Chapter 521: Your Lord has long been one of my people!

As an enormous number of angels appeared in the Underworld, the atmosphere permeating the air gradually began to grow grim and murderous.

Although in recent years the intensity of war among the three Biblical factions had grown lower and lower, they had ultimately failed to shake hands and make peace.

Therefore, facing the hostile forces that had suddenly appeared in the Underworld, it was impossible to say the demons and Fallen Angels weren't nervous — let alone with a Dragon God whose stance was ambiguous also present at the scene.

At this moment, Serafall looked at the blond youth in the distant sky whose expression was calm and couldn't help but slightly furrow his brow: "Michael, you finally couldn't hold back anymore?!"

From the perspective of the red-haired Demon King, it was undoubtedly Li Ang who had summoned this group of angels — after all, no sooner had he finished speaking those words than angels appeared in the Underworld.

Coupled with what had happened a few days prior, a thought involuntarily rose in Serafall's mind.

'After so many years, is war about to break out again?'

Thinking of this, the red-haired Demon King's heart instantly sank.

If things really were as he imagined, then the Heavenly Realm alone — with just that Dragon God standing not far away — could single-handedly steamroll the high-end combat power of the demons and Fallen Angels.

Not to mention there was also the God of the Bible, who had yet to show his face as of this moment.

And what he could realize, people like Leviathan could naturally realize as well.

With somewhat heavy hearts, the four Demon Kings standing at the pinnacle of the demon race quickly exchanged glances.

However, just at this moment, Michael suddenly spoke up: "Your Majesty the Dragon God, might I borrow the 【Twilight Sacred Spear】 for a look?"

"If you agree, the Heavenly Realm can fulfill any request of yours that does not violate our precepts."

Not on the same side?

Hearing the Archangel's words, Serafall was first stunned, then immediately let out a sigh of relief.

As long as this Dragon God had no connection with the Heavenly Realm, there was still room to turn things around.

Even—

They had a chance to pull the other party to their side.

Just as the red-haired Demon King was thinking about how to win over Li Ang, he suddenly heard him say: "I don't need such trouble to have you fulfill my request."

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Hearing this, the four Seraphim led by Michael instantly furrowed their brows tightly — after all, Li Ang's words were truly somewhat impolite.

One had to know that if angels violated the precepts, it was very easy for them to fall and become Fallen Angels.

At the same time, the demons and Fallen Angels present, upon hearing Li Ang's words, felt a surge of joy in their hearts.

It's settled! This time it's truly settled!

Although they didn't know why this Dragon God had said such a thing, it had basically cut off any possibility of cooperation with the Heavenly Realm.

They didn't believe that bunch of birdmen opposite would still insist on cooperating after hearing words like these.

Just as the three factions were each thinking different thoughts, Li Ang used practical action to explain the meaning of his earlier words to them.

Gentle white light spread through the void, sweeping across the entire Underworld like a tide.

Faint, indistinct holy hymns echoed in the air, as if coming from a distant firmament — gentle and solemn.

Pure white wings drifted down from the light, carrying a faint sacred aura as they slowly spun between heaven and earth, finally condensing beside Li Ang into a blond woman with a faint halo behind her head.

Seeing this, the scene instantly fell into an eerie silence.

A group of angels looked at the female figure not far away and instinctively opened their mouths wide: "L-Lord?!"

The aura emanating from the other party was indeed correct, but if they remembered right—

Their Lord had always appeared in a male form before, hadn't He?!

Although the Lord was not bound to any particular gender, this was still the first time the angels had seen Him in this appearance.

And at this moment, the demons and Fallen Angels present wore expressions as if they had seen a ghost.

Especially Azazel — as the Viceroy of the Fallen Angels, he had once served the God of the Bible standing in the distance, so aside from the few Seraphim, no one present was more familiar with the other party than him.

The aura was correct, the mannerisms were also correct — only the gender had gone awry.

Looking at the kindly-faced blond woman, Azazel felt an absurd sensation in his heart for a moment; he had never imagined that their reunion would be in such a scene.

One had to know that before this, he had even prepared words of repentance.

'Ridiculous...'

With a somewhat hard-to-keep-straight-face mood, the Viceroy of the Fallen Angels couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

Just as the atmosphere at the scene grew increasingly strange, the God of the Bible slightly curved the corners of His mouth, then a faint smile appeared on His face: "I've returned, my children."

"..."

If the angels had still had some doubts a moment ago, then now upon hearing these familiar words, tears could not stop sliding down from the corners of their eyes, and they murmured: "Lord, it's really You..."

It's said that children without a mother are like grass blades — after the Lord departed, only they themselves knew how difficult these years had been; many brothers and sisters had even fallen and become Fallen Angels because of it.

However, the angels overlooked one question — why their Lord had appeared beside Li Ang.

Fortunately, there were still some among them who maintained the most basic rationality.

At this moment, Michael first took a deep breath to forcibly control his intensely turbulent emotions, then stepped forward and asked a question that was currently extremely important for the Heavenly Realm: "Lord—"

"Why didn't You come find us?"

Being able to see the Lord again did make him happy, but there were also quite a few points that left him feeling puzzled.

But before the God of the Bible could answer, Raphael and Uriel standing nearby had already spoken up to rebuke him: "Michael, this is not the attitude one should have when facing the Lord."

They did indeed respect this Archangel Commander's contributions to the Heavenly Realm over the years, but that did not mean he could be disrespectful to the Lord.

On the contrary, Gabriel seemed to have realized something, and a hint of worry appeared in her gaze as she looked at Michael.

Facing his questioning, the God of the Bible did not choose to explain at the first moment, but instead looked with great compassion at the blond youth whose brow and eyes faintly betrayed exhaustion: "These years have been hard on you, Michael."

Hearing these words, Michael's expression involuntarily froze.

These years he had indeed been very tired, and had even once entertained the thought of giving up, but in the end he gritted his teeth and persevered.

At this moment, facing the Lord's concern, the string that had been tightly wound in this Archangel's heart loosened slightly.

'Finally... I can rest for a while.'

As this thought arose in his heart, exhaustion washed over Michael like a tide.

But in the end, he forced himself to rally.

For the Lord, for Heaven, for himself—Michael needed a concrete answer.

Seeing this, the Bible God said nothing more, but turned his gaze toward Li Ang.

After seeing his holder give a slight nod, He spoke: "Though Li Ang Supreme One revived me, I cannot act independently of the 【Dusk Spear】."

Then, under the gaze of all, the Bible God clenched his right hand, and immediately a long spear appeared in it: "Moreover, Li Ang Supreme One now fully controls the 【Dusk Spear】; even to repay the debt of revival, I could never abandon him."

Saying this, He smiled helplessly: "I know this is hard to accept at once, but it is my true thought."

"Besides Li Ang Supreme One, no other being in this world can bring me back to life."

With these words, the scene fell into dead silence.

The weaker angels looked bewildered, seemingly unable to grasp what their Lord was saying.

Upon hearing these words, Michael could not help but lower his head.

He had considered many possibilities, but never this one.

'Dragon God.'

No wonder Emperor Shitian had failed to revive the Lord for so long after obtaining the 【Dusk Holy Spear】—it turned out not everyone could accomplish this.

Meanwhile, the four Demon Kings, led by Sazex, could not hide their stunned expressions upon learning the truth.

"Can this even be done? No wonder this Bible God never showed his face."

As Demon Kings, they knew that certain God-Slaying Treasures housed powerful souls.

But normally, those souls could only offer their holders trivial aid—no one had ever heard of a soul breaking free from a God-Slaying Treasure to manifest independently in this world.

Even judging from the aura radiating from the distant Bible God, he was nearly as strong as in his prime.

Know this: it was an utterly terrifying prospect, for if the Dragon God Supreme One could awaken the Bible God, he could likewise awaken the consciousnesses within all other God-Slaying Treasures.

If he had gone further—had mastered the method of crafting God-Slaying Treasures—

At this thought, Sazex and the other three exchanged glances, each seeing dread in the others' eyes.

They had never witnessed such terrifying dominion; compared to it, the demon chess pieces used by demons to transform their vassals seemed like a joke.

Just as the Demon Kings' moods grew increasingly heavy, Michael suddenly spoke: "Then, Lord, now that you stand before us, what do you wish us to do?"

"I naturally hope you all embrace Li Ang Supreme One."

At these words, the demons and fallen angels instantly wore expressions of utter shock.

They wondered if they had misheard.

But seeing the serious expression on the golden-haired woman's face, they knew she was not joking.

Realizing this, the fallen angels' eyes flickered with mockery.

After their fall, they had wished nothing more than for their former comrades to suffer.

Meanwhile, the angels' reactions to the Bible God's invitation varied.

Most of the weaker angels immediately sought to move toward the Bible God, but before they could take a step, Michael raised his hand to stop them.

Seeing this, Uriel and Raphael immediately frowned: "Michael!?"

Their comrade had clearly overstepped today—after all, angels were born from the Lord.

Now that the Lord had given a command, they ought to obey unconditionally.

At this moment, Michael ignored the confused stares behind him and fixed his gaze on his creator, asking slowly, word by word:

"I ask you one final question: do you still have your own self?"