The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing

I am the Transforming Radiance Warrior.

When fused with an immense surge of radiant energy, the young genius An Su suddenly had this thought inside his heart, and upon careful consideration, he realized he shared a striking resemblance with the Transforming Radiance Warrior.

The latter lived in Gotham City, a place teeming with emerging talents; An Su, too, hailed from a border city overrun with beasts.

The former came from a wealthy family; An Su's family owned mines.

The former was the Dark Knight; An Su was the Child of the Curse and also excelled in knightly stealth.

The former lost his parents at a young age; An Su's mother died at his birth, and if only his dear Count Karlo were to pass away, he'd truly become an authentic superhero.

The dutiful son An Su couldn't help but mutter to himself.

The twisted Holy Light created ripples in the air, and those blasphemous ripples overlapped to form the most chaotic vortex at the end of the sacred stairway of Heaven, where the profane light vortex grew larger and larger.

For thousands of years, the pure and holy Heaven, like a maiden's boudoir, had never been so desecrated by the Esoteric Religion—it had a forbidding aura akin to that of a minotaur.

A little boy being devoured by the Mother Goddess within the goddess's boudoir—just imagining such a bizarre scene caused Miss Bones, who now had flesh, to blush feverishly.

Besides, An Su's scent was becoming increasingly pleasant... Miss Bones, who was close to An Su, lightly tiptoed and took a gentle whiff at the nape of the boy's neck, finding the taste refreshing and distinct.

If it weren't for the fact she couldn't best him, Miss Bones would have pounced on him for a nibble long ago.

As he continued to merge with the radiant light, An Su's body also gradually morphed into the form of a Radiance Warrior.

His body, already crafted into a Holy Light vessel by Merlin, now saw pure Holy Light integrating with the twisted Holy Light. The new shell he transformed into was different from before.

The pure Holy Light enveloped An Su's evil soul like stuffing into a dumpling, looking utterly scrumptious.

[Demigod's Vessel. New Century Radiance Warrior existence time: 10 minutes]

The towering giant stood at the very center of the altar of saints, with complex flows of light moving around him—from the shoulders to the waist roamed twisted black lines, while his pupils and torso flickered with the sanctity of Holy Light.

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The overall effect was both sacred and profane.

Since An Su's body was that of a Demigod, he radiated forbidden knowledge that could influence other demigods.

Miss Bones crouched on the ground beside him, with her hands clutching her head and covering her ears, muttering, "I won't listen, I won't listen to An Su's chanting..."

But after all, this place was sacred ground in Heaven.

Even with all his antics, the gaze of the Mother Goddess could not penetrate the many barriers to reach here and take away An Su's demigod essence.

The offering was not yet sufficient.

At this point, others were needed to enliven the scene.

According to the agreement, they should appear at dusk.

At this very moment, outside the gates of Heaven, at the ocean stronghold...

Dusk was gradually giving way to night, and at this time, the gates of Heaven would slowly open.

Since the world of Heaven had never been fixed, it was still contestable by the Esoteric Religion. Every time dusk fell, it was time for the gates to open, and the legions of the Esoteric Religion would enter.

In the darkness, countless pairs of snake-like eyes watched the leading bishop, with the flickering candlelight casting shaky, wavering shadows of everyone present.

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"Are you all prepared?"

The hoarse and deep voice.

The Bishop of the Sea, Bram, let out a sinister chuckle.

Wrapped in a black saint's shroud, his whole body emitted a damp, fishy smell. As an old schemer of a demigod, he preferred to fight by ambushing.

He recalled the events of yesterday. The night before, that scatterbrain from the chaotic stairs had mysteriously transmitted a message to him,

"Your Excellency Bishop, I have learned of His Excellency Merlin's whereabouts. Tomorrow at three o'clock he will travel to the lavender fields three hundred miles behind the third street of the Champs-Élysées to meet with Bishop Rada!"

Bram: "..."

It was the first time he found the common language of Nether so unfamiliar.

He could understand each word, but when strung together, they became incomprehensible.

Bram hastily checked with Rada, and observing the latter's slightly embarrassed demeanor, he knew that the scatterbrain was speaking truth.

Merlin fancied Rada, just as expected of someone who had served as a priest!

"You know, I have always been your most devout subordinate."

An Su repeated the line he had already said three times, his tone still filled with utmost loyalty,

"This is vital information I've gathered on my own, and I'm reporting it to you first!"

"If tonight, as dusk shifts and Heaven's gate opens, you take advantage of Merlin lost in the charm of the Beauty Trap and lead a surprise attack on Heaven, you'll surely take Heaven!"

Upon hearing this, that old schemer Bram suddenly wasn't sleepy anymore.

But he was cautious and wouldn't make his move lightly.

The next day, he secretly sent his spies within the Magic Association to report, and as expected, they saw Merlin sneak out of the Magic Association.

Most importantly, after Merlin left, the Radiant Holy See did not send any demigod to take over the temporary duties of the Holder of Heaven.

The Radiant Holy See didn't even know Merlin had left.

The conclusion was obvious.

The old man Merlin had snuck out for a secret rendezvous with Rada!

Now, with Heaven unguarded,

As the scatterbrain had said, while Merlin was caught in the Beauty Trap, Bram could make his move in silence. He was bound to capture Heaven and establish a millennium's worth of achievements.

Once his success was secured, he would sacrifice that scatterbrain to ensure his silence, and all the glory would belong to Bram Demigod alone.