At that moment, rolling waves of sound swept and collided between heaven and earth. When the piercing shrieks plowed through the wind, it was as though countless blades had crisscrossed and slashed through everything, leaving deep scars behind.
Amid the resonance of walls and narrow gaps, no one knew how many people heard the mournful cries of collapse and shattering.
Yet that cheerful, delighted voice still danced, spun, leaped, and even stomped twice upon everyone's eardrums like a several-hundred-pound fat man, trampling their pitiful nerves and brains and bringing waves of almost tangible pain.
Heaven of Good Deeds, Heaven of Life, Heaven of Knowledge—three vast realms were thrown into endless turmoil beneath that overpowered barrage of sound. No one knew how many swarms, too close to the speakers and transmission devices, were shattered into dust by the sound waves!
The shrieks that merely left Ascenders of the Present Realm dizzy and disoriented were, to The Solidifiers, like lethal poison and blades driven into their marrow. As the mournful howls echoed, cracks split open across flesh and bone.
"Turn it off! Turn it off!" the centurion roared. "Turn them all off!"
The enormous angel spread his wings, disregarded the invaders before him, turned around, and spewed out a torrent of darkness that instantly destroyed the massive bell transmitting the Holy Edict.
Shattered!
Before that, dozens of War Angels had already bled thick threads of blood from their noses and mouths. After staggering two steps, they collapsed to the ground and stopped breathing.
But before they could catch their breath, the sound of proliferating steel rose from beneath the shattered bronze bell.
As though seeds had begun to sprout.
Through the matrix's transmission, dark Source Matter flowed like a tide through the network within the Gospel Throne. Wherever it passed, blackness spread,