Chapter 1046: Nine Archangels
Chapter 1046: Nine Archangels
"Hmph!"
Receiving a look from Guard Captain that was two parts suspicion, three parts shock, and five parts disbelief, Pope Hundred-Eyes couldn't help but sneer, then shot Director Capricorn a scornful smile.
Fate Amara, Wisdom Kesi, Suffering Jidulin, Emotion Modi, Miracle Xindo, Dream Guie, Smile Vaye, Time Kule, and Strength Ouya.
Among the Nine Archangels and their corresponding races, Fate is unalterable yet weak, while the Hesper Angel, second only to Fate, is born with the wisdom to see through everything, making them the greatest race in Heaven's Mountain.
Once a symbol of wisdom myself, could I not know that declaring war on the Abyss is a foolish act? Since I already know we can't win, there must be a reason for my persistence.
As the highest-ranking angel, second only to the Hesper Angel, and one of the most wise beings in Heaven's Mountain, my wisdom is far beyond the comprehension of a fool like you.
Ignoring Director Capricorn's complex gaze, Pope Hundred-Eyes retracted his bat-like wings, which had been fluttering with pleasure, and looked up at the Nine Archangels with a proud expression.
"Heretics, come down and kneel before me. Let me, as the representative of my Lord, bestow upon you the highest glory!"
"???" x9
"..."
Seeing Pope Hundred-Eyes' confident and imposing back, Director Capricorn's lips twitched violently, and a strange expression of both discomfort and relief appeared on his face.
I was overthinking it. This guy isn't pretending to be wise; he's genuinely this stupid. If he had more than two brain grooves, he wouldn't be this reckless.
"What nonsense are you spouting?"
Looking down at the arrogant Pope Hundred-Eyes, the Thousand-Eyed Angel, standing to the left of the young angel, couldn't help but show his anger. The thousand eyes on his face, which could make anyone with trypophobia faint, all glared at Pope Hundred-Eyes.
"In front of you stands Fate Amara! The great being who, during the Final Judgment, has the right to speak on behalf of all living creatures! The most..."
"Before you stands the one who restored order to the chaotic Heaven's Mountain, the one who guided countless heretics back to the path of my Lord, the one who, in recognition of your past efforts in suppressing the Abyss, forgave your past and saved you nine heretics, the one personally saved by my Lord, the sole pope of the Aon Church!"
With a voice twice as loud as the Thousand-Eyed Angel's, Pope Hundred-Eyes shouted back, then, seeing the heretics who, despite being saved, showed no gratitude and dared to resist the glory of Aon, he flew toward the young angel in a rage, shouting fiercely:
"Born-evil, despicable heretics! I will personally... ah!"
Flashing in front of the young angel, Strength Angel, who had two extra pairs of thick arms, punched Pope Hundred-Eyes unconscious, then, holding the unconscious pope, asked with a frown:
"Amara, what's wrong with him? Did he damage his brain from absorbing too much Malignant Sludge?"
"No, what he said just now seems to be genuine."
Staring at Pope Hundred-Eyes' face for a moment, the young angel's face, veiled by a thin veil, showed a serious expression. She said, somewhat puzzled:
"Destiny has told me that he was once briefly taken out of Heaven's Mountain and accidentally encountered something, which polluted his fate, transforming him into his current state. The answer..."
Her delicate neck twisted slightly, and her crystal-clear eyes focused precisely on the face full of bewilderment, her tone soft yet firm:
"Human, disguised as one of my people, destiny's trail tells me that you know the reason for all this. Please tell me the truth."
“……”
After glancing at the unconscious Pope Hundred-Eyes, Capricorn Director, whose identity had been exposed, couldn't help but smack his lips, a hint of hesitation showing on his face.
Although he wasn't opposed to explaining the reason, the matter was indeed quite complicated, and he wasn't sure where to start... Perhaps he could begin with his selection as Capricorn Director fifty years ago?
“Not... good!!!”
Unfortunately, before Capricorn Director could decide where to begin, the Purple-Skinned Angels, bewildered by the sudden turn of events, quickly snapped back to their senses and let out a furious roar at the bewildered Nine Archangels.
“Heretics! These heretics have captured the Pope!!!”
“Kill them! Rescue the Pope!”
“Eliminate the nine heretics! Heaven's Mountain belongs to the Aon Church!”
“May our Lord protect us! These heretics must be purified!”
Under the stunned gazes of the Nine Archangels, as Strength Angel Ouya captured the Pope, who seemed to have been possessed by Malignant Sludge, the thousands of angels near the peak of Heaven's Mountain fell into a hysterical frenzy, howling as they charged towards the summit.
“No? You must be mistaken!”
Hearing the numerous strange slogans, the young angel took a step back, her crystal-clear eyes filled with shock as she reminded them:
“I am Amara, Fate Amara!”
“We're here to fight you, Amara!!!”
“???”
“They seem to have lost their reason after absorbing the Malignant Sludge.”
Watching the Nine Archangels charge towards them, the six-winged, thousand-eyed Hesper Angel couldn't help but frown and say:
“Gwee, Modi, help them calm down.”
“Sure.”
“Alright.”
Upon hearing the thousand-eyed angel's words, the Dream Angel, shrouded in a misty veil, and the Emotion Angel, with her single blind eye, stepped forward.
The Dream Angel extended her arm from the veil, gently pulling at its corner to summon a portion of the Dream Realm, overlaying it onto the reality of Heaven's Mountain, enveloping the thousands of angels in a dream.
The Emotion Angel then opened her blind eye, her expression calm as she scanned the dream-ensnared angels. All the intense emotions sparked by the Pope's capture were forcibly extracted from their wills and vanished instantly as her blind eye closed, leaving no trace behind.
“……” x N.
“People, listen to me!”
Once the angels had calmed down, their rage shattered and their target lost, the young angel glanced at the thousand-eyed angel and gently touched her throat, her voice distant as she called out:
“Is the one who has awakened you from madness truly the so-called Lord Leon?”
Hearing her call, the half-dreaming, half-awake angels couldn't help but shudder.
No... it's the Pope, but...
“Think carefully. Besides the so-called miracles, have you ever truly seen him?”
“...”
No... I've never seen our Lord, but...
“Have you seen his face with your own eyes? Have you heard his voice with your own ears? Have you touched his flesh with your own hands?”
“...”
I... I haven't... I haven't done any of these things?
Seeing the Purple-Skinned Angels gradually calm down under the influence of her [Fate] and Hesper's [Wisdom], the young angel let out a long breath and spoke softly:
“Think carefully. Is the so-called Lord Leon truly real, or...”
“Hahaha! Pope!”
Just as Amara was about to ask her final question and prepare to gather the power of four of the Nine Archangels to erase the existence of “Lord Leon” from the hearts of the angels, a shrill, loud laugh suddenly erupted from the aperture to the Abyss.
Under the astonished gazes of the Nine Archangels, a fat fly, the size of a calf, buzzed out of the Abyss aperture. Before it could stabilize, it unleashed the overwhelming aura of the Sin Demon God, its eyes filled with joy as it shouted:
“The great Lord Leon has completely ruled the Abyss! Our Lord is about to lead the other orig... Oh crap?!!!”
(End of Chapter)
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