After evolving from an eagle-man into an angel, I annihilated the gods.

Chapter 775 Portrait

Upon hearing Raguel's whisper, Arthur Reinhardt's expression shifted.

When the three major knightly orders rebelled, he hastily suppressed them without carefully considering the underlying issues.

At this moment, coupled with the explanation from the middle-aged knight in prison, he finally calmed down.

"That's right, some of them have infiltrated our ranks."

The presence of the staff officer Hand, and the discordant voices within the Knights, all indicated that the rebellion originated from within.

Raguel smiled.

“Now that we’ve found the root of the rebellion, things will be much easier. My Dark Tribunal specializes in this kind of work.”

"And I think that since the other side has infiltrated, it shouldn't be just A24; other legions may have similar situations."

"That will take time."

"I urge Lord Raguel to find these people as soon as possible, so as to prevent them from launching a major attack at a critical moment and breaking through my Galactic Defense Line."

Arthur Reinhardt sighed.

"That's not the case."

Raguel smiled.

"Have faith in our people; they may not be able to infiltrate our upper echelons."

The two talked for a while in the prison, and Arthur Reinhardt suddenly thought of a question.

"There's one thing I don't quite understand: why did they choose the A24 defensive line?"

Raguel's eyes flickered as he guessed.

"Perhaps, this continent of heaven has what they need."

What do they need?

Arthur Reinhardt frowned.

The Sky Continent of the A24 defense line is just an ordinary garrison point, which, together with billions of Sky Continents, forms the defense line of the edge battlefield of the Milky Way.

He didn't think there was anything the other person needed here.

Beside him, Raguel continued his analysis.

"This rebellion has no beginning and no end, but we have not found any trace of the enemy."

"This means that, as things stand, the seventh leader of the Gray Legion's nine-headed civilization has already achieved his goal, and that 'thing' has been taken away by them."

"What exactly is it that requires them to expose an outpost to capture it?"

"Perhaps we need to find some people to see what is missing from this continent of heaven."

"Lord Arthur, I need to name some people in this prison to help us find out what is missing."

Arthur Reinhardt nodded.

"No problem, Lord Raguel."

Having received confirmation, Raguel spoke to the middle-aged knight before him.

"I'm giving you and your companions a chance to atone. You will select a group of people familiar with this Heavenly Continent to search and compare every inch of it to see what is missing."

"Yes, my lord!"

The middle-aged knight nodded gratefully.

"Please release me, sir, so I can go to the various prisons to select men."

Raguel nodded.

Arthur Reinhardt nodded slightly to the prison officer behind him, who then opened the cell door where he was being held.

"Go."

Raguel laughed.

"I need the results as soon as possible."

"Yes!"

The middle-aged knight stepped out of the prison gate, bowed deeply to Raguel and Arthur Reinhardt, and then went to the front of the cells.

Upon seeing that the middle-aged knight had indeed been released from prison, the knights in the prison were filled with hope.

"Please choose me, Knight of Buinsold!"

"I know the layout of the Heavenly Continent."

"Please choose me, sir. I have lived here for five hundred years."

"Please choose me, I am very useful. A thousand years ago, I came here to serve under the Legion Commander."

“Uncle Buinsold, I’m here…”

The voices of the rebellious knights rose and fell in the prison cells, including those of the middle-aged knights' relatives.

But Buinsold did not choose them; he only chose those who were useful.

He also wanted to rescue these knights, but he knew that only by completing Raguel's mission would they all have a future.

Even if it means constantly walking the path of atonement.

……

three days later.

The middle-aged knight arrived at Raguel's temporary office on the continent of Heaven in the A24 defense line and excitedly reported to him.

"Found it, Lord Raguel! We've discovered that what was missing was a portrait!"

"portrait?!"

"Yes, sir. To be precise, it is a portrait that the late commander of the Dark Feather Knights treasured."

"It is said that this portrait was painted by his ancestor, an expeditionary soldier and painter who had the honor of participating in the Abyss Expedition hundreds of thousands of years ago, on the battlefield, for His Majesty Uriel."

"A portrait of my lord?"

Raguel frowned.

"There are countless portraits of our Lord. Is there something special about this one?"

"Yes, there are adults!"

The middle-aged knight answered respectfully.

"Above, there is an extremely faint trace of my lord's aura!"

"There is actually the aura of my lord above!"

Raguel stood up solemnly.

"Do they intend to cast some dark curse on our Lord?"

"They want to influence the battle on the stars?"

This is the key to victory or defeat.

You see, from their perspective...

The God Uriel and the King of Ash Calamity Noaronz fought fiercely above the stars, with sword energy and the aura of Ash Calamity reverberating throughout the universe every day.

At this moment, if the opponent were to rely on this wisp of aura and indirectly affect God Yuriel's combat performance, that would be a terrible thing.

After all, in a closely contested battle, even the slightest mistake can have extremely serious consequences.

This is no joke.

Raguel pondered for a moment, then immediately made a decision.

"This matter must be reported to the Empress Dowager so that she can make a decision."

Anything involving God is no small matter.

Even though he didn't believe that the Gray Legion could influence Jiang You with this aura.

"Buyinsold, wait for me outside."

He immediately wrote a letter in sacred script, recounting the entire incident, sealed it in an envelope, and then suddenly threw it into the deep space of outer space.

Suddenly.

The letter then transformed into a golden streak of light, continuously piercing through space and time, flying towards Paradise Mountain in the astral realm.

Soon, Queen Anastasia saw this urgent letter.

She was utterly shocked after reading it.

"These villains from the Gray Legion actually resorted to such underhanded tactics."

She stood up somewhat anxiously from her platinum throne, trying to find a way to make amends.

"Several days have passed. Could Yuriel have already been affected?"

But her anxiety didn't last long.

soon.

A gentle voice reached her ears.

"Anna, I'm fine."

“Uriel, you are still watching us.”

Anastasia exclaimed in delight.

"I've always been here!"