The Grand Duke's Son Is A Heretic

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Eric stood frozen for a brief moment, his eyes locked onto the bloody figure floating beneath the crimson sky. The shockwave had already stopped, yet the air still trembled as if the world itself feared breathing too loudly before that existence.

While Eric stared in disbelief, a soft whisper suddenly brushed past his ear.

"That's quite intelligent of you."

The voice was calm and almost amused.

"If you had taken a single step when I was breaking through, you would have been cut into several pieces."

Eric's pupils shrank instantly. Veins bulged across his forehead as rage replaced shock.

"Shut up, Leonard!" Eric roared, his voice shaking the sky.

"I don't know what scheme you used to return, but this isn't your era!"

For a moment there was silence.

Then laughter echoed.

"Hehehehehehehe…"

The eerie laughter rolled across heaven and earth, carrying deep grief and madness that made countless beings shiver uncontrollably. Even the clouds trembled as the sound spread outward.

Leonard tilted his head slightly and looked down at Eric with mocking amusement.

"You are one to talk when you are nothing but a pussy without the Goddess' power. Look at you."

"Even after beating you are barking…But don't worry,I won't kill you easily."

His crimson eyes narrowed.

"You are just as strong as an Angel now."

He slowly lifted his sword and pointed it lazily toward Eric.

"Instead of whining, why don't you fight?"

"LEONARRDDD!"

"DON'T DARE TO CROSS THE LINE!"

Eric screamed, fury completely overtaking reason. His sword rose toward the sky as endless divine energy surged into his body. Light burst outward, and his figure expanded as a gigantic phantom formed behind him like a divine projection.

Golden light spread across the heavens.

The wind screamed violently.

Everyone below watched in silence, believing he would immediately attack.

But Eric stopped.

Instead, he raised his sword vertically and began chanting, his voice turning solemn and filled with desperate faith.

"O Thou who oversee the order of the world."

"O Supreme Thrones who govern fate and judgment."

"The Great Devil and Betrayer of Humanity has returned."

"The enemy who once defied Heaven stands reborn."

"I call upon divine authority."

"I call upon sacred law."

"Please descend and offset this calamity."

"Grant judgment."

"Grant purification."

"Erase the Heretic once more!"

The moment his prayer ended, the sky cracked.

CRAAAAACK!

Golden fractures spread across the heavens like shattered glass. Light poured down endlessly, and massive gates formed beyond the clouds.

Then they descended.

Angels.

Not one.

Not two.

Hundreds.

Radiant wings unfolded as divine figures marched downward in formation. Their armor shone with holy light, and spears formed from condensed divinity burned in their hands. Their arrival pushed away darkness itself, yet beneath Leonard's crimson sky, even their brilliance appeared strained.

The Angel army moved like an unstoppable tide.

Each step echoed like sacred judgment.

Ramos' expression darkened while Ruth's grip tightened around his sword.

"Angel…" Ramos muttered quietly.

Ruth's eyes narrowed further.

"…Not just one."

The Angels stopped midair and turned their cold gazes toward Leonard.

Their voices overlapped as one.

"Heretic."

"You must be purged."

"You must be plunged into eternal judgment."

Divine pressure descended upon Leonard from all directions, attempting to suppress him beneath heavenly authority.

Yet Leonard simply laughed.

A relaxed, carefree laugh.

"As expected," he said while rolling his shoulders.

"A pussy will always be a pussy. Hahahah!"

He tightened his grip around his blade.

Then he stepped forward.

Just one step.

Yet that single step caused heaven and earth to lose color.

The sound vanished and light dimmed.

And then—

Crimson erupted.

Blood-red killing intent exploded outward from Leonard's body like an endless ocean breaking free from containment. It spread across tens of thousands of kilometers instantly, swallowing sky and land alike.

The world turned red.

The killing energy surged like violent waves crashing toward Eric and the Angel army.

The Angels froze and thier divine expressions cracked.

It felt as if they had fallen into an endless frozen abyss. Fear rose from places they did not know existed. Panic clawed into their minds while unease spread through their souls.

Some Angels trembled uncontrollably.

Others staggered backward.

A few weaker ones collapsed entirely, their eyes turning vacant as their spears slipped from trembling hands.

"This is… Heaven and Earth Slaughter Intent…"

"Hisss…!"

"Kekekek—!"

Painful shrieks filled the sky.

The Angel army roared in agony as invisible pressure crushed their spirits. Their wings trembled violently, and divine light flickered like dying flames.

It was not merely power.

It was an accumulated slaughter.

The killing intent born from countless wars and endless deaths Leonard had harvested across eras now pressed upon existence itself.

The sky groaned.

The earth trembled.

Even divine authority began to waver.

Angels screamed like mortals standing before execution as the crimson waves swallowed their composure completely. Their divine calm shattered, and fear spread across their faces for the first time since their descent.

A gruesome shriek echoed across the heavens. The sound no longer carried holiness or authority. It sounded no different from dying humans begging for mercy.

And at the center of that terrifying phenomenon stood Leonard.

He floated in the blood-red sky like a silent nightmare reborn into reality. His crimson aura moved slowly around him, heavy and suffocating, as if the world itself revolved around his existence.

Then he vanished.

No sound followed.

No warning came.

His figure appeared instantly before one of the Angels. The Angel barely widened his eyes before a cold flash crossed space.

The blade moved.

A clean arc of light passed through the air.

The Angel's head separated from its body and soared upward. Golden blood sprayed violently, mixing with crimson killing intent and dyeing the sky red.

Kael did not pause.

His figure flickered again and again across the battlefield. Each appearance meant death. Each step erased another life. Wings tore apart, divine armor shattered, and bodies fell endlessly from the sky.

He moved like a ghost walking through slaughter.

"Blood Prison!"

With Kael's low shout, endless blood-colored killing energy burst outward from his blade. The energy expanded rapidly and formed a massive crimson domain that trapped the surrounding Angels inside.

The world inside turned dark red.

The Angels immediately felt something wrong. Their spiritual power began draining continuously as if invisible hands were tearing energy directly from their souls.

Panic spread among them.

Before anyone could escape, Kael raised his sword again.

"Dimensional Slash…First Form."

Space twisted.

A thin cut appeared and dozens of Angels were split apart before they even understood what happened.

"Dimensional Slash. Second Form."

The air shattered like broken glass. Spatial cracks spread outward and swallowed divine attacks along with the Angels themselves.

"Dimensional Slash. Third Form."

A massive rift tore open across the battlefield. Screaming Angels were dragged into distorted space where their bodies collapsed into nothingness.

"Dimensional Slash…Fourth Form."

CRRRRNNNNHHH!

Reality itself screamed. A devastating dimensional wave swept across the prison, cutting through everything without resistance.

Kael's blade techniques flowed smoothly like water. There was no hesitation, no wasted motion. Each swing erased dozens, sometimes hundreds of lives at once.

In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, more than a thousand Angels had fallen beneath his sword.

Bodies rained from the sky.

Broken wings scattered across ruined streets.

Blood covered the ground below until even stone could no longer be seen.

The thick smell of blood filled the entire capital.

"Everyone attack together! Kill him!" Eric shouted from afar, yet he himself did not step forward.

Kael heard him clearly.

He let out a cold snort.

"Stop fighting alone and call those bitches. Why should you alone carry the burden?"

He lifted his blade and pointed it toward Eric.

"Let them get beaten too. Call them!"

With a furious swing, Kael slashed upward.

The sky cracked.

A terrifying sound like shattering glass echoed across heaven as the dimensional barrier split apart. The cut spread endlessly, forming a massive void that sucked nearby Angels into it.

Their screams vanished instantly as their bodies were erased from existence.

The battlefield fell silent for a brief moment.

Kael prepared to move again.

Then—

A warm and gentle voice descended from above.

"We weren't sure, so we took some time."

The light in the sky slowly brightened, pushing back portions of the crimson glow.

"But it seems it is really you, my child."

Kael stopped.

He slowly lifted his head and looked toward the heavens where divine radiance began gathering beyond the torn sky.

His expression twisted.

Without hesitation, he raised his middle finger toward the light.

"Yes, it's me, you bitch."

His voice echoed clearly across heaven and earth.

"Now get your ass out here."

A cruel grin spread across his face as killing intent surged again.

"I am gonna spank it till it's sore."