Chapter 104: Crimson

The diocese closest to the Creator Kingdom is managed by the Pure White Angel Osekus.

He is one of the earliest Angels to follow the Creator, loyal and steadfast.

And in the eyes of many believers, this King of Angels is even closer to the image of the Creator than the Creator's own offspring, serving as the embodiment of the world's radiance and hope.

"King!" A priest knelt outside the Shenshen, closed his eyes, bowed his head, and prayed devoutly.

"Is something the matter?" A gentle and mellow voice emanated from the Shenshen; the priest looked up and saw the Pure White Angel kneeling beneath a giant cross.

Osekus opened his pale golden eyes, stood up slowly, turned around, and looked at the priest gently.

He wore a pure white robe, with layer upon layer of snow-white Angel wings drooping behind him.

His overall image was truly extremely similar to the Creator.

"King, we have discovered believers who worship the Crimson Moon in the north of the diocese!" The priest lowered his head into the dust and reported in a solemn voice.

"The Crimson Moon..." Osekus seemed to be thinking of something.

"Is it the Night?" Osekus made the most reasonable guess.

The honorific name of the Evernight Goddess has already spread in many places, and it carries the Symbol of "Lord of Crimson".

"Why would the Lord permit such an evil god to preach?!" The Pure White Angel's eyes narrowed.

This is not only his doubt, but also the point most confusing to many Kings of Angels and other Angels.

The radiance of the Creator shines upon every corner of the world; what Night, what Mother Goddess of Earth—such churches should not exist!

Taking the God of War Church, which hides in the shadows and is primarily composed of Giants, as an example, the Church of the Creator could even easily suppress such a church that has a true god behind it.

Even the churches of the Evernight Goddess and the Mother Goddess of Earth could not resist this power.

"Could it really involve some hidden transactions from ancient times..." Osekus fell silent.

Allowing the churches of the Evernight Goddess and the Mother Goddess of Earth to preach does not look normal in any way, and there has been no shortage of various conspiracy theories over these past few hundred years—most of which originated from the God of War Church.

"Sasriel, Dream..." Osekus naturally had his own guesses.

Among them, Sasriel being an avatar of the Creator is already an open secret, and Dream also enjoys extremely special treatment among the Kings of Angels.

It is hard not to let some people harbor some unfavorable speculations.

"I will go and investigate personally." Many thoughts flashed through Osekus's mind, but his expression did not change in the slightest; he simply nodded gently, and his body seemed to transform into sunlight, disappearing from the Shenshen.

His speed was very fast, and before long he arrived at the north of the diocese he managed; this place was adjacent to the diocese where the Wind Angel was located, and both sides were somewhat negligent in managing this area, making it most suitable for certain hidden organizations or other churches to preach.

"Crimson Moon?" Points of golden light lit up in Osekus's eyes, like a gradually reviving Sun, with wisps of pure white light blooming.

For him, light is the meaning of everything, and even more so, the beginning of everything.

Osekus obtained sufficient information within the sunlight, including the actions of everyone at this very moment and even certain dark emotions.

At this level, the power of light has already begun to become abstract, and his ability in terms of "Purification" can even directly perceive and extinguish human emotions.

"Crimson..." Osekus frowned slightly; he looked up abruptly, gazing into the sunlight, and within the Symbol of Spirituality, he saw a crimson moon.

"There are quite a few Blood Clan hidden here." Osekus also learned this fact.

After Lilith "fell," the Blood Clan first sought refuge with the Elves, but after only a few hundred years, the Elf Divine Kingdom also fell, and the 'Beauty Goddess' Ornia could only take the Blood Clan and hide everywhere.

"The Mother Goddess of Earth Church also once vigorously gathered the remnants of the Blood Clan."

"Hmph! There are actually so many heretics in my diocese?!" Osekus was truly somewhat angry.

Under the Sun, darkness cannot exist!

"Evernight, Mother Goddess of Earth!" These are two gods, but Osekus, being as proud as he is, naturally would not be afraid; a streak of pure white light flashed across his eyes suddenly.

His entire being seemed to transform into a small sun, emitting intense light and heat.

Under the "Purification" of the King of Angels, all heretics cannot survive!

Hum!

But this ray of light could not truly explode in this place; a chaotic-colored illusory aura emerged on Osekus's body, trembling gently.

That was the protection bestowed upon them by the Creator in the early years, and it is now also the true Symbol of a King of Angels.

"Lord..." Osekus subconsciously closed his eyes; in his spiritual perception, a chaotic ocean appeared before his eyes, and an infinitely tall light-shadow walked on the faint water surface.

This was a Divine Oracle issued by the Creator.

"All Kings of Angels to gather at the Creator Kingdom?" Osekus even obtained the corresponding image from it.

That was the image of Sasriel praying beneath the giant cross.

"... summon all Kings of Angels..."

Why at this time?! Osekus knitted his brows, able only to suppress his own anger.

It had to be at this time; this might represent some kind of attitude of the Creator.

His act of wanting to clear away that Crimson Moon was not permitted.

The image appearing at this time might be some kind of warning to him.

Everything he did could not be hidden before the Creator, who holds the Authority of "Omniscient and Omnipotent".

"... Yes!" Osekus lowered his arrogant head.

"It is not yet time for the report; why summon all the Kings of Angels at this time?"

Osekus rushed to the Creator Kingdom at the fastest speed and arrived at Sasriel's Shenshen.

"Tsk, little Crow? How did you become this bird-like state? You're not as fun as before."

Osekus's gaze fixed, looking toward the depths of the Shenshen, where, besides Medici, there were two figures not seen for hundreds of years.

The Time Angel, Amon, and the Dream Angel, Chumen.

They have returned from the Starry Sky... Osekus realized this point, but he only nodded gently to these two "colleagues" and sat waiting for Medici to probe.

"What? Did you leave your brain in the Starry Sky and don't recognize me?" Medici looked at Amon and clicked his tongue in wonder.

After experiencing hundreds of years in the Starry Sky, Amon was exactly the way he was in Chumen's memories.

Not only that, his temper had been worn down by Chumen to a certain degree, and he would no longer be easily provoked by Medici.

"Tsk, it's been several hundred years, how are your methods still so limited? You haven't improved at all." Amon gently pushed up his Monocle, looking at Medici with a hint of disdain.

"Hiss! You have improved, as expected, having a King of Angels as a teacher is truly great! I never had such treatment."

"..." Both Amon and Adam felt offended!

As expected, the fact that Medici hasn't been beaten to death yet, even after living until now, is definitely one of the most important reasons due to his command of the legions.