Godslayer: After the Seraph rejected me, I ascended directly to the highest godhood.

hell.

A pungent, putrid stench assaulted the senses, as if it were corroding one's very soul.

The ground was dark and cracked, covered with layers of grayish-white dust, and twisted, withered trees stood all around, their branches like hideous ghost claws.

Above the ashes-covered ground, Lin Qiye, An Qingyu, and Jiang Er stood on somersault clouds, frowning as they watched everything unfold.

"The environment here is even worse than up here. Where exactly is this?" Jiang Er muttered.

An Qingyu adjusted her glasses, observed for a while, looked at the white ash covering the ground, manipulated her frost longsword, and stirred up a strong wind.

Instantly, the ashes covering the ground, like snowflakes, were blown away by the wind, gradually revealing the true face of the ground.

Enveloped in the ashes were corpses, some with four wings, others with grotesque faces...

An Qingyu's eyes flashed with a gray light as she reconstructed the remains. Her tone was solemn as she said, "The remains on the ground are those of angels and demons. This place must be the hell in the Holy Church's mythology."

Upon hearing this, Lin Qiye and Jiang Er slowly frowned.

In Christian mythology, Lucifer, a symbol of freedom and rebellion, along with some of the angels from Heaven, severed a corner of the origin of Heaven and fell into Hell.

What they didn't expect was that heaven and hell were separated by a great distance.

Lin Qiye's gaze shifted from the corpses on the ground to the distant mountain peaks. "Before the Miracle Golden Thread disappeared, it went in that direction."

"We'll be as careful as possible; something feels off about the ashes and the corpses below."

As he spoke, Lin Qiye controlled the Somersault Cloud, weaving through the clouds and quickly traversing several mountain peaks.

Just as the three of them found the direction indicated by the Miracle Golden Thread, Lin Qiye suddenly felt an itch in his palm.

Ok?

He opened his palm and saw a fleshy tumor emerging there, constantly wriggling.

Gradually, the skin and flesh opened up, and an eyeball made up of countless scarlet worms grew out.

Upon seeing this, Lin Qiye's pupils suddenly contracted, and the [Mortal Divine Realm] covered his palm, activating the miracle.

The itching sensation then disappeared.

He breathed a sigh of relief, but was about to remind An Qingyu and Jiang Er.

"Qingyu, my back is so itchy, can you take a look for me?" Jiang Er, the girl in the white dress, scratched her back.

An Qingyu on the other side wasn't much better off; a fleshy tumor had sprouted on her arm, slowly growing into a hideous eyeball.

Pfft!

Without any hesitation, An Qingyu used her Frost Sword to sever the infected arm.

Subsequently, the [Super Regeneration] obtained from the dissection of the mystery caused the wound to throb and a new arm to grow back in no time.

An Qingyu then walked behind Jiang Er and pulled her skirt down slightly, revealing a ferocious eye staring at him from her snow-white shoulders and back.

"Qingyu, stop! Jiang Er doesn't have the ability of [Super Speed ​​Regeneration]." Lin Qiye hurriedly shouted, afraid that An Qingyu would cut her off with a knife.

An Qingyu smiled, took out a scalpel, and adjusted her glasses. "Don't worry, I'm a professional at this kind of thing."

Half a minute later, An Qingyu put away the bloodstained scalpel, took out a bright green test tube, and applied it to Jiang Er's back.

Despite the excruciating pain, Jiang Er asked in a low voice, "What is this?"

“During the last beast tide on the western border, I extracted the power of ‘immortality’ from Lin Qiye. I studied it for several days, but I only managed to discover its healing ability.”

An Qingyu smiled shyly and explained.

eternal life?

Lin Qiye was stunned. Wasn't that what Jiang Ye had left inside him?

But now is not the time to think about that.

"The ash floating between the clouds is the contamination of 'Cthulhu.' Judging from the current situation, the entire Hell has been contaminated."

When he was in Takamagahara, Japan, he saw the polluted Takamagahara with his own eyes, so he was very familiar with the 'Cthulhu' contamination.

Upon hearing this, An Qingyu slowly picked up her frozen arm and looked at the eyeball growing from it.

"Cthulhu? He's a subject of great research value."

He pulled his arm back and saw that Jiang Er's wound on her back had healed completely. "Does it still hurt?"

Jiang Er bit her red lips and shook her head. "It doesn't hurt anymore, next time..."

"Blood, alluring blood...where, where..."

Before Jiang Er could finish speaking, a strange sound suddenly came from the ground. The three of them were startled and looked down.

On the ashes-covered ground, corpses rose from the earth, and in the contamination, crimson, eerie eyeballs emerged from the bodies.

Two plumes of blood mist suddenly burst from their backs, and fleshy wings composed of tumors and dark yellow pustules slowly opened.

If you look closely, you can see small, dark red worms wriggling on it, emitting a foul stench.

Lin Qiye's gaze fell on the bloodstained scalpel in An Qingyu's hand, and his expression gradually became serious.

He drew the [White Slash] sword and used all his mental energy to propel the Somersault Cloud, speeding swiftly through the mountains.

Countless corpses on the ground slowly rose up, transforming into angels and demons, emitting incomparably maniacal laughter.

"Hehehe..."

Laughter, like surging waves, echoed in the ears of the three.

"Seven Nights, they're catching up."

Behind her, An Qingyu, wielding the Frost Sword, slashed down several demons that had caught up with her, while watching the endless stream of angels and demons flying towards her.

Lin Qiye was anxious. He swung the [White Slash] sword in the air and killed the few creatures blocking his way with perfect precision.

Controlling the somersault cloud, I raced along the steep mountainside, my gaze sweeping around before finally settling on the mountain's side, where countless boulders were piled up on the summit.

With full force, the somersault cloud flew to the mountaintop in no time.

Upon closer inspection, the mountaintop is a massive circular meteorite crater, its surface riddled with countless cracks, suggesting that a tremendous battle once took place here.

As the somersault cloud drew closer, a huge shadow gradually came into clear view of the three.

That was also the center of the crack in the stone pit.

"What's that?" An Qingyu pushed up her glasses to look.

Lin Qiye released the dynamic perception of the [Mortal Divine Realm], but found it had no effect whatsoever.

"Strange, I can't detect that thing with my mental perception either."

But as they drew closer, the enormous shadow gradually became clearer.

It was a figure with six white wings, wielding a giant sword in both hands, which was plunged into the mountain.

“Seraph… no, not a seraph.”

Lin Qiye flew over the angel's head and gradually saw the entire appearance of the tall angel.

The angel's body was covered in ash, beneath which lay knife wounds, scratches, and charred marks from flames...

Of the six white wings, three were almost broken off, and the rest were badly damaged.

He stood there quietly, holding the greatsword.

Lin Qiye looked at the faint flame patterns on the giant sword, as if he remembered something.

"He is Uriel, one of the legendary Seraphim, the guardian of Hell who wields the power of judgment."

He had consulted materials about the Holy Kingdom and had some understanding of its mythology.

“Uriel? Then He… has no life force at all, He is dead.” An Qingyu frowned.

Jiang Er looked at Uriel's face; without those disgusting tumors and wriggling pustules, it was a very handsome Western face.

This made all three of them breathe a sigh of relief.

"He seems untainted, He..."

Just as Jiang Er was speaking, the tall angel's pale face slowly opened its left eye.

Within those eye sockets, countless tiny red worms were wriggling frantically.

They huddled together, forming a huge red eyeball that stared intently at the three of them.

"Hehehe..."

Then, a maniacal and ferocious laugh echoed through the space.

Upon seeing those red eyeballs, the three felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

That incredibly handsome face visibly began to writhe, slowly revealing a ferocious expression.

"go!"

Lin Qiye immediately shouted and controlled the Somersault Cloud to continue flying away from the mountaintop.

Keep in mind that the person in front of you is on the same level as Michael.

Although the aura emanating from Uriel, who had just been corrupted, was far from being at the level of a supreme god.

But it is also above the divine realm.

The three of them—one Klein, two Wuliang—were no match for each other.

The somersault cloud streaked across the dark sky, leaving only a white trail that could be seen with the naked eye.

However, under the control of the red eyeball, Uriel's corpse slowly rose from the crater, its tattered six wings unfurling.

Within its eye socket, the enormous red eyeball gazed at the rapidly flying white light.

Uriel slowly raised his hand, and the pressure of the divine realm descended instantly.

Guided by divine power, three black crosses slowly rose from the edge of the crater.

In the distance, Lin Qiye and his two companions, who were flying away at high speed on the Somersault Cloud, suddenly felt their bodies stiffen.

Unable to mobilize even a fraction of his mental energy, the somersault cloud beneath his feet vanished.

The three people's bodies fell uncontrollably onto the cross that rose from the ground.

With arms outstretched, a feeling of restraint came from their bodies as thick chains wrapped around them, firmly binding them to the cross.

Then, the black cross slowly rose into the air and hovered above the crater, as if it wanted everyone to see it.

"The angel is about to judge the sinners!"

"Trial them, expose their vile crimes to all, and then send them to hell!"

"Hehehe..."

When the demons and angels in the valley saw Lin Qiye and the other two on the black cross...

He let out an extremely manic laugh and spoke incoherently, seemingly unusually excited.

On the black cross, Lin Qiye struggled for a moment, his expression suddenly becoming extremely solemn.

All the divine ruins and forbidden ruins have been sealed, and now he is no different from an ordinary person.

He glanced sideways at An Qingyu and Jiang Er.

“Our forbidden area has been sealed.” An Qingyu shook her head at him.

Lin Qiye frowned, his mind racing.

The only way now...

Jiang Ye's image appeared in his mind.

However, Jiang Ye cannot leave the Gods Mental Hospital. Even though I gave permission last time, I was still unable to take Jiang Ye away.

Even if they are able to leave, they will not be able to fight after being discharged from the hospital.

However, Jiang Ye might be able to possess a miracle, which could allow them to escape.

Thinking of this, Lin Qiye was about to sink his consciousness into the Gods Mental Hospital.

Huhu.

But then, Uriel flapped his tattered six wings and slowly flew into the sky, stirring up a strong wind.

The wriggling red eyeball stared at Lin Qiye, An Qingyu, and Jiang Er on the three black crosses.

His lips parted slightly, and fleshy growths appeared on his cheeks.

A piercing, sharp sound came from Uriel's mouth and echoed under the dark sky.

"Sin...judgment!"

As soon as those four words were uttered, the chains binding Lin Qiye and the other two tightened instantly.

At the same time, an invisible force pressed down on them, nailing their souls to the cross, rendering them unable to move an inch.

Lin Qiye's expression changed drastically; he no longer even had the ability to enter a mental hospital.

All I could hear were the maniacal cheers and laughter coming from the foot of the mountain, and those red eyes staring at the sinners bound to the cross, heads bowed, awaiting judgment.

Lin Qiye gritted his teeth, his eyes bloodshot, trying desperately to break free from the shackles on his soul.

The only solution now is to enter the Gods Mental Hospital and ask Jiang Ye for help.

But now...

"Past...sins..."

Then, Uriel's sharp voice rang out again from the sky.

An invisible domain was released from Uriel's body, enveloping the three of them.

Under the power of time and space, the past of the three people flew out in an invisible realm like movie clips.

Uriel's enormous red eyes were peering intently into the past of the three of them.

"Lin Qiye."

Uriel's shrill voice rang out, "Those who commit the sins of killing...abducting souls...blaspheming...god-killing...will fall into the nine levels of hell."

“An Qingyu committed the crime of killing and disrespecting the dead... His sins are unforgivable, and he will fall into the eighth level of hell.”

“Jiang Er, committed…” Uriel paused for a moment, looking at Jiang Er’s past, and slowly said, “Fell into the grave crime of falling in love with An Qingyu, and harboring… condoning the crime, and will fall into the first level of hell.”

Upon hearing the crime, Jiang Er, standing on the black cross, was momentarily stunned and glanced sideways at An Qingyu.

The latter also met his gaze without prior arrangement.

Lin Qiye was still trying to break free from the domain's control, but to no avail.

"Future...sin..."

But after Uriel had glimpsed the past of the three and judged their crimes, He spoke again.

A sin of the future!?

These three words startled Lin Qiye and his companions.

The fragments of the past flowing around the three disappeared, and then, under the shroud of a mysterious power above their heads, three rivers of time slowly emerged within the domain.

Uriel's red eyes were fixed on the three rivers of time, as if he wanted to see all the sins the three would commit in the future.

"He can actually see into our future?" An Qingyu asked incredulously.

Lin Qiye's eyes were also filled with surprise, but with their heads down, they could not see their own river of time, and could only glimpse a blurry corner out of the corner of their eyes.

A seraphim capable of tracing the future is probably even more terrifying than Michael.

"Lin Qiye."

Uriel's red eyes stared at the River of Time above Lin Qiye's head, and he spoke in a low voice: "Foul..."

"Hahaha, Lin Qiye, you've finally lost. You wanted to...assimilate...me? Wishful thinking...What are you doing!"

Uriel had barely uttered the word "criminal" when a frenzied and shocked voice echoed through Lin Qiye's timeline.

Ok?

An Qingyu and Jiang Er glanced at it out of the corner of their eyes, and the river of time became clearer and clearer.

In the long river of time, in an empty courtyard, Lin Qiye, whose body was covered with wriggling tumors and whose eyes were formed by countless tiny insects, was looking at a man with disbelief.

If Lin Qiye could see it now, he would recognize the man at a glance.

That was... Jiang Ye.