At this moment, shatter the dimensional barrier

However, they also realized that Gabriel's divine power had been suppressed by the 'Lord,' and he was only at the sixth level at most.

When Gabriel was led out of the room by Lady Jeanne, she had transformed into a radiant and beautiful being, full of truth, goodness, and beauty. If one did not know what she looked like before, one would not be able to help but exclaim, "Little angel!"

Unfortunately, after Jeanne d'Arc left, Gabriel reverted to his old ways, though he became much more restrained. He started cleaning his room meticulously and stipulated that he could only play games for two hours a day.

If it exceeds two hours, Gabriel must be taken back to heaven to be kept under guard.

Gabriel finally behaved himself.

"Anyway, that old man won't care. So many people curse him every day, and he never punishes anyone. What's wrong with me cursing a couple of times?" Gabriel said listlessly. "But this world looks really fun. The world where I did my internship before was a boring cesspool."

“You’re an angel, you know! What if 'Lord' gets angry?” Anselm’s lips twitched as he silently prayed, “Lord, please look at this lazy angel! Will she really not fall?”

Although Gabriel's current behavior is at most lazy and he hasn't done anything bad, his biggest bad thing is probably leaving a half-finished drink on the street, causing a little trouble for the city's cleanliness.

“You’re worrying too much.” Gabriel waved her hand and pouted. “God is such a nice guy. If he were really angry, he would have been angry already. Believe me, I could yell at him a few times and he wouldn’t care.”

"I don't believe it." Anselm crossed his arms and looked at the lazy angel who looked to be only fourteen or fifteen years old. Go ahead and curse, but if the Lord really hears you, he'll send you back to heaven to be remade.

“Coward! He doesn’t care about anything as long as the world doesn’t have any problems. I’ll show you.” Gabriel put her hands to her mouth like a megaphone, took a deep breath, and shouted, “God is a dead old man!”

"You old geezer."

"Old man."

"chief."

"son."

Gabriel's voice echoed deep within the Forest of Miracles.

Luo Sheng's eyelids twitched twice, and he silently clenched his fist, a large "well" appearing on his forehead: "Looks like I still gave this useless angel too much freedom."

I don't care if ordinary people say something to me, because it's not worth it. It's like how humans don't care about what ants think, but they really hate it when a sparrow chirps in their ear.

Silently, I plucked a grape from the bunch and flicked it like a marble.

This grape is bound by the "destiny lock" of the "declaration of the great god".

At this moment, Gabriel spread her hands smugly: "See, nothing happened... Pfft!"

Before Gabriel could finish speaking, she fell backward as if she had been shot in the forehead, purple fluid bursting from her forehead like blood from a bursting head.

"Huh??" Anselm reacted instantly, panicking, but upon closer inspection, he realized it wasn't blood at all, just grapes, and was relieved.

Wait a minute! How did these grapes appear? Where did they come from?

He is a fifth-order transcendent being, although he is only at the early stage of the fifth order. It is impossible for him to be completely unaware of anything.

"Ouch! That hurts!" Gabriel fell to the ground, immediately clutching her forehead and rolling around on the ground howling, and slowly a bump swelled up.

"Who! Who hit me?!" Gabriel sprang to her feet, furious, and looked around. "Do you even know who I am?!"

puff!

Before she could even regain her balance, purple juice burst from the back of her head, and she fell flat on her face.

"Awoooooo—" Gabriel rolled on the ground, covering the back of her head with both hands and kicking the ground with her feet.

Her head wasn't buzzing, but it was throbbing with pain, almost killing her.

"Come out! Come out here!" Gabrielle snapped out of her daze and made a defensive move that was full of holes.

puff!

Grape juice burst open in the middle of her chest, and Gabriel fell to her knees as if she had been punched hard, clutching her chest and howling.

“…” Anselm froze, unable to perceive anything, completely unable to perceive anything, as if time had gone out of control.

This is probably the work of a high-ranking superhuman, or perhaps a deity.

"Stop hitting me! Stop hitting me! I was wrong! I was wrong!" Gabriel crouched on the ground, clutching her head, tears welling in her eyes. She was crying from the pain.

If she didn't realize this at this point, she would be an idiot. This was clearly an 'archangel' similar to Joan of Arc punishing her for just cursing 'the Lord'.

“I will never speak ill of the Lord again, and I will not do it again next time.”

"You want a next time? You'd better behave yourself, or I'll have Jeanne de' Medici spend an hour every day teaching you a lesson." A gentle yet stern voice echoed in Gabriel's mind.

Gabriel froze instantly, completely flustered.

This sound, this feeling, this aura—it is, it is, it is, it is…the Lord…

She deflated like a punctured balloon, her weak, pitiful, and helpless hands clasped in front of her chest.

She is a new generation angel who has never seen the Lord. Even the principal who is tens of thousands of years old has never seen the Lord. There are very few old angels who have actually seen the Lord.

But as an angel, she will surely recognize the Lord whenever He appears.

"Waaah, I'm sorry, Lord, please, please don't be angry... I, I didn't mean to." Gabriel prayed in her aggrieved heart, tears streaming down her face.

Luo Sheng's lips twitched slightly as he looked at Gabriel, who was crying her eyes out.

You insulted me, and you even cried? What right do you have to cry?

Oh well, after all, she's just a teenage new-generation angel, basically a minor.

"This is the last time," Luo Sheng's helpless voice echoed in Gabriel's mind.

"Mmm-hmm-hmm." Gabriel nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

"..." Anselm looked at Gabriel, who was crying pitifully and helplessly, and quickly turned his face away. I have no sympathy for a useless angel.

Actually, the little girl's cries were quite damaging to him, but if she really was a little girl, then this useless angel was just a little girl in appearance, and I had no sympathy for her, not even a little bit. My conscience is made of iron.

He silently prayed, "Thank you to the unknown deity who intervened and punished the useless angel."

"What are you looking at? Do you think I'm crying?" Gabriel saw Anselm peeking at her and immediately raised her sleeve to wipe the little pearls off her face in 0.01 seconds, then crossed her arms and said, "Hmph."

The next moment, she transformed into a sunny, adorable, kind, and beautiful person, with a sweet voice: "I didn't cry, it's just that the water elemental power here is too abundant."

"Yes, yes, sir." Anselm rolled his eyes at Gabriel, whose expression changed in an instant. He was clearly crying from the pain of being beaten, but he was being stubborn. He had almost all seven deadly sins.

Even the Demon King of Hell would give you his seat if he saw you.

"Let's go, let's go, I'm not looking at that stone tablet anymore." Gabriel put her hands in her pockets and turned to leave, pretending to be calm, but actually she was panicking inside. Her master had responded and even hit her, sob sob sob.

Didn't the archangel say that God cares about nothing but the world? The archangel, the principal, and the teachers are all lying.

I just want to go back to my room and bury myself under the covers...

Anselm watched as Gabriel, who had transformed back to her original form, silently followed. He wasn't there to protect the useless angel, but to keep an eye on her and prevent her from causing any trouble.

Los Saint returned to Eden.

The Garden of Eden is not much different from before, except that it is larger, about the size of a province in the Xia Kingdom.

This is just his residence; he doesn't plan to build a 'celestial realm' or 'divine realm' at the moment. He'll create them later when there's a need.

The Garden of Eden is currently located at the center of the entire solar system's spacetime, and no one can enter except for the gods permitted by it, with the exception of the Pantheon.

Once you condense a 'divine core' and become an 'eighth-order quasi-god,' you can enter the Pantheon. Having a 'divine core' guarantees you will become a god; it's just a matter of time. You are, in fact, a 'candidate god.'

In addition, the gods can also bring their retinues to the 'Pantheon'.

There are now many 'familiars' brought by the gods in the Pantheon.

The immortals of Liyue who have already reached the 'eighth rank', and the eight divine children of Inazuma are currently in the 'Pantheon' completing their 'divine powers'. It won't be long before they reach the ninth rank.

This "not long" could be as short as a year or as long as several decades. In any case, time is worthless to those above the sixth rank.

Euryale and Stheno, 'god-level heroic spirits' who just came from Type-Moon, have already felt the call of the 'Pantheon'.

Although they are weak, they are still legitimate deities and will naturally sense the 'Palace of Gods'.

However, they were timid and dared not go to the 'Temple of the Gods'. After all, in the Greek pantheon, they were the weakest goddesses. Even a demigod hero could bully them like monsters. Their small island was harassed by those heroes every now and then. How pitiful!

Luo Sheng stretched out his hand, and a wisp of divine thought separated out. Golden omnipotent divine power poured into the divine thought, and in the blink of an eye, it condensed into a colorful prismatic crystal. Strands of rules gathered together with the 'omnipotent divine power'.

Various higher rules were injected into it, including the supreme rule 'Truth'.

After all, it's about obtaining the 'Star Cup'. Although it's easy, he's always worried about the possibility of something going wrong. He doesn't fight battles he's not absolutely certain of winning. Even if there's only a one in ten million chance of failure, it's still a risk for him.

He wanted to condense a divine thought of a 'High-Ranking God-King'.

This wasn't the end of it; Luo Sheng had a sudden thought.

A long spear, gold and silver in color, appeared before them. The spear was covered with dense primordial runes and exuded an aura of 'high-level divine king'.

This 'Declaration of the Great God,' which initially belonged only to top-level main gods, has been gradually sublimated within his body into a 'High-level Divine Artifact of Authority'.

Odin of Type-Moon is only a minor Great God-King, but this gun can kill a whole group of Odins with a single thrust.

"Bring this gun into the world of No Game No Life, and you're guaranteed to win."

"Even according to the debate on Tieba, Altshu can become infinitely stronger in battle, but he could still be killed thousands of times with a single spear thrust before he even starts to get stronger."

He didn't want even the slightest accident to happen to the Star Cup, this 'all-powerful artifact'.

hum~

The 'Declaration of the Great God' was integrated into the colorful prismatic crystal, and the aura of 'Ascension of the High-Ranking God-King' emanated from it, matching the strength of his true form.

With a smile, Luo Sheng casually opened a dimensional portal leading to 'Six Thousand Years Ago in the Game of Life' and sent this wisp of divine thought into it.

Chapter 242: The Star Cup, the Gap of Omnipotence, Rick, the Second Savior

No Game No Life World

A colorful dimensional portal appeared silently in the dim stone forest, where there was no vegetation and only dust everywhere.

A fist-sized, colored crystal appeared from the dimensional channel, after which the dimensional channel closed.

hum~

The colorful crystals emitted light, and a humanoid figure of light and shadow appeared. The light and shadow quickly solidified into a physical form. Luo Sheng opened his eyes, and the golden eyes flowed with the rules of a world. All the rules revolved around a point of 'truth' in his eyes, like a rotating galaxy.

Behind him, a golden halo slowly rotated, filled with countless constantly changing runes. These runes recorded the power system of a world, the 'Ladder to Godhood'.

That's right, Los Saint also brought the 'Stairway to Godhood' system with him, although its strength is far less than his original body, but it is still enough to accommodate the growth of millions of people.

It is also a projection of the 'ladder to the gods'.

After all, no matter how powerful a wisp of divine thought is, it will not grow without the support of a 'root'. It is already fixed when it is projected, unless it obtains the root of another worldview.

Los Saint immediately turned his gaze to the planet beneath his feet, and 'Truth' allowed him to observe the planet's structure and everything in an instant.