"You're here." The divine attendant's body exploded into pieces with a thunderous boom, yet only charred feathers drifted out from the blast wave. He had come to settle accounts with Hirse and Yuriel. Sinners had to be severely punished—even if the world was ending, even if Hirse and Yuriel had died, Ivan would drag them out of their coffins and kill them again. The black greatsword flashed, and Ivan directly severed the strongest knight's upper and lower body, sending them crashing separately to the ground. Yet as if he had foreseen it, the black-armored knight lightly raised his hand. The greatsword spun nimbly in his grasp until he caught it in a reverse grip behind his back. At that moment, Laiser's sword tip struck the broad back of the sword behind him. The greatsword hit the ground, tearing a massive fissure through the floor of the Heavenly Palace. Countless flames and molten lava surged from the crack, while Laiser had already drawn his sword and stabbed toward Ivan's back. "Those jade thrones not only contain devices that grant them power—they must also contain devices that can drain their power when necessary." Ivan slung the greatsword onto his back and spoke to Laiser. After recovering his memories, he had once chatted with Eve, and she had introduced the Heavenly Palace to him. Hirse was not the only "god" within this palace. After seizing power, Hirse had also taken the legacy Ivan had developed—the method of drawing power from crystals. He bestowed crystals upon his followers, turning them into heavenly gods as well. What was more, Eve's eyes were still with Yuriel. The score between Ivan and her went far beyond that stab in the back. He hurriedly continued to dodge, but it was already too late. Several beams pierced through his
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