# 1728
Chapter 1721: Seraph's Demise
A virtual roulette wheel materialized before [Chaos] and began spinning rapidly!
The needle finally stopped at a certain position on the wheel:
"Angel Affinity:
As the purest and most holy Seraph, all living beings in the world will unconsciously feel affinity, trust, and worship towards you. Light will often accompany you, and fortune will favor your existence."
The floating line of text transformed into white light and flashed into [Chaos]'s body. His brow slightly lifted.
"Not a bad ability... but this isn't what I want."
[Chaos]'s fingers gently hooked, and the darkness surrounding Michael gradually faded, and the thunderous knocking on the great stone gradually quieted, eventually falling into dead silence.
He walked slowly to Michael's side, smiled and leaned down near his ear, his lips slightly parting as if whispering something.
He was Nyarlathotep, the most skilled manipulator of hearts among the three pillars of the Cthulhu Faction, and also the most powerful existence... He could utilize the power of four mad universes to drive a Supreme God insane, and of course, he could manipulate their minds, making them regain their sanity.
Michael's gaze gradually focused, and the progress bar above his head began to move bit by bit:
"Michael Treatment Progress: 3%... 8%... 14%... 20%..."
"Ch...aos..."
Michael's figure was suspended in the center of the dark chamber, gazing weakly at the black doctor before him, grinding his teeth as he growled.
"You did well, child." [Chaos] grinned, "But please, call me Dr. Nya."
"I won't... let you... get the [Mortal Divine Realm]..."
A brilliant golden light suddenly erupted from Michael's eyes, followed by his entire body swelling abruptly!
The majestic Seraph divine might erupted from within him at a frenzied pace, the scorching divine power directly blasting [Chaos] back several steps, a layer of darkness covering his front before he could withstand that wave-like surge of [Mortal Divine Realm].
"Tch."
[Chaos] coldly snorted, the four suspended black coffins rang out once more, "Struggling desperately... how long can you possibly hold on?"
Knock knock knock knock—
Chaotic knocking sounds rushed toward Michael from all directions. At that moment, a determined resolve flashed through those blazing golden eyes!
He reached back to grasp the golden holy sword. The surging golden tide traced an arc through the air, yet it turned direction and charged straight toward his own heart!
[Chaos]'s expression immediately shifted.
The golden holy sword easily pierced through Michael's body, crimson blood staining those pure white six wings. Those blazing golden eyes fixed on [Chaos] in the distance, and a brilliant explosive light burst forth from his heart!
"H...oly... things... cannot be defiled." The bloodstained six-winged figure, gazing at [Chaos] in the darkness, spoke hoarsely.
The next instant, a blazing golden sun engulfed [Chaos]'s form, and the entire dark chamber was torn apart by this sacred blazing sun!
...
In the boundless deep space, a cyan fire bird silently glided across the darkness, landing on the gray-white lunar surface.
The cyan wings gradually folded in. Zuo Qing was surrounded by cyan light, flickering like flames on his body surface... After all, he possessed only a human physique, and without the protection of [Qing Luan], he couldn't have walked on the lunar surface.
"The hospital's landing point should be near here." Zuo Qing scanned his surroundings, his brow immediately furrowing. "No, that's wrong..."
A sense of dread crept into Zuo Qing's mind. It was too quiet. This quiet wasn't about sound—in space without a medium for sound transmission, hearing anything would be truly bizarre... The quiet Zuo Qing referred to was something else entirely.
On this gray-white planet, there wasn't a trace of divine power. Even after arriving at the core of the Moon Seal, he still hadn't spotted Michael's figure. And that mysterious hospital that had flown toward the Moon had vanished without a trace, utterly disappearing.
Zuo Qing flew directly toward the crater housing the Moon Seal based on memory. Within seconds, that vast ring-shaped mountain appeared in his vision.
Just as he prepared to observe carefully, a blinding golden divine power tore through the emptiness above the crater, and terrifying divine might poured forth from within!
Zuo Qing's pupils contracted, and cyan light once again enveloped his body, shielding him from the surging divine impact.
A figure flew out from the void and crashed onto the other side of the crater, dense rock fragments and debris scattering silently.
Zuo Qing stared at the silhouette rising from the dust, his eyes narrowing slightly...
No, that wasn't Michael!
Just as he focused to clearly see that figure's appearance, the shadow vanished into thin air. Zuo Qing froze momentarily, then an unprecedented sense of life-and-death crisis washed over him!
Without thinking, he transformed into a cyan flame phoenix and shot away instantly. A palm nearly simultaneously pierced through the void where he had stood, and a surprised exclamation sounded from behind him.
Zuo Qing rocketed several miles before barely stopping, his back already drenched in cold sweat.
He turned to look—only to see a figure in a white coat standing within brilliant light, gentle and sacred radiance forming halos around Him, like an angel descending from heaven, sacred and untouchable.
"An angel? No..." Zuo Qing stared at that familiar black face, his heart plummeting into the abyss!
[Chaos]!!
"A human?" [Chaos]'s lips never moved, yet that familiar voice echoed through the void. "I sealed away all the divine power Michael released in the self-destruction using those coffins. Nothing should have leaked... how did you find this place?"
Michael's self-destruction?!
These five words struck Zuo Qing like a physical blow. When he hadn't found Michael at the Moon Seal, he had vaguely suspected this worst possible outcome... But when he truly faced this fact, he still found it utterly难以置信!
This was the Seraph King, ranked number 003! The gatekeeper who had guarded the Moon for countless years, Earth's current strongest fighter!
Michael... was actually dead?
And the entire process hadn't drawn even the slightest attention from Earth's gods... How had He actually managed this?
The more he thought about it, the more cold sweat Zuo Qing produced. Michael's death was already a lethal blow to Earth, yet at this moment, every living being on Earth was completely unaware of this major change on the Moon.
Then... what was [Chaos]'s next move?
The palm gripping the sword hilt was already soaked with sweat. He gazed at the radiant figure before him, his face deathly pale.
"I remember now... you're Zuo Qing, the commander-in-chief of this generation's Night Watch, aren't you?" [Chaos] lounged in his white coat, one brow arched. "No need for such shock. Though I am a god, what I enjoy most is observing human behavior...
Every member of your Night Watch, I know them all. I once even disguised myself as an ordinary person, handed a pack of cigarettes to old Li at your gate, and chatted with him for an entire afternoon... Heh, that old codger sure had quite the smoking habit."