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He hooked the tail of his staff upwards, blocking a slash from another spirit. As the head of his staff went downwards, it struck forcefully on the instep, causing the creature to lose balance.

Anthony shouted, “Help me, Your Grace!” He jabbed his shoulder into the angel’s chest, sending it flying.

The humans around were clueless about why these holy spirits suddenly went berserk, attacking Lord Bishop for no apparent reason. For a moment, they were at a loss, not knowing who to support.

This was a routine prayer walk, where devout followers walked the streets, lighting candles or carrying Holy Light, slowly stepping down the main road, continuously singing praises for the gods.

This was the Church of Light’s regular Faith Elemental Force harvesting event. Organized at regular intervals, it increased the collective participation of the believers, making their faith more devout and steadfast.

This activity was fundamentally different from those miracle meetings that exhausted resources, hence Anthony readily continued it.

Unexpectedly, in the middle of the event, just as he arrived at the venue under the guard of twelve First Order ceremonial Angels, he had a sudden premonition and cleverly blocked the attack from these angels even before he had made his hypocritical speech.

People nearby were astounded by Anthony’s response. “What the… why are the Archbishop’s martial skills so strong?”

But soon they realized that something he couldn’t comprehend had happened, considering the Holy Spirit Angels who were just escorting him started to attack him. Given his cautious nature, of course, he immediately called out his backup.

Ange’s reaction was quick as well. He immediately transferred Anthony’s Divine Soul.

Suddenly, an incomparable strong force surged into his body, and Anthony was enveloped by a holy glow. An imposing Bishop’s robe superimposed onto him.

The third Holy Spirit Angel, holding the Holy Sword, aimed directly at Anthony. A Sacred Flame suddenly erupted from the ground completely swallowing Anthony.

Anthony didn’t feel any harm from the Sacred Flame nor did he care, because he was dumbstruck by his Divine Soul, involuntarily mumbling, “Yo… Your Grace, what have you done to my Divine Soul?”

Anthony was a Mystical Warrior of Ange. The so-called Divine Soul is the soul, condensed from one’s faith and thoughts, offered to God.

As God controls his Divine Soul, He can easily decide his fate and can also bestow the Divine Soul with great power, returning it to him when needed.

Because the Divine Soul was originally his offering, when it returns with the power granted by God, not only is the degradation less, the affinity is also high, and it will not seriously harm him.

However, this was all theoretical. Amplifying the power of the Divine Soul requires God to expend His energy. God doesn’t have so much spare energy. Under normal circumstances, the Divine Soul is much weaker when it returns due to the energy loss from overcoming distance.

But now, Anthony only felt that the Divine Soul possessing him was incredibly strong, much stronger than when he offered it. The powerful energy could not be contained and it gave out a sacrosanct glow, wrapping him up like a glowing Magic Crystal Lamp.

Ange sent a puzzled thought. He answered, “I simply fed it Holy Light.” It was just simply feeding it with Holy Light until it could not withstand it anymore.

The Sacred Flame of the Holy Spirit Angel could not affect Anthony at all. The divine light he exuded neutralized all the harm from Sacred Flame.

The bystanders gasped, instinctively exclaiming, “Merging with Divine Soul! Merging with Divine Soul! The Archbishop summoned the Divine Soul, he is God’s chosen!”

Merging with the Divine Soul has a higher status than Holy Spirit Possession, because the former needs the approval of God while the latter, only the approval of Holy Spirit.

Although, to outsiders, there wasn’t much difference between the two. But to the insiders of the church, they couldn’t think more differently.

In the last more than one thousand years, the Archbishop and the priestesses have successfully summoned Holy Spirit Possessions. Some people even know that the curia keeps a group of Holy Spirits, which has no relation to God.

Since Holy Spirits can be privately raised, naturally their status is lower.

But Divine Soul cannot be nurtured individually, Anthony’s Divine Soul descent definitely got God’s approval.

Of course, this is only some secret that knowledgeable people knew, such as Dyson hidden in the crowd, his face scrunched up like a bitter gourd.

“A Divine Soul Descent? Why did he get God’s approval? How is this possible? Haven’t all the gods fallen? How could this happen?” Dyson muttered in his heart as he couldn’t let the person beside him overhear.

Back in the Land of Fallen, the Lord of Terror gave him a box with the Holy Spirit Fragments of a Wisdom Angel, accompanied by an Undead.

A Six-winged Wisdom Angel, when she woke up, discovered that the church had split into two. How would she react to the Schism church’s Anthony?

Of course, she wanted to kill him on the spot. The Wisdom Angel planned to do just that, but Dyson stopped her, “Lady Luna, there are many followers of the Evil God around the traitor Anthony. He has even deceived more than a dozen Holy Spirits and made them his slaves. We should first test his protective power, then you can personally kill him.”