frowned, and muttered: “Has it begun, the Void Primordial Demon’s feast…”
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“What is that!”
Facing the vast number of terrifying entities above Yunxiao, each exuding an extremely evil aura, Metatron felt an indescribable sensation.
“These intruders actually brought these dangerous things from the void!”
At this moment, Karmiel, who controlled part of the Defense System, had a drastic change in plexion, as it clearly saw that these horrifying Void Primordial Demons’ current target was the Pleading Nation, the dwelling place of the Lord’s followers!
“No, these Primordial Demons want to devour the Prayer Aggregators!!” Archangel Karmiel shouted in horror, but at this time, it was also stretched too thin… Facing the invasion of four Transcendents, there wasn’t an angel in the Saint’s Urbanity that could truly resist them.
“If only Lord Lucifer were still here… They wouldn’t dare to be so presumptuous!”
But… the Star of the Morning Dawn has thoroughly fallen, being the king of Hell.
“Lord Karmiel!!!”
Suddenly, a scream from Metatron… Archangel Karmiel instinctively hesitated for a moment, but in this instant, its body shattered and turned into a golden light, casting back to the depths of the Holy City.
“Hmm, the first Core Point, breached.”
A strong man appeared at the scene, his whole body thick black, with golden hair, bare-chested… At this moment, he threw a punch to the ground!
From this man’s body, a terrifying wave spread as a center point, leveling the surrounding buildings instantly… Hundreds of Lower-Tier Angels turned into golden light in an instant under this wave, while the surroundings were flattened.
The man at this moment shook his wrist and turned his head, “Oh? It actually held up… You, little angel, seem somewhat special,”
“Lord Karmiel…”
In the ruins, Metatron pushed away a huge stone pressing on it, clutching its hurt shoulder, staggering and standing up.
It looked at the place where Archangel Karmiel and other angels were destroyed—just not long ago, they were together learning about knowledge of different dimensions, listening to Archangel Karmiel narrating the deeds of the Lord.
“Beowulf! Don’t stop!”
A voice came at this moment, the black-haired and golden-haired bare-chested man replied, “You go to the left, I’ll finish off this little thing and then head to the next Core Point.”
The talking Transcendent didn’t linger, just dashed through the defenses of numerous lower-tier angels with extreme speed, aiming for a corner of the Holy City.
The black-haired and golden-haired man… Beowulf was now sizing up Metatron, walking slowly, “Oh? Little angel, I see anger and hatred in your eyes. You puppets actually have emotions, and they are impurity for Heaven.”
Metatron gritted its teeth, endured the pain in its injured arm, raised its intact arm, and gathered a longsword of Holy Light.
Ah—!!!
Roaring, Metatron rushed to Beowulf in front of it… But as a newborn angel, its swinging Holy Light Longsword, when struck at Beowulf, actually broke directly!
Metatron’s face changed instantly, and its chest was struck solidly by Beowulf’s punch!
Metatron’s body was fiercely slammed to the ground, the originally shattered urban street, instantly cracked, sinking!
Metatron lost consciousness instantly, lying on the ground, motionless… Beowulf furrowed his brow at the moment, his punch still didn’t shatter this Lower-Tier Angel’s body.
“What’s with this little angel…” Beowulf muttered, again raising his fists, punching down without thinking.
At the moment the punches fell, a weak holy light suddenly lit up on Metatron…
A weak Holy Light transformed into a small light cocoon, which appeared very fragile. Yet, this seemingly weak cocoon unexpectedly resisted Beowulf’s fist.
“What is this?”
Suddenly, an intense divine power burst forth from Metatron’s body… In that brief moment, it reached an extremity, transforming into a gigantic pillar of light, soaring into the sky!!
Within the pillar of light, Metatron’s body gradually ascended. It still seemed to lack conscious awareness, with its head lowered, while behind it, pairs of wings slowly began to bloom.
Six… Ten… Eighteen… Thirty-six!
Thirty-six white wings sprouted from its back!
At this moment, Metatron slowly lifted its head, its face displaying an icy indifference… Metatron gazed at Beowulf and slowly extended its finger.
“God said… Let there be light.”
A sigh-like voice.
The Finger of Light, a weak Holy Light directly pierced through Beowulf’s chest—Beowulf, at this moment, couldn’t even react.
Pierced by the weak Holy Light, his body began to break apart in an instant… Beowulf’s pupils contracted slightly as he incredulously watched his own body disintegrate.
Death.
Unlike an angel’s death where they return to the Pool of Sanctity to be reborned… As transcendents like them, they are like rootless duckweed, when dead, they’re truly dead…
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The enormous pillar of light emerging from the Holy City in Yunxiao startled all the Transcendents instantly, and also several powerful Seraphim below It.
Gabriel, entangled by the Lionheart King, suddenly paused at this moment, turning his gaze to the brilliance released from the Holy City.
Even the Lionheart King stopped, gazing at the appearance of the light pillar with uncertainty and suspicion, “Beowulf actually…”
The light pillar brought not just astonishment but also a massive and terrifying surge of violent divine power… A fearsome power surpassing most of the Transcendents!
“This Holy Light, is it…” Gabriel’s expression tightened.
At the same time, the voice of Uriel, the Flame of God, maneuvering with several Transcendents, simultaneously resonated in Gabriel’s ear, “It’s It! That monster! Has it really returned? The Holy Light Metatron…”
“I don’t know either… But.”
Gabriel’s face darkened, looking towards the Pleading Nation from Yunxiao, “If the Void Primordial Demon invades there, the consequences will be dire… Let’s hope Raphael can hold them off. Michael is on an expedition to a new mainland, so for now, we can only rely on ourselves to protect the Father’s glory.”
Saying this, Gabriel waved the scepter in his hand, facing the difficult opponent, Lionheart King, the face of this divine right-hand displayed a trace of disdain, “Foolish Lionheart King… You will pay the price for your actions.”
“Hey, history is always written by the victors…” The Lionheart King laughed wildly at this moment, suddenly grabbing with both hands, “Infinite… Sword of Victory!!”
Like a whirlwind, relentless, terrifyingly powerful slashes, at this time, crazily swung from the Lionheart King’s hands!
Gabriel’s face was fearless and directly faced them.
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Yunxiao, the realm of the Pleading Nation.
On top of the high tower, a gentle-faced Seraphim was slowly playing the harmonica in his hand… The sound of the harmonica, like holy music, was soothing the soul of every one of the Pleading Nation here.
Let them be quiet, let their fears vanish, the gentle as water harmonica sound was floating in the wind…
It slowly lowered the harmonica in its hand, tilted its head up, its gaze rising, watching the Void Primordial Demons constantly emerging from the interference cracks, a hint of worry appeared on its face.
Not only these Void Primordial Demons—before the Void Primordial Demons, there were several Transcendents.
At the same time, a strong light shot out from the Saint’s Urbanity… It glanced at the light, the worry in its eyes deepened, then sighed, raising its head again, looking into the distance.
“The Pleading Nation is not a place for you to cause chaos… Leave, do not disturb the rest of these Souls.” It said slowly.
“Angel of Life… Raphael, hearing your name doesn’t pare to seeing you.” A hearty laugh simultaneously sounded, ing from a charming man in a red robe who praised, “Your beauty is truly unmatched, this lord has never seen such panache in life.”
The man in the red robe was none other than Lord Longyang.
Besides him, the gathered Transcendents here were numerous… Dong Zhuo, Solomon, Zang Jian, Oda, and also three Transcendents lurking in the shadows.
“Oh? Longyang, are you interested in something again?”
Dong Zhuo, as fat as a mountain of meat, squinted and laughed… In his hand, he held an arm, an angel’s arm.
“In that case, I can only expel you.” Raphael spread his wings slightly and flew off the high tower.
“No rush, let’s play with these little guys first… We captured these Elemental Demons with much effort, a gift especially for your Heaven.” Dong Zhuo licked his lips.
The Transcendents, standing far from the Pleading Nation… Above them, at this moment, a multitude of Void Primordial Demons were diving down crazily!
Not only in the Pleading Nation, ever since these Void Primordial Demons appeared from the interference rift, they have invaded every place in Heaven!
The home of Heaven’s saints, the Saint’s Urbanity, the Pleading Nation… even the sanctuary of the highest Lord in Yunxiao!
Raphael furrowed his brows and waved his arm.
In the Pleading Nation, a large number of angels charged into the sky, confronting these intruders from the dimensional rift… The truly dangerous battle was only now officially beginning.
And since the Transcendents’ invasion, only ten minutes have passed.
…
At this moment, a large number of angels, under the impact of the Void Primordial Demons, fell one after another… Above Yunxiao, the Elemental Demons raged, and one by one, Void Primordial Demons were also slashed by the angels in the body, crashing down.
One Void Primordial Demon, its body was already torn apart, fell into the Pleading Nation.
But it wasn’t entirely dead.
With only half its body left, the demon acted on instinct… Here, there was a large cache of delicious food — the Pleading Nation members with pure and devout faith!
As it dragged its half body, opening its ferocious maw, preparing to bite into the nearest member of the Pleading Nation… its head seemed to be nailed directly to the ground by something.
It became unable to move in an instant.
“These are to be delivered to my master, and you want to eat them without asking, it makes things difficult for me… you beasts.”
On the half-bodied demon, a black mist slowly gathered… It took a human form.
An exquisite face, enchanting eyes capable of soul hooking and soul stealing… an almost perfect form.
A woman, with a snake crown on her head, holding a scepter…
She slowly waved her scepter, and the Elemental Demons that fell into the Pleading Nation didn’t even have a chance to get up, their bodies quickly dried up, finally turning to dust…
“Hmm… I feel like my power is a bit weaker.”
The woman glanced casually, then looked thoughtfully at the sky above Yunxiao, muttering to herself: “Master… seems to have changed?”
She looked at the massive army of Void Primordial Demons, smiled faintly, and tapped the earth with her scepter… A glow slowly moved from under her feet, like a Golden Serpent.
The woman stroked the snake head with her hand, squinting, looking back and forth between the distant Transcendents and the Elemental Demon army.
“So, where to start? Let’s clean up these beasts first, after all, it would be a pity if such good Pleading Nation members were polluted…”
She slowly waved her scepter, pointing to the countless Elemental Demon army, and quietly chanted:
—As the sun sets in Ancient Egypt, revealing the snake of the end of time… I mand you as the last Pharaoh…
But the chanting suddenly stopped, and the Golden Serpent, glowing with Divine Light, lifted its head and spat out a red tongue.
She looked afar.
Amidst the battle between the Angelic Army and the Void Primordial Demons, a strange fluctuation, belonging neither to interference nor Heaven, was slowly birthed.
Space began to twist, twist, and within the vortex, a gigantic body was being slowly pulled out of the vortex…
When it pletely emerged from the vortex, appearing before her, Raphael, and Longyang Lord among other Transcendents, it was a massive body, ten meters tall.
Female form, with unfolded light wings behind, not like a creature, but resembling some kind of crafted giant puppet.
[Detected Different Kind… Large quantity… Requesting elimination… Requesting elimination… No response to request… Entering autonomous judgment mode… Annihilation Mode activated… Annihilation system loaded… Loading plete… Start.]
[LA——!]
The gigantic, peculiar puppet slightly spread its hands, emitting a chanting-like sound.
The sound brought forth a scarlet light wave, slicing straight towards the continuous descent of the Void Primordial Demons. Under the sweep of the red beam, the demons instantly turned to ashes…
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