Celia: After Dying in the Apocalypse, I Live Once Again!

Chapter 185: Freed City.

As I was about to suggest for Celia to calmly slash a hole within the barrier, the… whole thing just cracked and vanished within seconds. My wife didn’t do this, I mean; nor did God or her daughter.

From that terrifying aura that Celia let out… I can only assume that Pelia got scared; choosing to give up the barrier. I’m not taking the risk to confirm this, but I imagine that woman is now waiting, her powers no longer wasted on other things.

Hug, Kiss!

Vulely: “(/ />/ A /</ /)”

Celia: “It wasn’t for that long, but I did miss you, Vulely.” She expressed with a caring tone and expression, after she parted the kiss.

Vulely: “I-I missed you as well, dear.” I replied with a blushing face and embarrassed tone.

Even after all these years, my wife still makes me feel and act like a young maiden, one who is madly in love. The heat coming off of her was blatant, meaning that… I’ll be having a great time in bed with Celia once this little arc is finished.

Ah, God and the Devil look so jealous right now… Not because they want Celia, but because… their relationship isn’t as intense as ours is. There isn’t anything wrong with the two, mind you. Rather, like how it could be her middle name, Celia is an outlier among outliers; most Higher Beings have ridiculously slow buildups for their relationships, family, friends, lovers, etc.

The Devil: “Celia, should my mother and I handle Pelia on our own?” She suggested with a serious tone.

God: “With how many Levels we’ve gotten… it’ll be a fight, but one we can win. Instead of dealing with this for any longer, just go home with your wife, Celia.” She further added to the suggestion.

Celia: “I’d love to. Unfortunately, Pelia still has the counterfeit Soul Crystal operation going, so I do have to handle her myself.” She denied with a sigh.

If it wasn’t for the potential dangers of the poorly manufactured fakes, Celia wouldn’t bother with it at all. Of course, on top of doing that, Pelia is also too enterprising; taking over Heaven, and who knows what else she wants to claim, as well as hurting and threatening her friends.

My wife is a… woman of peace these days, you see. Leaving this to these two is… possibly unsafe, and not a smart thing to do. Pelia might have something else up her sleeve, tricking me, etc. Celia isn’t willing to risk her friends dying due to her absence, is what I’m trying to say.

A Few Days Later.

Pelia was quite easy to deal with, all things considered; Celia barely even had to… I’m just fucking with you all! Hehehe… Anyway, Pelia stayed in her throne room, while Celia and the rightful Heaven owners fixed everything. And, now… it was time for the (hopefully) final fight of Celia’s life!

Celia: “Are you two ready? Leave most of the fighting to me, just focus on staying safe.” She said with a stern tone, sword drawn, throne room door in front of her.