CHAPTER 406: CHAPTER 48: RETURN TO HEAVEN

After a journey of five days and four nights, Raphael also returned to Heaven... It wasn’t some miraculous event when he came back; he even brought back a few fallen angels who wanted to return to Heaven.

Not to mention that Yila’s "Death Trigger" was already known to most people; when Raphael just emerged from Yila’s soul, countless spectators were watching the live broadcast.

Of course, when it came to the civilization within Yila’s soul, most people still didn’t have a clear understanding of what it was like.

Until this moment...

"It sounds like a very wonderful place."

Michelangelo said, as he and several other Heavenly Holy Knights, along with other angels of Heaven... were all looking at the Main Plane, specifically in the direction of Yila.

The civilization within Yila, as described by Raphael, was an incredibly complex and hard-to-describe place... wonderful, yet not entirely so, making it hard to definitively say whether it was a "good" civilization.

But one thing that was certain was that the civilization was strong enough, convenient enough, and satisfying enough... In simple terms, it was an "extreme".

"What do you plan to do next?"

To Donatello’s inquiry, Raphael responded simply, saying, "Confirm the seal of Heaven, share my conclusions with you all, and then head to the Main Plane..."

Everyone in Heaven had also seen what Raphael previously discussed with Yila, so everyone knew that Raphael planned to stay on the Main Plane to deal with things. This did not surprise them.

Moreover, just as Yila had inferred, the three of them didn’t care at all about Raphael’s so-called "gender" change... just as Raphael himself didn’t care either.

What they were concerned about now were Raphael’s "conclusions," but before the three Heavenly Holy Knights could question him further, Raphael immediately addressed the topic of the "conclusion," saying, "The Calamity isn’t worth guarding."

"..."

These words made all the Heavenly Holy Knights look up... To be honest, these words were strange; it would have been reasonable for any other angel to say something like that, except for Raphael.

Raphael had always been the one who treated the gods’ will as his everything. He spoke constantly of the gods, the rules, and the duties bestowed upon him... The gods created them precisely for the purpose of sealing the Calamity.

Until the day some people grew strong enough to resolve the Calamity... In other words, until they grew enough to do what even the gods couldn’t.

"..."

"..."

"..."

Looking at his colleagues who were waiting for his next words, Raphael fell silent for a moment and then explained simply, "The three of you are sufficient to guard the Calamity... No, even two of you would be enough."

As he said this, Raphael pointed to the area below Heaven and said, "If the gods created us believing that the four of us, along with the assistance of other angels, would be sufficient to guard the seal itself."

"According to Their will, the angels of Heaven should be enough to intercept and block things outside the seal on the day the stars align, temporarily averting the crisis... So what if there were more people?"

Raphael said, questioning the three, "If we temporarily help the Main Plane resolve the Calamity, and then bring Wenresa Iluvita and the Primordial Technique... Hmm..."

Raphael fell into thought as he spoke.

"Uh..."

"This..."

"I think I understand your meaning."

Da Vinci, who also wore armor and had an obscured face, nodded and said, "But perhaps you should have used Leonard or the three from Hell as examples."

Indeed, because even if all the Calamities of the Main Plane were resolved, Wenresa and her close friends would be of no use and couldn’t be expected to help in any way.

But Raphael’s meaning was clearly conveyed to the three of them.

"What Raphael suggests is indeed feasible, but isn’t this too radical?"

"Perhaps? But if it’s just him alone..."

"Could one of us achieve anything?"

"But indeed, seeing mortals die on the Main Plane when a Calamity occurs... I also feel..."

*"A bit uneasy?"*

"Yes."

"..."

During the conversation among the three Heavenly Holy Knights, Raphael, who had no intention of interrupting, quietly looked towards the place where the angels resided... the Heavenly Palace, and the Holy Spring Water that resembled a small lake.

The Holy Spring of Heaven, where the water produced here, even a single drop, could grant anyone, of any race, eternal life... In the eyes of those from other planes, this was an extremely precious thing.

But in reality, as long as you could reach Heaven... then taking a drop of water was not particularly difficult. You didn’t need to pass ten trials or anything; as long as you weren’t a villain, that was enough.

The body and soul could both reach a certain eternity under the effect of the Holy Spring Water.

"Splash~"

Raphael gently scooped up a handful of clear spring water, which slowly flowed back into the large spring from between his fingers, making a crisp sound... No doubt about it, reiterating that the Holy Spring of Heaven was not that rare a thing.

When a young angel was born in the light, they would be baptized in the Holy Spring of Heaven, and when they opened their eyes, they would see the countless lights of the Star Realm... a sign of the gods’ joy at the birth of a child.

Raphael lightly drank the spring water in his hand... Even though he had infinite lifespan, he still felt like conducting an experiment, experiencing the changes in his body.

The result was...

No change.

...

*"Does the rule of bodily collapse... transcend the spring water?"*

Raphael made this judgment, realizing that his body would still collapse when the time came, and he would return to Yila’s body... No method could delay it.

This fact made it hard for Raphael to determine his own state... because existence itself had a deadline, so it was difficult to say he was truly "alive," but he also didn’t feel "dead," just as Yila had said—

It was hard to say it was resurrection.

...

*In that case, perhaps a term from Yila’s civilization was apt for describing it—Schrodinger... just like he mentioned the first day they ate noodles together.*

Schrodinger’s cat (me)

Thinking this, Raphael looked at Tipcapu on the Main Plane... At this moment, the incubi servant was enthusiastically speaking to other incubi maids and Ghost Maids about the civilization within Yila.

It was also quite evident that many spectators were focused on Tipcapu’s narration...

"Those guys... sigh..."