Chapter 92 The player in the long robe: Very elegant, beautiful inside and out. ...

In the endless darkness, Yu Guangzhong suddenly saw a bright light, slowly igniting with the demon as fuel.

It continued to split, disintegrate, and shatter inch by inch, with infinite, dazzling light emanating from the demon's grotesque body.

The demons, in various shapes and sizes, stiffened, then exploded with a roar after a brief pause, bursting forth like dazzling fireworks, burning wildly and spreading the intense morning light, their radiance falling like snow.

In an instant, the defeated demons vanished, turning into incredibly fine ashes that dissolved into the void without leaving a trace.

The streetlights came on, and light returned. Only the smell of sulfur lingered in the quiet air, a testament to the presence of evil.

The crisscrossing lights illuminated all the darkness, and Constantine stared in astonishment, his mouth agape.

The scene that greeted him was astonishing. Jason demonstrated with his actions that exorcism was just that easy.

The grey-winged angel blocking his way, Gabriel stared in disbelief at the scene before him, his gaze suddenly freezing.

Everyone followed the gray-winged angel's gaze and, before the master could even react, their peripheral vision detected the anomaly, and they too were stunned.

At the far end of the line, two figures appeared behind Jason, who was at the very back of the group.

A hazy halo spread around him, and the overflowing aura of a high-ranking individual gradually subsided. His eyelids were slightly lowered, as if reflecting the azure sky. His features were sharp, and a gentle smile graced his lips. The player's gaze was focused on Jason.

[Jason is fine, and your body has been repaired, but there are some issues. I discovered a message and authorization left by God within it—the highest authority in Heaven, including the direct power to influence all angels except Lucifer. The triggering method might be the death of the Black God.] The world consciousness, unusually present within the player's body, is communicating with Wen Yue in encrypted form.

[Remove the possibility, let God come back and let yourself do your own thing.] Wen Yue is exhausted.

"Everything has an end. I send you away from this painful world. You're welcome." Lucifer, who appeared with the players, had a look of disdain between his brows. His golden hair was swept back, his eyes were sharp, and he had a carefree and unruly air. His light blue eyes were even paler than water, highlighting his indifference. He was handsome, dressed in a formal suit, and had an elegant demeanor.

Wen Yue agreed with Lucifer: "He has great style. He's beautiful inside and out."

"Caw caw caw! Hehehe!" Ravens flew and darted across the burial ground where the demons had been reduced to ashes, emitting evil and rampant laughter. The player, employing skillful social maneuvering, used intimidation, threats, and targeted oppression, causing the Three Palace Demon sealed within the ruby ​​on its forehead to tremble in fear.

Wen Yue turned a blind eye to her child's intimidation, pretending not to see it, and pulled out a sacred and solemn priest's robe from her game backpack, draping it over Jason's shoulders.

Dressed in a long robe, Wen Yue, standing behind Jason, raised an eyebrow and smiled slightly: "It's getting cold, it's time to let Heaven and Hell break down, Jason." She then looked him over and said with some emotion: "Indeed, this priest's robe suits you better, it complements you perfectly." He looked much more presentable than the players.

Jason closed the Bible with his long, simple robe flowing smoothly down, touching the gold foil trim on the edge of the Bible. He turned around, his brows furrowing in relief. “Boo… old man, you’re finally back. And Lucifer, you two came back just in time.”

Wen Yue hesitated, wanting to speak but stopping herself. She had wanted to say it for a long time. It was gratifying that she was careful to conceal her identity, but was this form of address a bit problematic in this situation?

"If you call me, of course I'll come; I'll do the same next time." The player chose to ignore the issue of address.

"I didn't expect your signal to be so good. Are you all done with your work?" Jason flicked his soft, flowing robe and glanced at him. "Where did you get that church uniform? I don't want to be a pastor."

Wen Yue understood the implication of Jason's words, "Don't worry, it'll be resolved smoothly." Multitasking was simply too much for them; otherwise, the players wouldn't have wanted to involve Jason.

She downplayed the twists and turns and hardships of this battle, and Wen Yue advised, "Pastors also have good career prospects and can find flexible employment."

“It’s too big of a leap, I’m not interested.” Jason raised his hand to take off the loosely draped robe he was wearing.

Wen Yue stopped him halfway, placing her hand on Jason's shoulder, her tone unchanged: "It's late and chilly, put on another layer." The pastor's robe had remnants of the Black God's power, capable of blocking the omniscient angels present from spying on mortals.

Jason sensed something from the player's attitude and stopped lifting his shirt: "Well, you're really a worrywart."

"Forget it, just give me back the Great Caste Blade, I'll take them down." Jason nudged the player behind him with his elbow, looking eagerly at Gabriel and the demon Mammon hidden behind him.

"Peace is of the essence. Let Lucifer handle the internal affairs of Hell, shall we?" Wen Yue said, turning to Lucifer at the end.

“Of course, there are some things that cannot be left to others to handle.” Lucifer stepped forward from the crowd and slowly walked toward Gabriel.

"Don't kill him," Wen Yue cautioned. Gabriel was just a choir member (in wartime) blowing horns; of course, he was no match for Lucifer, the number one person under God and second only to DC. After all, he was just acting as God's substitute guardian, and players tended to return Heaven and the angels intact, not giving God a chance to find fault or shift the blame.

Lucifer chuckled softly and remained silent.

The grey-winged angel's golden pupils contracted. What he saw was a figure whose radiance had been tempered, overlapping with the lofty figure from heaven in the past. Gabriel could no longer contain his emotions: "Father, why..."

Wen Yue smiled faintly, raised her hand to stop the other person from speaking, and calmly denied, "Don't be mistaken, I'm not the one who created you—but no matter which God it is, they wouldn't approve of what you've done." According to the original timeline, God withdrew Gabriel's power, and the player pondered whether to follow suit.

“No…” Gabriel murmured, distraught.

"Satan!" Gabriel suddenly turned around and retaliated as Lucifer strolled past him.

"I won't let you have your way." Lucifer didn't move an inch, the invisible powerful energy in front of him directly crushing his opponent, his tone as calm and collected as ever: "You have a little strength, but it's nothing to mention."

Gabriel's greyish-white wings turned completely black, his golden eyes turned crimson, and the pure angel was utterly corrupted. With a flick of his wrist, the Spear of Longinus appeared and pierced through the air.

"As an ancient deity, you're quite the pampered one. Do you think such a trinket can harm me?" Lucifer sneered. "All the light in the universe is bestowed by me, and all the stars are created by me. You're just spouting nonsense because of your powerful backers, but now it's clear that your backers no longer support you. I suggest you surrender quickly, because if I were to take action, it wouldn't be such a small matter."

Under God's watchful eye, Lucifer made it clear that he was acting in self-defense and was innocent. Before Gabriel could react, Lucifer swiftly and mercilessly struck.

The short spear struck down, and Gabriel flew backwards through the air, crashing through layers of lampposts before finally slamming into the building and crashing to the ground with a deafening roar.

Wen Yue's brow twitched. She was amazed by Lucifer's cunning and ruthlessness. He had actually given Gabriel a chance to surrender.

Lucifer's lips no longer suppressed their smile, but instead curled up slightly.

“Father, humanity is not worthy of salvation.” As an angel, he was naturally not afraid of such an attack, but he was inevitably covered in dirt and grime. Gabriel struggled to his feet, swaying from the ruins.

"Don't shout..." Faced with complex and chaotic interpersonal relationships, Wen Yue was already getting a headache. After patiently correcting her, she sighed softly: "I have no intention of discussing such philosophical questions with you, but facts prove the truth. When your white wings turned gray, you already had the answer in your heart."

Only when one doubts their own faith and actions will an angel's wings dim and change color. Gabriel actually knew he had made mistakes, which is why he was transformed into a fallen angel.

"You will stay in the human world from now on. There is another archangel to choose from." Wen Yue followed God's original arrangement, but without sealing Gabriel's divine power, the proud angels would not directly attack humans who were as insignificant as ants. The player had nothing to worry about. He hoped that Gabriel would take a look at the various aspects of human life and relax. Why be so extreme?

After Lucifer kicked the restless demon Mammon back into hell, Wen Yue waved her hand and restored the streetlights and buildings damaged during the battle between the two angels. The battlefield was properly cleaned up, and the player returned the High Caste Blade to Jason: "Want to go home together, Jason?"

"No, you guys go first. I'll go back myself after I'm done." Jason retrieved the High Caste Blade and waved casually.

"Okay, be careful." Wen Yue nodded to Lucifer, and the two figures disappeared silently, just as they had come.

After bullying the Triple Demon, the raven perched triumphantly on Jason's shoulder.

"Where are you going back to? Back to Heaven?" The situation changed drastically in an instant, and the fat priest, who had been standing silently to the side, asked in a low voice.

“Go back to heaven?” Jason rolled his eyes. “I’m not dead yet.”

Constantine's face twitched a few times. He shakily lit the cigarette in his mouth, took a deep drag, and exhaled. "Brother, why didn't you tell me sooner that you had such powerful connections? I would have treated you like a mascot." He couldn't understand why they were running away so desperately just now. With those two, they could walk sideways in heaven or hell.

“Who’s your brother? I have enough brothers already.” Jason thought of his growing number of brothers and sisters. Bruce truly lived up to his reputation as the Gotham shrew.

"It's alright. From now on, we're brothers even though we're not from the same father." Constantine replied without changing his expression. The relationship was all thanks to his own efforts; the exorcist had applied to join the Heavenly Family.

“Thank you, Jason.” Officer Angela expressed her sincere gratitude. Jason had become involved in this matter because of her request. After her twin sister Isabel’s mysterious suicide, she sought help from Constantine and then went with Constantine to a bar to seek Lucifer’s help. However, Lucifer happened to leave before them, and by chance, they met Jason, who was also at the bar, and together they investigated the mastermind behind it all.

“Hmm…” Jason focused intently on Gabriel approaching them, becoming more alert. Raven also looked up to watch.

However, Gabriel only gave Jason a deep look before spreading his wings and leaving without saying a word.

Raven tilted its head, and Jason frowned: "?" Completely baffled.