The maid squad is too strong, what use is there for me, the Demon King?

The preparations are complete, as evidenced by the glowing purplish-black light curtain.

His pupils suddenly contracted, and he immediately realized that taking this attack head-on was bad... no, it was worse than bad; being reduced to ashes would be the best outcome.

He could only gather as much magic as possible for defense; that was all he could do before the power erupted, and there was simply no time to cast spells to counteract the power.

The purplish-black light curtain suddenly erupted, its dazzling light robbing us of the ability to see what was in front of us.

With this strike, the angel would have nowhere to escape and would undoubtedly die.

"I am atomic" has been released, and now Gray can't take it back even if he wants to.

The light engulfed the angel's massive body. Gray watched all of this with cold eyes, but at the same time he felt a piercing pain in his heart as if it were being squeezed by a hand.

The moment a bad premonition arose, the light of "I am atomic" went out, and the entire secret realm fell silent.

The angel remained in a state of gathering magic, yet was completely unharmed.

The attack was swallowed up?

Gray immediately realized what was happening. In the instant he glared at the sky, an irresistible and terrifying force pulled him, White Scale, and the Angel along...

Is the tension, which involves spatial fluctuations, actually the power of spatial transmission?

The question is, where does this power come from, and where will it take him?

A wave of dizziness washed over him, and Gray gritted his teeth as he opened his eyes to watch himself pass through the silvery-white spatial currents.

This is the second time today that I've felt completely paralyzed. To experience a vegetative state twice in one day is truly the worst luck I've ever had!

This sudden situation caught him off guard. As Gray traversed the spatial currents, he anticipated what would happen next...

The dizziness disappeared, the silvery-white flow before his eyes gradually turned into normal light, and he regained control of his body. Gray immediately looked up and saw "He".

The majestic temple stands atop the clouds, its massive dome supported by countless arches inlaid with sacred symbols. The light filtering through the stained glass windows bathes the hall in flowing amber, deep purple, and cobalt blue hues. The throne, perched atop seven tiers of steps, is entirely forged from mithril from Mount Paradise. Its armrests are carved with intertwined sacred serpents and lilies, while the back of the throne is adorned with a pair of outstretched wings, each feather shimmering with a faint holy light.

The goddess sat regally upon it, draped in a snow-white robe embroidered with silver thread, its wide sleeves cascading down to reveal golden chains of prophetic runes wrapped around her slender wrists. Her face was as perfect and cold as moonlight, her long silver hair cascading like a waterfall, adorned with star-like diamond hair ornaments. Her eyes—the left eye like polar ice, the right eye like molten gold.

"Welcome to [Heaven], Demon King Grey Brant."

The ethereal voice echoed in his mind, and Gray's vigilance reached its peak.

In a short time, Gray had figured out everything that had just happened.

His own "I am atomic" was erased by the goddess in front of him, clearly in order to save the angel.

Then, she used her divine power to teleport him, Bai Lin, and the angel to the place the goddess before them called the [Heavenly Realm].

The angel immediately knelt down on the spot, facing the goddess on the throne, her body seemingly trembling.

Bai Lin hadn't figured out what had happened yet; the dragon brain was still overloaded and crashing.

Ok?

Gray noticed something was wrong.

Why did the angel shrink? From being so large that it blotted out the sky, it became the same size as him. Bai Lin also suddenly transformed from a dragon into a human, standing there dumbfounded.

Unable to comprehend this strange phenomenon for the time being, Gray quickly shifted his focus elsewhere.

First, he examined the gap between himself and the enemy, and after doing so, Gray gasped.

There is a huge difference in status between him and Him.

If I had to describe it...

It's the difference between "human" and "god"!

The goddess before them was above the world, definitely not some tenth-order being, but had already surpassed the concept of the first to tenth order.

Can't beat it.

Gray quickly abandoned the idea of ​​fighting him, a wise move.

He also gained some insights from this unexpected event.

The angels were servants of the goddess before them, as could be seen from the way they knelt respectfully on the ground, not daring to raise their heads.

The goddess before us should be the goddess recorded in the Holy Light Church's scriptures. I have witnessed and confirmed her existence. The records in the Holy Light Church's scriptures are not random fabrications.

Let's call her "Goddess of Holy Light" for now.

He sealed the seven great demons into the Netherworld Prison, and is the supreme lord worshipped by the Church of Holy Light.

The spying during the Holy Light Pilgrimage was also the work of the Goddess of Holy Light. He vividly remembered that feeling of being spied on, and therefore could be certain of it.

There are also some unfounded speculations.

The ongoing conflict between humans and demons, the historical pattern of one side rising and the other falling, and the unreasonable rule that the Demon King will inevitably die at the hands of the hero are all inextricably linked to this Goddess of Holy Light!

Seeing Gray's unwavering gaze, the Goddess of Holy Light was pleased rather than angry.

“You don’t seem too surprised, Dark Lord Grey Brant.”

Gray wanted to say something, but found himself unable to speak.

"Let's skip the useless conversation," the ethereal voice of the Goddess of Holy Light rang out.

"I'm in a good mood today, so I'll just explain a little bit."

Angels are my people, the enforcers of the rules, and you can't just kill them as you please.

"I've finally found some trash who could be beaten this badly by beings from the main plane!"

The ethereal voice of the Goddess of Light suddenly turned sharp, frightening the angel who had been bowing her head even further away.

"Also, this white dragon, having reached the tenth rank, is not allowed to remain in the prime plane according to the rules. The angel was an envoy I sent to pick it up, but I never expected this..."

The angel trembled with fear, but the Goddess of Light did not seem to be too angry.

"Leave the white dragon here; you can go back now."

After saying that, he waved his hand, and a repulsive force, completely opposite to what he had shown before, appeared.

Gray was already on guard and used all his magic to fight back, which is why he wasn't easily sent into the [Celestial Realm] as before.

Seeing Gray's resistance, the Goddess of Holy Light showed displeasure.

"court death?"

The repulsive force suddenly increased. Gray gritted his teeth and fought against it with all his might. His body was still slowly retreating and would be pushed into the spatial current and out of the [Celestial Realm].

How could I possibly leave Bai Lin here and go back by myself?

He couldn't imagine what kind of treatment Bai Lin would receive in this so-called "celestial realm".

Despite his all-out resistance, his body continued to slowly retreat, and it wouldn't be long before Gray was forcibly pushed out.

But there are even more serious problems.

In the struggle against the repulsive force, Gray's body became the center of the confrontation between the two forces, and was already overwhelmed and gradually cracking.

Before Gray is ejected from [Heaven], his body will be unable to withstand the pressure and explode, causing him to die!