After a five-day, four-night journey, Raphael returned to the Celestial Realm... and his return was not a miraculous event; he even brought back some of the fallen celestials who wanted to return to the Celestial Realm.

Not to mention that Iraq's "Death Trigger" is already known to most people, there were countless people watching the live broadcast when Raphael just emerged from Iraq's soul.

Of course, most people do not yet have a clear understanding of what the civilization in Iraq's soul is like.

Until this moment...

"It sounds like a wonderful place."

As Michelangelo spoke, he and several other celestial paladins, as well as other angels from heaven, all looked toward the prime plane, or more precisely, toward the direction of Ira.

The civilization within Ira, according to Raphael, is a very difficult and complex place to describe... It is beautiful, yet not so beautiful, and it is hard to say whether it is a "good" civilization.

However, what is absolutely certain is that the civilization was powerful enough, convenient enough, and satisfying enough... If we were to summarize it in simple terms, it would be described as "the ultimate".

What are your plans for the future?

In response to Donatello's question, Raphael gave a brief reply, saying, "I'll confirm the seal in the heavens, tell you my conclusions, and then head to the prime material plane..."

Everyone had seen the plans Raphael had discussed with Ira in the Celestial Realm, so they were all aware of Raphael's intention to stay in the Prime Plane and do his work, and they were not surprised by it.

Moreover, just as Ira had predicted, the three of them didn't care at all about Raphael's so-called change in "gender"... just as Raphael himself didn't care either.

What they were concerned about now was the "conclusion" in Raphael's words, but before the three celestial knights could ask further, Raphael immediately answered the question about the "conclusion," saying, "Calamity is not worth guarding."

"..."

These words made all the celestial knights raise their heads... To be honest, such words were a bit strange. Any angel would have been reasonable to say such a thing, but it was not reasonable for Raphael to say it.

Raphael was always the one who took the will of the gods as his everything. He always talked about the gods, the principles, and the principles he was given... The gods created them with the mission of sealing away calamities.

Until the day when some people grow up to the point where they can resolve the calamity... in other words, until they grow up to the point where they can do things that even the gods cannot.

"..."

"..."

"..."

Looking at his three colleagues who were waiting for him to continue, Raphael paused for a moment, then explained simply: "The three of you are enough to guard the calamity... no, even two of you are enough."

As Raphael said this, he pointed to the lower part of the heavens and said, "If the gods created us because they thought that the four of us, together with the other angels, would be enough to guard the seal itself."

"According to their will, the angels of heaven are also capable of blocking and blocking anything outside the seal on the day the stars return to their places, temporarily ending the crisis... But what if there are even more people?"

Raphael continued, asking the three, "If we go and help the Prime Material Plane resolve the calamity for now, and then bring Vereesa Ilúvatar and the Primal Spell... um..."

Raphael seemed to fall into deep thought as he spoke.

"Forehead……"

"In that case..."

"I think I understand what you mean."

As Leonardo da Vinci spoke, he nodded, also clad in armor and with an obscured face, and said, "But perhaps you should use Leonard, or those three from Hell, as examples."

Indeed, even if all the calamities in the prime plane were resolved, Vereesa and her best friend would be of no use whatsoever, and it would be impossible to count on them for any help.

However, Raphael's meaning was clearly conveyed to the three of them.

“What Raphael said is indeed feasible, but isn’t it too radical?”

"Perhaps? But if it's just him alone..."

"Is there anything we can do alone?"

"But it is indeed true. When it was clear that a calamity was about to occur in the prime plane... seeing the deaths of those mortals, I also felt..."

"Feeling a little uncomfortable?"

"Um."

"..."

While the three celestial knights were talking, Raphael, who had no intention of interrupting, quietly looked towards the place where the angels lived... the Celestial Palace, and beyond that, the sacred spring water that resembled a small lake.

The Heavenly Spring produces water that, with just a single drop, can grant eternal life to any person, of any race… In the eyes of people from other planes, this is an extremely precious thing.

But in reality, as long as you can get to the Heavenly Realm... then getting a drop of spring water isn't particularly difficult. You don't need to go through ten trials or anything like that. As long as you're not an evil person, that's enough.

Both body and soul can reach a certain eternity under the influence of the holy spring water.

"Splash!"

Raphael gently scooped up a handful of clear spring water, which slowly flowed back into the huge pool through his fingers, making a crisp sound... Without a doubt, and to reiterate, the Celestial Spring is not such a precious thing.

When a newborn angel is born in the light, he is baptized in the holy spring of heaven. Then, when he opens his eyes, he will see the sky full of light belonging to the star realm... It is proof of the gods' joy at the birth of their child.

Raphael gently drank the spring water in his hand... Despite being a being with an infinite lifespan, he was now feeling the changes in his body as if he were experimenting with something.

turn out……

Nothing has changed.

...

"Does the principle of bodily collapse... supersede the spring?"

Raphael made this judgment, realizing that his body would still collapse when the time came, and then return to Ira's body... and no method could delay it.

This fact made it difficult for Raphael to determine his exact state... Because survival itself has a time limit, it's hard to say he was "alive," but he certainly didn't feel like he was "dead," just as Ira had said—

It's hard to call it a resurrection.

...

In that case, perhaps there is a word in Iraq's civilization that is very suitable to describe it, and that is Schrödinger... just like what was said when we ate noodles together on the first day.

Schrödinger's Cat (Me)

As Raphael thought this, he looked at Tikkap in the prime plane... At that moment, this succubus servant was excitedly talking to the other succubus maids and ghost maids about the civilization inside Ira.

It is also quite obvious that many off-the-beaten-path comments focus on Tekkamane's account...

"Those guys...sigh..."