"Michael, how dare you flaunt your strength before the Lord Son of the Holy!" Hexuno held his sword, blocking in front of the Divine Throne, his eyes filled with shock and terror to the extre.
"My goodness, these are demons!"
The remaining four of the Seven Virtues were stunned at first, then scrambled to stand beside Hexuno, drawing their weapons pointed at Michael.
"Michael, are you mad?"
Uriel’s facial features twisted, shouting hoarsely, "Put away your weapon, this is the Holy Garden, God’s dwelling place, not the Starry Heaven where you can show off your might."
Amidst the loyalty was a hint of schadenfreude, madly praising Michael’s Pride, and hoping his good brother would put in even more effort.
Uriel had self-awareness, he had always been the one leading the charge against the Lord Son of the Holy, mocking and ridiculing countless tis in person. Without soone surpassing him, his days ahead were predictable.
Death could be spared, but a fate worse than death!
He thought he was beyond saving, but unexpectedly, headstrong as Michael was, he turned out to be even more arrogant than Pride itself, pointing a sword at the Saint Heir, speaking defiantly, saving him in the process.
Truly a brother!
Uriel was moved to the point of tears.
How can I not be! x2
Kiraal and Vikul also felt invigorated, seeing this as an opportunity to showcase their loyalty, not retreating a single step even when facing a being like a god.
"You fools, you believe everything Hexuno says, the Divine Throne has been defiled by the Devil, yet you point your weapons at ..."
Michael squinted, not taking the few of the Seven Virtues in his heart. As long as he could expose the mask of the Lord of Hypocrisy to reveal its true demonic form, he could still stand on the moral high ground.
The key was Hexuno, the most favored Angel had not yet secured the qualification to enter the tenth level, everything was still on ti; if he didn’t kill Hexuno today, everything would be over.
Michael’s intent to kill surged, he wanted to kill Hexuno in the Holy Garden to prove that he was the Father’s most excellent child, the only qualified heir.
"Michael, put down your weapon, the Lord Son of the Holy is rciful to all beings, possessing a magnanimity beyond human comprehension, and will surely forgive the sins you have committed." Uriel said loudly.
A bit deliberate, received the strong support of Kiraal and Vikul.
"Fool, you know clearly he’s the Devil, it was you who told ." Michael mocked.
"Shut up, don’t talk nonsense here!"
Uriel sternly rebuked, unable to take in a word of such slanderous remarks.
Those who understand, understand; it was clearly the Lord Son of the Holy deliberately sullied himself, using the na of the Hypocrisy of the Seven Deadly Sins to gift the path of redemption; he was so foolish, his wisdom incomparable to even a ten-thousandth of the Lord Son of the Holy, hence unable to discern the truth.
Now he had awakened!
Milia spoke up, "Michael, there’s no devil here, the Divine Throne responds to the Lord Son of the Holy, he is the prophesied Saint Heir, you’ve seen it too, it’s still not too late to admit your mistakes."
"You are also a fool..."
The Divine Throne did not respond to the Devil, it responded to Hexuno, after she left, the Holy Light disappeared.
Michael concluded the correct answer in his mind, taking a deep breath, his eyes shining with golden light, said with a deep voice, "Since you are obstinate, I will let you see clearly what exactly is on the Divine Throne, human or ghost!"
"Michael has gone mad, don’t let him get close to the Saint Heir!"
Uriel roared, charging forward with his spear at the lead.
Flas burned fiercely around him, vaguely forming a shadow of the Crucifix, the spear tip tearing through the air with a buzz, stabbing directly at Michael’s murderous face.
Clang!
Without seeing any movent from Michael, the Oath Sword descended from above, the two divine weapons clashed, and after a brief stalemate, Uriel flew out in response to the impact.
The space in the Crystal Heaven was exceptionally stable, the Holy Temple had indestructible properties.
Elsewhere, the confrontation between two Archangels would be enough to collapse the space into the primal Four Elents: earth, fire, water, and wind. But in the Holy Temple, it didn’t even manage to break a single wall where Uriel had flown out.
Michael spread his wings charging toward the Divine Throne, the two divine swords positioned on either side, residual light disappeared instantly, and three silhouettes followed in Uriel’s footsteps.
Once again proving that Heaven and Hell are exactly the sa, both led by one dragging six.
Similarly, as the Seven Virtues, the four of Uriel exerted all their strength to showcase loyalty before the Saint Heir, yet through their actions proved just how outstanding Michael was.
Clang!
The Oath Sword descended, Hexuno was right in front of the Saint Heir, holding up the Sword of Judgnt in defense.
The instant the two divine swords clashed, Hexuno instinctively felt a terrifying force strike, her arms trembled, her eyes filled with shock.
Michael was much stronger than she imagined!
"You should know, I’m now beyond just a god-like being..."
Seeing Hexuno’s embarrassnt and shock, the chill on Michael’s face dissipated significantly, proudly saying, "Your sche is quite good, you put in effort, I have seen your growth, for the sake of your goals sacrificing your purity, Hexuno, you are getting closer to ."
"Michael, I never desired the position of Vice-Regent!" Hexuno gritted her teeth, steadfastly saying.
"Indeed, your ambition has never been the Vice-Regent of the Kingdom of Heaven." Michael’s brows furrowed, instantly breaking defenses.
Amidst, sweeping winds approached, four beams of light arrived concurrently, surrounding Michael from four directions.
Buzzzzzzz——
The Spear of the Wheel of Ti radiated golden holiness, its sweeping light as substantive as reality, each intangible giant hand capturing the Four Elents in mid-air; no matter how they struggled, they couldn’t shake the golden light one bit.
As Michael squinted slightly, the golden brilliance from the Spear of the Wheel of Ti transford into four crucifixes, imprisoning the Four Elents within, lining them up and sealing them in the center of the great hall.
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