Please be my partner.

The next moment, Mellen appeared in a bizarre and fantastical world, surrounded by colorful rays of light that curled and formed dreamlike bubbles.

This was none other than the dream of the four-winged angel.

For Xiaoliu, dreams are not just simple mental activities, but a special dimension independent of reality, which she can freely traverse.

Even though the four-winged angel was awake at this moment, he was still in a dream state.

With just a brief glance, Mellen gleaned a great deal of information about Paradise Mountain from the four-winged angel's dream and began to guide it in the direction he desired.

This is not a supernatural or secret technique, but simply the application of skills, similar to hypnosis or sleepwalking, implanting individual thoughts of "other self" into the mind of the four-winged angel.

The four-winged angel believed these were all his own thoughts, but in reality, he had been manipulated without his knowledge.

Emory led his squad back to Paradise Mountain as usual. After completing their reporting duties, the squad disbanded and they had a period of vacation.

Although they are willing to give everything for the Lord of Light, normal life cannot be spent in a working state all the time, and appropriate relaxation is also very necessary.

The other team members had no objections, and one of them asked, "Captain, what are you planning to do next?"

Emory thought for a moment and said, "I plan to go to the twelfth floor to listen to Lord Baker's teachings and experience the glory of the Lord up close."

The team members said enviously, "That's wonderful! It's a pity that we're not qualified to go to the tenth or higher level of Heaven Mountain, let alone listen to the teachings of the angels."

One of them asked in confusion, "Captain, didn't you say during the mission that the Elf Forest on the sixth floor had released a new product called Holy Light Fruit Wine? Shouldn't we go and try it as soon as we get back?"

Emory waved his hand dismissively and said, "We can talk about tasting the wine later."

The team members thought about it and didn't see anything wrong with it, so they didn't say anything more.

After bidding farewell to his teammates, Emory spread his two pairs of pure white wings and flew towards the high sky.

After traversing through layers of rich worlds, Amory soon arrived at the twelfth layer, the throne second only to the Lord of Light, the domain of the six-winged archangels of light.

The eight Holy Light Castles are scattered throughout the twelve levels, and they are also the key nodes controlling the entire Paradise Mountain.

Although Melen completely annihilated an Archangel of Light back in the ancient land of exile, rendering even the resurrection methods of Mount Paradise ineffective, it was still quite simple for the Archangel race to choose a new Archangel, easily filling the gap.

Beck is a veteran Archangel of Light, whose existence can be traced back to the period before the true rise of the Lord of Light.

Compared to other Archangels of Light, Beck is not very aggressive. He usually focuses on educating other Archangels of Light and acts quite gently. Although this approach has drawn criticism from some Archangels of Light, he is loved and respected by many more.

The other seven Archangels of Light today have all received some form of instruction from Beck.

Whenever Beck preached the Way of the Holy Light, his Holy Light Castle was always packed with people. A large number of four-winged angels of the Holy Light would come to listen, and occasionally other archangels of the Holy Light would come to discuss the mysteries of the Holy Light with Beck.

When Emory arrived at the Holy Light Castle in Baker, although it wasn't time for the lecture yet, quite a few four-winged angels had already arrived. They weren't idle either, but were exchanging whispers among themselves.

Several days passed in this way, and two sacred auras surged in like ocean tides. One was gentle and peaceful, like a clear spring that soothed the soul, while the other was majestic and unpredictable, with a hint of arrogance that seemed to surpass all living beings.

While listening intently to various gossips in Emory's dream and carefully plotting something, Murren suddenly froze. He could smell a familiar scent in that second aura.

The power of all beings is a force that superficially resembles faith, but is fundamentally different.

When the Blue-Green Realm faced an invasion from the Abyss World, the Dawn Knight Dar awakened the power of all living beings, which is how he resisted the attack from the Abyss World.

However, although both are the power of all living beings, the one that Dahl used back then has a completely different effect than the one that Melen is sensing now.

While absorbing the power of all living beings, Dahl also carried the same amount of their wishes. Although he possessed great power, he was ultimately crushed by it.

At this moment, the power of all living beings that Mellen felt had a sense of taking from all living beings and being superior to them. He was always high above them, while all living beings became food and nourishment to be taken at will.

Returning from his brief mental reverie, Mellen's expression turned solemn, his gaze piercing through multiple dimensions to the source of the power emanating from all living beings—the newly appointed six-winged archangel of holy light.

At this moment, Melen thought of an 'old friend'—the one who had lured the Twilight Knights into researching demonic power, then stole all their research findings and mysteriously disappeared…Shadow Fiend!

From any perspective, the Shadow Fiend of the past and the current Archangel of the Six Wings have no resemblance whatsoever. Even the power of all beings is not unique to the Knights of Dawn.

However, with strength at Mellen's level, having something in mind means having something in mind. Since he has already connected the two, it must be his instinctive intuition reminding him that the two must be related!

When you look at the process with the result in mind, naturally, this Archangel of Light appears to be full of flaws in Melen's eyes.

Chapter 742 Stepping on Heaven

What does it mean to search high and low without finding it, only to have it come to you effortlessly?

This is undoubtedly the situation we are facing!

After dealing with everything, Mellen had considered finding the escaped Shadow Fiend to resolve the problem, but despite searching openly and secretly for a long time, he couldn't find any clues and had to give up in the end.

Unexpectedly, they would meet under these circumstances today.

Mellen slowly concealed the burning intensity in his gaze. Even across multiple dimensions, he feared that the Shadow Demon might sense something amiss and flee in advance.

Although for Melen, it wouldn't matter if the Lord of Light escaped for the sake of Shadow Fiend, things haven't developed to that point yet. He's in the shadows while his enemy is in the open, and he still has the opportunity to make sufficient arrangements to ensure that both sides' escape routes are blocked.

So many years have passed, what difference does one or two more months make?

Cassius, formerly known as the Shadow Fiend, is discussing the path of the Holy Light with Beck.

Firstly, he himself does have this need.

As a newly appointed Archangel of Holy Light, Cassius is the least experienced of all the archangels, and his understanding of the Way of Holy Light is also the weakest compared to the other archangels. Given the opportunity to learn and improve, he naturally wouldn't miss it.

Secondly, it is also to establish one's own image and expand one's influence.

The four-winged angels of holy light who come to learn are the backbone of the angel race. Teaching them will undoubtedly enhance Cassius's reputation and contribute to the advancement of the power of all beings.

This was originally a good plan that would achieve multiple goals, but for some reason, Cassius felt a chill down his spine this time. His gaze swept over the four-winged angel of holy light below without him noticing anything amiss.

Furthermore, the unsettling feeling that had been lingering in Cassius's mind was only a fleeting moment, and even he himself couldn't be sure if he had imagined it.

After his lecture for the day ended, Cassius returned to his Holy Light Castle and began a clandestine investigation.

However, after several days, nothing was found, and it seemed that the unease of that day was just an illusion.

As time passed, Cassius gradually stopped being suspicious and returned to his daily routine.

And so, a month later.

In the dream dimension, Mellen opened his eyes. Through his efforts over this period, he had woven together the dreams of countless holy angels, forming a vast network that could play a decisive role at crucial moments.

While weaving this dream network, Mellen also learns about 'Cassius' past through the dreams of various holy angels.

Cassius is not a Holy Angel born in the last one or two hundred years; his existence can be traced back at least several thousand years.

However, for a long time in the past, Cassius did not perform well, and could only be described as mediocre. It was only in the last hundred years that he seemed to have suddenly awakened, and his strength and wisdom began to advance by leaps and bounds.

Of course, this abrupt change is not unusual among the Holy Light Angels, and this has to do with the origin of the Holy Light Angels.

Before the rise of the Lord of Holy Light, the Angels of Holy Light were just an ordinary race in the Celestial Realm; they didn't even have the name 'Holy Light' back then.

At the beginning of their existence, the angels of holy light were no different from other celestial beings. They possessed only naive instincts and basic wisdom, and their appearance was not human-like. Even after generations of evolution and development, they were still nothing more than a group of wild beasts.

After the Lord of Holy Light brought the Angels of Holy Light under his command, he began to enlighten them with wisdom and change their appearance, which eventually led to the current Angels of Holy Light race.

However, for the vast majority of Holy Light Angels, they cannot completely escape ignorance. To put it simply, even if they seem to be able to take care of themselves, they cannot escape the fact that they are mentally challenged.

Only those angels of holy light who are able to truly awaken themselves have infinite possibilities.

In the eyes of many angels of holy light, Cassius was undoubtedly such an example, and he possessed superior qualities compared to other awakened angels.

Mellen certainly knew that this was not the case, but he didn't know exactly why; he only had some simple guesses.

However, none of that matters to Mellen; catching Shadow Fiend is the most important thing.

Mellen gently manipulated the air, sending out a thought: "I'm all ready. How much longer do you need?"

Before long, the dragon responded: "I have arrived in the Heavenly Realm and am hiding outside Heavenly Mountain. I can launch an attack at any time."

Mellen relayed, "Once I deploy the Dream Net, it will be enough to completely seal off the twelfth and thirteenth levels of Heaven Mountain. The Dream Net will probably be able to trap the Lord of Holy Light for about ten minutes."

Dragon replied, "That's enough, let's begin!"

The dragon didn't ask why the twelfth floor was sealed off as well, so Mellen didn't bother explaining.

Without warning, a dreamlike glow suddenly appeared on the twelfth and thirteenth floors of Paradise Mountain, severing them from their original space as if they had been banished to some void.

The Lord of Holy Light, who was already showing signs of awakening, instinctively sensed something was wrong and began to force himself to wake up from his slumber at all costs.

The six Archangels of Light on the twelfth floor reacted quickly, immediately mobilizing the power of the Holy Light Castle in an attempt to break through the Dream Net's blockade.

However, by separating the twelfth and thirteenth levels of Paradise Mountain, Mellen effectively severed the connection between these two levels and the rest of Paradise Mountain, causing the power of Holy Light Castle to be greatly weakened. Against Mellen's meticulously arranged dream network, it was like an ant trying to shake a tree.

Worse still, the moment the Dream Web appeared, a large number of Holy Light Angels inexplicably fell into a coma, and their power was unnaturally and rapidly dissipating, all of which were the source of the Dream Web's energy.

"Roar!~"

Countless giant dragons appeared on the thirteenth floor of Paradise Mountain, their shadows casting shadows on the twelfth floor, appearing ferocious and terrifying, clearly indicating that the dragons had already made their move.

Instead of immediately joining the thirteenth-level battlefield, Mellen focused his attention on one of the Holy Light Castles on the twelfth level, where his target was located.

The eight holy castles are interconnected, and the eight holy archangels are also exchanging ideas on how to break the deadlock.

Unfortunately, several proposed methods were rejected because they were impossible to implement.

Just then, a booming voice rang out: "You're all pretending to be ignorant. Since none of you are willing to speak, then let me bear the blame! I propose that all the unconscious Holy Light Angels be thrown into the Holy Light Spring!"

"No! Although the Holy Light Spring can resurrect angels, it will also wash away their traces, essentially reverting them to their original state. Those who are currently unconscious are the backbone of the Holy Light Angel race. If they are wiped clean, it will be a huge loss for us!"

“Alas! I agree to throw the unconscious into the Holy Light Spring. Our lord is currently under attack by a powerful enemy. At this time, any sacrifice is acceptable as long as it can help our lord by breaking the seal. The power lost by those unconscious people is clearly replenishing the seal.”

"But the question is, can this really break the seal? What if it fails? Wouldn't it be a pointless sacrifice?"

"There's no time to think about that anymore. At a time like this, even making a mistake is better than doing nothing!"

This last sentence seemed to convince the others, and at this point, the eight archangels of light reached a consensus and began to issue commands.

Just then, Mellen's thoughts suddenly entered the group of eight: "You're really decisive, but it's no use. I had already considered this situation when I was weaving this dream net. Even if you ruthlessly kill those unconscious Holy Light Angels, it will only cause their power to dissipate more quickly, further replenishing the power of the dream net."

While the Archangels of Light searched in bewilderment for the speaker, Melen had already arrived at Cassius's Castle of Light and was looking at him with a beaming smile.

"You really are something," Mellen said with a sigh. "I've been looking for you for ages!"

Cassius was somewhat taken aback and asked, puzzled, "Who are you? Why are you looking for me?"

Mellen's expression hardened, and he said with some displeasure, "Shadow Fiend, I've already appeared in front of you. It's rather unseemly for you to say these things now. This isn't the kind of behavior I expect from the mastermind behind the scenes."

Cassius's expression froze, and after a few seconds of silence, he said, "It's you! It's actually you! I never expected this!!"

Mellen laughed and said, "We can talk about 'catching up' later. I have some urgent business to attend to now. Please come to my bowl first."

Space shifted, and the void eroded; Cassius was powerless to resist and was sealed away by Melen.

Having done all this, it took less than a minute in total, before Mellen leisurely arrived at the thirteenth floor.

At this moment, the battle between the dragon and the Lord of Holy Light had reached its climax.

Because of the forced awakening, the Lord of Holy Light was not in his best condition. One of his trump cards, Heaven Mountain, was also sealed off, preventing him from receiving external support. Meanwhile, the dragon came prepared, so the battle was almost one-sided, with the Lord of Holy Light dominating the fight.

Of course, it's clear that as the battle continues, the Lord of Holy Light's condition is rapidly improving.

Mellen only glanced at it a few times before discovering the problem: the Lord of Holy Light was forcibly drawing power from the Angels of Holy Light to restore himself.

In reality, this manifests as widespread physical decay and core disintegration among the Holy Light Angels in Heavenly Mountain.

This bond, spanning millions of years, has long since transformed the entire Holy Light Angel race into an extension of the Holy Light Lord's power, which he can naturally reclaim at any time.

Unfortunately, all of this was in vain. The appearance of Mellen was like the final mountain that broke the camel's back, and the Lord of Holy Light had no chance to resist.

Instead of taking direct action, Melen simultaneously contracted the power of the Dream Network while selectively severing the Holy Light Lord's connection with the outside world.

In an instant, the rapidly rising aura of the Lord of Holy Light stalled and became unstable again. At the same time, the Dream Net broke through the limitations of dimensions, transforming into chains that were between reality and illusion, wrapping around the Lord of Holy Light and restricting his movements.

With Melen's arrival, the dragons unleashed their combined dragon attack, suppressing the Lord of Holy Light.

The dragon smiled and said, "It's alright. The Lord of Holy Light is in much better condition than Asmodeus. It will take me at least two or three months to completely suppress him. During this time, the angels of Holy Light will do everything they can to come and save their Lord."

Mellen nodded slightly and said, "That's perfect. Kill all of them who come. The remaining cowards and those who are afraid will naturally have their faith shaken, making it easier for the Council of Beasts to recruit them later."

Long nodded and said, "That's what I meant too, so I'm leaving the rest to you. Don't hold back, even if all the Holy Light Angels are loyal followers of the Lord of Holy Light."

Mellen nodded to indicate that he understood.

The power of the dream network gradually dissipated, and the twelfth and thirteenth levels of Paradise Mountain returned to their original positions.

The dragon remained on the thirteenth floor to suppress the Lord of Holy Light, while Melon returned to the twelfth floor to play the role of the gatekeeper.

Next, the angels of light indeed became anxious, and the vast majority of them were willing to dedicate everything to the Lord of Light.

However, no matter how they probed, feigned attacks, or launched a desperate charge, it was all like a gentle breeze to Mellen, dissipating with a breath.

Gradually, the insurmountable gap in power led the Holy Light Angels to despair. Their increasingly weak connection with the Lord of Holy Light became a sharp blade that shattered their mental defenses. In their self-abandonment, the Holy Light Angels' faith was no longer pure, and some even veered to the other extreme.

Melen actually sensed a small amount of prayers from the angels of holy light, and their faith seemed quite devout!

Although surprised, it wasn't entirely unexpected for Mellen.