Half-Knowledge! We're All Familiar Strangers

As Sun Tzu said, know yourself and know your enemy, and you will win every battle.

Mount Celestia and the demons of Hell had been sworn enemies since their birth. They had fought since the age of myth, all the way to the present. Though the gods and demons of countless realms had already left Earth, their place of origin, that relationship had never changed. It was only because the mortal realm had become a place where gods and demons were sealed away, preventing their true bodies from entering, that they could at most send avatars or projections to fight.

Therefore, although Mephisto excelled at schemes and intrigue, after all these years, Mount Celestia had more or less figured out his usual methods. They might not know everything, but just like this time, Archangel Uriel had directly sent down an avatar, borrowed the body of the Vatican's Holy Son, and destroyed San Venganza, where every single believer had fallen. It was simple and brutal, but its advantage was that it saved trouble.

Although this important place of fallen souls had been destroyed, Mephisto would still continue with his plans. Mount Celestia did not care much about that. Even if the demon lord had other intentions, so long as he did not cause a major disaster, Mount Celestia would not interfere.

As for whether it would cause deaths in the mortal realm—many deaths—Mount Celestia cared even less. The Vatican might not even be able to keep the smiles off their faces!

Was there really such a good thing in the world?

Only fear could give rise to unwavering faith!

Even if people died, even if many people died, it was not a bad thing for the Vatican. It could even be called a good thing, because it would bring in a