CHAPTER 1671: CHAPTER 528: FATHER, SAY SOMETHING!_3

"Unrelated to the Bible."

"Lord Son of the Holy, these two guys, one a capitalist, the other the Pride of the Seven Deadly Sins, are thorough devils, unworthy of Heaven and undeserving of the supreme glory of the Vice-Regent."

Michael coldly looked at the two avatars: "A virtue that doesn’t match the position will only lead to death; they are both short-lived."

Facing the threat, Pride and Felster remained unperturbed; as long as they could become ’Michael’, enter Heaven, and stand openly under the Holy Light, enjoying the worship of countless Angels, what did short-lived matter?

Even if it’s only for one day, it’s worth dying for!

Wayne looked coldly at the three: "I see your loyalty; all of you have the stature of Vice-Regent, but there are only two sides to the Divine Throne. To the left of the Throne is Hexuno, who cannot be replaced, and there’s only one right side, yet there are three of you, not enough to go around."

"Lord Son of the Holy, no need to worry, I’ll just kill them all now."

"Lord Son of the Holy, and before the Divine Throne."

"Indeed, and after the Divine Throne as well."

"Shut up, you three Insectoids! Being with you useless lot, how could we ever make Heaven great?"

Wayne shouted angrily, with a cold face, "There’s only one right side to the Divine Throne, I don’t need you to slaughter each other; I only want the most loyal one. Now, it’s time for you to show your loyalty."

"Please speak, Lord Son of the Holy."x3

"Yeloin once entrusted Michael with a task; what exactly is that task?"

Wayne looked at the three Insectoids: "Speak it out, whoever speaks first will become the Vice-Regent Michael of the Kingdom of Heaven. The remaining two are only fit to be devils, enemies of the Holy Light and justice, sins in the mouths of the Saint Heir and Heavenly Father, never able to walk in the light."

"..."x3

The faces of the three Insectoids alternated between pale and green, all silent and speechless.

Not only did none of them speak, but they also kept their gazes shifting between each other, preventing anyone from suddenly speaking.

"Loyalty!"

Wayne praised, yet also showed disappointment: "Sadly, your loyalty is to Yeloin, to the Kingdom of Heaven, never truly to me, the Saint Heir."

"Lord Son of the Holy..."

Michael, with a hardened face, said: "You are the Saint Heir appointed by the Father; my loyalty to the Father’s command is the same as loyalty to you."

The argument is valid, but what if Yeloin returns?

Wayne took a deep breath, spread his five fingers before the three, and apologetically said: "Pride is an important early investor, Felster’s welfare institute saved my beloved, and although Michael’s character is twisted, he is Kingdom of Heaven’s most crucial Vice-Regent. If I had a choice, I wouldn’t wish to corrupt you into my dependents."

The three were all stunned; Michael, in shock, spread three pairs of white wings, with the Spear of the Wheel of Time in hand, Oath and Contract swords by side, charged forward against the oncoming wave of white foam.

Rumbling!!

Hell trembled, the Pale Sea rolled down, and endless white foam flowed into the space cracks, dyeing this pitch-black world in a layer of pale.

To the outer appearance, Hell was still Hell, but within, there was a cataclysmic change, completely transforming into Wayne’s shape.

The Abyss was no exception, stained pale as well.

In the future, without his nod, Hell won’t produce a Demon God.

In front of the Crucifix, three white bodies slowly squirmed, reverting to their previous shapes.

Michael stood still carrying the Three Divine Artifacts, muttering impossible, it was too fast, stunned by Wayne’s rapidly growing power, seemingly like a god, there was no trace of resistance.

Not to mention seemingly like a god, even a real deity, without the Divine Nation’s support, couldn’t resist Wayne’s corruption.

They weren’t corrupted because Wayne didn’t like doing so.

Not anymore, with the appearance of Death Knight Yalien, the hidden hand behind it hinting at Yeloin, and the Doomsday Judgment putting massive pressure on Wayne, not for world peace, merely for his family, he must abandon previous principles.

Living allows one to speak of principles; once dead, nothing matters, even if he won’t die, what about those he cares about? Flexibility in principles is very necessary.

"Michael, tell me, what was the task Yeloin gave you?"

"It, it was..."

A trace of struggle appeared on Michael’s face, his expression pained; he worshiped Yeloin, willing to devote everything sincerely, but at this moment, he had no choice, reluctantly revealing the burdened task.

"To protect the Lord of Greed, before that day comes, everyone can die except Greed."

After saying this, Michael closed his eyes and sat on the ground dejectedly.

"The Lord of Greed..."

Wayne narrowed his eyes slightly, a greedy businessman figure emerged in his mind, inconceivable, after Yeloin fell asleep, he remained in the God-chosen Continent in such a manner.

"Is it really him?"

The situation progressed too smoothly, acquiring critical information easily made Wayne a bit skeptical.

Suddenly, he thought of something and asked: "When the Demon Bat went to Hell, it wanted to enter the Lord of Greed’s territory, but you didn’t agree due to this reason?"

"Yes."

Michael nodded, the Demon Bat was a reincarnated being of the Altar of Pride, could be considered as his avatar + Wayne’s thought, a creation of ’Lord Pride’ to pass time, to see what changes fresh blood could bring to Hell.

To be safe, keep it away from the Lord of Greed’s territory.

Wayne frowned, pondering that the Lord of Greed is the sleeping Yeloin, and there is The Book of Greed, both bearing the name of Greed, both stepping onto the path of Ancient God’s evolution...

Could Greed be the password to pass The Void?