He became the White-Haired Evil God after wearing the Seven Curses Rings.

After several attempts to probe, Raphael finally realized something was wrong.

Thanatos is only level 126, so theoretically his Death Sanctuary should not be able to directly exempt him from level 150 lethal attacks.

To be precise, it's not about seeking refuge from death.

Instead, it uses the death power of a true god as a bridge to carry out unequal substitutionary death!

Those players didn't care about being killed in place of others.

Compared to the opportunity to join the wheel of fate, death is nothing more than losing levels and resources; at worst, they can lose everything and start over.

It would all be worth it if I could get the chance to join the Wheel of Fortune.

Realizing the seriousness of the problem, Raphael frowned.

"No... if that's the case, then Gabriel and the others..."

The next moment, the Soul-Shattering Heavy Sword, imbued with the power of nothingness, slashed down head-on without any fancy moves!

Raphael sidestepped and raised his black greatsword to block.

"Finally getting serious?"

Taro Ball's voice was calm to the point of being indifferent.

Raphael narrowed his dark eyes slightly, looking directly at the human before him whose aura was less than half his own for the first time.

"interesting……"

The next second, Yu Yunsheng raised her silver staff high.

Without any blessing or prayer, a blood-red mark of sin was etched directly onto Raphael's dark wings.

Raphael looked down, staring at the ever-expanding crimson crack on the wing.

He attempted to invoke divine power to heal...

The result is invalid.

"It can't be healed? No, even magic can't..."

The next second, a tremendous force, powerful enough to shatter mountains and split the earth, came crashing down from the front!

Raphael suddenly looked up.

Behind the cat, the phantom images of ten undead behemoths were overlapping.

Her slender arm, carrying a pure force of hundreds of billions, slammed straight toward Raphael's chest!

"Xiao Ai".

"Okay!"

Azsharax appeared to the side of the cat.

The two supremely powerful numerical beings unleashed their full strength in a punch, blasting open Raphael's wings!

During the brief intervals, Taro Ball didn't forget to use area-of-effect skills to pull Gabriel and Samael, who were far away, into the same aggro system.

Thanks to the "Suppression" attribute of the Reaper class, all three archangels are trapped in a predicament where they cannot recover health and mana.

With the addition of the substitution contract that allows for unlimited refills, Thanatos and his group actually managed to fight the level 150 archangel to a draw, and even had a slight advantage.

Seeing this scene, Cecilia below felt her eyes were opened.

"Holy crap... were they really that strong?"

But Cecilia soon realized a problem.

"Wait, why are there only three archangels participating? I remember there were four...?"

The next second, Cecilia saw the answer she wanted.

The two blue-haired girls who were previously seen mowing grass in mechs... those two little ones, are now with a small, blond child...

play cards?

Cecilia was startled when she saw the rounded wings behind the blond child.

Cherubim Yuriel.

The youngest of all the angels.

At this moment, the other party was holding a thick book that was flowing with liquid gold, and was playing a card game with the two little ones that Cecilia had never seen before.

As if he had encountered a predicament, Yuriel tilted his young head to the side.

Seeing this, the two little ones smiled smugly.

"Looks like you're going to lose."

"Just admit defeat and hand over the chips to us."

"no."

Ulier looked up.

He blinked his pure golden eyes, feeling a little sleepy, and looked down at the golden book cover.

The bargaining chip the two little ones were talking about was the golden book in Yuriel's arms.

"This book was a gift from our Lord."

As he spoke, he sighed softly.

"It's very expensive."

After refusing, he looked up.

The battlefield has now reached a stalemate.

Faced with the Northern Empire's charge, the Angel race showed signs of weakness.

Seeing this, Yuriel sighed again.

"Fine, since you want it, I'll give it to you. Just remember to keep it safe."

Having said that, Yuriel stood up.

The two little ones were slightly taken aback by this scene.

"what?"

"Why did you suddenly agree?"

Yuriel turned around.

"We made a bet with the Pope of the Holy Church, or more accurately, we made a pact: if even the noble angels cannot rid our Lord's territory of these parasites, we will willingly offer our power to him..."

As he spoke, Yuriel paused for a moment.

"By the way, I had a lot of fun playing with you guys."

Before the two little ones could react, a golden wave of light descended upon the battlefield in the next second.

Upon seeing this, Gabriel's twelve wings began to tremble.

He suddenly swung his strongest light spear, creating distance between himself and Thanatos.

"Oh no, it's a contract..."

Her elegant and composed demeanor was nowhere to be seen; her long, pure white hair was scattered messily over her shoulders, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

Right now, all he wants is to escape this place as quickly as possible!

However, the golden light waves that descended from the sky did not spare him.

Gabriel's figure froze instantly, along with the other three archangels, and was imprisoned.

"I never imagined that even a noble angel could break his promise and fear death."

A figure slowly emerged from the air.

A wide, platinum-gold robe, pure gold eyes, and a face so peaceful it bordered on compassion.

Holy Pope Virgil.

He finally showed up.

Gabriel turned around abruptly, his voice carrying a hint of panic he had never felt before.

"Virgilis! We misjudged this time! It was our negligence! You...you come back to the Celestial Realm with us now, and after we rest..."

"No need."

Virgil interrupted Gabriel, his voice remaining calm.

"From the moment the innate light appeared in my daughter's body, and you made all sorts of excuses and delays, I no longer had any hope for you."

He raised his hand.

The four archangels were frozen in mid-air.

"From the very beginning, I never intended to let anyone leave here."

He pulled suddenly.

The most primal power within the angels was stripped away by an irresistible force of contract, surging forth from their bodies and converging towards Virgilis's raised palm.

[Sacred Fusion Ceremony]

[Acquired - Seraph Gabriel lv.150]

[Acquired - Raphael, the Archangel, level 150]

[Acquired - Samael, level 150]

[Acquired - Cherubim Yuriel lv.150]

[Acquired - High-Rank Angel lv.120*120]

[-Authorization obtained from the four archangels; fusion permitted-]

"Instead of placing your hopes on others, bet all your chips on yourself."

After he finished speaking, enormous halos of light rose from the ground.

All the angelic power surged into Virgil's body at the same instant.

On the battlefield, everyone's gaze was involuntarily drawn to the figure that was ascending.

In the radiance, a golden figure of utmost purity was slowly taking shape.

……