Her silver hair danced in the night wind.
The glow of the Holy Sword lit the darkness in people's hearts.
The Hero's return alone was enough to ignite a movement.
More and more priests and believers stood up to join her.
Voices of doubt swelled into waves of resistance.
But a movement this powerful was bound to catch the attention of something greater.
At a secret gathering, as Emeralda passionately exposed a high-ranking priest's crimesthe skies above the Holy Capital suddenly changed.
The stars vanishedas if wiped away by an unseen hand.
And in their place came a massive, impossibly bright full moon, glowing cold and silver, dominating the sky.
Light spilled down like liquid silver, coating the entire city in a holy, otherworldly glow.
Then
A pillar of divine light shot down from the moon's centerso pure, so overwhelming it defied description.
White feathers rained from the heavens.
A holy hymn echoed across the citybeautiful, haunting, and crushing all at once.
A tidal wave of pressurepower beyond mortal comprehensiondescended from the sky.
Everyone with power, from elite warriors like Emeralda, Suzuno, and Albert, to ordinary priests
They all felt it.
Their sacred energy slowed turned heavy as if shackled by invisible chains.
From deep within, an ancient fear rosesomething primal and humbling, like standing before the divine.
Chapter 831: Archangel Sariel
"An angel?!"
Emeralda's face went pale.
Her emerald eyes widened in shock and sharp alertnessshe knew that kind of divine pressure all too well.
Suzuno Kamazuki nearly dropped the audit report in her hands.
She looked up at the massive, almost unreal moon and the beam of holy light descending from it.
Even someone as composed as her couldn't hide the fear in her eyes.
"That's no ordinary angel it'san archangel?!"
In a flash, Alwald stepped in front of Emilia.
His massive body flared with golden spiritual energy, like a mountain trying to shield everyone from the overwhelming pressure.
But compared to that vast divine presence, his strength felt small. Insignificant.
His golden eyes locked onto the spot where the holy light touched down. His voice was low and heavy, like steel:
"Emilia, be careful."
Emilia could feel her holy sword vibrating in sync with the terrifying presence of this higher-dimensional being.
Her eyes narrowed with focus.
But more than fear, there was pure determination.
She tightened her grip on the sword.
Even under the weight of that colossal moonlight, its silver glow refused to fade.
And then
A calm, familiar voice cut through the overwhelming divine aura, like a clear stream of water. It echoed in the minds of Emilia, Emeralda, Suzuno, and Alwald.
"Carry on. Don't worry about what's happening up hereI'll handle it."
It was Rei Ao.
Calm. Collected. With a confidence so steady it immediately put everyone at ease.
With him around, Emilia felt grounded again.
She gave her companions a serious look.
"Do as Rei Ao says."
Sariel.
The Archangel.
Right now, he was basking in power beyond imagination.
His arrival was supposed to land him directly above the Holy Capital, to shock the mortals into submission with divine force and retrieve the Evolved Holy Sword: One-Wing.
But
At the very last moment, something shifted. Just slightly.
He didn't see the capital. No screaming mortals below.
"What?"
He realized he was in a strange, empty silver space.
No up. No down. No sense of time.
The only thing that existed
Was a moon so massive it filled his entire vision.
It radiated impossibly pure moonlight.
Cold. Isolated.
But also vast. Overflowing with power.
It was so close, he felt like he could reach out and touch its frozen surface.
Even more thrillinghis natural connection to moonlight was going berserk. The power inside him was growing at an insane rate.
Lunar energy surged into him like a flood breaking through a dam.
His six pairs of wings spread open involuntarily, each feather shimmering with dazzling silver light.
Holy flames burned around him, bright and tangible.
He had never felt this powerful.
The sensation of being filled with this kind of power even made him forget the strange detour in his arrival.
"Where even is this place?"
A flicker of confusion passed through his sharp, flawless face. But the rush of power and the intoxicating feeling of control quickly drowned it out.
"This moonlight it's the perfect fuel for my power. I don't care where this isthis is where I'll show the world what divine power really means."
He smirked. And just as he was about to explore
A figure appeared from the void, quietly and effortlessly.
He wore strange clothes from another world, looked like just an average guy
But there was a depth to him. Something you couldn't explain.
"Looks like you're enjoying the space I set up for you?"
Rei Ao stood there, smiling calmly.
"What the?!"
Sariel's golden eyes narrowed sharply.
With his senses pushed to the max from all the power surging through himhe should've felt something. Anything.
But when his divine awareness reached toward this man it just vanished.
No divine energy.
No magical signal.
Nothing.
"You're not from Ente Isla."
Sariel's voice was cold, full of judgment.
"Your soul carries the mark of another world."
Rei Ao shrugged.
"Good catch."
"I'm from Earth. Just popped over for a visithelping the wife clean up a few things."
He pointed downthough in this space, direction didn't really exist.
"You know. Ente Isla's mess."
"Earth?"
Sariel's eyes flashed with realization. Then darkened with hostility.
"A lesser world an intruder."
"Intruder?"
Rei Ao chuckled like he'd just heard a bad joke.
"You're calling me the intruder? You guys from Ente Isla have been popping up on Earth for ages. Demon Lords, Heroes, Fallen Angels, Priests even your audit officers showed up."
"So it's fine when your people do it, but when someone else drops by, it's a crime?"
He laid the truth out flat, no sugar-coating.
Sariel's eyes flickered.
He knew Rei Ao was right. The church had been interfering in Earth's affairs for a long time.
But that didn't erase the fact that this manthis unknown forcewas a threat.
And worse, he couldn't see through him.
Couldn't measure him.
And it ticked him off.
Especially now, when he felt like a god.
An archangel's pride is absolute.
"Hmph! Empty words!"
Sariel growled.
The holy flames around him roared brighter, and the pressure in the air hit Rei Ao like a physical wave.
"I don't care why you're here. Before my divine authorityyou will bow."
"In fact, once I've taken you down, I might just figure out what this place really is."
Being this close to the moon, high on power, Sariel pushed away any doubt.
He was done waiting.
He would strike.
And crush this mysterious outsider with divine fury.
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Chapter 832: Bloody Sariel...
Sariel's six silver wings suddenly flared open with a powerful jolt.
"VMMM!"
The entire false-moon dimension shook in response.
A tidal wave of radiant moonlight surged into his palm, condensing into a gleaming spear made entirely of cold lunar energy.
Its tip shimmered with an icy brilliance that looked like it could tear through the heavens.
He didn't even bother using his signature powerWicked Light of the Fallen.
No need.
He was confident that one strike like this was more than enough to obliterate his opponent.
"Divine Judgment: Moonfall Spear!"
He shouted sharply.
The moonlight spear ripped forward like a comet slicing through the void, radiating a terrifying chill as it shot straight for Rei Ao's chest.
Where it passed, the air itself froze and cracked apart.
An attack like this could reduce even the strongest mortal to nothing in a blink.
But Rei Ao?
He didn't even blink.
Instead, he let out a quiet sigh.
And shook his head.
"That's it?"
He sounded almost disappointed. Maybe even a little sarcastic.
"This is what happens when power comes too easy. You forget who you really are."
Rei Ao looked at the massive lunar spear bearing down on him, then gave a faint, amused smirk.
"This entire space? I built it just for you."
"That moon you're drawing power from? I gave it to you."
Yeahthis entire dimension, including the moon, was his creation.
"You really think"
He slowly raised one hand, fingers outstretched.
"I'd be scared of a performance on my own stage?"
He lightly clenched his fist.
CRACK!
A crisp shattering sound split the silence, like glass breaking.
Right before Sariel's disbelieving eyeseyes that looked like he'd just seen a ghosthis most powerful technique, the Moonfall Spear, the one that could pierce the Earth's crust suddenly shattered into silver fragments.
And it didn't just breakit crumbled.
Right in front of Rei Ao's hand. Without warning. Without resistance.
CRACK!
The spear disintegrated into harmless silver dust, fading quietly into the fake moonlight.
"What?!"
Sariel's pupils shrank to pinpricks.
An icy chill rushed from the base of his spine to the top of his skull.
His ultimate moveboosted by the moon, in a world built to favor himhad just been erased like it was nothing.
Before he could process the shock, things got worse.
Much worse.
Rei Ao calmly clenched the same hand that had just crushed the spear into a simple fist.
"Here. Try my punch."
The fist surged toward him, growing larger and larger in his field of vision.
No glow.
No energy signature.
Just raw, unfiltered force.
It was so fast it didn't even register in space.
Sariel couldn't react.
Couldn't blink. Couldn't even think.
BOOM!!!
A deep, gut-punch of a sound exploded through the realm as Rei Ao's fist smashed straight into Sariel's face.
His skull felt like it was going to burst.
"GAAH!"
He screamed in pain.
His nose collapsed in an instant.
Cheekbones shattered.
Eye sockets cracked.
Teeth and golden angelic blood exploded from his mouth like a fountain.
The pain was unrealevery nerve screamed.
His mind nearly blacked out.
His body was launched backward like a wrecked ragdoll, hurtling toward the massive fake moon.
"AAAAAHHHHH!!"
His scream was twisted and broken.
He tumbled through the air, blood raining down like a storm.
And thatwas just the beginning.
Rei Ao vanished and reappeared next to Sariel in a blink.
"We're not done. Don't pass out yet."
He reached out and grabbed Sariel by the collar of his holy robe like he was picking up a stray kitten.
"You like the moon, huh? Think you're all that?"
His voice turned cold and sharp, laced with the street-tough bite of someone who didn't care about your title or halo.
The contrast with his overwhelming power made the scene even more surreal.
"Then let me give you a real close look."
Before Sariel could even gasp, Rei Ao's right fist turned into a blur again.
BAM!
A brutal uppercut cracked into Sariel's jaw.
His lower jaw cracked like dry wood, head flung back, gold blood and spit flying through the air.
BAM!
A follow-up hook from the left hit like a wrecking ball, crushing the side of his face and nearly popping out his eye.
BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM!
Punches came down like a machine gun. No rhythm. No finesse.
Just bone-crunching, space-shaking violence.
His face became a punching bag, every hit echoing with the snap of shattered bones and mangled screams.
"Archangel? So what?!"
"You think that title means you can mess with me?!"
Rei Ao swore and beat him like a street brawler, fists pounding Sariel's face again and again and again.
It was savage. Bloody. And somehow darkly comedic.
The mighty archangel of moon and death, reduced to a twitching mess, completely helpless in midair.
His once-glorious robe? Shredded and soaked in filthy golden blood.
The giant moon above? Just watching.
Its cold light quietly illuminating a beatdown that looked like blasphemy itself.
Eventually, Rei Ao got bored.
He stopped.
And casually let go of Sariel like he was tossing away trash.
Sariel crumpled in the void, his body limp and broken.
His once-beautiful face was a swollen, bruised, multicolored wreck.
Unrecognizable.
Six silver wings drooped like snapped branches.
Feathers were torn, bloody.
His holy robe hung in shreds.
Curled in on himself, he shivered slightly.
Golden blood leaked from his nose and mouth.
The only sound he could make was a soft, broken whimper"Uhh uhh"
The dignity of an archangel?
Gone. Long gone.
Chapter 833: Two Birds Running Away...
"Tch. This punching bag's way too soft. I barely hit him and he's already falling apart. Can't even take a beating."
Rei Ao casually rolled his wrist, a look of disgust on his face.
In front of him, Sariel was a messhis face swollen and bruised beyond recognition.
After loosely fixing his rumpled clothes, Rei Ao suddenly paused.
He sensed something.
His eyes drifted lazily toward a corner of the false moon realm, voice carrying a hint of amusementand growing impatience.
"Hey. You over there. Your buddy looks like a beat-up pig, and you're just gonna keep hiding and watching like it's a show? Come out already."
Silence.
Then
The space he was staring at tore open quietly, like someone ripping fine silk.
A figure stepped out.
He had holy wings toobut compared to Sariel's, his were sharper, more defined. His presence was completely different: warm like the morning sun, but impossibly deep and calm.
Silver hair. Striking features. A godlike presence wrapped in quiet sorrow.
His eyes were a deep, endless bluelike the sky itself.
And right now, those eyes were focused on Rei Aoand the unrecognizable pile of flesh that used to be Sariel.
This was none other than the Archangel Gabriel.
The one known as the Angel of Wisdom, Communication, and the Divine Messenger.
Gabriel's gaze paused briefly on Sariel.
In the depths of his serene blue eyes, there was the faintest flicker of shockmaybe even a tiny bit of satisfaction?
But he quickly masked it all.
