A corner of the undead district.
Under Sheena's command, the six high-ranking undead gods used their divine power to conjure shovels and diligently dug into the earth.
Death, hiding more than two thousand meters underground, reluctantly opened its eyes.
These young people from the underworld are brave and fierce, and they can't stand to suffer any loss.
With the Emperor present, the other side can only gain a slight advantage in terms of momentum at most, so why bother with a confrontation?
Of course, he wasn't afraid.
Rather, it was out of consideration for harmony under the Emperor's command, and they chose not to stoop to the level of those madmen.
However, it seems there's no way to avoid it now.
With a flash, a skeleton wearing a black cloak appeared in the air.
"Your Majesty Death, you've finally woken up. This undead district was almost destroyed."
"You...you're not hiding on purpose, are you?" Sheena asked worriedly.
After finally enjoying a period of good times, if death is no match for the supreme power of heaven, wouldn't we be suppressed again?
"Dodge? I was just letting them have a few moves as an elder. Since they don't know when to stop, let these little girls see the power of the underworld."
Death adjusted his facial bone structure and gave a cold smile.
He gripped the sickle that was leaning against his chest.
After experiencing the previous impersonation of the Lord of Harvest, he studied it repeatedly and felt that the way the weapons were arranged was indeed cooler, so he copied it... and revoked the copyright.
The chilling scythe paused slightly on the ground.
The fleeing death energy immediately stabilized, condensed into a single mass, and began to tentatively push against the scattered holy light.
But this attempt seemed to have stirred up a hornet's nest.
Countless stray holy light surged in from all directions, and the death energy that had finally stabilized began to dissipate again.
It's definitely the familiar style.
Death's crimson eyes flickered slightly as he secretly connected a wisp of his consciousness to the various buildings in the Land of the Dead.
Dragon Burial Abyss, Stitching Cave, Death Knight's Racecourse...
Under his guidance, the scattered power of laws containing the power of many great beings in the past generations of the Netherworld gradually merged into one. A pitch-black sky rose from the center of the Netherworld and slowly opened towards the boundary, pushing the wandering holy light power back to the boundary.
Death breathed a sigh of relief.
It's a good thing these buildings are still there, otherwise it would be quite embarrassing.
"As expected of Your Majesty the God of Death, I apologize for my previous doubts about you," Sheena said apologetically, looking at the retreating holy light.
Death adjusted his cloak slightly, turned around and said leisurely, "It's alright, you don't need to panic."
"With me here, a few archangels can't cause any trouble."
"I'm relieved to hear you say that."
Sheena's eyes lit up, and she said, "Then let's hurry to the Gates of Heaven and teach that annoying guy a lesson."
As she spoke, she waved her hand, creating a teleportation array: "Hurry, Your Majesty Death, it will be too late if we wait any longer."
"Huh? Wait a minute..."
With a flash of light, the two disappeared from the spot.
...
At the same time, Jiang Yan also arrived at the gates of heaven.
"Holy Lord/Master".
Annalia, Floria, and all the angels in Holy Spirit City had gathered around and respectfully bowed to Jiang Yan.
Even Jacobi stood by.
He considers himself a member of the Holy Light faction.
That damned Grim Reaper, taking revenge for his own sake, relentlessly oppressed him, causing him to miss his meeting with the Purple Dragon Clan lady.
But those days are gone forever!
The archangel of heaven is about to descend, and he will have a solid backer!
"Get up."
Jiang Yan glanced at the excited-looking Aberystwynn with a strange look, then focused his mind on the Gates of Heaven.
[Due to the influence of an unknown force, the Gates of Heaven have been suppressed and weakened. The four dignitaries are vying for the right to assist you. Please wait.]
[Ding! Her Majesty Ifina has won, but... Her Majesty Tinas has used the Divine Art of Fate to change the outcome, and the duel has begun anew...]
[Ding! Her Majesty Losia has won... Her Majesty Tinas has once again used the Divine Magic of Fate to change the outcome...]
Several of the rulers launched a joint attack on Her Majesty Tinas, who was the first to be eliminated...
Jiang Yan was dumbfounded when he saw the prompt in his mind.
This... the battle between the archangels seems even more intense than the battle between the seraphim.
There was even one person who cheated and acted shamelessly, and they were taken down first by the group.
Then it should be soon.
Jiang Yan waited patiently; this time he wasn't in a hurry. Any one of the archangels was powerful enough, unlike the vast differences between the seraphim.
About 10 minutes later.
A twelve-winged phantom of divine light slowly emerged from the doorway.
With each step, his figure solidified a little more, until he reached Jiang Yan, completely transforming from ethereal to tangible.
She knelt on one knee, her expression fervent.
"Holy Lord, we follow in your footsteps and are willing to eradicate all heresy for you."
"Get up."
Jiang Yan looked over.
She was a tall woman, her exquisite curves exuding an unusual beauty within her milky-white armor. She held aloft a golden shield in her left hand and gripped a heavy sword tightly in her right, radiating an aura of fierce power and displaying remarkable heroism.
"Your Majesty, Loshia!" Annalia exclaimed with delight.
"It was her?"
The flames in the eye sockets of the Grim Reaper, who had just arrived, flickered violently twice.
"Your Majesty, can you deal with her?" Sheena couldn't help but ask.
She could sense that the other party had completely restrained their power, but the pressure emanating from their very source still made her soul tremble.
“Of course,” Death said in a low voice.
However, this was only valid for half an hour. He added the other half of the sentence in his mind.
"That's good." Sheena breathed a slight sigh of relief.
The invisible pressure brought by a supreme authority is enormous.
Just like before, even though the Grim Reaper didn't make a move after his arrival, the creatures of the undead world dared to walk with their heads held high in Holy Spirit City.
This is an invisible deterrent.
On the other side.
Looking at the archangel, who was a full 1.79 meters tall, Jiang Yan couldn't help but ask, "Losia, I've always had a question. Is this height natural for you angels?"
"No, Holy Lord."
Losia explained, “Your mortal form is 1.8 meters tall, and as your believers, we naturally cannot exceed that. Therefore, the rule is set that two-winged angels can only manifest at a height of 1.5 meters, four-winged angels at 1.6 meters, seraphim at 1.7 meters, and the four of us at 1.79 meters.”
"Any existence that exceeds this is a blasphemy against the Holy Light and will be stripped of the title of Holy Spirit and imprisoned in the Second Holy Hell to be tortured."
"Well..."
Jiang Yan was speechless upon hearing this.
I never expected it would be related to me.
"Then... can I cancel this rule?" Jiang Yan asked after a moment's hesitation.
It's fine under normal circumstances, but in major battles, its small size makes it lack any real intimidation.
"Of course, Holy Lord, your will is supreme, please wait a moment."
Losia readily agreed, took out a book that was more than two meters thick from the void, quickly flipped to a certain page, and erased a line of small print.
Jiang Yan glanced at it without making a sound, and there it was printed on the cover.
Outline of Heavenly Punishments, Volume 6, Part 1.
Is there... five more volumes of the same thing?
The people of Heaven must be living in abject misery.
The list of punishments, which is only one-sixth of the total, is more than two meters thick.
Jiang Yan suddenly remembered when he first met Annalia, how this girl would apologize so often.
The original source is here.
Jiang Yan shook his head with a wry smile and looked at the other party's panel attributes.
【Losia】
Rank: Unique.
Divine Positions: Holy Light System of War and Punishment, Archangel.
Rank: Lower God - Unknown.
Faith Level: Blind.
Master the laws: the supreme laws of the Holy Light system and the supreme laws of the War system.
Strengths: Holy Prison, War Will, Holy Light Divine Magic... (168 items in total)
Overall score: 11.79 million.
11.79 million?
Jiang Yan was somewhat surprised; this was much lower than he had imagined.
Even the Grim Reaper, who is only good at playing dead, has a score of 11 million after advancing to a lower god and activating his godhood. It's not right that the Archangel, who is in charge of the god of war, only has so few points.
[Her Majesty Archangel Losia, the master of war and punishment, has shared a skill with you. Would you like to view it?]
"Check."
Jiang Yan was slightly taken aback and silently thought to himself.
Will to War: The highest level passive ability. When in combat, all abilities will continuously increase over time. After reaching ten times the original ability, the user gains the status buff "Holy War".
Holy War: Immune to all negative effects, ignores curses, and ignores the effects of laws below the highest level.
etc!
Jiang Yan couldn't help but read the skill description again.
"Losia, is it possible for your ability to become infinitely stronger?"
"Theoretically, yes, but very few people are willing to fight me forever."
As she spoke, Loshia glanced at the Grim Reaper beside her: "Especially some guys, they'll play dead and run away in less than half an hour."
"Ahem, personally, I think this is actually a kind of wisdom in judging the situation."
The Grim Reaper, who had been called out, had no choice but to step forward. If he remained silent at this crucial moment, the Netherworld would never be able to hold its head high in Holy Spirit City again.
"Moreover, my ability to feign death is unbreakable by anyone in the world, and no one can kill me. In a sense, even the strongest opponent can only go toe-to-toe with me."
Death defended himself with considerable pride.
Jiang Yan smiled but remained silent, without interrupting.
Although Heaven and the Land of the Dead had been at odds for countless years, they eventually joined forces to resist the Abyss, which somewhat eased their relationship.
Given his current dual identity, even the most extreme archangel would only resort to mockery and wouldn't actually take action.
Appropriate competition can boost team morale.
After a pause, Jiang Yan recalled the restrictions mentioned by "World's Favor" and asked again, "Losia, are you like the Grim Reaper, unable to act at will?"
"No, Holy Lord. I descended through legitimate means, and I am not restricted from using power no greater than that of a lower-level god."
Losia explained, "And the realms allow me to use the transcendental power of three breaths."
Unrestricted?
Upon hearing this, Jiang Yan was overjoyed.
This is far better than the Grim Reaper's Incense.
With such a high-level rank, even using only the power of a lower-level god would be enough to make one roam freely throughout the entire beginner continent, not to mention the super-ranking ability that takes only three breaths.
It seems some plans can be brought forward.
Thinking of this, Jiang Yan smiled slightly: "Welcome to Holy Spirit City."
Losia nodded happily.
"It is my honor, Holy Lord."
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