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

Alastor and his companions witnessed Shirley riding a dragon and charging into the body of the Lord of Hatred, while these weakened and powerless sinner lords could only place their hopes on the princess they despised.

They were not certain of the outcome until they saw the enormous demonic body disintegrate in the burst of light.

"Good! That useless princess has finally been useful once!"

Vox cheered with delight, but his wicked mind immediately began to strategize how to claim all the credit for the incident for himself.

Even though Pentagram City has been mostly destroyed and its population is only about 30% of what it used to be, there are still countless ridiculous problems.

But even on this already burned ruin, they still fought for power and engaged in infighting and backstabbing.

This is their incorrigible nature as sinners.

But at that very moment, a beam of holy light pierced through the heavens and earth, suddenly descending from the heavens!

Immediately afterwards, all the sinners in the Pentagram City saw a scene that completely broke their defenses!

Tsurugi, the pervert who slaughtered countless criminals and continues to torment them even now, is now ascending to heaven in glory.

He was draped in dazzling feathers of light, and his body was clad in armor woven from holy light. Brilliant silver light wove wings of light that fluttered behind him.

I am becoming an angel

Going to Heaven

"Fuck! How is this possible? This is fucking illogical! This is utter bullshit!!!"

"He went to heaven? Someone like that can go to heaven? He slaughtered so many of us! He didn't even spare children!!"

The surviving sinners were almost all devastated. Despite their curses of heaven and angels, only they knew how much they envied that heavenly world.

And now—this monster who deceived them with intrigue and disguise, instigated war, and even subjected them to tortures that even the most cruel war criminals would not have committed—has ascended to heaven!

He was even a demon god, a demon god who, no matter how you looked at it, had absolutely nothing to do with holiness!!!

The sinners were completely devastated; they couldn't accept this cruel reality. If they were to be tortured and killed like this, even the being who destroyed the Pride Ring would ascend to heaven! Then how pathetic and powerless would their existence be?

But what truly broke these sinners' defenses were the figures who followed Dongjiang to heaven.

Angel, Pancius, and all the other souls who have redeemed themselves.

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They had been stored in Tsurugi's soul stone before the war even began, and with the passing of Tsurugi's demonic body, they ascended to heaven as well.

Because such behavior actually fulfills the conditions for 'dedication'!

After all, when you 'die' while trying to make a terrible hell better and a more perfect order in the world, what else is that but a sacrifice?

With all conditions met, the demon god of the previous moment transformed into a dazzling morning star, leading his followers to the summit of the stars.

Xia Li, who had left her body, witnessed this scene, and her Dao heart was shattered.

"So, it's possible to go to heaven like this...?"

Shirley knelt on the ground, muttering to herself, utterly despondent.

After all, Tsuruga's actions proved one thing in fact—even if you slaughter and torture these sinners, as long as you can cleanse your soul with pain and then sacrifice yourself, you can still go to heaven.

In other words, the sinners who remain in hell today are basically beyond redemption.

Their sins are beyond redemption, and they have no right to go to heaven; they will suffer forever!

Of course, the final layer of rules in the Pride Ring has not yet been fully reformed. As long as they don't die, these remaining sinners can still roam freely and wreak havoc in this Pride Hell for the time being.

But let's not forget—the mass extinction problem is still unresolved, and the angels' regular annual cleanup work still exists.

In the past, death was simply death.

But now, not only are they going to die, but endless torment awaits them after death. To put it bluntly, their lives are no different from those in the human world; once they die, they have to go to hell to suffer!

And the worst part is—

Do you think that Tsurugi, now in heaven, would have a good attitude towards them?

"So, it seems that in six months, we'll be facing two archangels joining in the slaughter of us?" Alastor stood up weakly, smiling at Rosie beside him.

"This is absolutely terrifying, so I'd better find somewhere to hide."

Having said that, Alastor simply left. No one knew where this most powerful sinner had gone or what he planned to do. In any case, the other lords had no interest in this matter.

“Our building collapsed, our business is basically ruined, and even our audience… Fuck!”

Vox cursed in near despair and staggered away with Valentino, while Camilla remained before the remains of Zeus to mourn. As for the rest... there were no more lords left.

Apart from these few, all the other lords were killed like wild dogs by the aftershocks of Dongjiang's attack and are now hanging in the sky to be tormented.

Those beneath him might find a place to hide, or they might continue their bottomless, depraved killings, but in any case—the pentagram hanging above their heads at all times will constantly remind them, leaving them forever filled with dread.

The eternal torment after death has already been realized in this moment!

“Shirley…” Vicky went over and gently hugged Shirley’s shoulders. Looking at the disheartened Shirley, Vicky had no idea what to do.

She had never seen Shirley so dejected, not even when she was being mocked by those sinners, but it was precisely when her dream was proven to be true that Shirley became so dejected.

After all, Shirley's dream was not such a cruel and heartless rule, nor was it—full of endless torment of her subjects.

"Vicky, let me be alone for a while."

Shirley spoke softly, then stood up and staggered toward the ruins of the hotel.

Vicky watched Shirley's retreating figure, then glanced at the heavens above her head. After a moment of silence, she gritted her teeth, flapped her wings, and flew into the sky.

Although she has been declassified, she is still an angel—she must go and see what those guys plan to do to Hell after they ascend to Heaven!

And on the other side-

If Hell's reaction to Tsurugi's ascension to Heaven was anger and fear, then Heaven's reaction was pretty much the same.

After all, even Sila never imagined such a day would come—

"Well, sir, could you please tell me your name...?"

Peter, the gatekeeper of Heaven, was sweating profusely as he stared at the figure before him. Heaven had never received a visitor like this before.

Before him appeared a golden door, soaring into the clouds, forged from pure holy light, and carved with countless reliefs of angels—not the angels of this world, but the primordial angels that existed only in ancient texts.

Between the doors flows a transparent river, its source unseen. The water is so clear it seems nonexistent; only when you gaze upon it can you see the reflections of stars on its surface, stars that do not belong to any known constellation.

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Peter didn't recognize the stars, but he recognized the being emerging from the light at that moment.

His entire body was covered in armor woven from silver light. Each armor plate was made of pure, unadulterated light, with no gaps between them, as if it were a second layer of skin growing out of his body. It had magnificent wing reliefs that looked like a perfect work of art.

His head was covered by a hood, and beneath the hood was a void. There were no eyes, no nose, no lips, only darkness from which his true face could not be seen.

His wings weren't even feathers, but were made up of countless tiny, slowly falling ribbons of light that constantly shed, burned, and then recondensed in the air.

Tsurugi stood outside the Gates of Heaven, gazing inside. He glanced at Saint Peter—well, in this world, Saint Peter was a completely unmanly fellow, looking like a little girl!

Behind him, a torrential rain of feathers fell, a flurry of snowflakes like feathers whipped up by a gale. And the source of these feathers was the group of sinners who followed Tsugumi into heaven.

They emerged from the golden door one after another, and they looked almost exactly the same as they had in Hell.

If anything, the only difference is that they have an extra halo, their clothes are white, and a few people have grown pure white wings.

Oh, and one more small question—

"Are you asking me? Or are you asking them?"

Tsugumi withdrew her gaze, looked at St. Peter who was sweating profusely, and tilted her head.

The sinners who came from behind him were not just one or two, not a hundred or a thousand—but hundreds of thousands!

While these numbers may not seem enormous compared to the entirety of Heaven, accepting hundreds of thousands of angels at once is unheard of for Heaven!

"Sir, let's start with you..." the gatekeeper from Heaven stammered, looking as if he was about to cry.

“…Just call me Tyrael.” Tsugumi tilted her head, looked at Peter, and suddenly said with a serious expression.

"Because I am justice!"

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540. As always, a speechless paradise.

"So...we really went to heaven?"

Pantheon stared in disbelief at the cloud kingdom before him, taking in the surrounding scenery. Floating in the sky, there was no pungent smell of sulfur, no omnipresent violence and bloodshed, and not even such intense heat.

He still maintained the appearance of his sinner self, with a snake-like body, and even his attire remained unchanged—except that his color had turned white!

It seems like Paradise is too lazy to change the model!

"Oh... I already have a feeling it must be just as boring as my private high school before I even go inside."

Angel instinctively reached for a cigarette, but finding none, he muttered a few words.

He looked no different from someone in hell, except that his revealing clothes and stockings had all been replaced with proper robes. It seems that heaven is still very strict with homosexuals and drag queens.

Despite his complaints, Angel's joy and relaxation were undeniable.

Everyone around him was like that.

These sinners who have gone to heaven are of all kinds: some are old, some are young, some are ugly, and some are beautiful. But their expressions are all the same at this moment—a kind of almost exhausted, peaceful state of mind, as if they have finally reached the other side after experiencing the deepest suffering.

If before this they had some complaints about the torment and trials that Dongjiang forcibly imposed on them, after they finally arrived in heaven, all they had left was gratitude.

They've finally escaped that damned hell and arrived in the land of the best!

Peter was sweating profusely.

After registering Tsurugi's ridiculous name, Tyrael, he looked at the long line of people in front of him with utter despair.

What? What am I doing? Why do I have to register the names of hundreds of thousands of people all at once?

But more than exhaustion, Peter felt bewildered by the upheaval of his worldview.

He has guarded the gates of Heaven for thousands of years, witnessing countless new angels ascend to Heaven, but—he has never seen a former sinner enter the Kingdom of Heaven!

Lord! Isn't it said that all of Jesus' scriptures are wrong? He wasn't even the Lord's child, and there's no such thing as him bearing sins!

If that's the case, then what appeared before him?

"You seem confused?" Tsurugi looked at the bewildered St. Peter and said softly.

"You question your mentor; you refuse to believe what he says..."