I created the Anomaly Control Bureau

Chapter 922, Section 917: Racing Against Time (Super Attendance, Requesting Monthly Tickets~)

Western Federation, St. Cadegren Cathedral.

Winter Wolf picked up a broom and dustpan, looking at the church corridor so clean and spotless that not a speck of dust was visible. A strong sense of absurdity welled up in his heart. This was his job.

Clean the spotless corridor in front of you.

It wasn't about leading the church to hunt down their own people, nor was it about having him participate in any secret human experiments, nor was it about having him engage in cruel and bloody battles. Instead, it was about cleaning up this church that didn't need cleaning at all.

He could understand that the other party didn't have anything they wanted him to do, but whatever they asked him to do would be much more useful than coming here to clean. He could summon magical blizzards, and even disregarding that, he had physical abilities far beyond those of ordinary people, as well as years of rich combat experience.

Moreover, when Rafiven handed him the broom and dustpan, his expression was incredibly serious. No matter what, Winter Wolf couldn't find any mockery or contempt in his eyes; it wasn't the kind of humiliation a victor would show to a loser.

It all felt like a cruel joke.

He just couldn't find anyone to joke with.

"What are you standing there for?" Rafael's impatient voice came from behind him. "You don't expect me to teach you how to clean, do you? Do you all sleep in garbage dumps?"

Winter Wolf was unaware of his arrival, but he felt more relieved than frightened.

“I’ve searched everywhere I could think of.” Winter Wolf turned to the boy. “But there’s nowhere here that needs cleaning. There’s not a speck of dust anywhere.”

"The forces here are already keeping this building clean, what else can I do?"

Lafayette sighed:
“I’m asking you to clean the church not because I need you to clean the church, just do as I say.”

Upon hearing this, Winter Wolf wore a thoughtful expression, and after a moment said:

"I understand."

Rafael didn't know what he understood, but he nodded nonetheless:
"Keep cleaning, I have other things to take care of."

After saying that, he walked towards his office. Rafael was indeed very busy right now, and since he returned from the Northern Federation, more and more documents had been being sent to his desk.

He was already overwhelmed with work and had no time to care about Winter Wolf, this little prisoner of war.

That's why Rafiven made him clean, because he simply didn't have the energy to think about where to put the Winter Wolf, or even the time to have someone set up a temporary cell for him here.

Snapped!
He pushed open the office door and strode into it.

Various documents were piled up in the office like small mountains, and the figure sitting in his chair seemed to be crushed by these piles of documents, his body unconsciously hunching over.

"How is it?" he asked.

Ivanie slowly raised her head, her expression weary and grave:

"We simply can't keep up. She's moving so fast. We completely underestimated her abilities. Many prophecies that were originally impossible to advance are gradually coming true, even if not in the most perfect way."

"She's gone mad."

Raphael stepped forward with a somber expression and took the documents that Ivani had prepared.

'They have no time left,' said the Cherubim.

Even before this statement was uttered, the Cherubim had already begun to "go mad," relentlessly pushing forward all the prophecies without communicating with Raphael.

Of course, there is a reason why the prophecies that exist today have stagnated. The fact that these prophecies have not been fulfilled long ago shows that they are certainly not something that can be easily or simply realized.

Therefore, it is impossible for Cherubim to perfectly realize them.

Therefore, she naturally began to choose methods with various flaws and potentially serious long-term costs to advance these prophecies. For example, since she couldn't deal with the Southern Gods, she began a large-scale massacre of many groups that could be considered pagan gods, who were indeed much easier to deal with than the Southern Gods.

But even if they were all slaughtered, it would be far less effective than dealing with the southern gods. If they could complete the latter as originally planned, these minor deities wouldn't even be able to affect the prophecy.

Based on the Cherubim's current actions, the prophecy can only achieve 20-30% of its effect at most, and that's assuming the massacre goes perfectly, which is not the case in reality.

The price they will pay for this unfulfilled prophecy is far-reaching. First of all, their act of fulfilling the prophecy in this way will arouse the vigilance and hostility of other forces.

Besides this, it will also cause many collateral effects, such as many souls being captured by hell during this massacre.

Even if cherubim have the means to erase their souls, Hell will also protect those souls that are valuable to it in the process, as long as they go through several demonic growth phases...

They will soon encounter many dangerous enemies.

It is even possible that top-tier demons will be cultivated in this process.

The cherubim's current actions are essentially providing fertilizer to the field of hell.

Moreover, she is pushing forward more than just this prophecy. The situation facing the Holy Church is becoming increasingly dire as the Cherubim advances, and war will soon break out.

But she keeps doing it, which means she's not crazy...

She simply doesn't feel the need to look too far ahead.

Something's about to happen, but this little bit of nourishment shouldn't be enough to bring him back...

Raphael was completely baffled.

"How is it?" Ivani looked at him with concern.

Lafayette bit her lip and said:
“I’ve confirmed it. All the angels agree with her actions. This isn’t some kind of madness. Now we have to figure out a way to stop her, or we might all be finished.”

"She used these prophecies to gather enough reality-distorting power, although this power should be far from enough to bring back the destined one, but it is still very dangerous."

"At least it gave our world a good thrashing."

As he spoke, his expression grew increasingly anxious:
"Although I have secretly thwarted many of her plans and I am confident that she will not find any flaws in my plans, she must know deep down that I am the one who is behind this. She has never trusted me."

“She witnessed me get to this position firsthand; we need to find someone to help us…”

“Raphael,” Ivanie suddenly spoke.

He looked up and noticed the worry in Ivanie's eyes:

"how?"

She said with great concern:

"Do we really have to stop her? Even you wouldn't do it so easily..."

Rafael showed a reassuring expression, but his eyes were incredibly firm:
“I know, Ivanie…”

"But I have to stop her; there are some things I can't escape."

Upon hearing this, Ivani also showed a knowing expression:

"Ah."