Chapter 1339 - 634: Heavenly Father Slays Heavenly Brother, Ultimately All Is in Vain (Part 3)

Clang——!

Saint Joan, who was following Vlad III, felt a momentary daze, and then realized her spiritual vision was elevating on its own.

In just a blink, her Starlight Body involuntarily separated from her physical shell, arriving at an unknown space.

Her Starlight Body was shining with brilliant Holy Light, but after these days of corruption, her spirituality showed visible streaks of blood.

Joan wore no equipment, only a white gown like a penitent nun, and was barefoot.

Before she could force her eyes wide open to see what was within the endless stars, two of the stars rapidly expanded, filling her entire sight.

"It’s you!"

Joan saw the Blood Angel appear before her and instantly arched her back like a bristling kitten, ready to face an enemy.

She was born with the identity of activated knowledge, and it hasn’t been many years.

Although the Corridor of Truth was filled with scenes contradicting her faith, she roamed the continent, punishing evil and promoting good freely.

Knowing the Iris and Hightins had long ceased fire across the continent, she didn’t need to guard the Kingdom or plan to return as a hero.

But all the misfortunes in her life began when she encountered Lilith and was transformed into Kin by Him.

Every night she heard chaotic murmurs, and as time passed, regardless of her rejection of this forbidden power, the voices grew clearer, and the Blood Angel’s image resembled hers more and more.

She feared immensely that one day, while asleep, she would awaken to find herself replaced by the Blood Angel, controlled to commit irreversible evil.

At that moment, a clear and gentle voice whispered in her ear:

"Don’t be tense, child.

With me here, the Blood Angel can no longer harm you."

Joan then noticed the other figure, equally resplendent and grand, occupying half the sky.

It seemed like a collection of wind, countless pairs of azure wings slowly opening, revealing a youth whose smile was as warm as sunlight.

Joan noticed that two anchor chains extended from her chest.

One blood-colored anchor linked to the Blood Angel, while the other golden chain was connected to the Myriad Wings Angel before her.

The former came from Lilith’s corruption, the latter stemmed from her lifelong unwavering faith.

Moreover, the latter was far larger, sturdier, and indestructible.

Joan followed the intuition in her heart and instantly realized the identity of the great existence before her.

Like a helpless child finally finding a guardian, she knelt devoutly, her face streaming with tears, more than when burned by the Tribunal:

"My Lord! Has your gaze finally rested upon me?"

This was why Byron chose to approach her as the Holy Spirit rather than Vlad III, needing no explanation, no proof; it was all seen as natural by Joan.

He lifted her up.

Byron looked at the maiden’s pure and delicate face, his expression solemn as he earnestly played the role of the Holy Spirit, solemnly asking her:

"Our world and humanity have reached the most perilous moment.

Child, is your faith still firm? Do you fear those Old Gods who see humans as livestock? Is your sword still sharp?"

Joan’s face radiated the Holy Light of a martyr, nodded resolutely:

"I fear nothing, for the Lord is always with me!

Joan is ready to fulfill your will anytime."

Byron nodded:

"Very well."

The next words he spoke were astonishing:

"You need do nothing further.

Just continue accepting the Blood Angel’s power naturally.

Once Lilith’s Divine Incarnation perishes, you will be... the new Night Demon Queen!"

If one plays, play big.

The actions of the Mother of Monsters just now inspired Byron.

Since cutting off all Old Gods’ anchors in the Material World can prevent their premature return before the Spiral Annals come.

The opportunity to pitfall Lilith perfectly is at hand, naturally not to be missed.

As long as Lilith’s Divine Incarnation is left, allowing Joan to lead the army back to the Night Demon Kingdom.

At the crucial moment, she could feign trembling, her eyes rolling back, claiming to hear the Mother Goddess’s divine inspiration, be possessed by His will, pit-kill all the Night Demon Kingdom’s high officials!

"No one understands ’Heavenly Father kills Heavenly Brother, all returns to nothingness’ better than me.

Since I can disguise as the Creator’s Second Son and Holy Spirit, why can’t the supported Joan be the ’Saintess’ representing Lilith’s will, performing ’Heavenly Girl Killing Heavenly Mother’?

Once the Night Demon Kingdom is captured, delivering a heavy blow to Lilith’s core."

Now Lilith isn’t dead; saying this might be premature, but keeping more aces has no downside.

Soon.

Sitting beside the Pillar of Hailocus, Byron’s consciousness returned.

Before he opened his eyes again, two sweet female voices reached his ears:

"Is this batch pure?"

"Who do you think you’re looking down on? Doesn’t everyone know my supplies as [Snow White] Jennifer are the purest in the Ten Great Undersea Kingdoms?

This time, the refugees prepared to move, so only now am I selling off stock cheaply, never would I degrade quality in sales."

Byron seemed to hear a rather remarkable keyword.

He quickly opened his eyes and saw the Jellyfish Princess [Deep Sea Pearl] leading a group of female Wizards, whispering around some open large clam shells.