Chapter 576: On the Stage and Off

"Who is it?"

"Guard the sovereign! Quickly, protect Lady Sophie Liya."

"Damn it, you bunch of Inquisition lunatics."

"Do you mad dogs even know what you're doing?"

Because of this sudden turn of events, the originally solemn and dignified coronation ceremony descended into chaos. The Angel Witches and angels who had been kneeling on the ground now raised their heads in astonishment.

They first looked at the black-robed figures outside the door with shock and anger, then turned their heads to look at the twelve-winged figure on the high platform.

And when they saw that Sophie Liya's chest had been pierced by a halberd, and that vibrant crimson was staining her pure white priestess robes, the shock and anger in the eyes of the Angel Witches and angels rapidly transformed into terror and madness.

For these believers with devout faith, there was nothing more despairing than this moment.

Although Sophie Liya had not yet fully drawn her sword, the noble twelve wings behind her had already convinced all the Angel Witches that she was indeed the Sacred Son of the God King, who, according to the God King's prophecy, would lead the Angel Witch race to a revival.

Upon realizing this, everyone—from the Apocalypse Battle Group who were already loyal to Sophie Liya, to the priests of the God King Sect who had originally been forced to attend the ceremony—was stirred into a frenzy of joy.

After all, no matter what, as Angel Witches, they all hoped their race could halt its decline and stand once again at the pinnacle of the world; this was the shared wish of all Angel Witches.

And now, this wish, longed for for tens of thousands of years, finally had a glimmer of possibility; the lost glory of the angels for tens of thousands of years finally had hope of shining once more. All of this should have been as beautiful as a dream, but now...

That halberd wasn't just piercing Lady Sophie Liya's chest; it was clearly piercing the hearts of all Angel Witches.

If there had been no hope from the very beginning, that would be one thing, but why give them hope, only to cruelly snatch it away the very next second?

This could not be endured; this, above all else, could not be forgiven...

On the other side, the angels were equally furious. After all, they had sincerely submitted to Lady Sophie Liya during the Witch's Night, and many angels were even waiting for Lady Sophie Liya to return to Heaven with the Lord of Radiance so they could defect to this Princess with such a promising future.

But now, their future liege had been assassinated right under their noses. How could they endure this?

Of course, no matter how angry these young angels were, their influence was actually limited; after all, their strength was just so-so.

But what was truly terrifying was the fury of the leader of the Angel Delegation, the Archangel Sariel.

This was a big shot equivalent to a Witch Sage, and she was also the most devout believer of the Lord of Radiance. Now, the only daughter and heir of the deity she worshipped had been assassinated right before her eyes. How could Sariel not be grief-stricken and furious?

If this Princess were to truly meet with an accident, how would she have the face to see the great Lord of Radiance again?

It is said that when an Emperor is enraged, a million corpses fall. In such a transcendent world, when a Sage is enraged, it isn't just a million corpses that will settle it; this usually signifies the end of several worlds. After all, such existences are no different from the Creators or deities in the imagination of mortals.

It's just that the Witch World, one of the only four great natural disasters in the Western Universe, clearly could not be destroyed at will by a mere Sage.

In fact, Sariel had instead been constantly enduring the suppression and sealing of the Witch World.

She was, after all, an outsider. Even if the outsider delegation had entered the country through legal procedures, because of her strength and danger, some suppression and sealing were necessary.

It was just like how foreign delegations must pass security checks and hand over all weapons and equipment before entering the palace to see the Emperor.

Sariel's current strength had actually been suppressed to less than one-tenth. As she was now, she could at most exert the strength of an average Peak Witch. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been too late to stop that fleeting halberd of flowing light just now.

Even if that halberd, which looked so ordinary, was actually an eleventh-ring forbidden spell.

But now, in extreme fury, this Archangel even broke through the suppression and anger of the Witch World, forcibly recovering a portion of her strength. Even though such an act had already been regarded by the Witch World as a provocation and a disturbance, and it had issued a warning to her, Sariel could no longer care about such things now.

Consequently, that terrifying pressure enveloped the entire cathedral, making almost everyone present feel a bit breathless.

However, this did not include the black-robed figure wearing a clown mask at the door. Even when facing this Sage-level pressure that felt like the might of heaven, the Grand Inquisitor remained very calm. She just silently retracted her throwing posture, then stood straight again, finally looking at the furious Archangel with a gaze that was calm yet filled with scrutiny.

"Lord Sariel, are you trying to provoke the authority of the Witch World and start a war between the two realms again?"

The black-robed person spoke, not only without a shred of fear, but even with a tone that was quite aggressive.

Sariel: "......"

The Archangel was even more furious. Her body trembled, and she almost couldn't control herself from attacking this arrogant fool directly. But in the end, reason prevailed, and she calmed down again.

After all, this Grand Inquisitor's words already counted as a second warning from the Witch World to her. And since things shouldn't happen more than three times, if she didn't calm down, the Witch World's heavenly punishment might fall upon her head, and it might even truly lead to the start of a war between the two realms.

The Heaven of the past was the hegemon of the Western Universe, fearless, and would fight if it wanted to. But the Heaven of now...

At the thought of the state where the various Angel Kings each acted on their own, Sariel sighed. In the tens of thousands of years since losing the Lord of Radiance, the former Lord of Heaven, Heaven's strength had regressed rather than advanced.

A group of dragons without a leader naturally could only lead to chaos.

In the tens of thousands of years when the God King briefly ruled Heaven, this situation wasn't obvious, but after the God King abdicated, the chaos in Heaven could no longer be suppressed.

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Under these circumstances, Heaven going to war with the Witch World was not a rational act. Back then, the God King alone could suppress Heaven, let alone the fact that the Witch World now had three Witch Kings.

Moreover, the Lord of Radiance had not yet escaped her predicament, and Sariel really didn't dare to cause too much trouble; otherwise, if it affected the Lord's return, that would be even worse.

Without an Angel King to back her up, she, a mere Archangel, was powerless to face those terrifying Three Kings.

Therefore, this neutral beauty, who looked elegant and gentle, finally just kept a cold face, her eyes also looking coldly at the Grand Inquisitor wearing the ridiculous clown mask opposite her, and in the end, she still couldn't bring herself to attack.

When the situation is not as favorable as others, even an Archangel has to bow her head.

"I have long heard of the tyranny of the Witch Inquisition; seeing it today, it is indeed so. This time, I will not break the rules, but Lady Sophie Liya is the daughter of my God and the Princess of Heaven. Heaven will not let today's actions by your Excellency go easily. We shall see each other on the Golden Court before long."

Sariel suppressed her fury and said this.

Dorothy: "......"

Don't look at the Home Witch as being very tough right now; in fact, her heart was panicking like crazy.

"Damn, Sophie Liya, why didn't you notify this big shot in advance? We are acting, not doing this for real."

She complained in her heart about her roommate's unreliability.

Of course, she could also understand Sophie Liya's concerns. After all, this play was meant to be performed for those high-and-mighty ancient Angel Witches. If the acting wasn't realistic enough, then they wouldn't be able to catch the fish.

Therefore, the fewer people who knew the truth of this act, the better. Currently, only three people in the entire plan knew the truth.

One was herself, one was Sophie Liya, and the other was Maria, the Vice Provincial Military Commander of the Apocalypse Battle Group.

Everyone else was completely unaware, just assuming this was the real Inquisition arresting someone.

It's just that, because of this, there was no need to worry about the acting skills of these extras; they weren't acting at all. They really wished they could swallow her, this hateful Inquisition mad dog, alive.

But the pressure on Dorothy's side was truly immense.

Seriously, Sariel's pressure just now almost made her pee her pants, okay? Fortunately, she was wearing the divine equipment named "Future Fourth King," and Senior Fan Ni, who had transformed into the clown mask, took action to help her offset that Sage-level pressure, which was why she didn't show her cowardice.

As for the aggressive warning that followed...

Sigh, to those who didn't know the truth, it naturally sounded like an aggressive warning, but in fact, it was just the Home Witch cowardly borrowing the tiger's might. It was about the same meaning as "My mom is so-and-so."

She was terrified that this Archangel would shake her hand and turn her into dust, so she had no choice but to use such verbal threats.

Even, she had actually already secretly gripped the life-saving Long Lin that Long Ma had given her. If the verbal threats were ineffective, she was truly prepared to use the forbidden spell—Long Ma Summoning.

Fortunately, this Archangel Sariel was not the impulsive type who would lose all reason when fury went to her head. Dorothy's verbal threats worked, which made her breathe a sigh of relief; at least she didn't have to lose face.

It's just that, even so, Sariel's harsh words just now made the Home Witch feel a bit weary.

Damn it, I was really just acting, how did the Golden Court get brought up?

Dorothy was shivering with anger.

The Golden Court, also known as the Natural Disaster Court, as the name suggests, is a court jointly formed by the Golden Natural Disaster races. This is also the nominal highest adjudicating body of the Western Universe.

The establishment of this court was originally to mediate the contradictions between the four great natural disaster races, so as to avoid the four great natural disasters truly fighting, at which point the immortals would fight, the mortals would suffer, and if one were not careful, this Western Universe would be turned into ruins everywhere.

And with the crime of assassinating the daughter of the Angel King, the Lord of Radiance, under the watchful eyes of everyone, it seems it was indeed enough for her to take a trip to the Golden Court. After all, this was indeed a major event that could lead to a war between the two races if not handled well.

At the thought of this, plus looking at the Angel Witches of the Apocalypse Battle Group around her who also wished they could come up and bite her to death, the Home Witch couldn't help but be a bit speechless.

She couldn't help but look at her roommate on the high platform with some resentment.

Sigh, Sophie Liya, look, this time, in order to cooperate with your performance, I really bore too much. Afterwards, you must wear a maid outfit at least once more to heal my frightened young heart.

But having said that, Sophie Liya, what's up with your look? You've gone from a Pure White Witch to a Gray Witch.

Dorothy looked at her roommate on the high platform with some curiosity, directly ignoring the perfect acting on the other party's face, which was full of unwillingness, anger, and a desolation mixed with a trace of being betrayed.

After all, she had seen this acting once before in a prophecy.

Now Dorothy was more concerned about the changes in her roommate's appearance.

Besides the most obvious six black wings added to her back, there were also some other changes on Sophie Liya's body.

For example, her originally pure white hair and eyebrows had now turned silver-gray, as if black and white had intertwined and merged together.

It's just that this gray didn't give people the dirty feeling of a construction site worker's gray; it was more like the luster of mercury, very noble and beautiful.

Hmm, to be fair, Dorothy felt that Sophie Liya looked even more beautiful like this; at least she didn't look as white as if she had albinism like before.

Dorothy even suspected that when Sophie Liya fully merged her Lord of Radiance and God King bloodlines, the wings on her back, which were still clearly black and white, would also turn into this silver-gray.

At that time, she shouldn't be called the Pure White Witch, but rather the Gray Witch or something.

Moreover, besides the color of this hair, the color of Sophie Liya's shining golden eyes, which expressed complex emotions as precisely as a pie chart, had also become more vivid.

Dorothy knew that her roommate had a pair of top-tier magic eyes. These magic eyes had once been downgraded because her bloodline was incomplete, but now, with the completion of the bloodline, the power of these magic eyes seemed to be returning as well.

Anyway, at this moment, after the Home Witch's gaze met those golden pupils, she always had the feeling that everything about her had almost been seen through.

This made Dorothy frown. You have to know that she was maintaining the "Mind Closing Spell" that the Academy Principal had just taught her not long ago. Logically speaking, she shouldn't be peered into her heart by anyone anymore.

It can only be said that these Jade-level magic eyes are truly perverted.

In order to test whether this feeling was her own illusion, the Home Witch's heart stirred.

Tsk tsk tsk, this time, just a maid outfit might not be enough; Sophie Liya, you have to add a bunny girl style to heal my heart. Hmm, just like this bunny girl. (Happy Year of the Rabbit, haha)

Dorothy quickly constructed a tattered tight-fitting outfit in her mind, and then her multiple thoughts quietly observed the reaction of her roommate on the high platform.

And then...

And then she really saw the Gray Witch, who had originally been pale due to excessive blood loss from her chest being pierced, suddenly have two blushes of blood color on her face.

Damn, she can actually see through my heart?

Dorothy was shocked. She decided that when she went back tonight, she would continue to practice the Mind Closing Spell hard; otherwise, if her little thoughts were seen by her roommate every day, how easy would it be to have a social death? I usually have quite a few yy...

Damn, stop, can't think anymore, otherwise I won't have the face to see anyone.

The lecherous Home Witch stopped thinking forcibly in terror.

And on the high platform, in order to make the acting realistic, Sophie Liya, who had truly taken that heart-piercing blow and was now truly in critical condition, had an even deeper blood color on her face.

Damn, why is this Young Lady's brain full of waste? Doesn't she look at the occasion? Or is it that this kind of occasion makes her even more excited?

Well, because the Young Lady suddenly stopped thinking, the Gray Witch didn't get the answer, but she herself seemed to really feel that this was a bit stimulating.

emmmm....

Sophie Liya was suddenly startled.

Damn, how could she have such a shameless thought?

The pure-hearted witch was very shocked, but she soon realized the reason.

"Lucifer, don't mess around."

She reprimanded her mischievous incarnation in her heart.

"None of my business, my self-deceiving main body. We have already merged into one. I am you, you are me. My influence on you at most just makes you become more open-minded, but the generation of these thoughts is not my problem. Admit it, this is actually the nature you have been suppressing on weekdays."

A burst of joyful laughter sounded in her heart; the troll fallen angel was laughing very happily.

Sophie Liya: "......"

Because the consciousness of the two had indeed merged, she knew very well that Lucifer was not lying. This really wasn't her fault, so...

The lecherous one is actually myself?

"Pfft..."

The twelve-winged angel, ashamed and seriously injured, spat out a mouthful of blood.

And this also made the Home Witch opposite her stare blankly, and then she was very impressed.

My turtle, this acting, awesome.

... Little angel spitting blood... ===== CHAPTER 577 =====