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

【Holy Light - Virgilis lv.180】

Health Points: 5000 trillion/5000 trillion

That pure, golden figure finally coalesced at the end of the radiance.

Virgil has now completely shed his mortal body.

Twelve pairs of luminous wings unfurled behind him, each feather condensed from the purest light. The luminous feathers hanging from the wingtips drifted slowly in the air, then transformed into new radiance and merged into the halo around him.

The five-gigabit health bar, like a golden chasm, stretched across the top of all players' system interfaces.

"Five...five gigabytes?!"

"What does this even mean?! Do all those archangels combined even amount to this much?!"

Exclamations of surprise rose and fell among the players below.

The three archangels who were previously at level 150 could barely manage to cope by relying on the suppression of spells and the continuous supply of substitute death contracts.

But the divine light before them, which had merged with all the power of the angels and reached its pinnacle, was now completely beyond their comprehension.

"Is this the strongest power achievable in this era?"

Virgil lowered his head, examining his new body.

The world's level cap is still 126, but while he fused with the power of the angels, he also inherited the angel race's ability to ignore world restrictions.

In this age before the true God has been resurrected, in this world where the gods still slumber in the shadows of history—

He, Virgilis, is a unique existence, almost like a gap in the chain.

"That's enough."

Virgil raised his head and said calmly.

"This farce should end."

He raised his right hand.

【Flawless Light of Miracles Lv.1】

A ray of light swept by.

To everyone's disbelief, Tianshan began to reorganize.

The mountain peak that was flattened by the Sword of Expedition, and the shattered ruins of the sanctuary, all returned to their original state where the light touched, as if time had flowed backward.

Not only that.

Those holy believers who had been distorted into monsters were now resurrected in the light, standing blankly in their rebuilt homes, looking at each other in disbelief.

It can be called a miracle.

Virgil withdrew his hand and turned his gaze to the expeditionary fleet hovering in mid-air, as well as the Northern lords and players who were still putting up a stubborn resistance.

"You shall all disappear as well."

His voice was extremely cold.

【God's Vision Lv.1】

A flash of white light.

Wherever Virgil's gaze fell, the land was covered in white light.

A white light swept across, instantly erasing a large area of ​​alchemical machinery, which vanished without a trace.

Hundreds of players who didn't have time to react also turned into white light at the same moment.

The fleet suffered heavy losses, but is still barely holding on.

Thanatos and Stryver used their powers of death and war to desperately resist the erosion of the white light, protecting the last remaining demigod lord behind them.

Taro Ball and his group retreated to the deck of the Void Dragon, their expressions grave.

In a corner somewhere.

The moment the white light swept in, an invisible barrier quietly opened up.

The two little ones stood in front of Atoris and Cecilia, their little hands clasped tightly together.

Ripples of the power of spacetime spread out from them, isolating the small area behind them from the destructive white light.

The white light dissipated.

Cecilia gasped for breath, looking at the two petite blue-haired figures in front of her, momentarily at a loss for words.

The two little ones weren't paying attention to her at that moment.

Their gazes were fixed on the golden figure high in the sky, their hands unconsciously clenching.

The murderer who killed their friend.

The guy who turned Yuriel into light.

They had finally managed to find a like-minded friend outside of the chaotic land...

absolute……

Absolutely intolerable!

They took a step in unison.

Then, he placed both hands on their shoulders at the same time.

"I said, can you guys please stop causing trouble here?"

The two little ones suddenly turned their heads.

In that instant, their eyes widened in surprise.

"Little...Little White Sister?!"

"I, we..."

The visitor was Xie Bai.

She was wearing a simple dress, her long, slightly disheveled, crimson-white hair was disheveled, and her eyes were half-open and half-closed.

But she is definitely standing here.

From the moment Tianshang Mountain was leveled, she had already arrived on this battlefield.

By relying solely on the absolute concealment of her spiritual state, she hid herself outside everyone's perception and quietly observed everything.

This includes the two little ones having fun inside the mech, them playing cards with Yuriel, and the child eventually handing them the character tome.

Everything is within sight.

At that moment, the two little ones clung to her with a pitiful look on their faces, their eyes red-rimmed, wanting to say something but not knowing where to begin.

Atoris and Cecilia both froze.

Atoris lowered her eyes, still unsure how to face Xie Bai or how to greet him in a reasonable yet unobtrusive way.

Cecilia, on the other hand, is the complete opposite.

She almost jumped up, her lolicon heart pounding wildly in her chest, but she held herself back, reminding herself that the occasion was absolutely not suitable for causing any trouble.

Especially after witnessing the two little ones easily resist Virgilis's devastating attack, and now these two little devils are huddled up to Xie Bai, complaining pitifully.

Cecilia took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down.

Fortunately, Xie Bai didn't notice what was happening on their side.

"Okay, I understand."

Xie Bai gently ruffled the two little ones' hair, his tone unusually gentle.

"Don't worry, that little angel didn't actually die."

"Ugh... Ah?"

The two little ones were stunned at the same time.

"He's not dead...really?"

In response to the two children's questions, Xie Bai pointed to the golden book in Jia Mi's arms.

"Not only him, but the souls of all the angels have not vanished."

Her voice was calm, yet carried a reassuring certainty, quite unlike Virgil's indifference.

"The souls of those angels are preserved in this Book of Heaven. What they lost was only their power."

In her eyes, the information panel provided by the player system was clearly displayed.

The Celestial Chronicles

[The book that records the history of the Celestial Realm, and also serves as a vessel for the souls of the Angels, is under the special care of Uriel.]

[Number of Souls Existing: 124]

"I asked cautiously."

"Then...can they be resurrected?"

At this moment, Little Jiami's eyes lit up.

"If possible... we could bring them all to be Sister Shiro's retinue!"

"Cough cough..."

Xie Bai was caught off guard and almost choked on his own saliva.

"Okay... I'll think of something later."

She looked up at the golden figure high in the sky that was still overlooking the battlefield.

For some reason, she sensed something indescribable within that pure, radiant light…

Familiar with.

"What... is he also a third wheel?"

……