NOVEL NEXT Chapter 290: Wrong Chapter
At this very moment,
The Emperor of Angels was overcome with remorse, overwhelmed by a deep sense of regret.
Why had he acted so recklessly just now?
He, who had always prided himself on his composure and rationality—why had he suddenly lost control?
The Emperor of Angels had always seen himself as the epitome of calmness. Without that quality, the esteemed Goddess of Gold & Silver Aurelia would never have chosen him to be the sovereign of the angelic race.
So why? Why had he lost control just now?
In truth, all of this stemmed from the influence of mental corruption.
As his sanity value (san) dropped, even someone as powerful as the Emperor of Angels was not immune to its effects. It was just that, due to his overwhelming strength, the impact hadn't been immediately noticeable.
But in critical moments, the influence became more and more pronounced.
For example, that reckless outburst earlier—it was a direct result of being affected by Daniel's Mind Hunt.
And following that impulsive mistake, the Emperor of Angels' sanity had plummeted by another 50%!
That meant, from this point onward, he was entering a stage of irreversible cognitive breakdown.
Now, in his eyes, the world was no longer the same.
"Damn it, why are there two Millas attacking me?"
"Why is my shield failing? No—wait, my shield isn't broken, but…"
Wise Angel? Wasn't he already dead? Why is he helping me now?
The Emperor of Angels' mind was unraveling into chaos.
He quickly realized something was very wrong, and his face darkened to an extreme degree.
If things continued at this rate, he might not escape death.
In the distance, another Archangel fell—exchanged in a one-for-one trade by a prisoner sacrificing their life.
More and more powerful entities were joining the siege against the Emperor of Angels.
And the outcome of this battle was becoming increasingly clear.
Once his mind descended into chaos, the Emperor of Angels' flawless and impenetrable defense finally began to reveal gaps.
So many prisoners struck simultaneously, and Demon Dragon Nidhogg seized a perfect opportunity—biting down fiercely and shattering the Emperor's divine shield in a single, devastating blow.
The moment the shield was broken, not only did Daniel launch an attack, but Milla and the countless other prisoners followed suit, unleashing their most destructive skills.
The remaining Archangels, witnessing this scene, were enraged beyond belief—but they were already struggling to survive themselves and could do nothing to aid the Emperor.
At this very moment, Daniel had already withdrawn from the melee, floating high above in the sky.
He looked down at the Emperor of Angels, who was surrounded and besieged on all sides. The corners of his lips curled into a faint, cold smile.
"Emperor of Angels," he said mockingly, "it seems there is no escape for you now."
"Today is the day you fall."
Hearing Daniel's voice, laced with derision, the Emperor of Angels let out a furious roar.
"You damned bastard, Daniel! I will never forgive you!"
"The great Goddess of Gold & Silver, Her Excellency Aurelia, will avenge me. She will kill you."
"You cannot begin to comprehend how powerful a true god is!"
"You will pay for your actions with your life, punished by the wrath of god!"
By now, the Emperor of Angels could barely distinguish illusion from reality—his sanity had dropped to a catastrophic 80%.
And yet, despite everything, his faith in the Goddess of Gold & Silver remained unshaken.
On the other side, Daniel merely sneered at these desperate cries.
"I look forward to the day Aurelia descends to avenge you," he said flatly.
This insolent response drove the Emperor of Angels to the brink of madness.
"Even if you kill me," he shrieked hysterically, "Daniel, you're doomed to lose!"
"It won't be long before the sun—Apollo—rises. When that happens, none of you will stand a chance!"
"The great Aurelia will descend upon this world!"
"And you—aaarrgh!!"
The Emperor of Angels let out a blood-curdling scream before he could finish his sentence.
His mind was too fractured to respond to the multidirectional attacks.
This scream came as Milla easily severed both of his wings.
Golden blood oozed from his back, thick and viscous.
Under normal circumstances, a wound of this magnitude would not be fatal for the Emperor of Angels. Even if he couldn't heal immediately, he would have sealed the injury at once.
After all, to any powerful being, the more potent the blood, the more precious it was.
But now, with his consciousness shattered, the Emperor of Angels was incapable of responding.
And at this point, all seven remaining Archangels had been slain.
The strongest defenders of the Angel of Gold and Silver race had been reduced to one—the Emperor of Angels, barely clinging to life.
He roared in rage, spewing curses in all directions.
But Daniel no longer bothered to listen.
Watching the Emperor's sanity drop to 99.9%, Daniel knew—the end had come.
"It's time to finish this."
With those words, Daniel activated Mind Hunt once again.
And all around, the prisoners launched their final, coordinated assault.
Today, they would make history. Today, they would take vengeance upon the Emperor of Angels!
So what if he was a high-tier race?
Under Daniel's command, they could still bring him down!
…
On the Continent of Myriad Races—
Due to Daniel's initiative in launching an assault on the Divine Realm, even after the descent of the millennia-old Apocalypse, relative peace still lingered across the continent.
Countless awakeners were desperately working to grow stronger, striving to elevate their power.
And at that moment, a notification appeared before them.
[Emperor of All Races—Daniel—has successfully slain: High-tier Race Sovereign — Emperor of the Angel of Gold and Silver!]
Upon seeing this notification, nearly every inhabitant of the Myriad Races Continent froze in place.
One by one, they lifted their heads to look up at the Divine Realm high above.
Though they couldn't see anything with their mortal eyes, their minds painted a vivid picture—a brutal, apocalyptic battle being waged tens of thousands of meters above.
His Royal Highness, the mighty Daniel, had entered the Divine Realm on his own, and in the very heart of the Angel of Gold & Silver's territory—he had slain their emperor!
Wait—was this real?
Was Daniel truly that powerful?
Everyone had always known Daniel was formidable, but why did he always exceed their expectations?
The Human Emperor Odin slowly raised his gaze toward the heavens.
He didn't know exactly what had taken place in the Divine Realm, but he was certain—an unprecedented battle had occurred.
If nothing else, the flash of pure golden light moments earlier had shaken the entire continent to its core.
That aura of supreme divinity—it didn't belong to this world at all.
Which only made it clearer how devastating the battle above had truly been.