The fierce winds churn above the surging mist, with layers upon layers of geometric fog intertwining to form a barrier on the earth, protecting the evacuating crowd below.

Yet, at this moment, the barrier is being violently and fiercely attacked.

The impact seems to come from those savage mists, yet it also seems to originate from the barrier itself.

Faint cracks are spreading over this barrier, outlining a future where the barrier may collapse at any moment.

Above the barrier, the giant skeleton enveloped in flames opens its hands, reaching towards the floating figure in the void ahead.

The giant hands constructed of bones seem not to have grasped the figure suspended in air, yet they somehow hold the figure tightly.

This twisted and bizarre overlap is reflecting in everyone’s field of view.

The shadow in the sky is pressing down, increasingly suffocating.

Faint yellow-purple glows emerge within the enormous shadow, entangling and twisting.

A golden-haired woman raises her head, looking at the scene in the sky.

Her brow slightly furrows, as she places her hand on her waist, her damaged, lightning-flashing body taut, ready to spring into action.

Not far off, Christos and others also raise their heads, tensely watching the sky.

Boom—

A violent roar comes from afar, seemingly from a collision beyond the high walls.

The battle on the high walls seems to have reached a critical stage.

Bang—

At this moment, the yellow-purple glows in the sky shadow abruptly press down, seeming ready to detach from the shadow.

And the barrier constructed from geometric objects suddenly shatters, the mist originally isolated above the firmament pours down like a tide, rushing swiftly below.

Selena seemingly makes a decision, clutching the item at her waist tightly, pulling it upwards.

A faint yellow glow subtly seeps from her waist.

However, at this moment, the mist pouring from the whole sky suddenly stiffens, and the entire world with the firmament falls into a momentary halt.

Selena lifts her head, gazing at the sky.

The figure suspended in the sky also raises a hand, reaching out to grasp the void.

That palm is so small compared to the giant skeleton and ancient doorway.

Yet the enormous skeleton, seemingly towering to heaven, wrapped in flames, halts the instant the figure grasps the hand.

Alongside the surging mist, glowing lights, and the continuously fading flames within the ancient doorway, all stop at this moment.

The world quiets down, so silent as if one could hear the frantic heartbeats of people standing on the earth.

Thump—Thump—Thump—

Or perhaps, those aren’t human heartbeats, but the heartbeat of the giant skeleton standing before the ancient doorway.

Initially strong and rhythmic, soon, within the powerful heartbeat sounds, echoes of overlapping noises start ringing, like faint beating sounds buried within the giant heartbeat noise.

Gradually, these echoing noises grow louder, eventually expanding entirely, overshadowing the original massive heartbeat sound.

It’s like a giant heartbeat shattering into countless scattered heartbeats.

And with this shattering, the towering, terrifying flame-wrapped skeleton begins to twist violently, phantom arms extend from behind, or perhaps from within its being.

These arms tear apart its skeleton, shred its body, and rip apart its soul.

The massive skeleton instantly splits, transforming into densely packed small skeletons, swaying like coral polyps on a giant coral.

"What have you done?!" Dest glares angrily at He Ao, reaching out to try and grasp him.

This time, the underlying world forces don’t tremble, the hand that grabbed He Ao’s soul on the world’s floor already vanished with his body’s shattering.

This time, he merely reaches, physically and mechanically, for He Ao with his skeletal hand.

But he doesn’t manage, both hands fly by He Ao’s sides.

And He Ao simply raises his head, quietly gazes at him, "You don’t understand what has truly happened to you."

The intricate technique behind the scenes essentially connected the blank souls to Dest’s fractured soul, reaching some extent of ’soul augmentation’.

Allowing Dest to leverage the power of these blank souls to control that higher angel-tier item.

Of course, pursuing this, attempting to ’tame’ that higher item.

The technique is cleverly conceived and outstanding enough, even though He Ao has roughly figured out all its key points, his expertise in souls couldn’t replicate the technique.

Yet, being unable to replicate doesn’t mean unable to disassemble.

The technique’s core lies in a ’grafting’ method, attaching those blank souls onto Dest’s fractured soul, making them believe they are a whole.

In a sense, the existence behind the scenes deceived Dest’s soul, making him believe he was still ’intact’.

But fundamentally, those blank souls and Dest’s soul aren’t a unity.

This is the technique’s core, soul deception.

The way to disassemble the technique is simple, make those souls realize they’ve been ’deceived’.

However, directly ’telling’ Dest is useless; it is the soul’s most basic structure, unable to become aware through ’perception’.

A doctor informing a mentally ill person about their illness cannot cure their mental disease on the spot.

Principally speaking, even if these connections seem very fragile, disassembling the technique requires formidable soul expertise, surpassing the technique constructor’s soul mastery.

Then carefully unravel these connection points, letting each blank soul ’understand’ its issues.

But doing this is time-consuming, and few possess such soul expertise.

This might also be why the existence behind the scenes, knowing this technique’s obvious flaw, still isn’t worried.

However, He Ao doesn’t need stronger soul expertise; he has another ’ingenious’ method.

He is now an Angel on the path of the God of Order, and he also bears the Divine Grace of the God of Order.

For Order, this kind of ’grafting’ is inherently a form of ’non-order’.

He only needs to use his power to envelop Dest’s soul and then enhance the Order Judgment in the area where this soul exists.

Under this strong Order Judgment, the fundamental inclination of this soul connection will change.

Whether it is those blank souls or Dest’s soul, they will all ’realize’ their own defects and irrationalities.

Then, the entire structure of the technique will collapse directly from within.

The powers of this world are indeed bizarre and grotesque, but strange things also have strange solutions.

"Don’t you understand yet?" He Ao looked at the collapsing Dest, purple radiance gathering at his fingertips before being pumped out instantly, merging into Dest’s soul, "You are nothing more than a tool of your master."

Dest’s entire body stiffened slightly, then he raised his head, the flickering radiance gathering in his eyes.

Amid this tearing chaos, with the help of Super Memory Strength, he glimpsed the structure of his own soul.

An incomplete, fragmented structure.

He stared dumbly at this scene, his entire body frozen there, "My soul, my soul, am I already dead?! Am I already dead?!"

And at that moment, the dense bones extending from his body quickly began to converge, and those blank souls originally torn from his soul suddenly gathered together.

A faintly purple eye cracked open from the ’forehead’ of those souls.

Immediately, these souls, like clay, were kneaded together, mixed, bonded, forming a larger structure, moving to engulf Dest’s soul.

Meanwhile, the giant bone wrapped in flame paused slightly, and the small bones originally extending from the bone body suddenly retracted inside.

Purple radiance flashed from the bone’s pupils, then ignited like a roaring bonfire, burning fiercely.

A certain terrifying and twisted pressure instantly spread between heaven and earth, the flames within the ancient gate behind the huge bones almost restrained in an instant, about to completely vanish.

The terrifying pressure spread from behind the gate, carrying an asphyxiating power.

In a daze, He Ao seemed to see a cold eye standing behind the gate, gazing down at everything.

And beneath all the mist, in the now unnoticed center of the plaza, those corpses that emerged from the Sealing Spirit Coffin, now blurred, at this moment, also transformed into streams of light, rushing into that ancient gate.

In that instant, as if some link was established deep within space-time, the flames on the ancient gate completely retreated.

The giant flaming bone lowered its head, gazing silently at He Ao in front of it, its huge bony mouth slightly opened; though the enormous bone showed no change, in a daze, one could sense the ’corner’ of the bone’s mouth slightly raising.

At this moment, the huge bone seemed to have entirely changed, becoming more terrifying, twisted, suffocating.

"Suote, the legend of the ’K’ Angel Envoy, the being behind you indeed seems to have something," he raised his hand, the palm reaching towards He Ao, and those words exploded directly in He Ao’s soul, "But everything you’ve done is futile, you need to know, the Prey favored by the Lord of the Underworld has never had a day of escape."

An illusory, ferocious wind from the depths of the world swept across the entire Firmament in an instant, and the moment that hand stretched out, the terrifying Soul Power directly descended upon He Ao’s body, forcibly intruding into He Ao’s soul.

A certain invisible aura spread, seeming like a kind of Authority, forcibly attempting to control He Ao’s soul.

He Ao raised his head, gazing at the giant bone in front of him, gazing at the purple flames shining within the bone.

At this moment, the controller of this huge bone had already changed from Dest to the one truly dominating all this.

The Higher Being who pieced together Dest’s soul, creating all of this.

But seeing this scene, He Ao was not surprised.

Long before he peeped at Dest’s soul, he had sensed the existence of another ’consciousness’.

This ’consciousness’ did not exist within Dest’s soul, but in those ’erased’ blank souls.

When Dest went out of control, this consciousness could forcibly awaken and dominate those twisted souls.

Of course, perhaps in the initial design, at this moment, it was the complete form of this giant bone, and Dest’s fragmented soul would probably ultimately be ’refined’ by this consciousness.

Ultimately, this giant bone would become another Angel-level body dominated by this consciousness.

"It seems you’re still unwilling to surrender."

The giant bone looked at He Ao, the purple flames in its eyes burning fiercely, twisted words exploded in He Ao’s soul, his hand once more slightly raised upwards.

He Ao’s body suddenly stiffened, a faint purple radiance began to envelop his body.

Yellow geometric crystals instantly unfolded within He Ao, wrapping around his body, forcibly stabilizing He Ao’s soul with the power of Order.

Like He Ao, who bore the Divine Grace of Order, the ’visitor’ before him also bore the Divine Grace of the Grim Reaper.

The giant bone slightly raised its hand, the geometric crystals enveloping He Ao’s body began to tremble slightly.

"Then go to hell—"

The purple bone raised its hand once more.

And in that instant, the outstretched palm suddenly retracted backward, in an instant piercing its own neck.

The purple flames flickering and burning in its pupils suddenly froze, as if it couldn’t comprehend what had happened.

"I’m not dead! I’m not dead!" And at that moment, the giant bony mouth opened, Dest’s slightly crazed voice echoed between heaven and earth, "Give my body back to me! Back to me!!"

"Bastard—" the purple flame flickered, seemingly preparing to continue action.

But at this moment, the ’Order Judgment’ surrounding his body further strengthened, his soul was suddenly torn apart, along with those blank souls kneaded together, also torn apart simultaneously.

Dest’s fragmented soul instantly took the upper hand, the ferocious hand directly plunged into its own body, thoroughly tearing everything apart, "I’m not dead!!! All of it is mine!!! All mine!!!"

The ancient gate that was about to fully open trembled slightly.

BOOM—

The massive, surging bone exploded amidst the purple mist, shattering into countless fragments.

Above the sky, the two fighting luminescences seemed at this moment to have finished their struggle, ’looking’ towards the ground.

He Ao held his breath, gazing at the shards exploding forward, then suddenly leapt forward.

He was actually never afraid of the purple bone, only worried about being stalled, letting those two fellows in the sky react.

He raised his head, looking ahead, those fragmented souls crossing the dense mist, still drifting down beneath the Firmament.