Listening to Angie and Vivian recount the reasons and events surrounding their conflict with the Holy See, Wang Han was speechless. Angie and Vivian had gone to seize the very foundation of their church, and it turned out he had indiscriminately razed their imperial capital. Even the system's mission had failed.
But it doesn't matter anymore. He created the system himself, and Wang Han wouldn't commit suicide for a mistake he made against ants, especially not those annoying birdmen. But there are so many birdmen in this myriad worlds!
"Teacher, what should we do next?" Vivian and Angie asked Wang Han after recounting their experiences.
"Hmm... what we need to do next!" Upon hearing this, Wang Han pondered for a moment, then said jokingly, "Of course, we're going to kill them to silence them... no, we're going to seek justice. How can a teacher stand idly by while my disciple is being bullied!"
"Teacher, what you said wrong was the truth!" Angie and Vivian thought to themselves as they looked at Wang Han.
"I can go by myself from now on. I'll take you to a place first. You have a lot to do there, and you'll need time to adjust." Ignoring the two women's inner complaints, Wang Han said with a smile. After snapping his fingers and inputting the information about the Celestial God System into the two women's minds, he waved his hand and sent them into the system space.
After seeing the two women off, Wang Han smiled and vanished in a phantom form. It turned out that the Wang Han who had been with the two women had somehow transformed into a clone.
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"That nuisance is finally gone!"
At the edge of the massive sinkhole, just as the Pope's curses subsided, an unfamiliar voice rang out behind him. Wang Han, clad in black armor and wielding a black, bloodthirsty blade, slowly emerged from the air behind the Pope, as if through an invisible door.
Looking at the black-armored man who appeared so strangely, even though he was standing right in front of him, the Pope couldn't sense any aura from him. Cold sweat dripped down his forehead, and his back felt icy cold. He knew very well that this black-armored man was the culprit who had destroyed the City of Light. He was very strong, very strange, and he was definitely no match for him.
"Who are you?" the Pope asked, feigning ignorance, as he looked at the man in black armor before him.
"Don't you already have the answer in your heart? You even desperately want to grind me to dust and, incidentally, obtain the formation or item that destroyed this city, don't you?" Hearing this, Wang Han said with a cold smile. "The opportunity is right in front of you!"
"Damn it!" Upon hearing this, the Pope's expression changed drastically. The ring on his right hand shattered instantly, turning into white light that enveloped the Pope and carried him away at high speed into the distance.
"You can't escape!"
However, just when the Pope thought he had escaped for the time being, a mocking voice rang out behind him. Wang Han, dressed in black armor, was right behind him, following him at the exact same speed, his eyes behind the black metal mask looking at him indifferently.
"How have we offended you? I'm willing to make amends!" Upon seeing this, the Pope was greatly alarmed. He quickly thought of a solution and spoke hastily.
"I simply don't like it! As compensation, use your angelic heart to please me!" Wang Han said coldly. He reached out and pulled out a piece of white jade that emitted a holy white light from the Pope's heart.
Angel Hearts were not unfamiliar to Wang Han; he possessed many such items in his collection, though they were merely used for lighting. This particular angel heart belonged to a high-ranking angel, likely an eight-winged one. It was this very angel heart that granted the Pope the power to stand at the very top of this plane.
After a moment's thought, Wang Han realized that this was a method used by the Angels of Light to intervene in this plane. The angels used the Angel Heart to enhance the power of the Holy See and cultivate their representatives and lackeys in this plane in order to plunder certain things from this plane.
Reaching out again, Wang Han seized the Pope's soul. Before the Pope's terrified eyes, he forcefully began examining his memories.
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“Interesting. I never imagined that when we came to this world tens of thousands of years ago, the Holy See would have such an opportunity. What surprises me even more is that some of those angels from back then managed to escape and come here. This makes killing them even easier.” After a while, Wang Han muttered to himself, his killing intent intensifying.
Although there are angels in this world, the original angels in this world did not have angelic hearts and their strength was not great. Therefore, the Church at that time did not have the influence it has now. It could only influence some countries near the Monster Forest and had a few hundred billion believers. However, tens of thousands of years ago, when I was summoned to this world by Angie, some angels with angelic hearts like those in Uncle Nine's world also came to this world. However, they were not from the same plane. Those angels went to the Plane of Light, a plane that only had angels.
Perhaps because they had just wiped out their own race, perhaps because they were newcomers, or perhaps because they were weak, these angels with angelic hearts kept a very low profile after arriving in this world, secretly cultivating the Holy See.
It wasn't until ten thousand years after their departure, when the angelic race had grown to a considerable size, that they revealed their true colors. They slaughtered all the original angels in this world's Plane of Light, seizing everything they once owned, and developing into a far more powerful race than before. Their followers numbered in the trillions, with the Light Empire alone boasting two hundred billion followers. Hundreds of surrounding countries also had numerous followers, making their strength and influence immense.
"It's a pity there are no coordinates. I hate one-way travel." Tossing the Angel's Heart in his hand, Wang Han shook his head, unable to find the coordinates of the Plane of Light. "I'll just have to put in more effort."
Wang Han stored the Angel's Heart in his spatial backpack, closed his eyes, and immense magical power surged from his body, causing the surrounding space for tens of thousands of miles to tremble and develop dark cracks, as if space itself was about to collapse and shatter. The earth shook incessantly, as terrifying as a magnitude 13 earthquake, and chasms as large as celestial ravines continuously split open from the ground, with boiling and churning crimson magma surging onto the surface.
The divine sense, carrying terrifying majesty and a destructive intent, probed into the cracks in space like an all-pervasive stream of water.
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