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Michael was perplexed, unwilling to listen to Hypocrisy’s crafty lies any longer. His eyes glowed golden, destroying Wayne’s head and torso, then he waved his hand to stir the Holy Fla, burning the shattered body to ash.

"The power of God is so mighty. You can’t even withstand a single glance from , yet you incessantly preach to . How utterly ignorant you are."

Having dealt with Wayne, Michael looked towards Hexuno amidst the ruins of the Holy Temple, seeing his unchanged and calm deanor. A cold smile crept upon his face: "The sa ignorance, your ambition..."

"Your ambition ends here!" x2

Who is speaking? Why is it emphasized?

Michael looked around, trying to sense what was there, and was startled upon realizing the voice was identical to Wayne’s, causing his brows to furrow tightly.

"What is happening?" x2

"..." x2

Michael’s pupils constricted, gold flas flickering in his eyes with a hint of fear, sensing the sacred golden brilliance no longer commanding, as he looked up towards the sky.

The golden ocean was covered by a foam-like white, resembling hypertrophic tissue sticking to the sea surface. As the white foam wriggled, this tumor-like white flesh split open vertically, revealing a gigantic Magic Eye overlooking from high above.

White raindrops fell rhythmically, contaminating and assimilating crystal or plants the mont they touched, even the space within Crystal Heaven wasn’t spared, everything was tainted with a pale hue.

Michael watched in horror at the gigantic Great Eyeball, violently burning his aura, incinerating the approaching pale raindrops to ashes.

Within the ruins of the Holy Temple, white raindrops hit the ground, gathering into writhing twisted forms.

They were living beings but lacked fixed shape, extending tentacles to perceive the outside world, simultaneously targeting Heya.

"???"

The Seraph was pursued relentlessly by the Tentacle Monster, her face turning pale from fright.

Hexuno rolled his eyes, resolute in his decision to throw the Walking Lust into the Rebirth Holy Spring.

Nearby, a tentacle attacked, slithering like a sticky tongue licking Hexuno’s face. As he didn’t respond, it lost interest in licking at random, joining the Tentacle Monster troops to chase the only moving figure in the field.

Bang bang!

The heartbeat-like sounds resonated within Crystal Heaven, the source was ubiquitous, the voices unified.

The space here was subrged in paleness, the assimilation completed with corruption, tearing open lines of spatial fissures, giant tentacles protruding, with ends morphing into pale hands, reaching for Michael from all directions.

Michael, bathed in white storm, swung two swords and a spear—the Three Divine Artifacts—completely slicing the incoming tentacles. His golden aura blazed furiously, countless tentacles collapsed to the ground, strong like a War God.

High above, the Great Eyeball did not make logical reasoning at first attempt but tried infiltrating the tenth layer of the golden ocean, ending in failure.

The golden ocean drawn by Michael’s key was rely a projection, not the actual manuscript of the Heavenly Father, only upon entering Heaven’s tenth layer could Wayne attain Hexuno’s dowry.

"On this view, you are inferior to Pride; you don’t even qualify as a caretaker but as for him..."

"Hehehehe————"

A clump of white foam pierced the blazing Holy Fla, dyeing it pale. The erupting white virus sward downward, entangled Michael’s limbs and torso, infiltrating beneath his skin through mouth, nose, ears, eyes, and skin.

At the sa ti, the Spear of the Wheel of Ti, Oath Sword, Sword of Covenant were also wrapped by white tentacles.

Echoing howls lingered, with Michael’s received power rapidly stripped away.

The source of power was blocked by the Great Eyeball, and the power within him was swiftly taken, his own transformation began, gradually morphing into sothing no longer himself; the balance within Michael collapsed, plunging into infinite fear and anger.

He didn’t understand what went wrong, why he, possessing divine power, was so easily defeated.

Balance!

A light brightened in Michael’s eyes; yes, the enemy had just ntioned that he lacked the balance within, with the Seven Virtues far stronger than the Seven Deadly Sins, his strength was built like a stack of blocks, easily toppled with a slight touch.

Seven Deadly Sins!

He needed the corresponding Seven Deadly Sins!

Swish!

A flash of gold and Michael’s figure disappeared from the spot, leaving behind parts of his corrupted body and mind, only taking with him a Heart of an Angel, parts of his spinal cord and brain.

The white foam raged wildly, dissolving the remaining parts of Michael before dispersing.

A tentacle extracted a crucifix-shaped key from The Void, handing it to the Great Eyeball above.

A white figure erged from the black pupil mbrane, writhing its boneless arms, grasping the key in its hand; even though it didn’t retain the Three Divine Artifacts and Michael, it stripped the key for entry from the Spear of the Wheel of Ti.

"Run?"

"This is Heaven, where can you run to?"

"Hehehehe————"

Amidst cheerful laughter, the white foam devoured the corrupted space, cascading downwards from the Ninth Layer Crystal Heaven, penetrating the Eighth Layer, Seventh Layer, Sixth Layer...

The most favored angel by the Heavenly Father, the heir prophesied, would die and resurrect, akin to human yet not human, the Saint Heir of the God of the Mortal Realm’s descendant brought into Heaven, and on this day, Heaven experienced an earth-shattering transformation.

Everything turned even paler!

————

Within the ivory peaks, the Six-winged Holy Dragon opened its gold-dragon eyes, looking around in terror.

The world was malignantly transforming, the space was diseased, a powerful corruptive force eroded Heaven, ordinary angels perhaps unable to sense, but Lar, as Archangel, acutely sensed the anomaly.

"What is happening, did Michael enter the tenth layer?"

Swish!

Gold spots gathered within.

The golden spinal cord assembled a skeleton in mid-air, the beating heart stretched blood vessels outward, parts of the brain writhing and expanding, within a short ti producing flesh and internal organs.

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