In the dirty, cold wind, a human figure quickly became clear. His appearance was identical to Benedict III's, and he was wearing a similar pope robe. However, the color of his clothes was dark, and the crown on his head did not give the feeling of holiness and transcendence. Instead, it seemed to be the end of corruption and the extremity of pain.
He was holding a dark staff in his hand that vaguely carried the air of the God of Truth. Behind him, a seven-floored projection of Mountain Paradise that seemed to be made of pure light appeared. The inverted projection looked like a pyramid whose tip pointed downward.
In the weird projection of Mountain Paradise, the creatures and the angels were no longer playing music, singing praises, or sharing happiness. Instead, a different scene was displayed on every floor.
On the top, which was also the most spacious floor, the holy spirits and the angels were smiling at each other, but they intentionally extended their arms and legs to trip each other. They were even secretly attacking their companions from behind.
On the next floor, the angels and the holy spirits seemed to have become lustful all of a sudden. Their delicate faces were full of intense lust, and they were having sex everywhere.
Floor after floor, different negative feelings such as jealousy, arrogance, and hatred infected the angels and the holy spirits. The floor at the bottom was no exception. The boundless light was like endless pain and desperation!
Monster Viken intentionally made his "appearance", "dress", and "strength" into a sharp contrast with Pope Viken's image so that somebody could find a way to deal with the pope!
Maltimus' real body seemed to be forever covered in an obscure mist. Only the two sharp devil horns and the crimson eyes could be seen clearly.
At this moment, his eyes that were filled with vague mockery did not change at all, as if he had foreseen the arrival of Monster Viken. Also, he intentionally slowed down the pace of destroying the spherical magic circle, allowing the projection of hell to surround Monster Viken. The smoking volcano and the soul-freezing plain were more and more concrete.
As long as they were not in the Realm of Gates, Maltimus was not scared of Monster Viken at all. His features of primeval devils could not affect the Lord of Devils at all!
For Maltimus, it was a rarely-seen opportunity to fight "Monster" Viken normally. It could help him find "Pope" Viken's weakness or accumulate ways to deal with him. For that, it wouldn't matter even if he was slightly delayed! As far as he knew, it would take more than ten minutes for Viken and Thanos to reach the last step on their path to becoming demigods. As long as he could sabotage them before Lucien Evans completely succeeded, it wouldn't be a problem.
Hehe. Viken, who was fighting the Silver Moon in the sky, sensed Maltimus' "slacking off". He did not like the big devil who was cunning and ready to betray his allies at all.
The black fire on the Silver Moon seemed to be able to burn everything. Every time it hit the Blessed Realm, the fire would stick to it and leave a crack on it, causing the Blessed Realm to collapse.
"Light of Heaven!" Viken raised his platinum scepter.
Wu wu wu!
In the projection of Mountain Paradise behind Viken, the seraph "Son of Light" blew the horn of paradise.
Wu wu wu!
The solemn and hollow horn echoed in the sky. The layers of projections of Mountain Paradise emitted pure and brilliant light, and angels flew out of their illusionary clones. They congregated into an overwhelming tide of holy light that surged out in all directions, turning the entire sky into an ivory ocean.
In the ocean of Holy Light, the silver-white moon floated up and down. The bright and cold "light" broke through the waves.
Taking advantage of the brief opportunity, Viken's body suddenly became illusionary, as if it were about to spread out. Under the influence, the body that "Monster" Viken turned into was also dispersing.
Then, the projection of Mountain Paradise in the sky and the fallen Mountain Paradise on the ground became magnets that attracted each other and approached each other quickly. However, at this moment, they were separated by the spherical magic circle that Lucien used to break into the demigod level!
Squeak, squeak, squeak. Attracted by the positive and negative forces of the two demigods that originated from the same source, the spherical magic circle was no longer as agile as before. The changes that could've been completed in one minute a moment ago now required two minutes!
'Pope' Viken looked at 'Monster' Viken down below with an indifferent expression and cold eyes. I am Viken, and you are just a 'vine' attached to me. I can't get rid of you, but do you think I can't suppress you?
After confirming that Lucien was hiding in the World of Souls to complete the ritual, I knew that you wouldn't let go of the opportunity!
Right now, it will take Lucien at least half an hour to complete the ritual. How long can your power from the Realm of Gates last?
As soon as "Monster" Viken's power was suppressed, the ground became more and more like hell, and the power from the World of Souls became weaker and weaker. In less than half an hour, the spherical magic circle would collapse on its own because of the lack of energy!
The Lord of Hell intentionally suppressed the speed of the nine levels of hell and continued attacking "Monster" Viken head-on.
Monster Viken had to spare half of his attention to deal with the influence of Pope Viken. Had it not been for the help of the Lord of Storm, it would've been difficult for him to persist. Pope Viken, on the other hand, had endless divine powers and weird spells. While suppressing "Monster" Viken through weird relationships, he was only slightly disadvantaged against the Silver Moon. He truly deserved to be the strongest demigod. Also, he hadn't used "God's Arrival" yet!
After becoming a demigod with the power of faith, Viken no longer had a cognitive world, but he could indirectly perform magic with the power of his "demiplane". After all, the magic models engraved in his soul had never disappeared.
After more than ten minutes, even though the Lord of Hell didn't try his best, "Monster" Viken was close to dispersing because he had to overcome the boundary of the Realm of Gates.
Suddenly, a hint of mockery appeared on his gloomy and slim face. "You were too careless to have been stalled by me for so long!"
The voice echoed nearby, breaking the solidification of black, white, and gray.
Right when Maltimus had a bad feeling, "Monster" Viken collapsed abruptly into air that was as black as ink and fell to the ground. At this moment, the Lord of Storm threw out a weird alchemical item that melted with the black air and formed a chaotic, upside-down gate.
On the gate, bloodthirsty eyes were bulging crazily. After a boom, the gate was opened, and a monster that was jumbled by countless pieces of meat, limbs, and eyes flew out.
It was the Will of Abyss!
This was the World of Souls, where the arrival of the Lord of Hell and the Will of Abyss was not as greatly restricted as in the main material world. Therefore, "Monster" Viken summoned the Will of Abyss with part of his own power as the offering and the arrangements that the Congress of Magic had prepared in advance!
Since the Will of Abyss was an uncontrollable factor, they would be the ones who led his arrival!
The previous "Monster Viken" was purely a "trap" that was meant to distract Maltimus!
The mockery on the Lord of Hell's lips was slightly frozen. Although the lunatic hadn't recovered from his wounds, he was completely reckless. It was almost impossible to defeat him in ten minutes!
Was he going to watch Lucien Evans break into the demigod level while doing nothing?
The moment the Will of Abyss arrived, it smelled the most disgusting and annoying smell of devils. Therefore, it simply shot out chaotic rays at the Lord of Hell.
In the high sky, Viken was vaguely angry. Had it not been for Maltimus' selfishness, he would've taken care of "Monster" Viken more than ten minutes ago. Even if he summoned the Will of Abyss again, the extra time would've been enough to beat back the follow-up attacks.
He stopped considering the Lord of Hell's affairs and focused on dealing with the Silver Moon. In the meantime, he kept delivering "divine punishment" to the ball-shaped magic circle down below. It was a pity that Maltimus was stalled by the Will of Abyss, and Fernando, the Lord of Storm, was free to resolve his attacks that were not at his full strength again and again.
On the other hand, since "Monster" Viken had returned to the Realm of Gates, the pope did not need to distract him like before. Therefore, he gradually suppressed the Silver Moon, but it was impossible for him to defeat Alterna for the time being.
Time went by second after second. Seeing that the spherical magic circle down below was getting dimmer and dimmer, as if a terrifying blast was brewing, "Pope" Viken narrowed his eyes.
Then, he raised his platinum scepter, and his entire being seemed to be in another world. He was holy and supreme, majestic and ethereal. A feeling of transcendence arose spontaneously.
"You are one, and all."
"You are an instant, and you are eternity."
"You are the creator, and you are the dominator."
Pious prayers and praises came out of the mouths of the holy spirits and angels. In the projection of Mountain Paradise behind "Pope" Viken, holy light was gathered and flooded into the boundless light on the seventh floor.
"God's Arrival"!
"Pope" Viken had simply performed "God's Arrival"!
Viken put on a "gentle" smile. Asking the monster to sacrifice part of its strength to summon the Will of Abyss was both the spark of your wisdom and the greatest loophole that you exposed. His essence and strength have decayed, which means that I am now qualified to perform "God's Arrival" again. Also, I will only have to pay a certain price for my body!
His hair turned completely white. He waved his hands, and light burst out.
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