After Tiandao left, the world of seraph of the end returned to its normal operation.
At this moment, Luke felt that as long as he wanted to, he could do absolutely anything!
He looked at the fallen Bastia, and after some thought, he snapped his fingers.
The world began to rewind, and soon the scene returned to how it was before Luke had infiltrated; Bastia was once again seriously guarding the seven sin keys.
She glanced at the location of the seven sin keys.
Hmm... Huh? Where are the sin keys?!
Bastia looked closely, only to find that the sin keys were still neatly placed inside the protective shield.
Bastia frowned, finding it strange.
Had she seen wrong?
After a moment of self-doubt, Bastia looked around and found no abnormalities, finally dismissing her doubts.
When her gaze swept over Luke, she didn't notice a thing, as if Luke was supposed to be standing right there.
Even when Luke left right in front of her, she didn't feel anything was wrong.
Luke left while humming a little tune... Time returned to the present.
The newborn angels, freed from the Vampire curse of immortality, no longer loathed the sunlight nor needed to drink human blood; Yuichiro hoped for angels and humans to live together in peace.
However, this wasn't something that would happen overnight, and there were other important matters to handle for now.
Currently, the technique concealing them from Paradise only covered Japan, which wasn't enough for the winged angels.
They were no longer emotionless Vampires and were unwilling to be trapped on an island like Japan.
But once they left the coverage of this technique, Paradise would discover their existence and rain down Divine Punishment again.
Sigmado naturally understood the angels' thoughts, but even his power wasn't enough to cover the entire globe with this technique.
Just as Sigmado was feeling a bit of a headache, Rig's gaze turned fierce and cold.
"King, didn't you research a technique to destroy Paradise? Since they are unwilling to accept us, why should we still care about old sentiments?"
Urd did not object; he rarely agreed with Rig's radical ideas, but the success of the Angel Resurrection Project told him that sometimes one truly had to be aggressive.
Sigmado looked toward the sky, his face full of solemnity.
"That technique would indeed release the disease we all suffered from back then into Paradise, but if God can cure it, we would be exposed and face Divine Punishment again. We've finally succeeded; I... don't dare to gamble again."
Sigmado even had reason to suspect whether that disease had been released onto Earth by God in the first place.
Rig remained silent for a while, clenching his fists, feeling somewhat unwilling.
Sigmado smiled and patted Rig and Urd on the shoulders.
"Don't overthink it; I'll find a way to solve it."
At worst, he would spend some time researching a technical tool that angels could carry to hide their presence.
On the human side.
Most people were busy resurrecting others; only the Shinoa Squad and everyone from the Hyakuya Orphanage were still here waiting for Yuichiro and Mika.
Yuichiro and Mika flapped their wings and flew down, kicking up a cloud of dust as they landed.
"Everyone, we did it!"
Yuichiro shouted to his companions, his expression excited.
Shinoa Hiragi rushed forward and hugged Yuichiro, her eyes shimmering with tears; she had been worrying about him this whole time.
After a long moment, the two suddenly pulled apart, their gazes wandering, not daring to look at each other, both of their faces flushed bright red.
Shihō Kimizuki, carrying Mirai Kimizuki on his back, teased with a smile, "Shinoa was praying for you every day."
Sannomiya Mitsuba nodded, confirming Shihō Kimizuki's words; she wasn't jealous, having already come to terms with it.
Shinoa Hiragi was a bit embarrassed by the comments and quickly changed the subject, pulling a little girl over and asking with a smile, "Guess who this is?"
Looking at the girl who bore a striking resemblance to Yoichi, Yuichiro had the answer in his heart—this must be Yoichi's older sister!
However, seeing Yoichi's sister looking seven or eight years younger than him now was truly a bizarre scene.
Mika watched all of this quietly, not interrupting Yuichiro, Shinoa Hiragi, and the others as they chatted.
"Brother Mika!"
Mika heard the voice, turned his head, and with reddened eyes, he smiled and spoke gently.
"Sachiko! Everyone!"
"Brother Mika is shy, he's crying!"
"I... I am not!"
Mika quickly wiped away the tears on his face; Sachiko, who had died unexpectedly in the Hyakuya Orphanage, had also been resurrected, her age the same as when she died, making her the youngest in the family.
"Brother Mika, you and Brother Yu are so cool, and you have big wings!"
The other children also crowded around, chattering away.
"Because Brother Mika and I are both very, very amazing people."
Yuichiro walked over at this time, just happening to hear Taichi's question.
On the other side, Guren and Hiiragi Shinya had also been resurrected as angels; the two originally wanted to turn back into humans, but Rig said it was too much trouble and that if they wanted to be human, they should research it themselves, so they had to give up.
"Guren!"
Just as Guren landed and wanted to chat with Hiiragi Shinya, he was interrupted by a shout before he could speak.
As soon as he turned his head, a "moth" jumped onto his face, and the wings behind her wrapped around, enveloping Guren.
"Mahiru... get off... I can't... breathe..."
"I don't want to! I was devoured by Shinya, it hurt so much. You have to reward me well today, compensate me... with your body~"
The person who arrived was none other than Hiiragi Mahiru.
Guren reached out to one side, toward where Hiiragi Shinya had just been standing, but he grabbed empty air.
"Shinya... help..."
Hiiragi Shinya, knowing he was a third wheel, had walked toward Goshi Norito and his group as soon as Hiiragi Mahiru appeared.
Sayuri covered her mouth, watching Hiiragi Mahiru and Guren's antics, speechless.
Jujo Mika, on the other hand, had veins popping on her forehead as she clenched her fists.
"That woman! I want to compete with her fairly!"
"I advise you not to; Hiiragi Mahiru's talent for sorcery is much stronger than even Young Master Guren's."
Jujo Mika glanced at Yukimi Shigure with some dissatisfaction.
"What? Are you going to speak up for that woman?"
Yukimi Shigure's expression didn't change as she simply pulled a kunai from her robe.
"No, I mean, we can assassinate her!"
Sayuri, standing nearby, was dumbfounded; she hadn't expected these two to be so radical.
"Wow, Guren really has a way with women; so many women are fighting over him! I'm so envious. When will I meet my true love? Even if she only lets me sleep with her once, it's fine."
Hiiragi Shinya had already walked over by then, and hearing Goshi Norito's complaint, he couldn't help but retort.
"Your requirements for true love are really low."
Goshi Norito smiled and scratched his head, looking a bit bashful.
Wait, bashful? Did this guy think his good buddy was complimenting him?
Nagoya.
Three figures descended from the sky, landing in front of a mansion.
This was the mansion from when Crowley governed the Nagoya area as a Progenitor.
"Lord, are you back to pick something up?"
Krul couldn't help but ask; as a Vampire, Krul hadn't lost her curiosity, and now that she had become an angel, her curiosity was even stronger.
Crowley smiled and nodded, holding a box in his hand; this box had been given to him by Luke before the resurrection ceremony began.
"Ah, I'm here to resurrect an old friend."
His companion from when he was a knight.
Horn seemed to remember something and asked, "Is it in that room in the basement?"
She remembered there was a room in the basement of the mansion that Crowley wouldn't let anyone near.
Crowley did not answer nor deny it, stepping inside.
Horn and Krul exchanged a look and didn't ask further, following behind Crowley.
The three arrived in the basement, and as expected, Crowley came to the front of that room and pushed the door open.
"You two wait for me outside."
Horn and Krul didn't follow further, nor did they ask why.
Crowley stepped inside alone; it was very cold, but that was nothing to him. Several hibernation pods were arranged inside.
Crowley was unusually excited as he came before a hibernation pod, looking at the familiar corpse lying within, and said softly, "It's time to wake up."
After saying that, he opened the box Luke had given him; Luke had said to open it only when it was time to use it.
But when Crowley opened the box, the smile on his lips froze.
Because inside lay a white rectangular object.
"Is this... a remote control?"
Crowley's voice was uncertain; he suspected he was being played!
This remote control also had a tiny display screen and several buttons of different colors, with two English characters carved in a corner—Midea.
Crowley took out the remote control and found a small note underneath; he picked up the note and began to read.
Instructions: Point at the subject to be resurrected and press the red button; adjust their body temperature to that of a living person to resurrect them.
Note: If you feel the corpse has been stored for too long, you can consider raising it a few degrees to give them a fever, which has a bit of a sterilizing effect.
After a long psychological struggle, Crowley took a deep breath, cursing Luke seven or eight times in his heart, before skeptically pressing the red button toward a hibernation pod and then adjusting the temperature to normal.
Under Crowley's astonished gaze, the eyelids of the corpse in the hibernation pod twitched.
An empty place.
"Achoo!"
"Hmm? You can still sneeze?"
"Maybe someone was secretly cursing me just now."
Luke said to Kyle with a smile.
The newly resurrected Kyle returned the smile, patted Luke on the shoulder, mouthed something, and then left.
"Your voice is too quiet, I can't hear you!"
Luke pretended not to hear.
"Thank you! Is that loud enough?!"
"That's more like it."
Luke stretched and looked at the sky.
"Before I leave, let's settle Paradise. But it has to be done in an interesting way; it's fine if the process is a bit thrilling."
Three months later.
Japan gradually regained its vitality, and the method to resurrect humans was passed on to survivors in countries all over the world; presumably, it wouldn't be long before the world came back to life.
Because the method Rig researched didn't use light energy, it wasn't under the jurisdiction of the God of Paradise, so there was no need to worry about exposure.
Angels and humans didn't interfere with each other, and no friction occurred.
However, on this day, a sudden change occurred!
Crack.
A crack suddenly appeared on the surface of the technique in the sky; by the time Sigmado noticed, the crack had already spread across the entire technique at lightning speed.
"Not good!"
Once the technique shattered, Paradise would send angels to purge them all!
Woo~
A long blast of a horn sounded in the ears of the angels.
A spatial rift appeared high in the sky, and the Archangel who had originally pronounced Sigmado's crimes appeared once again.
However, compared to before, the Archangel was now senile, with one foot already in the grave.
This was the angel race; though their lifespans were long, they were not infinite.
Sigmado looked at the Archangel in horror, wanting to stop him, but feeling powerless.
"Is everything about to end just as it's beginning?"
But soon, his gaze became determined; this time, no matter what, he would try to save everyone!
Sigmado flew straight up into the air, staring at the Archangel with sharp and determined eyes.
But then he also noticed something was wrong—only the Archangel had come?
"Sigmado, I didn't expect you to be able to go this far, breaking the curse of immortality and even resurrecting the angels. God underestimated you."
The Archangel's voice was old and weak, as if he might stop breathing at any moment.
Sigmado frowned deeply and reached into the void to pull out his scythe.
"This time, I won't lose everything again!"
The Archangel waved his hand and explained.
"I haven't come to destroy you this time."
Sigmado narrowed his eyes, not knowing what the Archangel meant.
Whoosh, whoosh.
Two more figures shot up from the ground—it was Rig and Urd.
The two flew behind Sigmado, looking at the Archangel with wary expressions.
The Archangel continued his explanation.
"It is God who wants to see you."
"God wants to see me?"
The Archangel nodded.
"Yes, and he also wants you to bring a Vampire named Krul."
Now Sigmado was truly bewildered. It was understandable to see him, but Krul? Was there some secret as to why Krul and Luke hadn't turned into angels? Then why not bring Luke?"
"I'm going too!"
Rig immediately spoke up.
The Archangel only glanced at him and shook his head.
"God did not mention you, pathetic angel. You do not yet have the qualification to see God."
Rig's expression turned ugly, and he wanted to say more, but he was stopped by Sigmado.
"King!"
"Say no more. I'll go speak with Krul."
After saying that, Sigmado flew downward.
On the ground, the other angels had noticed everything happening in the sky; those who had experienced it before showed no regret on their faces—even if they had to face Divine Punishment, they would not yield!
Krul also noticed the situation in the sky, her brow furrowed.
"Krul!"
Ashera from a distance quickly arrived, his face full of anxiety.
"Krul, run away quickly with Luke! Divine Punishment is coming again! You and Luke are still Vampires; if you run now, you might still be able to escape!"
Krul shook her head without hesitation.
"No! You've only just been resurrected; if we escape, we escape together! Luke has many strange things; maybe he can help you escape Divine Punishment!"
But she didn't know where Luke was right now; she hadn't seen him since she woke up this morning.
At that moment, Sigmado flew toward her.
"Krul, come with me to see that hideous God."
Boom!
A bolt of lightning as thin as a silver needle suddenly struck Sigmado.
"Ah!"
Sigmado couldn't help but cry out; Krul didn't understand what had happened.
As Sigmado's pain subsided, he told Krul what the Archangel had said; though she was puzzled, she ultimately chose to go and see.
Ashera tried to dissuade her, but Krul shook her head; with God's power, it was impossible for her to refuse even if she wanted to.
"Don't worry, brother. I haven't finished the first romance of my life yet; I won't die. Even if I come back as a ghost, that bastard Luke wouldn't dare to abandon me!"
The Archangel led Sigmado and Krul into the rift, leaving Earth.
Sigmado rubbed the spot where he had just been struck, feeling a bit perplexed.
Since when was God so petty? He was still on Earth, yet he got struck just for calling Him hideous.
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