"So, it seems she didn’t lie?"
Mohe shook his head: "I can’t make a judgnt."
"Is that so?" Doro gave Mohe a deep look, and Mohe t his gaze candidly, for this ti she truly hadn’t done anything.
"Charlette, Feiker, do you acknowledge the words of the Evil Spirit?"
The two girls both shook their heads. They were suspicious of the Evil Spirit from the beginning, but then again, what exactly is the so-called Evil Spirit trying to prove by lying?
There’s no use pondering these things now.
"In the end, the investigation in the Celestial Realm didn’t an much at all!" Doro sighed, "From the very beginning, the place we needed to investigate was actually only one, right?"
Mohe smiled and nodded: "You’re right, my dear master. From the beginning, the only place we needed to investigate was the Goddess’s corpse. There, we can find all the answers."
"Then why did you have us gather information this way?"
"I was just a bit curious about the civilization and life created by the Goddess. If you had this need, I would have taken you there from the start."
She spoke as if it had nothing to do with her, but Doro wouldn’t bla Mohe at such a ti. He rely looked at the path revealed symbolically by Mohe, watching as angels continuously flew in from other clouds and then were "pushed back" by Mohe’s pollution.
"Let’s go. Since this was our original goal, there’s no need to waste ti." As he said this, he suddenly turned to Mohe, "The so-called ti scale of the Celestial Realm and the ground should be the sa, right?"
"It should be... I haven’t felt the ti change."
In less than five minutes, the group arrived at the very center of the world.
There was a huge cathedral here.
Even grander than Mohe’s once-magnificent palace.
"My, Julia, this is a bit extravagant. Even my palace wasn’t this big. Does she think she’s truly magnificent?"
Jade adorned every item within this space, even the steps looked sacred and luxurious.
"This must be decorated by the followers for Julia," Mohe said. "Julia personally preferred wooden decor—ah, but after so many years, perhaps her tastes have changed. It’s hard for to comnt."
This enormous cathedral appeared surprisingly empty inside.
The group walked forward until they reached the very center of the cathedral.
"Welco to your arrival! Demon King and Hero from the ground!"
A voice filled with purity and vitality echoed throughout this cathedral.
Everyone looked towards the direction of the voice and saw a coffin in that place, and outside the coffin stood a man clad in a white robe.
"Pope..."
Charlette recognized the robe imdiately, knowing it was the robe of the Pope of the White Church... indeed, everything about the White Church seed to be moved from this race in the Celestial Realm, perhaps even guided by the Goddess herself, yet... so contradictory.
"Everyone, I am indeed the Pope of this world, the most faithful servant of the Goddess, executor of the God Will, the magnificent Twelve-winged Angel! Novan."
This man held a scepter and spread his arms. Behind him, six pairs of wings radiated a dazzling brilliance, even his halo was different from other angels; his halo was golden.
Mohe stepped forward: "So, Pope, were you waiting for us here?"
"Of course!"
Novan imdiately replied: "I have known long ago that you all would co here, and also knew that the plan would reach the ti for activation. This is God’s will. Even if God is dead, I will offer my final, utmost faithfulness to my God! God’s glory will shine across the land! You’ve made a wrong decision!"
Even Mohe frowned: "What?"
"The mont you stepped into this cathedral!"
The scepter slamd onto the ground, and infinite Divine Power surged.
At that mont, Mohe seed to have realized sothing and imdiately attempted to traverse space.
However, she failed.
The so-called power of faith swirled here, with the Goddess’s power interrupting Mohe’s, or rather, neutralizing Mohe’s power. Sothing akin to a barrier was born here, sealing off the entire cathedral.
And then, the Pope shattered.
Before their eyes, he shattered completely.
The scene looked absurd as if it was unclear what the opponent aid to achieve by activating this chanism—but Mohe’s serious expression made even Doro grow alert.
Charlette and Feiker were no different.
Inside the coffin behind where the Pope stood monts ago, the Goddess rose up.
"The years of sincere faith in the Goddess by the Celestial Realm transford into blessings capable of killing the Goddess’s self-will. At this mont, the power of this blessing beca a prison for this cathedral, one could say it is the blessing itself... Mr. Doro, how long will it take you to break through here?"
Doro shook his head: "If it matches your strength, it would take a considerable ti to break it with brute force."
"...Evil Spirit, is this your plan?"
Mohe looked towards the standing corpse.
The corpse then spoke: "Plan? No, this is not my plan, this is Julia’s plan. An ordained holy war ant to cleanse the world, you should have killed all the angels first because the holy war is about to begin."
"Holy war..."
The corpse nodded and casually sat on the coffin: "Yes, the holy war is about to start. Initially, Julia planned a grand cleansing holy war for the ground world and configured the angels with such weapons to wipe out all the beings who tread the wrong paths or were impure. However, to say this plan was devised solely by Julia is incorrect; it was the love of many believers that influenced her thoughts—they loved her, they wouldn’t allow a world where soone did not love Julia to exist, they wouldn’t allow a world where beings were not loyal to Julia. Places where faith did not reach? They would simply be cleansed... Of course, Julia freed herself from such influences and alleviated the believers’ ’wishes’ by creating the White Church on the ground in a gentler manner. But ultimately, Julia died."
She chuckled disdainfully: "Since the resister of such wishes has died, such desires naturally continue. The kind Mr. Pope before us was indeed one of Julia’s most faithful followers, so he himself was part of this fervor, yet also its victim. From the mont Julia died, he sent others away, waiting here for your arrival to trap you here—in just five days, the angels will cleanse the ground world. That way, only a touch of pure white will remain above and below ground. Such pure white is exactly what the angels desire."
Mohe spread her hands: "And after such a plan?"
She looked puzzled: "Cleansing the ground’s beings, and then? Can they kill us? If not, I can return to the ground and create nurous species again, is this so remarkable endeavor? Could this plan be executed again?"
Compared to Mohe’s confusion, Doro evidently did not want to see such things happen: "Evil Spirit, did you tell those words just to bring us here?"
"Of course, my dear Hero, it was to bring you here—after all, only after you enter, can we negotiate."
"What do you want to negotiate?"
"Here, my power, your power, the Demon King’s power, combined, should be able to defeat the blessing’s power and exit here, stopping everything—so it cos down to your choice, Hero... If you wish to save the people on the ground, you must cooperate with , and what I want is to kill all the angels. To make sure the blessing disappears from the world entirely. Simply put, it’s a choice between the Celestial Realm and the ground. However, I think you won’t need to struggle to choose since the Celestial Realm has nothing to do with you; you’re of the ground."
She smiled: "I believe this forms the basis of our cooperation. As for the Demon King... do you wish to join us?"
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