: When Heaven Saves Us

The voodoo shaman raised her head and met Raguel's gaze.

She smiled.

There was no fear in that smile, only an almost devout satisfaction.

Raguel came crashing down on him like a golden sun.

The sword pierced her chest, and blood splattered out.

The old woman glanced down at the sword, then looked up at Raguel.

She smiled.

"I did it," she said.

"What did you do?!"

"You...have never respected us Black people..."

The shaman used her last strength to vent her resentment accumulated over countless years.

"Now your most exalted Lord has become a black man..."

"I'd like to see what you'll do..."

"Haha...hahahahaha!"

Raguel slashed down with his sword.

The shaman's laughter stopped abruptly.

Her body turned to ashes and was scattered by the wind.

The snake staff fell to the ground, and the black snake slithered into a crack in the ground and disappeared.

Raguel stood rooted to the spot, his anger almost tangible.

Even killing the shaman could not quell the hatred in his heart.

Careless.

That was too careless!

They were too good at ordering these black people around.

But unexpectedly, at the most crucial moment, we were tricked!

They did indeed obey the command of the Kingdom of Heaven and raised Yahweh from the dead.

However, they also left themselves a backup plan.

He resurrected Yahweh in the form of a black man.

How will these angels face their God next?

Raguel was momentarily bewildered.

……

In front of the crystal image.

The dark-skinned Yahweh looked down at the hole in his palm.

He stared at it for a long time.

Then he raised his head and his gaze fell on Qiao Ye.

In that instant, Qiao Ye saw something in those eyes—

He is the father.

Qiao Qingfeng's consciousness had not completely dissipated.

Just now, when Qiao Ye was on the verge of death, Qiao Qingfeng unleashed his will as a father.

By a twist of fate, it actually resonated with the contingency plan left behind by the Voodoo Cult.

This directly led to the incomplete birth of Yahweh, the Black man.

Don't even mention absorbing all the power of the bloodline.

He didn't even completely assimilate Qiao Qingfeng himself.

Even now, he still retains a sliver of consciousness.

"Qiao...ye..."

He spoke, and his voice seemed to come from a very far place.

"Hide it..."

A passage opened directly in the void behind Qiao Ye.

Yahweh raised his hand and pushed it against his chest.

Qiao Ye's vision went black instantly, and he lost consciousness.

He was pushed into that passage.

The next second, the passage closed.

Qiao Ye was still in the same place, but no one could see him or touch him anymore.

He was hidden in a spatial crevice.

Before the crystal statue, the dark-skinned Yahweh withdrew his hand.

Are you satisfied now?

"I'm satisfied..."

He was talking to himself.

"That's good."

As soon as he finished speaking, the last trace of human emotion in Yahweh's eyes was completely extinguished.

Instead, there is a tranquility that transcends comprehension.

He has finally become Yahweh completely.

Qiao Qingfeng's will could no longer affect him in the slightest.

He raised his head and looked up at the sky.

Look at those gods and demons.

In the sky, the 100,000 angels knelt down at the same time.

Raguel struggled for a moment, but in the end he could only sigh and kneel before Yahweh.

Even Black people are their masters.

"You're all too impatient."

Yahweh spoke, shaking his head and sighing, "The day prophesied in Revelation has not yet come; the time for my return has not yet arrived."

"I must enter into a deep sleep in preparation for the true Day of Judgment."

Aside from the Heavenly Pantheon, all the other demons gasped in shock upon hearing this.

It's not because of Yahweh's content.

It was because of his accent.

A thick Black accent, a West Coast vibe.

Is this Yahweh?

Raguel was also in a difficult position, but there was nothing he could do; he could only blame himself for being careless.

Moreover, he could sense that Yahweh should indeed be asleep at this moment; his strength had not recovered and was even weaker than his own.

but--

"My Lord!"

Raguel knelt down and pleaded, "Before you fall asleep, I humbly beg you to let the Kingdom of Heaven descend once more!"

"The United States today is teeming with evil, not only having seized our Promised Land, but also indirectly hindering the spread of the Fog of Salvation across the world!"

Yahweh has indeed not recovered his strength.

However, his status did not decline; he remained a being above the Demon King.

Only Yahweh can bring the Kingdom of Heaven back to life.

Yahweh remained silent for a long time before finally nodding.

"Can."

He said, "But only you can maintain it; I must go into sleep."

Having said that, he stretched out his hand and gently lifted it.

In an instant, the heavens and earth trembled.

The ground cracked open, and white stone pillars grew out.

The building collapsed and was reassembled into the shape of a temple.

The living humans knelt on the ground, their bodies began to become transparent, began to glow, and began to grow wings.

They are transforming.

They were transformed into angels.

Yahweh's face remained expressionless.

"The Kingdom of Heaven has come."

He said, "The age of mortals is over."

Behind him, 100,000 angels simultaneously spread their wings.

That light illuminated all of New Orleans, all of Louisiana, and all of America.

……

North.

Thor's chariot stopped in mid-air.

He held the hammer, watching the expanding light.

Looking at the temple taking shape in the light, and the humans undergoing transformation, and the hundred thousand angels.

Thor remained silent for three seconds.

Then he turned around.

"Walk."

The Valkyries were stunned.

"Leave? We—"

I said let's go.

Thor put away his hammer, turned his chariot around, and headed north toward the crevice.

"The Kingdom of Heaven is coming; we cannot resist it."

He said, "But Yahweh will remain asleep, and when the fog rolls across the world, we can reclaim our territory and return to Northern Europe, which isn't so bad."

As he spoke, Thor couldn't help but laugh.

Not only Thor, but all the other demons made the same choice at this moment.

go away.

Avoid their sharp edge and deal with it later.

……

Outside of America.

Edmonton, Canada.

An alarm sounded in the underground bunker of the United States Command in North America.

The red light came on, and a piercing sound exploded.

Everyone looked up, staring at the large screen on the wall.

On the screen, the boundary of that once still gray fog—

Moved.

"My God..."

A middle-aged commander covered his forehead in disbelief.

"What happened?"

……

Ciudad Juárez, Mexico.

Along the border, several patrolling soldiers stood on watchtowers, smoking as they faced north.

Then the cigarette fell.

Suddenly, a disturbance arose at the edge of the gray fog they were monitoring.

Like a tide, it came close.

Inch by inch, they swallowed up the land they knew.

A soldier opened his mouth as if to shout.

I didn't shout it out.

Another soldier was already engulfed by the thick fog.

……

News of the unusual fog spread throughout the world in an instant.

The message reached decision-makers in all countries.

This is an unprecedented event, inevitably bringing to mind the scene of America being swallowed up back then.

Could it be that this time, it's the whole world?