Epic of Caterpillar-Chapter 2925 - 2926: Frank’s Evolution

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"It's clear that sending you individually isn't working as I imagined," Frank said to the Archangels behind him. "However, how about instead of the spear, I become your vessel?"

"…!"

"…?!"

"…!!!"

The Archangels were instantly stunned by Frank's proposal. Their eyes widened as the possibility sank in.

With Frank's immense strength, if he became their combined vessel…

They might finally unleash their full power.

"Whatever you're planning is futile, child!"

"Go to sleep already."

Asmodeus and Belphegor merged their powers, conjuring a devastating dimensional storm that engulfed the already weakened Frank. It began tearing at his soul and body.

With no other choice, the seven Archangels surged into Frank's form. His angelic spear pierced his soul and fused with it as well.

FLAAASH!

RUMBLE!

"Ngh?!"

"What?!"

Amid the violent explosion of demonic and angelic energies, Frank was reborn. His dying, broken body recovered in an instant, and his appearance transformed completely.

"Celestial Hand – Blade of the Heavens."

SLAAASH!

With bare hands, Frank cleaved apart the storm of nightmares, dreams, and souls. He shattered the dimension that had trapped him and emerged renewed.

His body and presence had changed. Frank now appeared in his mid-twenties—tall, muscular yet slender. His white skin was covered in tattoos resembling angelic wings and halos, each symbolizing one of the seven Archangels now merged within him.

A large golden tattoo of an angelic spear with feathered wings adorned his chest. His chestnut hair had turned white-blonde and grown dramatically long. His emerald eyes now blazed with golden radiance. A brilliant halo with seven rings and a crown-like shape hovered above his head, while fourteen feathered wings unfurled from his back.

Frank had achieved an even greater form by becoming the perfect vessel for all Seven Archangels!

"Frank, with your body, we can truly exert our power—combined!" Michael declared.

"Go, Frank!" the other Archangels roared in unison.

"Thank you!" Frank nodded and charged toward the Archdemons to end them once and for all.

"He's exuding the power of the Archangels within his body?!" Asmodeus exclaimed.

"How boring," Belphegor sighed, twisting reality. "Dream Plane – Nightmare Dimensional Vortex."

TRUUUM!

Frank was instantly swallowed by a vortex of pure nightmares.

But his hands shone with radiant light.

"Celestial Hand – Spear of Justice."

His hands transformed into spears of justice, thrusting forward and piercing straight through the dimensional vortex.

Millions of nightmares and hundreds of dream entities perished in that single, devastating strike.

BOOOM! BOOOM!

With both hands, Frank unleashed massive explosions. Using his fourteen angelic wings, he reached Belphegor at blinding speed.

"Hah…"

Belphegor smiled faintly and waved his hands. Asmodeus mirrored the motion.

Their powers fused once more, forging a gigantic pair of hands.

"Demonic Dream Soul Fusion – Hands of Angra Manyu."

A colossal pair of hands formed from compressed nightmares, dream entities, and souls—each containing entire dimensions. They glowed with crimson tattoos resembling blood vessels, crimson eyes glaring from their palms.

The hands closed on Frank in an instant, clashing against him.

RUMBLE!

The Hands of Angra Manyu carried the immense power of Absolute Evil, corrupting and devouring Mind, Body, Spirit, and Soul on contact.

"Nnnggh!"

Frank clenched his teeth. The overwhelming darkness tried to consume him.

This was a deadly spell—one that could devour almost anyone.

Except him.

His fists glowed. He closed his eyes and…

"Celestial Hand – Mace of Hope."

His fists became maces of holy angelic radiance. He smashed the Hands of Angra Manyu and began tearing them apart.

The two Archdemons gasped. They quickly summoned more of Angra Manyu's body parts—the Ultimate Evil, the Origin and Root of All Demons in Reality.

Belphegor and Asmodeus were the only Archdemons in this universe who had uncovered that origin and tapped into it through rituals, channeling the power of the Originator and Ruler of the Primordial Purgatory.

"Demonic Dream Soul Fusion – Eyes of Angra Manyu."

"Demonic Dream Soul Fusion – Mouths of Angra Manyu."

"Demonic Dream Soul Fusion – Fingers of Angra Manyu."

Eyes, mouths, and fingers shot toward Frank, relentlessly trying to devour his entire being. But Frank roared, channeling the power of Seven Holy Beings and their Holy Spiritual Souls. His Angelic Spear had become one with him.

"Celestial Hand – Hammer of Kindness!"

His hands turned into enormous hammers of light. He smashed the reproduced body parts of the two Archdemons, shattering their attempts to channel the Root of All Demons.

CRASH!

CRASH!

CRASH!

CRASH!

The two Archdemons staggered back, unable to comprehend Frank's new power or how he could perform something so utterly ridiculous and beyond reason.

"T-This is impossible!"

"Tsk, we'll have to fight—for the God of the Sun…! We cannot escape!"

If not for their brainwashing, the Archdemons would have fled long ago. But the Sun God's power bound them to loyalty unto death, forcing them to face impossible odds.

"Then face us."

"With our full power, human!"

Asmodeus absorbed billions of enslaved souls, growing massively and monstrous. He resembled a true devil—dark red skin, long lanky limbs, elongated fingers, a beak-like nose, bald head, and glowing red eyes.

Belphegor took on the form of a gigantic sheep-like centaur. His lower body became that of a sheep, with longer, tougher horns and broken wings. His aura radiated endless dreams and nightmares.

Their power levels surged to their absolute maximum, shocking Frank—yet he met them head-on.

His hands glowed brighter. His power surged.

He had two arms.

Then six.

Then eight.

Then twelve. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

Fourteen.

And finally sixteen.

Two were his original arms.

The other fourteen belonged to the seven Archangels.

Each channeled the power of "Celestial Hand."

"Celestial Hand – Blade of the Heavens."

"Celestial Hand – Spear of Justice."

"Celestial Hand – Mace of Hope."

"Celestial Hand – Hammer of Kindness."

"Celestial Hand – Bow and Arrow of Love."

"Celestial Hand – Shield of Patience."

"Celestial Hand – Cross of Healing."

"Celestial Hand – Scythe of Harvest."

All sixteen arms wielded one of these Celestial Hands simultaneously.

RUMBLE!

With no time to waste, Frank clashed against the two Archdemons in their truest, strongest forms.

Asmodeus struck first, slamming his giant fists into Frank's entire body, then slashing with long fingers and sharp claws.

Frank countered with rapid succession. Blade of Heavens severed the claws. Spear of Justice thrust forward and pierced the hands. Mace of Hope crushed bones. Hammer of Kindness struck the head. Bow and Arrow of Love bombarded the body with explosive arrows, weakening the souls that composed his monstrous form. And more.

"Nnngghh!"

As Asmodeus faltered for a moment, Belphegor appeared behind Frank and kicked him with tremendous force, sending him crashing into the ground.

From Belphegor's aura, six giant muscular arms emerged—formed from combined Dream Entities he had tamed.

Frank constantly drained their life force, healing himself and rising once more. His eyes blazed brightly.

"I am not done yet!"

BOOOM!

The ground beneath him exploded. Everything behind him vanished in a single motion.

He reached Belphegor and pummeled his entire body with bare Celestial Hands—cutting, smashing, crushing, and impaling him with their various forms.

Belphegor groaned and vomited blood. His Dream Entities shielded his soul, smashing Frank's body while trying to destroy his soul.

But it couldn't.

The Seven Archangels had possessed his body—his Soul was now tremendously powerful, impossible to destroy so easily.

"You done?"

"…?!"

Belphegor felt a chill run down his spine as Frank leaned in close. All sixteen hands pierced his body before he could react.

The Dream Entity arms exploded into countless fragments. Belphegor vomited more blood, unable to comprehend what had just happened.

"W-Wha…?!"

He looked back—Frank was already piercing Asmodeus's heart, tearing it apart and killing him instantly.

"Oh, you're still alive."

Frank walked slowly toward him.

It had all happened too quickly!

One second they were winning—the next they were not?

How did this make any sense?

"W-What… did you do?"

"I just fought."

Frank had combined all fourteen angelic arms with his own two, achieving immense speed for a few critical seconds.

And now he demonstrated it once more.

"Like this."

"Wait…! You can't—"

"Celestial Hand – Scythe of Harvest."

SLAAASH!

"G-Gaaaha?!"

Belphegor vomited even more blood. His body split into two, collapsing to the ground in a flood of blood and guts.

Frank swung the scythe again—and again—and again.

Belphegor, merged with Dream Entities, was immensely tough and hard to kill.

But with Scythe of Harvest, Frank rapidly harvested his life force and revitalized himself constantly.

SLASH! SLASH! SLASH! SLASH! SLASH!

"T-This is… impossible…!"

Belphegor fell to the floor, staring at the bleak sky and the sun's radiance. His eyes slowly dimmed as life faded from them.

Frank seized both of their souls and sealed them away—merciful enough not to destroy them completely.

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