In the instant of entering Heaven, Uriel’s aura faintly grew a bit stronger.
He had already regained all his power in the Mortal World. The current strength of his aura was unrelated to actual power; it was a strength of the spirit, simply called confidence.
He believed in the power of Michael that lay deep within his heart, and through continued belief beca confident.
Apart from that, a golden light approached from the distant heavens, descending in front of Uriel. As the brilliant light dissipated, it revealed a golden spear with a divine and commanding appearance.
The Spear of Thorns!
The Four Great Archangels all had their own exclusive Divine Artifacts, representing their command over the Four Great Angel Legions. For Uriel, the Spear of Thorns combined with the triple pair of Seraph wings ford a cross, marking Uriel’s Angel Legion.
Hexuno also had her own exclusive Divine Artifact. As her aura rapidly grew, almost equaling Uriel’s, a golden light ca striking in, seized firmly in her grasp.
Behind Hexuno, her six wings unfolded, and in her hand, the divine sword called ’Judgnt’, in the shape of a cross-scale.
The mont she grasped the Sword of Judgnt, the divine might of the Archangel towering above the legion returned, and the stigmata on the tip of her tongue shone again.
At the sa ti, Heya sensed the pressure of leadership.
"Gulp!"
Heya swallowed quietly, looking at the glittering Hexuno, then at Kiraal and Vikul, who had similarly regained their power with rapidly rising auras, her pupils suddenly contracted and dilated.
The Seven Virtues had regained their own power and also their exclusive Divine Artifacts, which was understandable, but little Bidi... the nun, what was she doing?
Sensing her own power increasing bit by bit, Heya vaguely understood sothing.
A strong suffocating feeling struck her heart. Her survival instinct made her clutch Wayne’s sleeve, her voice tinged with tears, "Archangel, you are too indulging with the little nun. That is the Sword of Judgnt, your keepsake, and also your credential to command Hexuno’s Angel Legion. How can you easily entrust it to a mortal nun?"
Saying this, her big, watery eyes blinked repeatedly.
Archangel, please, retrieve the Sword of Judgnt quickly; the Seraph cannot bear this sight.
"Heya, no, in Heaven you should be addressed as Frey... but I still prefer to call you He..."
"Archangel, say sothing!" Heya was almost dying of urgency.
"I have been speaking, and, you interrupted again."
Wayne patted away the hand on his sleeve and pointed at Hexuno, "Co, recite with , He——xu——no——"
"..."
"Your silence is deafening, though you didn’t speak, but I know, you recited it in your heart."
Wayne patted Heya’s shoulder, his face serious, "I repeat, for the plight you are in today, I bear a tiny amount of responsibility. If you don’t intend to die, stay within my sight."
Heya: (꒪⌓꒪;)
So, who are you?
Swish!
Golden light surged, the Sword of Judgnt descended.
Heya imdiately went pale and tightly shut her eyes, secretly thinking to herself, I’m done for.
Two seconds later, squinting very slightly, she glanced ahead. Wayne had ford his fingers into a sword to block the Sword of Judgnt, his towering figure shielding her firmly behind him.
"Hexuno, you promised , you wouldn’t trouble Heya."
"Lord Son of the Holy, her deanor is too vulgar, it is Lust incarnate, I cannot allow her to stay by your side." Hexuno’s face was all business, with absolutely no personal grudges.
"It’s not her fault for looking vulgar, there’s no need for such punishnt, let it go."
Wayne pushed away the Sword of Judgnt, clasped his hands together, "Give so face, from now on I’ll keep an eye on The Walking Lust, ensuring she won’t spread her obscene lustful wind everywhere."
Hexuno’s eyelid twitched slightly, "Lord Son of the Holy, do you also wish to redeem Frey using the thod you redeed ?"
"What if I do?"
"Death!"
Hexuno placed the sword horizontally in front of her, feeling ashad to say that she sensed the lustful wind would first blow down the Saint Heir.
Impossible, she would not allow the Saint Heir’s sacred body to be tainted by the Seraph!
"Tsk, in our Hell, this behavior is usually called envy. With the latest update, it can also be called clowning."
"..."x2
Hexuno silently sheathed the Sword of Judgnt, admitting that for a fleeting mont, her intention to kill Frey had a touch of personal interest, not rely a public duty to eliminate lust around Saint Heir, but driven ninety percent by possessiveness.
Such an indecent figure, what if the Saint Heir becos enamored with Frey and no longer draws close to her?
This was difficult to speak of, sothing Hexuno couldn’t articulate, so she defined it as a virus of the Seven Deadly Sins. She was helpless against Wayne, and could only glare intensely at Heya, warning her not to offend the Saint Heir.
The Saint Heir cannot even think of it, nor can he have it!
Thinking this, Hexuno narrowed her eyes, "Go to the Rebirth Holy Spring, there Frey can restore her angelic form."
The so-called angelic form is to grow freely, to develop the subjective initiative on the basis of big eyeballs and wings, straying in all kinds of bizarre and peculiar ways.
The Reincarnated Angel descends to the Mortal World, returns to the Kingdom of Heaven through the Rebirth Holy Spring, and still needs to soak in the Rebirth Holy Spring.
Similar to the Reincarnation Altar of Pride, essentially the sa aning.
The difference is that Pride’s reincarnation is not complete, transforming only the avatar, whereas the angels’ reincarnation is more thorough, descending wholly to the Mortal World, turned into human infants.
After reclaiming all their power, the Reincarnated Angel returns to Heaven, soaking in the Holy Spring to restore their forr appearance.
Because the body is human, the transformation process can only be considered extre, and even restoring the forr appearance cannot change the essence of human flesh, so after Hexuno soaked in the Holy Spring, what is tainted remains tainted, what is of Wayne’s shape remains of Wayne’s shape, with no turning back.
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