Never in his wildest dreams would the pope have ever expected that the angel that he had sacrificed himself to summon would actually conduct himself thus. He had chosen to submit when they had barely fought!

Was he really an angel from the upper realm?

Was he really that lacking of a backbone?

The pope was almost driven mad with fury. Unable to catch his breath, he breathed his last. He could be said to be the pope that had died in the weirdest way in the Light Church's tens of thousands of years of history!

Just as stunned were the seven true G.o.ds that had fled. Although they were very far away from the battleground, this bit of distance was nothing to them.

The angel from the upper realm had surrendered!

On top of that, he had surrendered without even putting up a fight!

He's a great six-winged Virtue Angel, yet he actually has no backbone at all? He's practically an embarra.s.sment!

The seven true G.o.ds really wished they could give voice to their contempt toward him, but when they thought about themselves by a.s.sociation, they couldn't muster up any feelings of contempt at all.

The angel from the upper realm had surrendered, but they had also fled.

This was nothing more than just the pot calling the kettle black. They were no different from each other, so what right did they have to look down on him?

However, they couldn't help but feel extremely thankful.

That's right, thankful!

The seven true G.o.ds were thankful that they had chickened out and ran in the face of danger instead of stubbornly opposing Meng Lei like the Holy Maiden and the pope, yet only to end up in such a state.

“The Light Church is finished!”

“There's no longer any place for us in the Light Continent. Where should we go from now on?”

“Release your divine spirit origin energy.”

“Yes, sir!”

Lorenzo, the six-winged angel, didn't dare to dally. He hurriedly handed over his divine spirit origin energy and allowed Meng Lei to refine it and take control of his life and death.

Meng Lei asked dispa.s.sionately, “Your name is Lorenzo?”

“Yes, sir. My name is Lorenzo Philmore,” replied the six-winged angel respectfully.

Meng Lei raised an eyebrow and asked, “Do the other Angels also lack a backbone like you?”

“Sir, this…”

At once, Lorenzo flushed a crimson red as he stammered—he didn't know how he should respond to Meng Lei.

“Never mind. Since you've submitted to me, then fulfill your duty to me properly. Should you dare so much as to harbor thoughts of betrayal, I'll destroy your divine spirit and let you die a terrible death!”

“Yes, yes!”

Satisfied with Lorenzo's response, Meng Lei then turned to the Holy Maiden of Light and the Light Church's higher management officers, who were still in the light s.h.i.+eld.

His gaze caused blood to drain from the Holy Maiden of Light and the others' faces right away. Every one of them lowered their heads in fear, too scared to meet Meng Lei's gaze.

To them, Meng Lei was even scarier than a demon from h.e.l.l and even more terrifying than a Demon G.o.d.

“How did this happen?”

The Holy Maiden of Light was filled with grief and sorrow. Never would she have ever imagined that the great six-winged angel that was mighty-looking and awe-inspiring one moment would immediately submit to Meng Lei the next.

He completely didn't meet their expectations at all!

What were they to do now?

What should the Light Church do?

Where should they go from now on?

Meng Lei asked dispa.s.sionately, “Are you going to come out here on your own, or do you want me to drag all of you out?”

They didn't respond, however.

The higher management officers were filled with fear and horror, yet not a single one of them answered Meng Lei. It was hard to tell whether it was because they were too frightened to answer or they were pinning their hopes on the light s.h.i.+eld. In any case, no one responded.

“You just don't give up, do you?”

Meng Lei shook his head lightly. Then, he formed a sword with his fingers and drew a slash across the air.

Slas.h.!.+

An invisible sword glint appeared out of thin air and shot out, instantly cleaving against the light s.h.i.+eld. A slas.h.i.+ng sound rang out, and then the light s.h.i.+eld that was capable of withstanding multiple attacks from an intermediate deity broke into two without warning. Then, it shattered with a boom and vanished without a trace.

“The light s.h.i.+eld… has been broken so easily?”

The Holy Maiden of Light gasped. She knew that Meng Lei was very strong, but she hadn't expected him to actually be that strong. How terrifying!

In this instant, she suddenly somewhat understood why the angel had chosen submission. When faced against such a powerful ent.i.ty like Meng Lei, was he supposed to choose death over submission?

“It's your turn now.”

Meng Lei gazed at the Light Church's higher management officers and asked, “Which would you like—to live or to die?”

Thud!

Someone dropped onto their knees right away.

“S-sir, I'm willing to submit! I beg only for you to give me a way out!”

“Good!” Meng Lei nodded slightly. “What about the rest of you?”

Thud!

Thud!

Thud!

With someone taking the initiative to submit first, the second one naturally also came…

In a short few seconds, all 108 half-deities had gotten onto their knees. Only one person still remained standing—Altacia, the Holy Maiden of Light.

Meng Lei looked at her and said, “They've all submitted. Why haven't you?”

Altacia replied coldly, “I am the Light Church's Holy Maiden of Light. You may take my life, but don't even dream of forcing me to submit to you. I will never abandon my faith even if I die!”

“Go to h.e.l.l, then!”

Meng Lei pointed at her casually. A b.l.o.o.d.y hole formed in between her brows right away, and she collapsed onto the ground—she had actually died on the spot.

The sight badly frightened the 108 half-deities. They were filled with lingering fears at once—if they hadn't submitted, they would probably have ended up like the Holy Maiden.

“Aren't you a little too heartless, kid? You actually killed her?”

Ol' Amos couldn't help but diss him. He said, “Why do you not possess any protective feelings for the fairer s.e.x at all? Have you not awakened to your carnal desires yet? But that shouldn't be!”

“To h.e.l.l with your 'carnal desires'!”

Meng Lei rolled his eyes. Then, he said, “I'll give these Light Church half-deities and the Light Continent all to you, Ol' President!”

“Really?”

Ol' Amos' eyes sparkled.

“Really!”

Meng Lei nodded. He said, “My business here is more or less finished, so it's about time I leave. Will you leave with me? Or are you going to continue staying here for the time being?”

Ol' Amos found himself in a struggle at once. After being away from Heaven's Vault Continent for over 2 years, he wanted to go back and take a look around, of course. He especially wanted to go back and visit his younger sister.

But the problem was that the Light Church had only just been dissolved, and the Light Continent had only just come into his possession. There were so many half-deities that he needed to subdue. On top of that, there was the Light Continent itself, too…

It was exactly the time for him to show his skill and s.h.i.+ne. How would he possibly bear to leave? What a struggle!

Meng Lei knew what Ol' Amos was thinking the moment he saw the troubled look on his face. Rendered somewhat speechless, he said, “Ol' President, your mindset has become somewhat inflexible.”

“What's wrong?”

Ol' Amos was puzzled.

Meng Lei said, “Wouldn't everything be solved if you just build teleportation magic circles on the two continents? Wouldn't traveling between the continents become just a matter of seconds after that?”

“Teleportation magic circles? Darn, why did that slip my mind?” Ol' Amos smacked his forehead with a look of annoyance on his face. “By the way, you're the master of this existential plane?”

“The man himself!”

“That's great!”

Ol' Amos was awfully excited. He said, “I'll leave the matter of building the teleportation magic circles to you! This shouldn't be a problem for you since you're the master of the existential plane, right?”

Had anyone else dared to order him about like that, Meng Lei would have given them a tight slap across the cheek a long time ago. With Ol' Amos, though, Meng Lei instead obediently did what he was told.

Of course, building teleportation magic circles was indeed a very simple task for him. He took only five minutes to build the teleportation magic circles connecting the two continents. An excited Ol' Amos then gave it a test run and went back and forth between the two continents. True enough, it was indeed very convenient.

Ol' Amos couldn't help but marvel, “You built them so quickly! As expected, the master of the existential plane is indeed very powerful!”

“Of course!”

Meng Lei was terribly smug.

At that moment, Lorenzo, the six-winged angel, suddenly spoke up. He said, “The summoning duration is up, Master. I have to leave soon. Do you have any orders for me?”

Meng Lei replied, “Just one—do your best to collect things like Divinity Crystals, Laws of Nature Origin Crystals, and gold coins. The more, the merrier, get it?”

“Yes, Master!”

Lorenzo answered respectfully as he undertook the task.

“Go!”

Meng Lei waved.

“Take care, Master!”

Lorenzo bowed slightly. Then, he transformed into a golden ray of light and shot into the dimensional gate.

Meng Lei closed his eyes and began to carefully trace the divine spirit mark that he'd left on Lorenzo. Then, he detected the presence of an enormous existential plane—the Light Divine Realm.

That's right, the Light Divine Realm!

As a powerful G.o.dly clan that was in no way inferior to the t.i.tan G.o.ds, traces of the Angel G.o.ds could be found all over the vast universe. Be it the Celestial Realm—which was one of the two most supreme existential planes—the ten major Divine Realms, or other low-end existential planes, traces of the Angel G.o.ds could be found in all of them.

And evidently, Lorenzo, the Six-Winged Virtue Angel, was an angel from the Light Divine Realm.

“It's time I leave, but before I do…” Meng Lei turned to Ol' Amos, “Do you want to take a tour around the Light Church's treasury, Ol' President?”

“A tour around the Light Church's treasury?”

Ol' Amos' eyes lit up, but he shook his head shortly after. He said, “Never mind, this old man is already content with what he has now. I don't really care that much about mere worldly possessions anymore.”

“Don't you regret it.”

A smiling Meng Lei teased jokingly before vanis.h.i.+ng.

“You've already given me a lot, brat. It'd be too greedy of me if I hanker after the Light Church's treasury, too.”

Ol' Amos shook his head. Then, he turned to the Light Church's higher management officers and said, “The Light Church has been annihilated. From today onward, all of you will become the Kroc Holy Sect's higher management officers instead. Any objections?”

“As you wish, sir!”

“Great!”

Ol' Amos was highly satisfied with their att.i.tudes. After all, these were 108 half-deities! Just how terrifying a force were they?

They would become his best tools for unifying the Light Continent and spreading his faith!

“Listen up! This is my first order—destroy all the G.o.ddess of Light statues in the Light Continent and replace them with my, the Great G.o.d Kroc's, statues…”