Chapter 1511: Chapter 489: Wayne: Pride—Heaven Is Short One Vice-Regent, So What Now? (Part 3)
At first glance it seems codic, but upon reflection, the core is tragic.
Upon learning that the Heavenly Father had prophesied a Saint Heir, and that the Saint Heir was not him, Pride felt deeply dissatisfied. He did not dare to criticize the Heavenly Father’s judgnt, begrudgingly acknowledging Wayne’s identity.
Acknowledgnt ≠ Recognition.
Pride was extrely annoyed and jealous of Wayne, wishing he could tear him to pieces imdiately, then disguise himself as Wayne to replace him.
Several tis he considered doing so but decided against it at the last mont.
Wayne, being the Saint Heir and the heir specifically nad by the Heavenly Father, could neither be killed nor imprisoned.
But doing nothing also made him very unhappy; his thoughts were in disorder, even finding amusent was enormously tedious. After much consideration, he reasoned that since the Heavenly Father did not tell him about the prophecy or the existence of the Saint Heir, perhaps it was reasonable for him, who stood against Heaven as the Great Devil of Hell, to trip up a wild Saint Heir?
Reasonable enough.
Lust, go, get people to entangle that lustful devil.
This is the reason behind Pride’s various abnormal contradictions in Wayne’s eyes. Pride himself didn’t know how to deal with the Saint Heir; one mont he was fiercely resentful, unable to coexist under the sa sky, the next mont obedient and helpless, secretly holding onto a sinister plan, but it was limited to attacking the Saint He’s personal life and reputation.
At this mont, Pride was again trapped in intense contradictions, to kill or not to kill, that was the question.
Killing was definitely not an option; not killing… what if it gets exposed?
Pride regretted intensely, just having been provoked to explosion by Michael, he inadvertently let Wayne sneak into The First Abyss and sit in a special seat.
Now that his identity was exposed, everything was too late.
Wayne looked at Pride in shock, wanting to know who, after all, was the heir chosen by the Heavenly Father.
Through Michael’s various performances, he speculated that Hexuno was the inheritor chosen by the Heavenly Father, and that Michael and Lar had concealed the truth of the prophecy, leading to this chaos in Heaven.
But now…
Michael’s last words when leaving carried profound details.
Who exactly was the Saint Heir, Hexuno or Pride… no, was it really Michael?
Thinking about it, Hexuno seed more likely; the Divine Throne reacted to her, undeniable like iron-clad evidence. Perhaps Pride was more suitable to inherit the family business than Hexuno, but… Pride wasn’t human, and the reincarnated human body had already been destroyed.
A new problem, does destruction an loss of qualification?
Wayne was full of questions, looking down around him, he only saw the skeleton of a Sacred Dragon.
Lar was dead, Michael was ubiquitous, the only two Seraphs who knew the truth of the prophecy died unexpectedly, and Lar was the only Seraph who could translate the prophecy.
“What are you two rushing off for, couldn’t you have said one more word?”
Wayne sighed and lanted, and now everyone considered him the Saint Heir—he claid he wasn’t, but couldn’t find a single witness.
These children of the Heavenly Father must have all been out of their minds!
Wayne shook his head and sighed, seeing Pride looking at him expressionlessly, scratching his head: “Amazing, so you are Michael, the Strongest Angel has always been in Hell, leading the wicked Seven Deadly Sins against Heaven, and you even lost the battle, you suffered unjustly.”
Pft!
Pride felt as if stabbed in the chest; his whole face twisted instantly, suppressing his fury as he said: “It’s none of your business, you hypocritical bastard, get back to your Heaven.”
“You an, I can go?” Wayne asked, leaning forward.
“Yes, you can…”
Pride’s face was complicated, nodding with difficulty: “Don’t speak of it outside, I must exist, I must lead the Seven Deadly Sins to intimidate Heaven, and let the Seven Virtues have their value; only with the existence of the Seven Deadly Sins and Hell can the world understand the goodness of the Seven Virtues, and be grateful for the Father’s gifts.”
“That’s all?”
“Hmm.”
“Michael, think about it, now Yeloin, that is, our dad, is not ho, I call the shots at ho, you lead the Seven Virtues to intimidate Heaven, people will no longer be grateful to the Heavenly Father but to …”
Wayne raised his eyebrows: “Are you sure you want to work hard for and not be rewarded, while all the benefits go to ?”
Pride: ╰⋛⋋‸⋌⋚╯
Suddenly not so sure!
Pride looked complexedly at Wayne, hearing the Father’s true na for the first ti, feeling more jealous of Wayne, a voice in his mind telling him, as long as he kills Wayne now, he would still be the favored child.
Even pretending to be Wayne, directly going to Heaven as the Saint Heir would not be impossible.
After a while, Pride released his fist, powerless: “I confirm, quickly get out, I don’t want to see you.”
You really are sothing!
Wayne raised his eyebrows, probing slightly, imdiately sensing Pride’s persistence in Hell had another secret. Making Heaven great again was one aspect, but Pride had a more important mission.
Why did the Heavenly Father want Pride to stay in Hell?
Wayne doesn’t leave imdiately, probing: “Did the Heavenly Father tell you a prophecy, about the Doomsday Judgnt prophecy?”
“Doomsday Judgnt…”
Pride fell into contemplation: “I don’t know, I only know there is a very special day, until that day cos I can…”
Halfway through his words, Pride no longer spoke further. He gave Wayne a stern glance, urging him to quickly leave.
If you don’t leave now, you’ll stay in Hell forever, suffering eternally under the Succubus’s harassnt.
Wayne wasn’t worried at all, he just liked seeing Pride discontented yet helpless. He asked: “I am the Saint Heir, the Heavenly Father’s leader of Heaven, you are the manager of Hell’s division, I have the right to command you, don’t I?”
“Heh.”
Pride responded with a cold smile, stepping forward two steps and grabbing Wayne’s collar: “Hypocritical guy, what are you, I put up with you everywhere only because of the Father, do you think you can command ! Dare to point fingers at again, believe , I’ll kill you right now?”
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