MTLNOVEL Chapter 635 - 353: If You Want to Kneel, Say It Earlier! - Part 2
Chapter 635: Chapter 353: If You Want to Kneel, Say It Earlier! – Part 2
How dare you grab the collar of a Four-Winged Angel? As Beimansen shifted his gaze and recognized Ange’s face, shock struck him: Ascetic Monk An?
Then he moved his gaze to the person next to Ange who was smiling at him, he was shocked once again: Anthony?
Beimansen could never imagine that Anthony would show up here. How dangerous! For the eminent Archbishop to venture into non-territorial grounds, how much trust must he have in Dyson?
Wasn’t he afraid that this was actually a trap set by Dyson, who was colluding with Guliani, to blow him up right after he teleported over?
Of course not, because ‘Dyson’ had been replaced.
No matter how much one trusts, it is unthinkable for a dignitary like the Archbishop to risk himself in this manner.
Realizing this, Beimansen was overjoyed. What a great opportunity! If he could annihilate Anthony here, wouldn’t he be achieving a great merit?
Just follow a certain set of actions, and then other set of actions, and it can be done.
“By the mandate of the Pope, I am here to arrest Dyson. I request the assistance from all the angels present,” Beimansen raised the pope’s order and showed it to the two Four-Winged Angels in the front row.
The two Four-Winged Angels turned their heads. One of them looked at him blankly, while the other one just rolled his eyes and continued struggling, “Ow!”
Beimansen’s eyebrows furrowed. The pope’s order can’t command these angels?
No fear, though the Pope’s order can’t command these angels, it could command the soldiers outside. Once the people planted by the Pope managed to gather the soldiers, they could surround this place and under the Pope’s authority, could arrest everyone.
If Ascetic Monk An, Anthony, and Dyson were all arrested, it would completely resolve the church’s internal problems. The merit he would earn would be so great, wouldn’t it pave his way to become an Archbishop?
While Beimansen was daydreaming, Ange slapped Little Sky on the head: “Ow!”
“Ow~” Little Sky stopped struggling, obediently raised the Great Angel’s Staff above his head, and handed it over to Ange.
As Ange grabbed the Great Angel’s Staff, holy light flashed in his palm.
The flashing was rapid, but there was hardly any overflow, and no noticeable light effect. Other than the two who knew, nobody else realized what Ange was doing.
Naturally, Anthony and Dyson were the ones who knew. Seeing the flashing in Ange’s hand, their hearts nearly jumped out.
The frequency of flashing around a dozen times per second, absolute control with no overflow; all power was infused into the Great Angel’s Staff without any waste.
Most Divine Light Magic pursue sanctity and illumination. However, it actually wastes much power since emitting light is a form of energy conversion.
Thus, for a single Divine Art, at least one third of it is wasted.
Of course, the sacred light has a stronger influence on the believers, and effectively harvests faith. That’s also the main reason why the gods prefer wasted light that ‘looks good’.
Better to be pretty than strong, Gailard’s beauty is known in many dimensions. Who remembers that she is a Giant Dragon Hunter? The kind that can face Giant Dragons head-on.
Presiding the control power and defining capability, Ange removed the “light” particle from the holy light, made it less glaring.
Anthony, as Ange’s Mystical Warrior, understood the implications of these changes. Before this, Ange always relied on others to define the Holy Light.
The Face Purification Technique was defined by Lisa, the Rebirth Technique by the impaired singer Senlide, and Ange himself had never defined a new Divine Light Magic before.
And now, Ange’s Divine Light Magic no longer emits light.
Instead, the Great Angel’s Staff in Ange’s hand started shining. The top of the staff radiated an intense light, illuminating the entire room.
Little Sky excitedly took hold of the Great Angel’s Staff, raised it high, unfurled his four wings…
No, not four wings. After the light of Little Sky’s body merged with the light of the Great Angel’s Staff, a fifth, and sixth, wing gradually manifested.
Six-winged Archangel, the Supreme Holy Spirit!
Beimansen’s eyes nearly bulged out of his head. A Four-Winged Angel was enhanced to become Six-Winged Archangel? Is that even possible? How did this happen? What is this Ascetic Monk An? A god?
This can’t be. Once the Great Angel appears, the soldiers outside would never dare to surround the place. It can’t reveal itself.
Thinking of this, Beimansen shouted aloud, “She’s posing as the Supreme Holy Spirit, Seno! Kill her! Kill her!”
The Supreme Holy Spirits are only three in number, namely, the Wisdom Angel, the Blazing Angel, and the Strength Angel. The one in front of them had been enhanced and was thus a fake.
In response, Seno spread his wings with a swish.
Beimansen heaved a sign of relief. He had been worried that Seno might not dare to lay a hand on the Six-winged Archangel, thankfully…
Just as he was thinking this, he suddenly felt a space in front of him. Led by Seno, the Holy Spirit Angels he had brought with him all knelt down on one knee with their heads bowed in respect, making him the only one still standing out.
“Are you spreading your wings to kneel, not to fight? Bada, you should’ve said this earlier! We should all kneel together!” Beimansen cursed furiously to himself.
His legs gave way and he fell to his knees in a puddle of cold sweat.
The Little Angel was about to strike with her Angel’s Wand, but was stupefied at the sight.
She incomprehensibly turned back to look at Ange.
“Ow!” Ange responded.
The Little Angel scratched its head in puzzlement, holding the Great Angel’s Staff back in its arms. How to deal with enemies was easy–just one blow with Holy Light Flash. But what about this current situation?
Anthony swiftly stepped forward, “Just let them kneel. Stay on your knees and don’t move.”
“Ow!” Agreed the Little Angel immediately, shouting at Seno and the others.
Anthony then walked over, dragged Beimansen out, bound him up and stuffed something in his mouth to keep him quiet. He then directed the Little Angel to command Seno to come forward.
Following this, Anthony began whispering into Seno’s ear.
Negris and Durken, who were projected on Ange, could hardly contain their eagerness to jump out, “What’s going on? What’s this? Why has the Four-Winged Angel on the other side knelt?”
“It seems to be rank suppression. The fifth-ranked Supreme Holy Spirit has rank suppression on these ordinary holy spirits.” Durken commented.
“Damnit, call Luna over, aren’t all the Holy Spirit Angels from the curia useless? Luna has seen the Little Angel before, why hasn’t she been suppressed by it?”
Durken roared, “Damnit, your Little Angel here is barely kept under control by Ange, yet you’re talking about rank suppression?!”
“Well that’s true, no wonder Ange didn’t buff it before. The buff from the Great Angel’s Staff can boost its rank. A Six-winged Archangel, this is the fourth one, right?” Negris commented.
“This Six-winged Archangel… can it be counted as raised by Ange? He’s doing the work of the Gods of Light too?” Durken asked suspiciously.
“Why not? He has the Ring of Balance.” Negris defended confidently.
Although he does not possess the divine spirit of the God of Balance, the Ring of Balance is daunting enough; revealing it can intimidate quite a few people.
On this side, Anthony’s whispers in Seno’s ears were reaching an end. One hand on Seno’s temple, the other covering his mouth, Anthony leaned in close as if whispering a secret.
If it weren’t for the holy light glowing from the fingers resting on Seno’s temple, the sight would be fairly common…
Seno’s eyes grew hazy then confused before struggling, till finally, clarity was restored.
“Guliani has turned to the side of the Evil God and sent you to attack the Supreme Holy Spirit and the Ascetic Monk, his sins are monstrous. He deceived you all, follow the Supreme Holy Spirit and arrest Guliani,” Anthony whispered.
“Yes!” Seno answered.
All set; brainwashing the simple-minded Holy Spirit Angels was something Anthony had done countless times before. It wasn’t much of a challenge. Under the suppression of the Little Angel’s rank, Seno couldn’t resist much.
The noise outside was getting louder, and there was a faint sense of seismic activity. This was the stir caused by the mobilisation of the militia.
A cry echoed distantly, “Archbishop, Potosi and Krik are with the Pope, they have taken control of the armies with the Pope’s insignia. They are now surrounding this place with the Magic Crystal Cannons, Lord Bishop, run!”
“What’s there to panic about!” Dyson reprimanded composedly, marching out first. Just as he was out of the room, he remembered something, turned around, bowed his head, and said, “After you.”