The blood-red spear pierced the Angel Aggregate without losing any momentum.
It finally nailed itself into the statue in Saint Peter's Basilica Square-the statue that had been turning humans into angels.
The angel statue, which had remained completely unscathed even when the two sides' Noble Phantasms collided, was now easily destroyed.
The Angel Aggregate stared at its pierced wound and reluctantly undid its fusion.
Apart from the Cherub, who was still struggling, the other angels all lay motionless.
The Cherub cried, "Impossible! Why is that spear here? I was so close to succeeding! I refuse to accept this!"
The Cherub roared in defiance, but its voice grew quieter and its presence weaker, until it no longer even had the strength to speak.
Yuan Shikai had seen that blood-red spear before. It was the Lance of Longinus.
He watched as a foot slowly emerged from the shattered void, followed by a hand, then a body, and finally a head.
A scruffy figure stepped out of the void.
He still wore the same beggar-like outfit, with stubble on his face and holes all over his clothes, yawning as though he had yet to wake up properly.
The newcomer was none other than Jesus, whom Yuan Shikai had met once before.
Jesus said, "Then keep your objections to yourself. You tampered with the other angels' perceptions, sowed discord, and plotted rebellion. Of course I had to clean house."
"Because of you, I had to run all the way here from the ends of the world. I'm exhausted."
"And you made a complete mess of someone else's home. It makes me so angry. We might as well knock the whole thing down and rebuild it."
First Merlin had run all the way out of the Inner Sea of the Planet, and now Jesus had