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The dim, yellowish light grew even stronger.

Before long, the rich, dim yellow light drew the attention of everyone in Maurice, who looked up at it.

what is that?

No one knows what it is, and no one can make any judgment about it.

Even the well-informed Esmond couldn't see what this meant, but he had a vague sense of unease.

Suddenly, the crack widened abruptly, transforming into a massive void passage.

The dim, yellow light shone even more boldly, dyeing the night a hazy yellow hue, giving people a fleeting illusion of time flowing backward.

In the dim light, holy chants emanated from the enormous crack.

As Esmond listened to the singing, a thought struck him: "Why does this singing have a style reminiscent of the Church of Heaven?"

The songs of the Church of Heaven are always filled with a sense of holiness and etherealness, like music hanging high in the sky, requiring one to listen to the songs with a sense of looking up.

In the dim light and amidst the sacred chants, figures flew out from the enormous crack.

When Esmond and countless residents of Morris saw those figures, their eyes widened in disbelief.

Each figure appeared to be human, but each had a pair of pure white wings on its back. Bathed in light and accompanied by song, they danced in the high sky above Morris, as if performing a miracle.

"Angel!"

Someone gasped in surprise.

Angels are a race that has existed for a long time, only in mythological stories.

No one expected that they would one day see angels in the real world.

A female angel, acting as a leader, looked down at the crowd below and said in an arrogant and disdainful tone, "The person in charge of this city, come before me immediately."

She was speaking a language that was not from this era, yet it seemed to possess a special power that made it perfectly understandable to everyone.

Esmond felt a chill run down his spine.

He didn't know what was going on with the angel that appeared in the huge crack, but he knew that it was a power he couldn't resist. So, after taking a deep breath, Esmond leaped up to the roof of the mansion and quickly traversed the buildings to get closer to the female angel.

The female angel had long, orange-yellow hair, wore a white robe, her hair flowing in the wind, her eyes haughty, and her wings spread out behind her.

Upon seeing Esmond's arrival, the female angel glanced at him indifferently, waiting for Esmond to speak.

Esmond bowed his head and said, "I am Esmond Bell, temporarily in charge of Maurice. May I ask what Your Excellency requires?"

Seeing Esmond's respectful attitude, the female angel was somewhat satisfied and said calmly, "My name is Ida, and as you can see, I am an angel. This world is originally under the control of us angels, but due to some events, we traveled far across the stars and only returned here after a thousand years. We are unaware of what happened during those thousand years. Please explain the current situation in the world."

Esmond was shocked to hear this.

Returning from a journey across the starry sky?

He swallowed hard, thinking it was probably true, since an angel had indeed appeared before him.

After taking a deep breath, Esmond began to speak slowly.

Of course, the affairs of Amelia, Irene, and others cannot be ignored in his words.

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In a simple house in a small town alley, Rex, who had been sleeping, opened his eyes.

He was in a really bad situation during that time.

The former Pope is now forced to hide like a rat in the street, fearing misfortune if he shows his face.

And the one who cast such a shadow over him was undoubtedly Amelia.

“Amelia…Amelia…”

Rex had uttered this name countless times in private, his voice filled with intense pain, almost as if he were gritting his teeth.

Because of Amelia, the Church of Heaven was nearly destroyed, and everything he owned was reduced to dust, which made him feel extremely distressed.

Although he survived by sheer luck, it did not bring him any comfort.

Because he knew that when the pure white paradise descended, he would face severe punishment. He didn't even know what the punishment would be, but he had a feeling of unease.

The pure white wings were destroyed.

Countless man-made gods were destroyed.

As the pope, it's no wonder he'll face some kind of punishment for causing things to escalate to this point.

Whenever Rex thinks about these things, he feels nothing but despair.

What should I do?

What should I do myself?

Just as Rex was feeling unsettled and unable to control himself, a sudden thought struck him.

"This is……"

Rex suddenly stood up, went to the window, and looked into the distance, his eyes shining brightly.

A pure white paradise has arrived!

This feels like a pure white paradise has descended.

"My Goddess, you've finally returned?"

Rex took a deep breath, got up, and flew quickly toward the location that gave him that special feeling.

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Angels danced together, and holy songs were sung everywhere.

The city of Morris was bathed in a dim, yellow light, which seemed to make it appear even more sacred.

Inside the pure white paradise, floating islands rise and fall.

Compared to the other floating islands, an island that appears exceptionally small appears to approach from afar, nearing the edge of the pure white paradise.

On this island, a woman stands there.

She wore a pure white long dress that covered her curvaceous and beautiful body, revealing her fair arms and thighs. Her jade feet were barefoot, yet they appeared spotless on the ground.

A head of platinum blonde hair cascaded down his back, each strand appearing exceptionally crystalline, as if bathed in light.

Her face was delicate and pure, perfect and flawless, like the most perfect creation. Her features were exceptionally exquisite, and her eyes were golden, as if they contained two suns in one.

Behind Him was a pair of exceptionally crystalline white wings, more beautiful than the wings of other angels.

Without a doubt, He is the goddess of pure white.

When the figure of the pure white goddess appeared, all the angels who saw her showed reverence; it was their faith, their everything.

The goddess of pure white did not have to wait long before the angel Ida flew back from outside, solemnly conveying Esmond's words to her.

Upon learning of the current situation, the Pure White Goddess's expression turned somewhat grim.

Why has the world become like this?

When the accident happened, He knew that the future was becoming somewhat uncontrollable, but He also made many arrangements in secret, leaving behind the Church of Heaven and artificial gods. Why did the world still turn out this way?

In Esmond's report, Amelia, Irene, and even Theresa were all mentioned in detail.

Wind God, Sword God, Moon God!

'Red Moon's daughter? She's really accomplished.'

The pure white goddess thought to herself, and then she thought of Amelia and Irene.

The Goddess of the Pure White was not unfamiliar with Amelia and Irene, as the two had once come to the Age of Gods because of the God of Time and Space, and she naturally had a very deep impression of them.

Upon learning that someone could travel from the future to the past, the Goddess of Pure White knew that many troubles had arisen in the future, and that these troubles might be related to these two individuals. She tried to eliminate them, but unfortunately, she was unable to succeed because they were protected by the gods.

As it turns out, these two were indeed a major concern for Him, having already reached the level of demigods and become a threat to His existence.

'Before the accident a thousand years ago, I left behind the Church of Heaven, instructing Rex to find and kill Amelia and Irene a thousand years later, right? Rex didn't do that?'

The pure white goddess thought of this again, and her brows furrowed slightly.

His own arrangements always encountered various unexpected events, which undoubtedly made Him very irritable.

Why didn't Rex do its job well?

And why were his own pure white wings destroyed?

What about the artificial gods? So many of them are demigods; can't they change the current situation?

One question after another arose in the mind of the pure white goddess.

These are questions that Esmond cannot answer; he can only wait for Rex to arrive to learn the details.

The Goddess of Pure White knew that Rex could sense the arrival of the Pure White Paradise and should already be on his way. Moreover, Rex was a puppet she had created, so she could also sense that Rex was still alive. There was no reason for him not to come.

She gestured for Ada to step back, and the pure white goddess waited patiently.

Not long after, Rex finally arrived in Morris and came to the outskirts of the Pure White Paradise.

At the behest of the goddess of purity, Rex was allowed in by the angels and brought before her.

"Goddess." Rex knelt down respectfully.

The pure white goddess looked at Rex indifferently, not intending to ask any more questions. Rex was a puppet she had created herself. If she wanted to learn things from Rex, she only needed to read Rex's memories.

He reached out and pressed his hand directly onto Rex's head.

Immediately afterwards, all the events that had occurred over the past thousand years came to mind for the pure white goddess.

A thousand years of memories is undoubtedly an enormous amount of information, enough to turn a powerful apostle into a fool, but this level of impact is nothing to the Pure White Goddess.

He even quickly understood everything, and his face kept changing accordingly.

'So, the order I gave a thousand years ago wasn't received by Rex? Was it due to a time warp? That's why Rex couldn't deal with Amelia and Irene before they grew up.'

'Amelia can borrow the power of the gods. Rex's first body died because of this, causing the pure white wings to fall into Amelia's hands, and they were probably destroyed because of this as well. He deserves to die.'

'What?! All the artificial gods have been destroyed by Amelia? Are you kidding me?'

The more the Goddess of Pure White learned about the situation, the angrier she became, especially since not a single one of the many artificial gods had survived, which had torn her entire plan to pieces, causing her anger to surge ever higher.

He hadn't been this angry in a long time.

Rex knew that the Goddess of Pure White was learning about his memories and was very dissatisfied with the results, which caused him to tremble and lower his head.