Chapter 644: Chapter 215 This guy has everything!_3
He, too, discovered that after absorbing the souls of nearly a hundred thousand people at Thunderbolt Fortress last time, the angel seemed to have regained a bit of “consciousness,” exhibiting some instinctual reactions, such as the perception of good and evil.
Leonard Churchill held no ill will towards the angel.
From the beginning, his accompaniment was merely out of compulsion.
This human might not have been keenly sensitive to such thoughts, but an angel of his station would surely be aware, even though the divine soul was incomplete.
As soon as he mentioned this, the angel gave no response, but the Curse Power exemption notification from Enlightenment Display suddenly stopped.
Seeing this, Leonard Churchill also let out a sigh of relief.
It seemed that the Weeping Angel had accepted him.
Without further ado, he walked over to the distant remains.
The fierce battle between Camilla and Queen Catherine continued, with the Barrier filled with the volatile ice and fire Elements.
But with the angel’s protection, Leonard Churchill moved as if he were entering a river, easily parting the deadly waves of ice and fire Air.
Leonard Churchill’s movements did not escape the attention of Queen Catherine.
She guessed he was headed for the Angel’s Remains.
Should the Remains be collected, the Queen of Orlan knew her death was certain today.
However, with the Weeping Angel’s soul by his side, Catherine didn’t dare approach rashly.
From a distance, several Cards whizzed through the air toward him.
Yet Camilla wasn’t idle either.
The Cards hadn’t even neared before being engulfed by omnipresent ice and then burst into flame among the snow and wind.
Leonard Churchill proceeded smoothly on his way.
The Light-dark contamination was very dense here, and although the presence of the soul ensured it wasn’t fatal, Leonard Churchill still felt as if he were walking through lava, a burning sensation enveloping his entire body.
However, since it wasn’t lethal, pain was not an issue for Leonard Churchill.
A simple switch to a personality that enjoyed suffering was all that was needed.
Seeing no reaction from it, Leonard Churchill took out a Card and infused it with Curse Power: “Unseal!”
Upon another look, a colossal cross appeared in his hands—the Light and Dark Cross.
The cross seemed somewhat large for a human body, but it was just right for the angelic Remains.
This was one of the three artifacts previously used to seal the angel.
The Light and Dark Cross, the Light and Dark Holy Nail, the Light and Dark Shroud... all were accounted for.
From a distance, as Queen Catherine saw Leonard Churchill suddenly produce the cross, panic in her eyes turned to despair, “Damn it! How could it be here!”
Hadn’t the people of the Silver Moon Sect said the X Bureau took these as well?
There weren’t many relics in the Federation capable of restraining a Super Tier being like the Weeping Angel.
And now, all three relics that had sealed him for three thousand years were here?
Queen Catherine could not understand how such a minor fugitive could have these things in possession, but the reality was, she no longer had a chance.
The moment the cross was revealed, she instantly felt an overwhelming sense of “heaven wishes my demise.”
She indeed had one last trick up her sleeve, waiting to strike down the Pursuer of Light as he approached.
Now, with the cross completely sealing the angelic power of the Remains, her last hope was shattered.
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Leonard Churchill could see Queen Catherine’s desperation.
But the more the enemy wanted to stop something, the more he needed to proceed.
Without any panic, Leonard Churchill secured the mummy to the cross.
It was a perfect fit.
Even the seepage of blood on the cross was fully compatible with the Remains’ dimensions.
The very moment the Remains were bound to the cross, the last bit of externally leaking Light-dark contamination completely disappeared.
What had been the ultimate worldly evil resentment vanished in an instant, and suddenly there was peace.
The Weeping Angel’s lingering soul that was nearby Leonard Churchill also vanished, retreating back into the Holy Nail.