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

Angels were transformed directly from God's tools into a universally rewarded status, which made them far too 'human'.

So it's no wonder that angels often sneak off to earth to have some fun under the guise of missions; this might also be part of the reason why Adam became abstract.

After all, in many ways, places that are too perfect and righteous are a bit too oppressive.

Oh, and one more thing—

The vast majority of the angels here are non-humanoid Furies; only Adam and his exorcising angels, a very small number, retain human appearances—or rather, can choose their own form.

Dude, this is fucking weird!

"Who does that bastard think he is?!"

Several days had passed, but Adam was clearly still bothered, not by Lucifer's brat, but by that strange 'sinner'.

"He actually claims to be more qualified than the angels of Heaven? That son of a bitch is utterly absurd! Next time there's a mass extinction, we'll hunt him down and kill him!"

Bored out of his mind, Adam walked down the magnificent golden streets of Paradise, thinking of the sinner he had encountered not long ago, and angrily said while holding a milkshake.

"Alright, boss, we'll be down there to slaughter them soon anyway, calm down."

Lute comforted his unhappy boss from the side.

"Moreover, the Supreme Six-Winged Angel said that the Great Extinction is an absolute secret that cannot be told!"

"Yes, yes, I know—don't fucking boo me, you bitch!"

Adam took a sip of his milkshake, glanced at Root sideways, and continued to be sarcastic.

"You should listen to your lieutenant, Adam!!!"

A majestic voice sounded behind Adam's head, and then, to their surprise, a radiant light transported them to a tower at the highest point of Heaven, where a tall female angel looked down at them with a displeased expression.

She has six pure white wings, is more than twice the height of Adam, has silver skin, a holy and beautiful face, long hair as white as her wings, and a double halo like a crown.

"Fuck, Sila! You can't sneak up on other people like this!" Adam complained unhappily.

Nevertheless, the supreme six-winged angel before him undoubtedly held a position completely superior to Adam's, and Adam's dissatisfaction could only be limited to complaining.

Well, a pseudo-spiritual being who is considered an angel of death, a killing angel, and a fallen angel for a time in most worlds, who slaughtered a third of humanity, has become the leader of the Kingdom of Heaven in this world, and has even stepped on the forehead of the innocent Adam.

Man! What can I say?

Forget it, let's not discuss these complicated issues any further—after all, she at least barely fulfilled some of the roles of the Angel of Death, and the mass extinction was something she tacitly approved of Adam doing.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me." Lute quickly bowed to Xila.

"I didn't come to see you about this, Adam," Shira said, her face grim.

"Did you go to Hell and meet Lucifer's daughter?"

"Yes? But so what?" Adam seemed extremely impatient.

"Are you here to blame me for my poor performance? But who can blame me for being outnumbered and outgunned? If you could get more people to join my exorcist angels, or even wage war against Hell, none of this would be happening!"

"The only reason I allowed you to do this was to ensure the safety of Heaven," Sila said coldly.

“This absolutely does not include war! Adam, I do not care about your personal grudges, and the grudges between you and Lucifer should not involve Heaven.”

"Fuck you!" Adam gave him the middle finger without any politeness.

—Although I hate to admit it, that bastard was right. There are too many lazy officials like that in Heaven, otherwise Hell wouldn't be so rampant!

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"Though I have no hope, if Lucifer's daughter can truly make some sinners better, Heaven can accept them," Sila said coldly.

"Go to hell, dream on! Those damned bastards will never get any better!" Adam said bluntly.

"If even one true saint were to emerge from hell—uh."

Adam hesitated for a moment, then decisively changed the subject, remembering someone.

"Alright, Sila, what exactly is your purpose in coming to see me?"

“A strange person has recently appeared in Hell.” Sila stared intently into Adam’s eyes, emphasizing each word.

“He built churches in Hell, carried out redemption, and did exactly the same things as Lucifer’s daughter. But the difference was that Heaven found him without the skin of a sinner, and that he used the radiance of Heaven.”

"What are your thoughts on this, Adam?"

"Oh, f***ing, shit! If it's true, that's amazing!" Adam exclaimed, feigning surprise.

"—Stop pretending, Adam, I know you've known about him for a long time!" Sila suddenly pulled closer, staring intently at Adam without any politeness.

"Why did you withhold such an important information from me! Adam, you should tell me everything that happened in Hell!"

"Because he can't be an angel, nor a saint," Adam suddenly sneered.

"Although he didn't come from my eggs, I can smell the stench of sin on him! He belongs to hell, at least partly to hell, and no matter how he disguises his holy light, he is still a thing of hell!"

"Do you really think so?"

Sila stared at him expressionlessly, and then, in the next second, half of heaven suddenly trembled slightly.

"Fuck, earthquakes in heaven too?" Adam cursed, looking at the milkshake on the ground, then immediately realized this wasn't the time for such nonsense.

He quickly flew out of the tower and looked down at Heaven—which is quite interesting, as Heaven and Hell can actually see and even come into contact with each other; theoretically, they are even in the same world.

"What the hell?!" Adam stared in shock at the scene below, dumbfounded.

A golden holy light was imprinted on the enormous pentagram of the Ring of Pride, and the violent tremor could be felt even in Heaven.

"What exactly happened down there?!"

"That martyr, that thing from hell you speak of, is trying to change the rules of hell!" Sila flew to his side, her face grim.

"How is this possible? This is impossible!!!" Adam exclaimed.

"No, actually it is possible. The surface structure of Hell was originally reconstructed by Lucifer and us. Although Lucifer himself has the deepest understanding of all this, the Pride Ring, as the prison that imprisons Lucifer and the first layer that separates Hell from Heaven, was originally constructed by Heaven."

Sila looked at the gradually changing pentagram and took a deep breath.

"So, theoretically, anyone with the power of Heaven equivalent to a six-winged angel can modify the rules—Lucifer can't, as a prisoner he can't change a part of the rules, but Emily and I can."

Sira stopped Adam from shifting the blame to Lucifer, so there was only one answer.

"You mean this fake priest has heavenly power comparable to yours!" Adam's voice rose several octaves.

"So he's also a six-winged angel?!"

“Absolutely impossible! He’s definitely not an angel!” Sila asserted.

"But the holy light he used was real, it could only come from heaven! Adam, I want you to explain the details of your communication with him, tell me who he really is!"

"How the hell would I know?" Adam stared intently at the hell below, then his expression turned strange.

"Wait, what happened down there? Why are those damned sinners fighting amongst themselves?"

These sinners not only started fighting among themselves, but they also seemed to be attacking in the direction from which the holy light was being emitted.

Furthermore—it seems that the sinners who supported that arrogant martyr also exploded their bodies and merged with each other under some kind of magic that even Adam would find cruel, creating a series of extremely troublesome demonic behemoths.

What's wrong with that guy? Is he on the side of hell or heaven?

"Wait, the rule he wants to change is—"

Sila's expression was grave; she had just received Dongjiang's instructions regarding the changes to the rules of Hell.

"The rule he wants to change is—all sinners, while in the Pride Ring, must suffer torment equivalent to their sinful acts, with the following specifications and additional effects..."

Sila's expression changed drastically, and she turned her head away as if in discomfort. Adam immediately leaned over to look and saw that his expression had also changed slightly.

The rules of torture above are extremely detailed and complex, as if he had made countless preparations for them. The contents are all about how to meticulously torture and punish sinners, including the complete process, legal clauses, and supplementary provisions.

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For example—in cases where the theft is committed intentionally and maliciously, and has caused harm to the victim, after applying the sentencing standards mentioned above, one or more of the following punishments will be imposed on the perpetrator:

1. Both hands and feet are severed and cannot be restored during the period of atonement.

2. The entire body is skinned and placed in a pile of salt; the duration of the punishment is determined by the severity of the offense.

3. Organs, skin, and other parts of the body will suddenly disappear at random intervals, while amplifying the pain experienced by the sensory organs in the affected areas.

However, if theft results in the victim's death or other problems, it will lead to the punishment of other crimes, and the methods of punishment for these crimes...

"Oh! My holy Dik!!!" Adam couldn't bear to watch any longer. He loosened his collar and looked at the holy figure radiating holy light with eyes full of awe.

"Dude, even I think you're being too cruel!"

"...We must stop him!" Sila paused for a moment, then looked at Adam coldly and said...

"Adam, take your exorcising angel and prepare to set off to stop this madman and bring him back to Heaven to face judgment! If this continues, Hell and Heaven will be engulfed in a full-scale war!"

“I refuse to accept orders!” Adam said without hesitation, flapping his wings and looking at Sira, enunciating each word clearly.

"If you want me and my girls to stop someone who wants to make hell more like hell, then I'd rather go down there and wage all-out war against the garbage of hell!"

"Sila, I'm no match for you, but I can make you look bad enough. I hate that boastful guy down there, but for now, you'll stay here and watch me to the end!"

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

P.S.: The ending of "The Black Robe" was truly awful...

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A masterpiece by the Life Extractor: "Traversing the Heavens, Can You Be Smarter Than Me?"

535. If hell doesn't torment people, does it even deserve to be called hell...?

"Ahhhhh!!!"

With a roar from Vicky, the angel steel spear in her hand cleanly severed the head of a chimera demon.

Weapons forged from angel steel are theoretically capable of killing all life, but—

Looking at the shattered corpse, where only a portion had lost its vitality while the rest was rapidly writhing and coalescing, Vicky murmured.

"What an evil spell this is—what does he take human souls for!"

Although Vicky had witnessed countless acts of slaughter and the rampant atrocities of demons, what she was seeing before her still sent a chill down her spine and instilled a profound fear.

"Vicky, come up here quickly!!!"

Just then, Shirley flew over riding the now-grown demon dragon Raz. Without saying a word, Vicky jumped onto the back of another demon dragon, Daz, and the two dragons charged straight toward the top of the church!

"Shirley, we should wait for them—"