Chapter 293: Six-Winged Angel, Submitting Was Really Flagrant
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“Who has summoned me?”
A voice full of dignified might rang, and a dazzling golden beam of light fell from the dimensional gate above the pope’s head.
Boom!
An extremely tyrannical aura spread out from the golden light beam, like fierce golden tidal waves sweeping in all directions.
Thud!
Thud!
The Knights of Light on the Holy Mountain of Light were pressed uncontrollably on the ground. They could not raise their heads at all as they trembled in extreme horror.
Even the Holy Maiden of Light and other high figureheads, half-deities who were shrouded in a light shield, felt suffocated and alarmed.
“Such... Such a terrifying aura! It’s definitely over the level of lesser deity!”
“It was certain that our pope could summon such a powerful Celestial Angel!”
The Light Church’s half-deities were agitated as if they had already witnessed the scene of Meng Lei being defeated in a dominating fashion, even him getting killed.
The entire place went into an uproar as a lofty and majestic figure appeared out of the fading golden beams.
The head was adorned with a golden halo, its hands held onto a golden spear, both feet were naked, and three pairs of golden feathered wings grew on the back.
“Six-Winged Angel!”
“It’s comparable to an intermediate deity, a Six-Winged Angel!”
“We are saved! The Light Church is saved! Look, we are saved!”
Everyone was thrown in a frenzied joy. The Holy Maiden of Light was equally agitated—as a part of the church, how could she not know the various levels and combat prowess of angels?
Angels were classified into three tiers:
Four-Winged Low Order Angels—equivalent to a lesser deity.
Six-Winged Middle Order Angels—equivalent to an intermediate deity.
Eight-Winged High Order Angels—equivalent to a higher deity.
Every tier was split into three classes.
Among them, the three classes of the Middle Order Angels were: Powers, Virtues, Dominions. Each class was stronger than the class before, one mightier than the other.
The angel that descended upon this time had six wings, a proper intermediate deity.
How powerful was an intermediate deity like that?
Wonder which class among the Middle Order Angels this angel is. If it is Dominions, we’ll surely win today’s battle!
The Holy Maiden of Light thought with an agitated gaze, her eyes full of hope and expectations.
“Who has summoned me?”
The six-winged angel lowered his head and looked at the skeletal Pope Hayes. His voice was extremely majestic.
“Your Grace, it was I who summoned you!”
Pope Hayes was on his dying breath, but his eyes were sparkling as he pointed at Meng Lei and said, “Your Grace, I’m the Light Church’s Pope in this existential plane, and an evil blasphemer has emerged here!
“He’s aiming to destroy our Light Church and cut off our Lord’s faith. I hope that Your Grace will mete out divine punishment and eliminate such a heretic to protect our Church!”
Having said these words, Pope Hayes dropped to the floor as if he had consumed every bit of strength left in him.
If not for his chest movements, people would have thought that he died already.
“Blasphemer?”
The six-winged angel looked at Meng Lei with a sharp glint bursting forth from his eyes.
“Anyone who dares to blaspheme my Lord deserves death! I... Lorenzo Philmore the Virtue Angel, hereby sentence you to death!”
The mighty voice was still reverberating in the air as the spear in the six-winged angel’s hands had already reached Meng Lei’s forehead.
Whoosh!
The spear hit an afterimage. Meng Lei appeared strangely a few meters away and looked at the six-winged angel with great interest.
He could sense that this Virtue Angel was not a divinity projection but a true body that had descended.
It was unexpected!
“Dodola, isn’t it that deities could not descend upon low-end existential planes? Why could this six-winged angel do so in Light Continent?”
“Nothing is absolute. There are loopholes within the rules of heaven and earth!”
Dodola explained simply. “Indeed, under normal circumstances, deities could not descend upon low-end existential planes. However, arcane immolation spells, like the one that the Light Church used here, can temporarily create a dimensional gate and summon deities from the Void.
“Of course, this kind of immolation spell comes under race secret arts, so most deities would not know of it. There are only a few deities who could use it across the entire Void.”
“I see...”
Meng Lei nodded slightly.
“Such agility!”
After missing his strike, the six-winged angel was slightly surprised. “You can actually dodge my attack, so it seems you’re not an ordinary true god. Still, facing me, any kind of speed will be futile!”
“Angel’s Domain!”
Buzz...
A golden ripple spread around and shrouded Meng Lei’s area, imprisoning the space along with Meng Lei in his spot.
“Dealing with such a lowly deity, a God’s Domain will be enough!”
The six-winged angel took a step forward, and his spear was already pointed at Meng Lei’s forehead.
“Blasphemer, the moment when you desecrated my Lord, your fate was sealed! Go to hell!”
The spearhead only needed to be thrust forward, and it would pierce right through Meng Lei’s forehead. However, Lorenzo came to realize that he couldn’t move as simple movements that could be done easily previously were now heavier than ever to the point of immobilization.
“What happened?”
Lorenzo could not believe it—he was an intermediate deity. It might not mean a lot among the rest of the angels, but descending in a low-end existential plane should make him unstoppable, right?
How could he be immobilized?
“Is your divine body immobilized?”
Meng Lei smiled and gazed upon the six-winged angel.
“This is... the Power of Existential Plane?”
Lorenzo sensed the power that imprisoned him, and then his expression changed drastically.
“You’ve refined the Heart of The Existential Planes and become this existential plane’s master?”
“You’ve guessed it right!”
Meng Lei smiled as he nodded. “Oh, let me add that I’m an intermediate deity, which is the same level as you. So, even without the Power of Existential Plane, you God’s Domain can’t do anything against me.”
As he spoke, Meng Lei stepped forward and appeared mysteriously in front of the six-winged angel and blasted a punch.
“Ugh!”
It was as if the six-winged angel’s body was thunderstruck. His intestines were dislocated while blood shot out like an arrow from his abdomen.
“This power... Indeed, an intermediate deity!”
Lorenzo’s holy face turned pale, and he suddenly looked at Pope Hayes, his eyes filled with immense rage and hate.
“You damned idiotic fool! Are you blind? How could you summon me into an existential plane that has a master? Are you trying to get me killed, you foolish turd!?”
Lorenzo was infuriated—Meng Lei was an intermediate deity that matched their levels already, now he was also this existential plane’s master—how was he possibly going to match Meng Lei?
He was only an ordinary Virtues Angel, letting him face-off against the existential plane’s master, who was also an intermediate deity. Was this not an attempt to get him killed?
The infuriating thing was that the foolish pope had not even figured out Meng Lei’s background properly and summoned him here rashly—this was pushing him into a pit of hell!
Although his breath was faint, Pope Hayes was still barely alive. He wanted to stay alive until the battle was over and Meng Lei was defeated, which meant the continuation of the Light Church’s rule.
Hence, he was not dead as he paid close attention to Meng Lei’s battle with the six-winged angel.
When Meng Lei seemed trapped, he cheered internally as he thought, That was the power of the six-winged angel, stopping Meng Lei with just his God’s Domain.
Yet, right now, in this very moment where he was being shouted at by Lorenzo, he was dumbfounded. “Your Grace, I... I...”
“You damned fool!’
The six-winged angel glared at the Pope furiously. “Did you not know that he had already refined the Heart of The Existential Planes and became the master of the existential plane?”
“Master of the existential plane?”
Pope Hayes’ expression changed immensely. The Light Church had been around for hundreds of thousands of years, and as the pope, how would he not understand the meaning of the master of an existential plane?
The master of an existential plane could utilize the entire power of the existential plane. It was no exaggeration that the master would be invincible in his own existential plane.
Meng Lei was the master of this existential plane?
“You didn’t even know if he was the master of the existential plane and summoned me carelessly? What a fool!”
The six-winged angel was incredibly furious, but now that it had come to this point, any scoldings would be pointless. Thus, he turned his head to look at Meng Lei.
“Sir, I might have unknowingly offended you previously, and I beg for your forgiveness. I’ll leave immediately!”
With that said, he rose into the air and was about to return into the dimensional gate and leave the Light Continent.
“Hold it!”
Meng Lei opened his mouth. “Who says that you can come and go at will? What do you treat this place as?”
“What do you want?”
Lorenzo’s pupils contracted as he stared at Meng Lei coldly, his eyes flickering with rage.
“I heard that you angels are natural slaves and lackeys of the Goddess of Light. You are also extremely skilled in the art of servicing, right?”
Meng Lei snapped his fingers.
“How dare you!”
Lorenzo’s expression turned grim. “Sir, do you know what you’re saying?
“Oh?”
Meng Lei raised an eyebrow.
“You’re desecrating our great Goddess of Light!”
Lorenzo barked fiercely. “A lowly low-end existential plane master who dares to desecrate my Lord, you’ve sinned!
“Sinned?”
Meng Lei sneered. “If provoking the Goddess of Light means that I’m sinful, then I have cursed Hades, slept with the Grim Reaper, and even screwed around with the Goddess of Life, does that mean that I’ve committed the most sinful crimes where I should be cut with a thousand knives?”
“You goddamned blasphemer!”
Lorenzo was shaking furiously. “You’re deeply mired in sin! Your crimes are mounting into the sky! You’ve committed heinous sins, and a thousand deaths will not atone for your sins—”
“Are you done yet?”
Meng Lei waved his hands impatiently. “If you’re done talking, I’ll give you a chance to live if you hand over your divine spirit origin energy and submit to me.”
“Submit? You’re asking me to submit to you?”
The six-winged angel flew into a rage. “I’m a part of the Angel Gods, a great servant of the Goddess of Light. I would rather die, fall upon hell eternally, become the devil that I hated the most than to submit to you!”
“Not submitting? Then prepare to die.”
Meng Lei sneered coldly as black flames lit up in his hands. “I guess I’ll use the Netherworld Divine Fire to burn your divine body and divine spirit so that your soul will be gone forever.”
Upon looking at the Netherworld Divine Fire in Meng Lei’s hands, Lorenzo even thought about dying for the first time in his entire life.
He’s the master of this existential plane and an intermediate deity. Now, he’s also a Divine Netherworld Phoenix? Just how did a monster like that emerge from a low-end existential plane!?
“It’s time, Your Grace. You should get going and report to hell early!”
Meng Lei teleported before Lorenzo instantly. However, he had not initiated his attack, and the previously passionate fervent angel was already kneeling before Meng Lei’s feet.
“D-don’t burn me! I... I submit!”
Meng Lei, “...”
Ol’ Amos, “...”
Holy Maiden of Light, “...”
Pope Hayes, “...” *passed away*
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