Chapter 369: God (2)

Henry took in his resurrection and eventually spoke to Virtus.

“What are you doing? Bow down this instant!”

“Ho-how...!”

Virtus gulped nervously, realizing that he had just witnessed an imperfect god fully ascend to divinity.

However, Henry couldn’t care less about Virtus’ shock. The only thing that mattered at that moment was how he felt.

“Which part are you not getting?”

“...!”

Henry hated repeating himself, so he decided to let Virtus and the other angels know just how irritated he was with them.

At that moment, every angel in his sight, including Virtus, fell to their knees at once.

‘Wh-what’s happening...!’

The angels were suddenly pressed down by an invisible and overwhelming force. It wasn’t some kind of magic, but the almighty presence of a complete god. Some of the angels fell, unable to withstand the force.

Of course, Henry didn’t care about some low-ranking angels. He stepped forward in mid-air as though walking on an invisible floor, exerting his tremendous presence. He eventually got in front of Virtus, who was still kneeling in mid-air.

As Henry’s figure loomed over him, Virtus felt like he was about to combust.

The Heavenly God always contained his presence in front of heavenly beings because they were his faithful servants, but Henry didn’t do so. After all, he had no reason to. He had chosen death for the sake of revenge, and he had set his eyes on revenge well before becoming a complete god.

Henry looked down at Virtus, who was shaking violently.

“Seems like you finally know what’s going on.”

To Henry, the angels were a bunch of hypocrites that didn’t live up to their names or status. Of course, Virtus was one of the better ones, but in Henry’s eyes, he was still an angel at the end of the day.

Virtus tried his best to get his hands on the Lyre of Defiance again, thinking that Henry had to have learned what its true power was.

At that, Henry raised an eyebrow, thinking that Virtus was laughable and pitiful for trying to break the Lyre of Defiance at the order of the Heavenly God when he couldn’t even stop himself from shaking.

Henry lifted his foot and trampled on the angel’s hand.

“Arghhh!”

Even though Henry had stepped on him in midair, Virtus wailed in pain as though he were being crushed on the ground.

Henry stayed silent as he pushed and rubbed his foot against the angel’s hand. He didn’t even think about how hard he was stepping on him, but soon enough, he heard the cracking of bones.

Virtus shed tears from the excruciating pain. Unfortunately for him, he couldn’t get a hold of the Lyre of Defiance; it was at his fingertips, mere centimeters out of reach.

Henry went ahead and picked Lyre, who no longer had an owner.

“No... No, no...”

The Heavenly God’s faithful servant let out a sorrowful sigh as he realized that he had disappointed his master.

Henry, on the other hand, stood tall and held the Lyre of Defiance with a smirk on his face.

And then...

Snap!

Henry broke the Lyre of Defiance in a single snap and swiftly threw it away, letting it fall endlessly through the clouds. At this, Virtus’ expression contorted in astonishment, not comprehending what had just happened.

“You want to know why, don’t you?” Henry asked as though he had already read Virtus’ mind.

At this, Virtus wearily lifted his head to look at Henry, only to see him smirking at him. Virtus could sense a coldness, a ruthlessness hidden behind his smile.

As the angel’s eyes widened again, Henry took notice and proceeded to explain.

“The Lyre of Defiance... I did need it... Until I died. But now, I’ve changed my mind.”

With that, Henry’s smile was slowly fading away, and his eyes were turning from two crescent moons to two narrow lines.

Now glaring at Virtus, he continued, “I have no intention of begging you for the power of time anymore. In other words, that Heavenly God that you serve is no longer of any use to me.”

As soon as he appeared, Henry snapped his fingers to summon a throne, making it clear that he had been anticipating this moment. And, of course, Henry only made one for himself.

Henry settled into his throne and leaned back, his demeanor befitting the king of Morris. He then looked into the Heavenly God’s eyes, his gaze full of arrogance.

As Henry kept his eyes on the Heavenly God, he couldn’t help but notice his golden laurel wreath glimmering under the sun.

The two looked at each other in silence for a while, forming a rather tense atmosphere. But it was the Heavenly God who broke the silence by stepping out of the pond.

“Impressive.”

The Heavenly God started off with a compliment, but Henry maintained his silence. At this, the Heavenly God continued, “Splendid, certainly splendid. I wonder... Was it because of my advice? I never imagined you’d give up on being human so quickly.”

At his words, Henry sensed something strange. He had been sure that the Heavenly God would be furious, but he was sincerely praising him.

At this, Henry furrowed his brow. The Heavenly God noticed this and said, “What’s the matter? Did you really think I’d be angry at you for chopping off the heads of a few angels?”

Henry could tell that the Heavenly God was being serious and that he wasn’t angry at all. Surprisingly enough, the Heavenly God made it clear that he wasn’t bothered by the massacre Henry had unleashed for the sake of revenge.

On the contrary, the Heavenly God seemed almost pleased with the decision Henry had made after receiving his gift.

The Heavenly God continued to talk with a smile on his face.

“Tsk, tsk... You’ve got it wrong. Who do you think I am? I’m the Heavenly God. The heavens are nothing more than a creation of mine.”

“Ha...!”

Henry couldn’t resist bursting into laughter at the Heavenly God’s unexpected reaction. He couldn’t believe how absurd this whole exchange was. He had known that he wouldn’t face an ordinary enemy, but he hadn’t expected the Heavenly God to be this crazy.

As Henry thought about what the Heavenly God had just said to him, a couple of words came to his mind, among which being spiteful, hypocritical, self-righteous, and so on. But ironically enough, he could describe most of the gods he had encountered with those words, so he had nothing special to say to the Heavenly God.

Henry slowly rose from his seat and said, “I’m not surprised. As you said, the heavens are nothing more than a toy you’ve created. You’re the god who rules over this realm, and if you put your mind to it, you can recreate it any time you want. However...”

Henry paused to summon his Colt Sword, which had become a complete holy relic that represented him. As he fixed his grip, the tip of the blade glittered in gold.

“Now that all the angels are dead and all the areas in the heavens are destroyed, what do you think will happen to this realm if you die?”

“Tsk, tsk, what a funny thing to say. You’re being ridiculous if you think you can kill me. You’re just saying random things to win an argument against me. Am I wrong?”

“You think I’m making empty threats?”

With that, Henry unleashed a murderous aura against the Heavenly God, not to threaten but to kill him.

The Heavenly God stopped giggling and put on a straight face as he sensed Henry’s fierce presence.

Henry then tapped his temple with his finger and said, “It seems that you’ve forgotten for a moment, but I’m no longer incomplete. I’m a complete god, just like you. You know what I’m getting at, don’t you?”

“You bastard. Don’t tell me...!”

“Exactly. I don’t need your power of time anymore. I know that you’re not the only one who has the power of time.”

“You bastard! How dare you say things like that when I was the one who helped you become a god?”

“Hmm? What’s the matter? I guess not even you could foresee this one, huh?”

“S-stop!” the Heavenly God stuttered. He froze as he realized that Henry had learned everything there was to know about divinity after becoming a complete god.

In other words, the Heavenly God had helped Henry learn about the secrets of gods!

Among all the information he had acquired, Henry found one fact in particular to be quite interesting.

“Why, what’s the matter? Are you scared because I know more about you? You’re not the only one who uses the power of time. The King of Gods possesses it too.”

“Stop!”

“This is the end for you.”

Swoosh!

With that, Henry’s sword drew a golden trail across the heavens.

For the first time ever, the realm of eternal sunlight was plunged into darkness.