The moment Jeno stepped on the long steps, a hundred low-level angels descended from the sky and landed on both sides of the long steps. Every hundred steps, there will be a pair of angels.

Unlike the arrogant and hostile attitude displayed in front of Jeno in the past, these low-ranking angels who descended were all humble and awe-struck at the moment. Whenever Jeno passed between a pair of angels, the two angels would kneel and spread their wings of light behind them as a sign of obedience to the superior one. The wings of these angels are different in light and dark, and the closer they are to the Great Temple of Light, the brighter their wings will be. The ten angels standing at the gate of the Great Temple of Light already had the wings of light behind them.

It's not that the angels who are close to the Great Temple of Light are superior in strength, but the closer they get to the Great Temple of Light, the more power they will get.

The Great Temple of Light emitted not the faint glow of the past, but a soft blue glow. The entire Great Temple of Light was trembling slightly, chirping, as if it were life, condescendingly looking down at Jeno who was climbing the stairs.

The blue sky of the secret realm. There is infinite majesty and power hidden in the blue, and the whole sky seems to be the eye of a god, watching everything that happens in the mortal world.

The two huge doors of the Great Temple of Light slowly opened with a roar. The door opens, and the Pope wears a high crown. Dressed in fine clothes and holding a tall scepter, he slowly walked out of the gate and stood on the edge of the steps. At this time, the pope was swept away plainly, his face was solemn and solemn, and a faint glow of brilliance appeared faintly on his wrinkled face at this time!

The Pope walked to the very top of the staircase and slowly opened his eyes. At that moment when the eyes that had conjured up the existence of countless planes were opened. It seems that the not burly body is already higher than the majestic Great Temple of Light!

The chant resounded throughout the secret realm, and the divine brilliance was like fog and waves. Falling from the sky, or pouring out from the earth and mountains, washing the dust of the world. Countless petals rained down from the sky and landed on Jeno and the long steps in front of him.

In the rain of colorful falling flowers, there were many tiny angels, and they flew around Jeno. Singing the praises of his deeds and looking forward to bathing in his glory.

Jeno stopped and looked back.

Behind him, Fengyue and Nefi Yingying followed, beautiful and incoherent.

He looked ahead again, and on the long staircase, which seemed to be endless, there were humble angels, colorful flowers, and glory and glory. There are even little angels born to sing his praises!

Jeno looked at his hand again, which clutched two white wings. The wings belong to the once glorious Angel of Wisdom, Victoria. At this moment, she was angry, hesitant, confused, and frightened. She struggled, but all struggles were in vain. She had only one pair of wings left, and it was in the hands of someone else. As long as Jeno's hands tightened slightly, she would have no power to resist.

In fact. Victoria is suffering unspeakable pain. In her body, there seemed to be a miniature space storm raging. The power of the wise angel is endless, but every time a trace of new earth power is born, it will be absorbed by the much more powerful space storm. And that's not all, the Victorian entity is constantly crumbling, disintegrating into the Celestial Realm's completely unconscious Source Power. There are countless spatial cracks swirling in her body, and wherever she passes, no matter how strong the substance is, it will be torn apart!

Victoria understood that it all stemmed from the fact that her elevated power exceeded the limits of this plane, causing chaos and disintegration. However, before the power is increased to the limit of what space can hold. She should have noticed it. But I don't know why. Victoria didn't see the limits of this plane's power at all. And when her strength breaks through the upper limit of the plane, another option is to temporarily break through the spatial barrier. Take shelter in the space storm.

But how could the four opponents she was facing at that time give her this opportunity?

In the Heavenly Realm, the dazzling brilliance of the Wise Angel is enough to suppress the Earth Light Angel who has not entered the Angelic Sequence, and the power is far from all that of the Wise Angel Earth. However, with the strength of both sides limited, in terms of combat alone, only one Wella can match Victoria. What's more, she was devastated by the Eye of Destruction, and she was no longer able to get in touch with the main god Setanistoria, so many powerful skills could not be cast.

Victoria's sanity was only momentary as she gathered her strength in an attempt to burn herself into an unconscious god-origin force and return to the heavenly realm. Although in this way, in a sense, the thirteenth wise angel of the heavenly realm can be said to have died out from now on, but she is willing!

The glory of the wise angel would not allow her to be so insulted!

How can the wings that once carried infinite brilliance be reduced to the grasp of a lowly mortal, an evil heretic?

It's just that as soon as her strength was gathered, Jeno was already aware of it, and as soon as his hand tightened, a seemingly void power entered from Victoria's wings, and everywhere she passed, all the energy movements in her body disappeared without a trace. As soon as the resistance vanished, Victoria's consciousness blurred again, and she groaned.

She wanted to scream, but she couldn't. When you look out, there is only a blazing flame of energy!

In fact, if it weren't for Jeno suppressing the energy storm raging in her body with his own power, Victoria would have burned into a flame at this moment.

After suppressing Victoria's resistance, Jeno smiled slightly, raised his head, and met the gaze of the Pope, who was standing on the top of the long staircase, as if he had supported heaven and earth!

At the moment when the eyes met, the heavens and the earth were silent and the wind stopped.

Between the Holy Radiance, the Flower Rain and the little angel, there was an invisible huge thunder light passing by.

Finally, Jeno smiled. In the face of such glory, so brilliant. There was an indescribable bitterness in his smile.

He walked up the stairs again.

Time in the secret realm seems to flow extremely slowly, and it seems to flow as fast as a river. In the blink of an eye, Jeno had already stepped on the 10,000-step long steps and stood in front of the Pope.

In his eyes, the Pope was still a great darkness, and there was no light in the darkness.

Augustus stood behind the Pope. There is something strange about the face. He looked at the hundred angels who were still kneeling on the long steps, and then at Fengyue and Nephi. and the Angel of Wisdom in Jeno's hand. When he saw a faint blue flame rising from Jeno's body, his complexion changed again, and he finally landed on one knee and knelt down to Jeno.

Jeno didn't notice the Blood Angel's obedience, he just stared into the Pope's eyes in a daze. In those indescribable eyes, there are too many planes of life and death.