Having traversed countless realms, can you possibly be as clever as me?

However, this is limited to the special attacks granted to certain spirit origins due to the legends of this world.

But for Tsurugi, the spiritual foundation of this world was originally dispensable.

His power comes from his character card, from his character panel, and from the extradimensional realm beyond this universe.

The power from this world is negligible.

However, they did indeed destroy their own 'spirit origin'.

"Oh, children, look what you've done." A slightly eerie smile appeared on Tsugumi's face, which was bleeding from all seven orifices.

"You have killed a saint..."

The next moment, countless black muds suddenly gushed out from the broken part of his body, instantly engulfing them and the weapons that had slain the saints. By engulfing them, he finally unlocked his saint panel!

But the transformation that has begun will not stop.

The saint is dead, the devil has arrived!

After all, as a boss, following the procedures is basic courtesy.

Within the black mud, surging and churning, countless pieces of flesh and blood, like spines, bones, and skin, surged out, expanding infinitely!

Until 100 meters

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Its diffusion only stopped when it reached a certain size.

And standing between heaven and earth was a huge, twisted, and terrifying demon that looked like a blasphemous statue of a god!

"Ha, ha ...

He laughed wildly, a chilling and terrifying laugh that echoed throughout the heavens and earth, and was also broadcast across the world via the live stream screen!

Dongjiang knew that upon seeing this scene, countless people would think he was a devil, and many would think he was merely pretending to be a saint.

But it didn't matter; he knew that once he made up his mind, some things were already unavoidable.

"I can't wait any longer~~~"

Between heaven and earth, between worlds, a terrifying demon stood amidst the collapsing mountains. Then, as if climbing, he grasped the hoof of the bull of heaven and ascended to the heavens.

Then, accompanied by chilling chewing sounds, he began to devour everything the Heavenly Bull had.

Click~ Click~ Click~

So many unsettling sounds echoed in the void, and how many of those who witnessed this scene could still believe that such a person was a saint?

"The devil... without a doubt, the devil!"

At least that's what Kirei Kotomine thought at this moment, or rather, his father's excited declaration made him choose to obey, even if he had some doubts.

At this moment, they, along with some persuaded church colleagues, were beside the unconscious Joan of Arc.

They firmly believed that Dongjiang was a heretical devil, and were willing to risk a break with Rome to cut down this devil who was swindling people by wearing the skin of a saint.

And now, their claims have been proven true: that was not the Lord's saint at all, but a devil in the guise of a saint!

We must, for the Lord, vanquish this demon!

They reverently held up the outer edition of the sacred text, a treasure brought by Kirei Kotomine. He had not explained its origin, but their colleagues were willing to believe in this self-disciplined and ritualistic colleague who was like a saint.

As for why Kirei Kotomine never said... it's probably because he also longed to get the answer that had troubled him for so many years from the true messenger of God.

So they began the summoning here.

'You have obtained the genetic information of [Celestial Bull Gugalana], and your power of jealousy has increased!'

Just as Tsurugi was devouring everything from the Heavenly Bull, seizing everything from this divine beast created by the Sumerian gods—

Right where he came from, a beam of light that shook the heavens and the earth appeared, followed by a melodious chime that resonated throughout the world.

Tsurugi looked up, first with suspicion, then with bewilderment, then gradually with a comical expression, and finally with a chuckle.

"laugh!!!"

The bell in the clouds seemed to come from the endless sky, from a sacred place that neither the naked eye nor science could possibly fathom.

Countless white feathers drifted down.

Then, as the light burst forth, Joan of Arc stood up, but some things had already changed.

Her armor transformed into a white dress, and the armor at the front of her long golden hair turned into a pair of dazzling small wings, while a pair of small and a pair of large pure white wings rose up from her back.

Holy sound, feathers, holy light

Amidst all this radiance, descending from within Joan of Arc's body, was an 'angel' belonging to this universe. She opened her eyes and questioned in a cold voice...

"My name is Metatron, the agent of God, the judge who decides the fate of mankind. Believers, why do you call upon me?"

231. Gabriel: Show off and I'll make you fly! (Bonus chapter, please vote!)

An angel named Metatron descended through the body of Joan of Arc.

A radiant angel sat upon a throne of white stone, overlooking all living beings.

The voice was cold, even reminiscent of a machine's icy tone, yet it brought tears to the eyes of her followers who had summoned her, who erupted in cheers.

"Oh, oh, oh, our Lord has truly answered us! It's an angel, it's an angel!"

“Metatron—isn’t that a pseudo-canon… (whispering)”

"Shut up! The names of angels are meaningless to mortals. Just understand that the one standing before us is a true messenger of God!"

Just as the priests were chattering away, Kirei Kotomine took a deep breath, stood up, and questioned them in a tense yet expectant voice.

“O messenger of the Lord! Please answer my questions. Why am I born unable to feel the beautiful emotions of this world? Why do I have thoughts that contradict God's teachings? What should I do?”

He paused, then said in a pained and conflicted voice...

"How can I escape this suffering? Please save me, this lost lamb!"

"Kiri!!!"

Kotomine Ritsu was surprised by her son's sudden loss of composure, but even more surprised by the confusion and inner turmoil in his words.

Could it be that my seemingly perfect son harbors so much darkness?

Metatron blinked his golden eyes, then spoke in a tone as emotionless as a machine:

"I am only responsible for conveying the Lord's will; I have no obligation to answer your questions."

"I have served my lord for decades! I am lost, I only ask for one answer!!!" Kirei Kotomine stepped forward excitedly, no longer caring about blasphemy.

He was willing to sacrifice everything to alleviate his confusion and pain, and he was even willing to die next to answer his questions!

"If you absolutely need an answer, then it's up to you to do whatever you want!" Metatron said calmly.

Kirei Kotomine's expression froze on his face. This might be an answer, but it was definitely not the answer Kirei Kotomine wanted to hear!

Or rather—even if you're trying to seduce me, at least use some rhetoric!

"But, by nature, I love tragedy and suffering!" Kirei Kotomine said, extremely conflicted.

"Isn't it the greatest sin and mistake to only feel pleasure by harming others? Is this the Lord's will? Can the Lord really forgive those who serve Him as such wicked and despicable souls?"

"Will it hurt others? But haven't humans always been like this? If the Lord doesn't care, then I don't care either," Metatron continued in his distinctly human-machine voice.

"Just continue to serve the Lord like this."

She paused, as if to reinforce the credibility of her words, and then summarized.

"As for whether this is the Lord's will? Isn't my will the Lord's will?"

Metatron said this in an almost matter-of-fact tone.

The scene instantly became very quiet.

All the priests who participated in the summoning of Metatron stared at each other with their mouths agape, shocked, trembling, and disbelieving.

After a tumbleweed rolled in from who-knows-where, Kirei Kotomine stood up shakily, pointed at Metatron, and shouted loudly.

"Falsehood! You are definitely not an archangel, what kind of devil are you? How dare you impersonate an archangel and utter such blasphemous words!!!"

"Absurd! I am the Viceroy of the Kingdom of Heaven, and my will is of course the will of the Lord!"

Metatron retorted earnestly, then said calmly

"You summoned me not to argue with me—do you mean I should absolve you of your sins?"

Kirei Kotomine wanted to say something more excitedly, but his colleague quickly covered his mouth. He looked at Metatron with a complicated expression and gritted his teeth as he spoke.

"Yes, Archangel! A demon is impersonating my Lord and attempting to slaughter the lambs of humanity. Please unleash divine punishment and vanquish that demon!"

However, Metatron ignored him, instead looking at the air beside him and saying calmly...

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Its diffusion only stopped when it reached a certain size.

And standing between heaven and earth was a huge, twisted, and terrifying demon that looked like a blasphemous statue of a god!

"Ha, ha ...

He laughed wildly, a chilling and terrifying laugh that echoed throughout the heavens and earth, and was also broadcast across the world via the live stream screen!

Dongjiang knew that upon seeing this scene, countless people would think he was a devil, and many would think he was merely pretending to be a saint.

But it didn't matter; he knew that once he made up his mind, some things were already unavoidable.

"I can't wait any longer~~~"

Between heaven and earth, between worlds, a terrifying demon stood amidst the collapsing mountains. Then, as if climbing, he grasped the hoof of the bull of heaven and ascended to the heavens.

Then, accompanied by chilling chewing sounds, he began to devour everything the Heavenly Bull had.

Click~ Click~ Click~

So many unsettling sounds echoed in the void, and how many of those who witnessed this scene could still believe that such a person was a saint?

"The devil... without a doubt, the devil!"

At least that's what Kirei Kotomine thought at this moment, or rather, his father's excited declaration made him choose to obey, even if he had some doubts.

At this moment, they, along with some persuaded church colleagues, were beside the unconscious Joan of Arc.

They firmly believed that Dongjiang was a heretical devil, and were willing to risk a break with Rome to cut down this devil who was swindling people by wearing the skin of a saint.