Chapter 231 The Father Returns, Medusa in the Holy City
"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible! How could it be you, Heavenly Father?!"
Remiel's voice was almost hoarse. He looked up at Wang Feng high in the sky with difficulty, shock and resistance mixed in his eyes.
Just then—
“Crack!”
The space reflecting the holy city suddenly tore apart, and three sacred figures broke through the air.
Uriel on the left spread out sixteen brilliant golden wings, and his blazing divine power was like the scorching sun in the sky.
On the right, Laguerre stretched out his twelve ice-blue wings, and frost condensed into crystals in the void.
The fourteen lavender wings of Raphael in the center flutter lightly, and the healing glow is like a spring breeze.
"What happened? Why did the power of faith in the Holy City suddenly disappear?"
Uriel's majestic questioning came to an abrupt end.
The gazes of the three archangels were simultaneously fixed on the figure in the sky - the will of all living beings surrounding Wang Feng made even Uriel, the sixteen-winged Seraph, feel terrified!
What's even more terrifying is the looming soul shadow
An instinctive shudder suddenly arose from the depths of Uriel's soul. It was the most primitive awe from the angel soul, just like the insignificance and fear of mortals when facing the creator god!
"Then that's the Heavenly Father?!"
This absurd idea grew wildly and uncontrollably in the minds of the three archangels.
They don't want to believe it, let alone believe it——
The sacred texts of all ages clearly record that after spreading the magical fire and condensing the divine nature, the Heavenly Father had already ascended to a higher dimensional plane.
And now, this young man whom they regarded as a heretic, was actually emitting the purest aura of holy power that only Heavenly Father possessed?!
But no matter how they resist.
The resonance that comes from the deepest part of the angel's soul will not lie, and the pressure that makes all the statues in the holy city respond with faith will not be false!
Wang Feng looked down at the four archangels indifferently, and the light of the soul behind him became brighter and brighter.
"Now, do you still want to continue questioning?"
Remiel was trembling all over, but he still stood up straight with a mad glint in his eyes:
"It's fake. It's all fake! I won't believe it!"
Wang Feng stared at him, a trace of regret flashing in his eyes:
"I had high hopes for you. What a pity."
He slowly raised his hand, and gently hooked his slender fingers——
“Buzz!”
The angel soul in Remuel's body separated on its own and flew towards Wang Feng's palm like a chick returning to its nest.
Remiel, who had lost his soul, instantly fell to his knees, his body, having lost all his holy power, trembling under the vast holy power.
"How is this possible?" Laguer's pupils trembled and his voice trembled.
Even a sixteen-winged Seraph would never be able to forcibly separate another person's soul!
unless
Unless the person in front of you is really the Heavenly Father who created the angel race!
Wang Feng's eyes swept over the three archangels lightly:
"Now, do you still have questions?"
After a brief silence——
“Swish!”
Raguel was the first to kneel on one knee, his icy blue wings folded respectfully: "Raguel, hello to the Heavenly Father!"
Raphael followed closely behind, his purple wings drooping: "Raphael, welcome back Heavenly Father!"
Uriel's golden wings trembled violently, and finally he lowered himself with a long sigh: "Uriel. Meet the Heavenly Father."
Wang Feng waved his hand calmly, and the brilliant power of faith in the sky, like rivers flowing into the sea, completely sank into the sacred soul behind him.
He stepped on the void and slowly descended, and every step seemed to create golden ripples in the void.
Uriel bowed his head respectfully: "Father, what should be done with Remiel?"
Wang Feng glanced indifferently at Remiel who was lying on the ground.
At this time, Remiel had long lost his former majesty, his robe was disheveled, and his eyes were full of grayness.
"Anyone who dares to question the authority of Heavenly Father shall be stripped of his position as Archangel." Wang Feng's voice was steady, yet filled with unquestionable authority. "In consideration of his many years of guarding the Holy City, the punishment of abolishing his cultivation will be spared."
Remiel looked up suddenly, a glimmer of disbelief flashing in his gray eyes.
"From now on, you will never set foot in the Holy City." Wang Feng stood with his hands behind his back, a holy light flowing around him. "Go to the coastal countries that are suffering from the ravages of the sea monsters. Use your power to atone for your sins."
Remiel's whole body was shaking, his lips trembling but he couldn't utter a word.
He originally thought that he would end up in a more miserable situation than Michael, but he didn't expect that Wang Feng would give him a way out.
A hint of surprise flashed across Uriel's eyes, but he quickly regained his respect: "Heavenly Father, be merciful."
Wang Feng stood with his hands behind his back, and the soul of the Heavenly Father resonated mysteriously with the entire holy city.
In an instant, every inch of land, every street and even every breath of every resident in the holy city were clearly reflected in his perception.
Suddenly, in an inconspicuous clothing store, an unpleasant atmosphere caught his attention.
That aura was like a drop of ink in clear water, standing out particularly brightly amidst the pure power of faith in the holy city.
"You..." Wang Feng turned slowly, "A dignified holy city actually allowed demons to sneak in without even realizing it."
The three archangels' expressions changed when they heard this.
"demon?"
"That's impossible!"
"The Golden Dragon's Eye monitors the entire city, how could it be..."
Wang Feng said no more and raised his hand to grab the reflection of the clothing store in the air.
The mirror-like reflection suddenly twisted, and his arm actually penetrated the space barrier and disappeared in the rippling space waves.
…
Inside a clothing store
Yurielle leaned lazily against the counter, tapping the tabletop lightly with her fingertips, her golden vertical pupils reflecting the strange image of the holy city in the sky.
"You're taking so long..." she murmured, a hint of impatience in her tone, "You're wasting my time choosing new 'clothes'."
As the second daughter of Queen Medusa, one of the Seven Giants of Africa, the eagle-bodied Medusa Euryale has been lurking in the holy city for nearly a hundred years.
During the past hundred years, she used this clothing store as a cover to quietly hunt young women coming to the Holy City.
She peeled off their skin and made it into exquisite "collections". The funny thing is that the Holy City is still unaware of her existence.
"Hmm..." She tilted her head, lightly touching her red lips with her fingertips, a golden-pink light flickering in her eyes, "Next time, who should I choose?"
However, just as she was thinking about it——
An unprecedented sense of crisis suddenly descended!
"Varied--?!"
Before she could even react, an invisible hand penetrated the void and grabbed her throat!
The next second, the world spun around, and she was dragged into a different dimension!
…
In the Holy City Mirror Space
The three archangels - including Remiel who had lost his angel soul - were all stunned when they saw the woman who suddenly appeared in Wang Feng's hands.
The next second, they keenly sensed the holy light that illuminated everything.
Demonic breath!
"The hybrid descendant of the Harpy Witch and Queen Medusa, with the power of the Eye of Deception."
Wang Feng spoke lightly, and every word made Yurielle's heart twitch violently.
She looked up in horror and met the cold gazes of the four archangels.
"My lord! I am willing to submit, I..."
“Crack—”
Yurielle's plea for mercy came to an abrupt end. Her body, like fragile glass, instantly shattered under the invisible divine power!
Only the Eye of Deception with a golden-pink eerie glow was suspended in the air, and Wang Feng casually took it into his palm.
"It's time to reorganize the Holy City's defenses."
Wang Feng's eyes swept over Uriel and the other two. Although he didn't emphasize his tone, the three archangels knelt on one knee at the same time.
"I will obey the command of Heavenly Father!"
(End of this chapter)
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