The Abyss was a "cursed" existence.
Chen Rui had heard that statement before, but what came after was something he had never heard of—the supreme existence!
"A god?" Chen Rui finally asked.
"Where there is creation, there is destruction; where there is light, there is darkness." Michael paid no heed to the injuries suddenly appearing on his body. "Gods may possess and embody the great power of faith, but they are not truly flawless."
"You mean... from another perspective, they are merely 'people' with god-level power?" Chen Rui asked again.
Michael smiled calmly. "That is a fitting analogy. Those beings who look down upon all living things are not without desires. On the contrary, their desires are proportional to their power. Perhaps that was precisely what led to the bitter consequences that followed... As for the Abyss, strictly speaking, it is not a god, but divine nature—divine nature belonging to darkness."
Divine nature of darkness? Chen Rui felt his mind seize up. What did that mean?
The moment Michael finished those final words, more blood spilled from all seven of his orifices. Mixed within it was a green hue carrying an aura of destruction. All the bloody mist swiftly broke apart and vanished into the air.
"Wait!" Sosbach's voice emerged from his left eye. Deep apprehension showed in that faintly green eye.
Sosbach's calculations had not been wrong. He had indeed calculated Chen Rui correctly—but he had not accounted for Michael.
"To erode my soul, you must pay a sufficient price! Now, even if you wish to break free, it is impossible." Pride shone from Michael's right eye. At this moment, he was once again that proud archangel.
"Because of the curse, the negative dark side of the soul took away a portion of the divine nature. That became the