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

Both being God's executioners, the executioner and the angel of death, they were astonished to see someone who had ascended to the throne of the Lord of Heaven so utterly incompetent and cowardly.

"Quack!!! You will all die! You have no right to be called angels!!!"

Filled with boundless rage and murderous intent, the Moon Angel abandoned even her human form, transforming into a radiant moon as she leaped into heaven.

One moment the true angels were cheering for the arrival of these holy lights, the next they were met with an endless massacre. Sariel, like a living, bright moon, relentlessly plunged into the strangulation of all the winged creatures before her!

Gua! Ye! Sayonara!!!

True Angel: Quack! Lord Sariel, our performance was so wonderful, why...?

Sariel: Kill!!!

"Fallen ones, little trumpet, you..."

Michael, along with Uriel and Raphael, decided to put aside their plans to go to Tutu and the true angels with Sariel, and instead teach these troublemaking fallen ones a lesson first.

Without the awareness of the troubles of the master, they need to quickly set things right in this world.

Strangely, this time, facing their pressure, Asmodeus and Mammon did not show the fear or pain they usually did.

They actually looked at me with a sense of 'shared misfortune'.

Michael was stunned; he seemed unable to decipher the meaning behind those two glances, and then...

He saw Beelzebub lying there, retching violently but unable to vomit.

Hallelujah~~~ Hallelujah~~~~

The more magnificent and grand hymns overshadowed Michael and his entourage's pomp and circumstance, and descended from those even more magnificent hymns—the spokesperson of God!

What happened? Hasn't her glory already returned to the Lord?

Michael's eyes instantly shrank to the size of pinpoints. As the man closest to God, he glanced at Beelzebub, who was still vomiting his reply, and immediately understood!

"Michael, my dear child, my most obedient messenger..."

The 'spokesperson of God' spoke in an infinitely loving voice, but the sound made Michael and the others tremble all over.

"Who gave you permission to come and go as you please in this world, and even entrusted my naughty child to clean up here?"

As he said this, Tsugumi was smiling and waving at him from below.

Tsugumi: You're awesome, no problem, Godfather! I've already cleaned up the toilet you used to poop in! Look, Beelzebub especially loves to eat it!

Although it was barely perceptible, the 'God's Spokesperson' rolled his eyes.

Then he turned to look at Asmodeus and Mammon, who were trembling like leaves, and Belial, who was lying on the ground with his eyes closed, and his tone suddenly changed—

"And you little bastards who deserve to be burned alive a thousand times over! Are you just loitering around my toilet like this? Huh?"

"Or perhaps you're really interested in attacking Heaven and embarrassing your former colleagues? Or maybe you just want to eat what I don't want anymore?!"

"What do you want? Money? Happiness? A comfortable mattress? Or do you just want me to teach you a lesson, huh?!"

"Speak! What exactly do you want?! What do you want?!"

God's sudden change to a volatile tone made them tremble, and Mammon and Asmodeus dared not refute him, kneeling on the ground without uttering a word.

“We’re mostly here for Lucifer’s amusement,” Belial said lazily, raising his hand despite the other two’s suggestive gazes.

"Mammon and Beelzebub coveted the divinity you left behind, but Beelzebub devoured it all. As for me? I was dragged here by Beelzebub. To be honest, apart from the guy who tricked us, none of us knew this place was actually your open-air toilet..."

Before he could finish speaking, God expressionlessly raised his hand and a bolt of lightning struck the three of them. Except for Belial, who lay there with his eyes closed awaiting death, Mammon and Asmodeus both let out extremely shrill screams.

Then they fell from the seventh floor of Heaven to the sixth floor, but clearly, the punishment was not over!

853>>>>

They had just landed on the sixth floor when God's lightning continued to bombard them relentlessly!

Ding—! We've arrived at the sixth level of Heaven (sound of Heaven collapsing)

God: Eeya! (Throws a thunderbolt)

Mammon or Asmodeus: Goo-wa!

Ding—! We've arrived at the fifth floor of Heaven (sound of Heaven collapsing)

God: Eeya! (Throws a thunderbolt)

Mammon or Asmodeus: Goo-wa!

Tsugumi: That's enough, please stop hitting!

Ding—! We've arrived at the fourth level of Heaven (sound of Heaven collapsing)

God: Eeya! (Throws a thunderbolt)

Mammon or Asmodeus: Goo-wa!

Tsurugi: That's enough, please stop hitting.

Ding—! We've arrived at the third level of Heaven (sound of Heaven collapsing)

God: Eeya! (Throws a thunderbolt)

Mammon or Asmodeus: Goo-wa!

Tsurugi: That's enough, please stop hitting.

Ding—! We've arrived at the second level of Heaven (sound of Heaven collapsing)

God: Eeya! (Throws a thunderbolt)

Mammon or Asmodeus: Goo-wa!

Tsurugi: That's enough, please stop hitting.

Ding—! We've arrived at the first level of Heaven (sound of Heaven collapsing)

God: Eeya! (Throws a thunderbolt)

Mammon or Asmodeus: Goo-wa!

Tsurugi: That's enough, please stop hitting.

Ding—! We've arrived in the human world (sound of heaven collapsing).

God: Eeya! (Throws a thunderbolt)

Mammon or Asmodeus: Goo-wa!

Tsurugi: That's enough, please stop hitting.

Ding—! Hell has arrived (sound of the earth collapsing).

God: Eeya! (Throws a thunderbolt)

Mammon or Asmodeus: Goo-wa!

Tsugumi: That's enough, please stop hitting!

Tsurugi watched as these three guys were beaten by God from the seventh level of Heaven all the way to the bottom of Hell, and then pulled back up to continue being beaten from top to bottom. His body trembled slightly.

"Scared?" Lucifer asked jokingly, taking a sip of tea beside him.

"That's just how the old man is; he changes his mind really fast, especially towards us disobedient kids. But to be fair, they really went too far this time. Everything else is fine, but they dared to covet his unwanted things."

"What are you saying? Didn't you have the same idea back then?" Tsurugi said, glancing sideways.

Lucifer silently took a sip of tea, watching Tsurugi remain silent, yet it seemed as if he had said a great deal.

"...Okay, I understand."

After God gave these three men a good scolding for coveting things they shouldn't have, for daring to stir up trouble in his toilet, and for being instigated by Tsurugi to attack Heaven, he regained his benevolent expression.

Before God could speak, Michael, Uriel, Sariel, and Raphael knelt before the Lord without hesitation, and began to repent with tears in their eyes.

"Lord! I only wanted to set this world in order—I didn't realize this was the world You left behind!" Michael directly admitted his mistake and loudly repented.

"I have committed the sin of arrogant transgression, and I am willing to accept any punishment from you, even if it means stripping me of this glory!"

"Sigh..." God's spokesperson—no, God himself—looked at Michael with a helpless expression, his demeanor completely changed.

“Michael, my good children, you have always been obedient and loving towards me, so how could I blame you? But sometimes you don’t have to try too hard. Although the development of some worlds is terrible, we don’t have to interfere with everything. Even I don’t have to be absolutely perfect. This matter is not your fault. You should go back now.”

Michael raised his head, tears streaming down his face. Although the Lord had forgiven him, Michael would not forgive himself.

"Quack! Atonement! He must go back and atone for his sins! For the next ten thousand years, he will go out to atone for this transgression—first and foremost, he must correct it in all the worldlines that have branched off from this world!"

God certainly sensed the thoughts of his most obedient child, but what could he say? As he said, the child who was thinking of himself was simply too fond of himself; should he then severely punish him?

Michael and the others left, while God waved his hand and seized the three of them, including Tsurugi.

"Hello, my beloved godfather, this should be the first time we've met in my conscious sense!"

With a forced smile, Tsugumi walked towards the God disguised as this birdman. Although it was merely a manifestation of his consciousness, he would cherish this first meeting.

"Although I've always known you weren't a well-behaved child," God said quietly.

"But you put on such a big show, exposing my entire world, just for your own amusement? How should I teach you a lesson? Do you want me to send you to hell and make you actually go to jail with them?"

"Oh, don't say that, Godfather!" Tsugumi shuddered, pointing at Beelzebub who was still retching, and said in a very innocent tone.

“I didn’t know this was the dumping ground where you left your things, and Michael didn’t know either. We were both unintentional criminals—although I guessed it later but didn’t tell him. But wasn’t all I did to clean up this world?”

"At least this garbage has found a home, hasn't it? Someone ate it, and quite happily at that..."

God looked at Beelzebub, who was retching. He had originally intended to teach the old fly a lesson, but seeing his pathetic state, he realized that no lesson was necessary.

853>>>>>>

Having consumed this divine essence that God rejected, he will be forced to descend and incarnate in various Gnostic polytheistic worlds for at least 200,000 years, playing the role of an evil god who will be repeatedly beaten and killed.

Forget it, just leave it alone!

"While my primary goal is to be happy, I also want to make this world a better place! Without these things, there would be a molded, normal, and vibrant humanity, a dutiful heaven, and that damned hell—but I can't be responsible for that..." Tsugumi continued to explain.

“No.” God interrupted Tsurugi, speaking earnestly.

"You must reshape this world, with your Triune authority—child, I have high hopes for you. Since you enjoy meddling in my affairs and digging up other people's dark pasts so much, I will come to you specifically for these matters in the future."

Tsurugi: ......

Although she felt like she was being given high expectations, Tsugumi always felt like she was being targeted.