"What's going on?"
When the Archbishop saw his disgrace exposed, his expression changed dramatically. He then shouted, "This is the Devil's doing! The Devil is slandering me to stop God from descending! Angels, hurry and Purify the Devil, restore peace to the world!"
"The Devil is slandering the Archbishop?"
The believers froze. Quite a few chose to believe him. After all, he was the Archbishop, God's incarnation in the mortal world. How could he possibly do something so filthy?
The twelve Angels wasted no words and immediately flew into the sky, intending to destroy the projection. At that moment, a massive Holy Light Cross descended from above and slammed into their bodies.
The twelve Angels were not smashed to pieces by the Holy Light Cross. Instead, they let out miserable screams. Then, their wings rapidly turned black, and in the blink of an eye, they became Fallen Angels.
"Fallen Angels?"
The public was terrified. The believers in the middle of the square hurriedly backed away. What kind of joke was this? The Angels beside the Archbishop were actually Fallen Angels in disguise?
In fact, even the Archbishop was stunned. They were Fallen Angels? How was that possible? Hadn't they used Holy Light before? Why were they Fallen Angels?
These Angels had not originally been Fallen Angels. Van Helsing had used magic to forcibly transform them into Fallen Angels. This was not difficult, because they were currently under control. With just a little extra influence, they could be made to Fall.
"Van Helsing! How is this possible?"
Inside the Space Channel, the Lord of Order shot to his feet in shock and fury. Though it was only a Holy Light Cross, how could it possibly escape the Lord of Order's notice? He looked toward Van Helsing, who was currently fighting, and