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Chapter 1674 The Vanished Angel (Long Chapter, Requesting Monthly Tickets)
"You killed her!!! You actually killed her!!!"

At that moment, a painful roar exploded in He'ao's ears. He turned his head and saw the members of the abnormal sect rushing towards him angrily, trying to plunge their weapons into his body.

They were influenced by the power of a high-ranking figure in the Witch Cult.

He gazed at these frenzied figures, his eyes sweeping across their faces.

Bishop Willens had these people in his memory; they were all core figures in the abnormal sect, and the bad things they did could not be recorded in a single notebook.

The leading figures, even those from unusual cults, were notorious for their lechery, and had persecuted many ordinary girls and boys by using their power or by disguising their identities.

Now, they are the ones most deeply controlled by the witch's cultists.

He Ao shook his head, raised his spear, and with a splash of blood, the figures fell to the ground.

The beginning of desire is also the end of desire.

Heo turned around, looked at Denon, who was lying on the ground covered in blood, and walked over.

Denon stared in disbelief at everything. Even with his keen eyesight, He Ao's actions were a bit too fast. He looked at He Ao, paused slightly, and said in a hoarse voice, "You shouldn't have come. You should leave immediately and run as far away as possible."

He Ao squatted down beside him, placed his hand on his blood-soaked body, and said slowly, "You're going to die soon."

“Cough,” Denon looked at He Ao and laughed, “No one can escape death. I’m already old, and this attack, coupled with the forced activation of my power using the mysterious academic method, has completely drained my body. It’s normal for me to die. You should leave quickly. Those others over there can still live. Take them with you.”

Although he urged him on, He Ao did not move, but instead placed his hand on his body, as if he was thinking about something.

“Don’t even think about healing me,” Denon said, looking at him with a hoarse laugh. “Unless you can find a saint in the Church of Life right now, only then might you have the power to create miracles.”

He turned his head to look at the figures already standing in front of the door and said quickly, "Take them away, get them away from here as soon as possible, and try to get the message to Irons. Things are no longer under our control."

His voice grew faster, more urgent, and more forceful, "Loren, I know you're young, talented, and capable, and that you think you shouldn't run away, but the situation doesn't allow you to be stubborn anymore, hurry—"

He paused abruptly halfway through his sentence, as if he had realized something, and turned to look at He Ao.

At this moment, He Ao's palm was pressed on his body, and a faint white light, like stars, emanated and flowed into his body.

The wounds covering his body were healing at a visible speed. The crimson flesh was rapidly forming scabs, and fair skin stretched out from behind the scabs, pushing them up.

Seeing this, Denon's eyes widened, and his tense expression completely disappeared, leaving only shock.

After a while, the light in He'ao's hand gradually dimmed. He released his grip and looked at De Nuon with a smile.

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The character card abilities obtained through the system are quite powerful. The witch cultist just now, although she used the power of a high-ranking being, even though the high-ranking being withdrew the power in time after she was killed, a portion of it was still intercepted by the Holy Grace of Life and became energy progress.

Thanks also to the contribution of this witch cultist, otherwise Heo wouldn't have had enough energy to fill the progress bar of the Holy Grace of Life and reach the point where it could be released.

As Heo withdrew his hand, Denor's expression changed from shock to bewilderment.

He could even see in his expression, 'Who am I?' 'What happened?' 'How did he heal me?'

After a long pause, Denon asked hesitantly, "Is the one behind you an angel from the Church of Life?"

His injuries were too severe, and he had overexerted his body through mysterious academic methods. Although Heo could not completely cure him, he successfully reversed his inevitable fate of death.

This is already a miracle; the miracle of mastering life can only be accomplished by the angels of the Church of Life.

Denon had always suspected that Heo had an 'angel' behind him, but Heo hadn't mentioned it, and he didn't want to bring it up. But now, in this situation, he didn't need to care about such things anymore.

"No?" He Ao hesitated for a moment before answering slowly.

It's clear that Denon was genuinely shocked.

Although Pete has a membership in the Church of Life, he is not actually an angel; his abilities come directly from the Goddess of Life.

Upon hearing Heo's words, Denon paused for a moment. He glanced at Heo and knew very well that Heo's abilities were not related to life. The current level of healing ability most likely came from the presence behind Heo.

But this existence is not from the Church of Life?
"It's impossible that the being behind you has a good relationship with the Goddess of Life," Denon remarked, half-jokingly.

He paused at this point, as if he felt that such a statement was a bit far-fetched to be taken as a joke.

He shook his head, banishing these thoughts from his mind. Since He Ao hadn't said anything, he didn't need to guess. He just needed to know that He Ao was trustworthy, and he really didn't have time to think about these things now.

He looked up at He Ao, quickly got up, and said, "The situation is completely out of control now, we have to leave immediately."

"Where is the chairman?" He Ao looked at him and asked the question he had been wanting to ask all along. "These people attacked you, and you couldn't contact the chairman?"

“That’s the problem,” Denon said, opening his arms to reveal a dimly lit button device. “I can’t get in touch with the chairman. I went to the place where the archbishop was being held when we evacuated, but I couldn’t find the chairman.”

He looked at Heo and said seriously, "The matter has probably entered a realm beyond our control. We must leave immediately, contact Aines, and report the situation. If we are fast enough, Aines's angels should be able to arrive in time."

Although Denon was unclear about exactly what had happened, he clearly had a strong understanding of the situation.

"Has the archbishop's condition been confirmed?" He asked in a low voice.

“No,” Denon shook his head, “but the prison and the seal seem to still be there.”

"Have you been here the whole time?" He Ao glanced at the tightly closed gate not far away. "Have you seen anyone leave from here?"

"You suspect the chairman has left?" Denon looked at Heo and pondered. "We haven't been here long, and we haven't been able to contact the chairman since the attack started, but we can't be sure if he's left."

“Okay, there should still be some remaining forces of the abnormal cult outside,” He Ao said quickly, looking at him. “If you go out now, you should be able to do something.”

In his current severely injured state, Denon is practically cannon fodder in events involving high-ranking figures, but from an external perspective, he can still influence the situation to some extent.

"And what about you?" Denon looked at Heo and instantly understood what Heo meant.

“I have to go in there and take a look,” Heo said quickly, looking into the depths of the wasteland, “to find out what happened.”

Denon gave Heo a deep look, and after a brief pause, he said in a hoarse voice, "These things are beyond our control."

“I know,” Heo said calmly, looking at him, “but someone has to take care of these things.”

Denor looked into Heo's eyes, knowing that Heo had made his decision. After a brief pause, he said in a hoarse voice, "I hope we can meet again."

If He Ao hadn't been determined to face danger, he wouldn't be here right now.

Hearing Denon's words, Heo looked at him, smiled, and nodded gently, "Okay."

Denor turned around and walked toward the staff members guarding the door.

He Ao also turned to leave.

Just then, Denon, who had only taken two steps, suddenly turned around, looked at Heo, and called out, "That's right."

He looked up at him.

Denon turned to look at him. "I remember the chairman once told me that the name of Anomaly 001 is 'The Primordial Wilderness'."

"The Primordial Wilderness?" He Ao was slightly taken aback.

“Yes,” Denon nodded. He had already walked to the door and pushed it open. “The chairman said that no one has ever entered the Primordial Wilderness. It was the first, the very first anomaly. That’s all I know. I hope it helps you.”

"Thank you," He Ao nodded gently.

He stood there, watching Denon leave, then turned to look at the endless wasteland behind him.

At this moment, in this vast and boundless anomaly that resembled an entire world, he was all alone.

He turned around and quickly stepped across the wilderness.

The 'prison' where the archbishop was imprisoned was not far from the exit. Following the blood-red sky and the light of dusk, Heo quickly arrived at the towering pillar.

A desolate and cold wind blew across the enormous pillars that stood between heaven and earth, stirring up the thick mist between them.

This place is almost exactly the same as when He Ao last came, except that the capable woman who used to stand in front of the pillar has disappeared.

He gazed at the massive pillar prison, slowly moving forward, approaching the thick fog.

A hazy mist formed between the pillars, and He Ao reached out to touch it.

A dazzling green light instantly spread through the mist, covering it like lightning.

A terrifying and dangerous aura emanated from these green lights.

He Ao felt the green light, which slightly stimulated a bit of his super memory power.

Before him, the terrifying green light intensified even further.

The higher the rank, the stronger the power that is triggered.

This is a prison used to 'detain' angels.

The prison is still operating normally without any problems.

Judging from the previous situation, this prison seems to have the effect of isolating the inside from the outside, so it is probably impossible for Heo to call out to the archbishop inside from the outside.

He Ao lowered his head, took a few steps back, and pondered for a moment.

Then he removed his top hat and infused it with his divine sense.

He raised his hand, threw his top hat forward, and rushed into the mist.

The moment the top hat touched the mist, a brilliant green light shone forth, and a surging power acted upon the top hat, threatening to tear it to shreds in an instant.

A faint divine power covered the top hat, briefly protecting it and allowing it to quickly penetrate deeper into the mist.

But soon, after penetrating about a meter or two into the fog, the top hat couldn't withstand the impact and shattered completely.

However, this was within He Ao's expectations.

The enhancement of an object by divine sense is related to the object's original strength. It's impossible to enhance a piece of plastic into an angelic level of resistance, so He Ao didn't place much divine sense on the top hat.

He did all this just to confirm something.

He closed his eyes slightly, feeling the remaining divine consciousness spreading through the mist.

The divine sense was still effective in perceiving objects; the fog did not obstruct its perception.

The power attacks that top hats suffer are indeed much weaker. The lower the rank, the less power is triggered, and inanimate objects trigger less power than living objects.

After a brief pause, Heo raised the Spear of Vistara in his hand, then hurled it forward with all his might.

A brilliance, like a shooting star, streaked across the sky and plunged into the thick fog.

The instant the tip of the crystal spear touched the mist, a surging green glow was generated within it.

Immediately, the entire spear was enveloped in a terrifying green glow.

The mist seemed to transform into a soft, cotton-candy-like wall, hindering the spear's advance and neutralizing its power.

Normally, the spear should have stopped there.

However, the power of divine sense surged forth, propelling the spear forward.

The green light enveloped the spear, tearing at it, but the spear remained unmoved.

Most of the Spear of Vestara is anomalous; only the metal connecting the two parts is normal material.

The unusual item is indestructible, and the metal is also very strong.

However, the Spear of Vistara itself is not of high rank.

In a sense, this gun, combined with divine sense, exploited a bug in this prison.

Enveloped in green light, the spear slowly pierced through the mist and the light, penetrating deep into the interior of the enormous prison.

The moment the spear tip emerged from the mist and entered the entire prison, a massive and dangerous force acted upon the spear.

archbishop?
He Ao was slightly taken aback.

However, he did not pull back, but continued to control the spear forward.

The power of divine consciousness hidden in the gun slowly spread outwards.

The moment his divine sense spread, it was suppressed by a terrifying force, but He Ao remained calm and continued to wield the spear forward.

He circled the entire prison, his spiritual power never leaving the gun, as if some terrifying being was constantly watching over it and suppressing its power.

Finally, Heo maneuvered the Spear of Vesta backward, once again passing through the mist in the green glow.

The moment He Ao saw the gun emerge from the mist, he reached out and grasped it.

Sure enough, the archbishop was no longer inside.

If there really is an angel inside, it won't suppress the power of this gun at all; instead, it will allow He Ao to come into contact with it and try to 'communicate' with him.

The continued suppression means that there is no longer a 'subject' capable of communication within it.

He Ao raised his head and looked at the boundless wilderness around him.

The archbishop and the chairman of the council have both disappeared.