Chapter 139: Sacred Light
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 139: Sacred Light
[Sacred Light - Virgilis Lv.180]
[HP: 5,000 Trillion / 5,000 Trillion]
That golden figure of ultimate purity finally coalesced at the end of the radiance.
Virgilis had now completely shed his mortal shell.
Twelve pairs of wings of light unfurled from his back, each feather condensed from the purest light. Luminous plumes drifted from the tips of his wings, dissolving into fresh brilliance that merged into the halo surrounding him.
The health bar of five thousand trillion was like a golden abyss, stretching across the system interfaces of every player present.
"Five... five thousand trillion?!"
"What kind of scale is that?! Did all those Archangels combined even add up to a fraction of that?!"
Among the players below, cries of shock erupted one after another.
Against the three Level 150 Archangels from before, they could still barely manage to hold their ground by relying on Suppression affixes and an endless stream of Death Substitution Contracts.
But now, this Sacred Light before them—the pinnacle of power achieved by merging the entire strength of the Angel Race—had completely transcended the boundaries of their understanding.
"Is this the greatest power attainable in this era?"
Virgilis looked down, inspecting his new form.
The world's level cap was still restricted to Level 126, but by merging the angels' power, he had also inherited the Angel Race's trait of being able to ignore world limitations.
In this era where the True Gods had yet to awaken, in this world where the gods still slumbered in the shadows of history—
He, Virgilis, was in a league of his own.
"Enough."
Virgilis looked up, his tone calm.
"It is time for this farce to end."
He raised his right hand.
[Flawless Light of Miracle Lv.1]
The light swept past.
Under the incredulous gazes of everyone present, the Heavenly Mountain began to restructure itself.
The mountain peak that had been sheared off by the Sword of Expedition’s cannon, the crumbling ruins of the cathedrals—everything the light touched restored itself to its original state, as if time were flowing backward.
Furthermore...
Those Holy Church followers who had been mutated into monsters actually returned to life within the light. They stood amidst their rebuilt home, looking at one another in a daze.
It was nothing short of a miracle.
Virgilis withdrew his hand and turned his gaze toward the Expedition Fleet circling in mid-air, as well as the Northern Lords and players who were still stubbornly resisting.
"You all shall vanish as well."
His voice was chillingly indifferent.
[Gaze of God Lv.1]
A white light flashed.
Wherever Virgilis’s gaze fell, the white light followed.
As the light swept across, vast swaths of alchemy machinery were instantly erased, vanishing without a sound.
Hundreds of players who failed to react in time were simultaneously turned into white light.
The fleet suffered heavy losses but continued to hold on.
Thanatos and Strife used their Authorities of Death and War to desperately resist the erosion of the white light, shielding the few remaining Demigod Lords behind them.
Taro Ball and his group retreated to the deck of the Void Dragon, their expressions grim.
In a certain corner...
The moment the white light swept toward them, an invisible barrier quietly unfurled.
The Two Little Ones stood in front of Atoris and Cecilia, their small hands tightly clasped together.
Ripples of Space-Time Authority spread out from them, isolating this small area from the destructive white light.
The light dissipated.
Cecilia panted heavily, staring at the two petite, blue-haired backs in front of her. For a moment, she didn't know what to say.
The Two Little Ones weren't paying her any attention.
Their eyes were locked onto the golden figure high in the sky, their fists unconsciously clenched.
The murderer who killed their friend...
The guy who turned Uriel into light.
They had finally managed to find a like-minded friend outside of the Land of Distortion...
This...
This was absolutely unforgivable!
They took a step forward in perfect synchronization.
Then, two hands pressed down on their shoulders simultaneously.
"I say, could you two stop making a scene here?"
The Two Little Ones spun around.
In that instant, their eyes went wide and round.
"Si... Sister Xiaobai?!"
"W-we..."
The newcomer was Xie Bai.
She wore her simple dress, her silver-white hair with its crimson tint slightly messy, and her eyes were half-lidded.
But she was truly standing there.
From the moment the Heavenly Mountain had been leveled, she had already arrived on this battlefield.
Relying on the absolute concealment of her Spirit Form, she had hidden herself from everyone's perception, quietly watching everything unfold.
She had seen the Two Little Ones frolicking in their mecha, seen them playing cards with Uriel, and seen that child hand over the character codex to them at the very end.
Everything had been within her sight.
Now, the Two Little Ones clung to her piteously, their eyes red, wanting to say something but not knowing where to start.
Atoris and Cecilia both froze.
Atoris lowered her eyes; she hadn't yet figured out how to face Xie Bai, or how to greet her in a way that was reasonable and not abrupt.
Cecilia was the exact opposite.
She was nearly jumping out of her skin, her "loli-loving" heart pounding wildly in her chest. However, she forced herself to stay calm, reminding herself that this was absolutely not the time for any nonsense.
Especially since she had just witnessed the Two Little Ones easily resisting Virgilis’s devastating attack, and now these two little ancestors were clinging to Xie Bai to complain.
Cecilia took a deep breath, trying her best to stay composed.
Fortunately, Xie Bai wasn't paying attention to them.
"Alright, I know."
Xie Bai rubbed the hair of the Two Little Ones, her tone uncharacteristically gentle.
"Don't worry, that little angel didn't actually die."
"Ugh... huh?"
The Two Little Ones froze simultaneously.
"Not dead... really?"
In response to their questioning looks, Xie Bai pointed to the golden codex in Gamie's arms.
"Not just her—the souls of all the angels have not dissipated."
Her voice was calm, yet it carried a certain reassuring certainty that was the polar opposite of Virgilis’s coldness.
"The souls of those angels are all preserved within this Book of the Heavenly Domain. All they lost was their power."
In her eyes, the information panel provided by the player system was clearly displaying:
[Book of the Heavenly Domain]
[A book recording the history of the Heavenly Domain, and also a soul container for the Angel Race. Specifically guarded by Uriel.]
[Current Souls: 124]
Gamie asked cautiously, "Then... then can they be resurrected?"
Little Gamie’s eyes lit up. "If they can... we could even bring them all over to be Sister Xiaobai’s kin!"
"Cough, cough..."
Caught off guard, Xie Bai nearly choked on her own saliva.
"Well... I'll think of something later."
She looked up, gazing at the golden figure still overlooking the battlefield from high above.
For some reason, she felt an indescribable sense of... familiarity from that pure light.
"What's the deal... is he a giant lightbulb too?"