This Isn't Fair-I Bled for Heaven

Pure white feathers fell from the sky, casting a dazzling light upon the heavens. At the very center of that light was a hazy, white world.

There are mountains and water, and some fluttering humanoid creatures!

Russell gasped. As Dimensional Demon God, he instantly realized that the pristine white world above and Earth existed in two different dimensions.

"Heaven!?"

Russell was a little flustered. This was a case of the old guard coming after the young ones, and they were even coming in as a group.

"Don't panic. You must not lose your composure at this time. Think carefully. I defeated not only Gabriel, but also Manmon. I did this to save humanity... Yes, I am a good person. What is there to be afraid of!"

Thinking of this, Russell hurriedly retracted the three pairs of black wings on his back, changed into a vest with white Wings of Light, and pretended that everyone was on his side, and that the friendly forces above could not accidentally hurt him.

He removed his foot from Gabriel's face, knelt down and helped him up, his face flushed and two tears welling up in his eyes. "Archangel, are you alright? Wake up, why aren't you saying anything?"

Leave a way out for others, and you'll find it easier to meet again later!

The comments were absolutely right!

Russell secretly felt lucky. Regardless of what the sudden appearance of Paradise meant, he had only beaten up Gabriel and figured he was out of danger.

Although I stepped on it a few times, but...

It's perfectly normal to kick someone when they're your mortal enemy!

Besides, Gabriel isn't dead; he's still alive and kicking!

It smells delicious, like chicken wings.

"Cough cough..."

Gabriel's vitality was indeed tenacious; after being shaken from side to side by Russell, he slowly regained consciousness.

Gabriel's gaze focused, and she saw Russell's large face before her. Gabriel was startled, but her heart quickly turned to ecstasy. She sensed the presence of heaven; the Lord had come to take her away.

"Hahaha, you're finished. The Father will avenge the humiliation you've brought me..."

Bang!

Russell remained expressionless, using his Wings of Light to shield his side, and punched Gabriel in the abdomen, causing her eyes to roll back and her to faint once again.

"Archangel, what did you say? What do you mean you know you were wrong and will never collude with the devil again? You only said half of what you wanted to say, why did you dazed yourself again? Please explain yourself clearly!"

Just then, a beam of light descended from the sky, illuminating Russell and Gabriel. With the aid of an invisible force, Gabriel's body slowly rose and floated into the dimension of Heaven, and then...

The gates to the Heavenly Dimension merged, the holy light effects disappeared, leaving Russell staring blankly at each other.

That's it?

Russell was extremely surprised that the higher-ups did not pursue the matter of him beating up Gabriel because Gabriel's behavior was too extreme and he deserved to be beaten.

On the surface, it seems impartial and reasonable, but...

He thwarted Gabriel and Manmon's plot and saved the world from hell. It would be unreasonable if the higher authorities didn't show any recognition for his merits.

"What a stingy fellow, just leaving like that, without even giving me a little something in return..." Russell was saying when suddenly his eyes lit up, and he quickly took two steps forward and picked up the Spear of Longinus from the ground.

Although he can't take it out of the world, having the Spear of Longinus in hand for this mission will give him an extra trump card to use against some powerful bosses, saving him a lot of effort.

Buzzing!

The white light reappeared, signifying the opening of the portal to the Heavenly Dimension. A ray of light shone down and swiftly retrieved the Spear of Longinus.

(╬▔盘▔)

"This is outrageous! I worked so hard to save the world, and not only did I not get a reward, but they also confiscated my spoils! This is simply outrageous!"

Russell was furious. Regardless of who was above him, he repeatedly pointed his middle finger at the sky and jabbed it repeatedly.

Buzz buzz buzz!

The dimensional portal opened again, and Russell quickly withdrew his hand upon seeing this. He whistled and looked to the side, noticing that the ant seemed to be a new species and that it was worth studying.

A magnificent holy light shone down on Los Angeles, and countless phantom souls surged in from all directions, resurrecting the bodies of citizens who had died at the hands of Gabriel, Manmon, or even Russell.

After the souls were infused, the holy light ignited life, bringing them back to full life.

Not only that, but they also experienced relief from backaches, leg pains, and other ailments.

Upon seeing this, Russell gasped. Without a word, he flapped his wings and soared into the sky. Ignoring the fact that the dimensional gate had already closed, he lit up the holy mark on the back of his hand and grabbed the Starlight Sapphire Cross in his hand.

"Open the door! I am a faithful believer of God. To stop Gabriel from making a mistake and for the honor of Heaven, I fought alone and saved the world. I deserve credit for my hard work, even if I have no merit!"

"This isn't fair! Why do I get nothing?"

"I want to see God! I shed my blood for Heaven, and I cannot let the hearts of those who have contributed to this cause be chilled!"

"Open the door! I've been wronged, I need to see God!!"

"..."

Perhaps finding Russell's incessant chatter too annoying, the radiant gate opened, showering Russell with holy light before slowly closing.

As the light entered his body, the holy marks on the back of Russell's hand were instantly filled, and a Wings of Light of light fluttered, becoming dazzling once again.

It is not a one-time holy light, but a renewable one. The higher beings have granted him the privilege of inputting Magic Power into the holy mark, which allows him to continuously generate holy light.

In addition, this Holy Light Strike also boosted Russell's three major attributes.

[Host: Russell]

Strength: 112 (60+52)

[Body: 112 (81+31)]

[Intelligence: 113 (85+28)]

[...]

"This... this is so embarrassing, even though it's what I deserve!"

Russell was overjoyed. Each of his three attributes increased by 10 points, which was roughly equivalent to completing three more World Quest. He made a killing.

Thick-skinned people get to eat their fill, thin-skinned people get nothing, and with thick skin, even God fears you.

Almost instantly, the thin-skinned Russell grasped the point and, without saying a word, started banging on the door again.

"Open the door! It's none other than that devout believer from before, the great hero who saved Heaven's reputation..."

"I've done so much, and I only got this little reward? I'm not happy! I've been wronged! Someone withheld my reward!"

"I want three pairs... no, I'm not greedy, two pairs of wings will do!"

"Someone come quick! Open the door and shower me with holy light! Even secondhand holy light will do!"

"..."

There wasn't a sound at all!

No one opened the gate and smeared Russell's face with holy light, and no one opened the gate and smeared Russell's face with holy light. It was as if the connection to the Heaven server had been lost and everyone had gone offline.

Seeing that he couldn't squeeze any more money out of him, Russell reluctantly gave up, curling his lip in disdain and saying, "Hmph, those who play Holy Light are all black-hearted. They think they can just give me this little reward and send me away. Do they really think I care about this much?"

Russell, with a disdainful expression and a bellyful of complaints and dissatisfaction, flapped his Wings of Light and landed in the middle of the crater.

Although the dead have been resurrected, the damaged city remains unchanged, which is a good thing. Insurance companies don't care, and construction and tourism companies can work together to increase GDP.

The black cocoon of Manmeng is still in the pit. Leaving it there is not a good idea, as it could easily trigger a series of events.

Russell could imagine that, given the America's tendency to court disaster, if he dared to leave it unattended, Manmon would be on a group of scientists' operating table tomorrow.

It didn't matter that Manmont suffered; what Russell feared was that three days later, the land would be filled with Son of Hell, or grandchildren of hell, or great-grandchildren of hell.

If these clones are all quite powerful and possess Manmon's memories, and they team up to seek revenge, he'd be exhausted.

"System, use 'Skill Card: Hell's Gate'."

[Skill Card: Hell's Gate (Don't misunderstand, it just opens a gate)]

Once the Skill Card was used, Russell roughly understood the principle of 'Hell's Gate': a one-way gate that allows entry but not exit. It is not a high-level ultimate move, but a small back door that even demons are too lazy to bother with, used at midnight to exile disobedient human souls.

A dark curtain of light opened, forming a dimensional entrance about one meter wide and less than two meters high in front of Russell. As the black light gradually faded, the world on the other side of the door became clear.

It was a dim, yellowish world, with light but not bright, and the entire sky was shrouded in lifeless, dark yellow clouds.

The dark red soil looked as if it were being roasted on an iron plate; the ground cracked, and endless black fissures spread out, with sulfurous steam rising and a few wisps of flame occasionally emerging.

The mournful wails added a chill to the world, and a cold wind blew in waves, mixing a despairing stillness with the eerie heat.

Hell!

The Heat Wave was intense, and even with the light barrier separating them, Russell could imagine the intense heat on the other side, a heat that struck deep into his soul, leaving him parched.

"This place is awful. No wonder Constantine didn't want to go. It's too hot to grow tobacco..." Russell joked, shook his head to dispel his discomfort, and dragged the black cocoon inside.

Before releasing his hand, Russell stopped, suddenly remembering that Manmon was attached to Angela's body. Throwing her away would be tantamount to throwing Angela into hell as well.

This is a bit troublesome!

Russell was not Constantine; he couldn't justify throwing others into hell, even for exorcism, or to prevent Manmon from rising again and wreaking havoc on humanity.

If Angela were a jerk, you could just throw her away, but this girl happens to be a police officer, the kind-hearted type.

With the Holy Light Longsword in hand, Russell tore through the black cocoon. When the Holy Light could not dispel Manmon's will, he checked his skills and cards.

The skills of Enslavement and 'Soul Manipulation' Skill Card the only two skills directly related to the soul, but their levels are too low to realistically expel Manmon's will.

"Fine, I'll try anything, even if it's hopeless. If that doesn't work, I'm out of ideas." Before the Hell's Gate closed, Russell silently activated the 'Soul Manipulation' Skill Card.

[Skill Card: Soul Manipulation (Invincible against ordinary people)]

It is invincible against ordinary people, but it is generally ineffective or even ineffective against strong people.

This card is dispensable; it's not as powerful as Russell's Mind Stone. If it succeeds, great; if it fails, it won't hurt.

Naturally, the techniques used to deal with the souls of ordinary people failed when used to expel the will of Manmon; the latter's soul remained unmoved, without even a tremor.

"What should we do now?"

Just as the Hell's Gate were about to close, a hand reached out from hell and gently gripped the door frame, stabilizing it.

"Little boy, come and be my son!"

[Bite]

[The host has come into contact with the story character Satan/ Lucifer, triggering Lottery Draw and granting four chances to draw. Would you like to draw now?]

Russell: "..."