CHAPTER 363: CHAPTER 363: DEVOUR HER

"Hallelujah... Hallelujah..."

The ethereal and holy cheers rang by the ear, as if the layered chanting of billions of choirs, an unparalleled warmth and sense of security permeated the body and mind, a pure white feather slowly drifted down from the sky, turning into golden Holy Light and merging into the skin at the moment it touched the little girl’s forehead.

In an instant, the painful wide eyes of the little girl turned hollow and unfocused, her eyelids closed uncontrollably, and she fell into a peaceful slumber.

Perception was cut off, the invisible pull instantly dissipated, and the little girl’s body fell like a lifeless object, easily caught in Catherine’s embrace.

Then, looking up into the distance, a figure shrouded in a platinum hooded robe stood in the sky, faint golden Holy Light outlined his silhouette, while a pair of semi-transparent pure white wings unfolded elegantly and sacredly behind him.

In conjunction with the shattered and distorted dome, like an angel descending from myth to the earth, standing atop the clouds, compassionately gazing down on all beings, making one can’t help but want to kneel and worship.

The gaze lingered on Catherine for just an instant, then the figure in the sky gently flapped its wings, like a golden meteor shooting afar.

"Pope Country..."

Watching the golden meteor depart, Catherine, recalling the ornate and complex religious patterns on the platinum robe, couldn’t help but lightly bite her lip.

Is the situation really this severe?

Do we really have to request external aid?

Or was it that the other party just happened to be nearby and helped out conveniently?

While Catherine was deeply worried, the situation on the other side of the battlefield had already reached a boiling point.

Nearly ten dominances donned with Purple Gold Iris Badges surrounded a bloated woman, desperately blocking her advance.

On the periphery of the battlefield, Zhu Haomiao quietly observed the enemy, his gaze penetrating the surface of the material realm to find the opponent’s fatal weakness.

At this moment, Zhu Haomiao had already noticed that the enemy had entered a mystical state.

The [Truth] of the real world was being continuously devoured by her, and material-level damages were becoming difficult to destroy her.

But just then, the entire sky suddenly brightened, like a miniature sun blooming in mid-air, an endless Holy Light spread across the earth, enveloping the entire battlefield.

The warming Divine Power injected into their bodies, the dominances felt invigorated as if revitalized, their morale soared instantly.

In stark contrast, around Qu Lu, who was gradually returning to human form, golden chains materialized out of thin air, firmly restraining her in place.

Ssss~

The chains conjured from Divine Power burned against Qu Lu’s skin like scorching branding irons, emitting a sizzling sound and wisps of blue smoke.

On the other side, Zhu Haomiao raised his hand, watching as the Holy Light fell upon him, with nearly indiscernible black particles steaming up, he couldn’t help but furrow his brows.

This naturally contradictory energy attribute, seemed familiar...

Then, looking up at the sky, at the center of the miniature sun, a faint and elegant humanoid silhouette was visible, with a pair of massive wings unfurling behind, presenting a breathtaking, divinely religious epic tableau.

Another Blazing Angel...

"Roar!"

As Zhu Haomiao curiously observed, Qu Lu, having fully restored to human form, let out a bizarre roar, layers of voices resonating like whispers from Subspace, penetrating deeply into the souls of all present.

"You illusionary ants... dare to attempt to stop me!"

Gripping her fists tightly, Qu Lu grotesquely and slowly pulled her limbs, stretching the Holy Light Chains taut.

Crackling~

"We can’t let her break free! Strong attack!"

In the ear-piercing sounds of metal deforming, the expressions of the dominances changed slightly, yet they fearlessly launched an assault, enveloping Qu Lu in a storm of destruction.

But in the next second, a semi-transparent gray shadow membrane appeared, instantly swallowing all the attacks, leaving only faint ripples like waves.

It was only now that Zhu Haomiao finally saw the essence of that gray shadow, it wasn’t a manifestation of Extraordinary Power, but a barrier between Illusion and True, the embodiment of some sort of Concept!

Ordinary attacks were ineffective against it, only a Divine Authority capable of piercing both Illusion and True could tear through this barrier, harming the entity underneath.

"Step back, the upcoming battle..."

A voice as ethereal and melodious as a nightingale came from the horizon, but before it finished, Qu Lu in the center of the battlefield wrenched fiercely, breaking the Holy Light Chains wrapped around her by sheer force!

Bang!

A terrifying spherical shockwave swept across the land, the nearly ten Second Layer Heaven dominances were like a lone boat in a tsunami, thrown uncontrollably into the distance by the brute force.

Like hitting an invisible wall, Zhu Haomiao stood firm, his clothes fluttering, black hair dancing wildly, and eyes as deep as the abyss fixed unwaveringly on Qu Lu, his gaze piercing flesh to see a fist-sized, heart-like cauldron contour throbbing in her chest.

The eerie gaze penetrated deep into his brain, a bone-chilling chill rushing up the tailbone to the top of the skull, Qu Lu glanced at the watchful black-robed youth, then looked up at the sacred miniature sun in the sky, a twisted madness flickering in her pupils.

"Dragon’s Son... Blazing Angel..."

"Everything is but an Illusion, and I shall break free from this false prison, and touch the Truth..."

Mumbling like self-hypnosis, Qu Lu surveyed the entire world, the gray shadow enveloping her writhing like flames, dispersing dimly transparent gray haze.

Subtle gray particles tainted space-time, turning everything into nothingness where they passed, revealing bizarre, indescribable twisted chaos.

The rolling chaos swirled around, Qu Lu raised her hand like a Demon God, gathering a black hole-like spherical entity in her palm, directly pointing toward the miniature sun above.

Bang!

A dark pillar of light spanned heaven and earth, extinguishing the Holy Light, as an elegant silhouette descended lightly like a feather beside Zhu Haomiao, lifting the platinum hood obscuring its face.

"Hello, Dragon’s child, I am Rafael, one of the seven angels who serve before the glory of the Lord."

The golden hair emitted a faint Holy Light, the pure gold eyes filled with love and peace, despite the stunning beauty of an imperial sister, she exuded a mature and stable elder’s temperament.

Facing Rafael’s proactive greeting, Zhu Haomiao politely nodded.

"Hello, pleased to meet you."

After the indifferent exchange, Rafael looked toward Qu Lu not far away, a troubled frown surfacing.

"Her ritual is polluting the two worlds, I cannot destroy her without harming the two realms, do you have any ideas?"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Haomiao glanced at the figure suspended in the sky, chaos swirling around, like a God Demon, and instinctively licked his lips.

"I could try to eat her."

"Eat... her?"

"Hmm, no time to explain, help me tear apart the illusion-reality barrier, and I’ll deliver the fatal blow."