"When you summoned me, the commission you assigned to me should have been completed!"
Noah saw the six-winged angel Ophelia reappear before him, her expression somewhat subtle. According to the publicly circulated information, three Legends had fallen to this angel.
Although they were mostly first and second-tier Legends, akin to Close Combat Professions of Legend level, which were considered lowly in the eyes of Selena and Casius.
But a Legend is a Legend, to anyone below the Legendary level, all Legends are the same, and taking them down doesn’t require a second attempt.
Thus, this angel had only been on the continent for less than three months, yet she had already become renowned across the Eastern Continent, earning the title of the Sword of Judgement, inspiring much awe.
Even those who hadn’t committed crimes and had no connections with devils felt somewhat guilty, because no one dared claim they had never committed any evil deeds. If incorrectly judged, they feared being chased by this angel with a sword.
Despite the rising fame of this six-winged angel, Noah didn’t back down at all and instead noticed something odd in Ophelia’s words,
"I cannot confirm if the devil that humiliated us back then has been slain."
Ophelia answered very honestly and then added,
"However, it is very likely among the devils I have slain."
"So, you only focused on killing devils without even confirming identities?"
Noah’s expression was somewhat interesting. Although he felt something was off when the angel descended with her father’s sword, he was now fully convinced.
This is indeed a female Great Angel with a very, um, pure mindset, believing that force could solve all problems. Ever since she was first summoned, she thought it was enough to just kill her way through.
Unfortunately, the incarnation did not resolve the small issues in the Material Realm. After thinking about the reason, she believed it was because the incarnation was too weak, so she asked her father for a Divine Sword, and her True Body descended!
"I don’t have much energy to confirm such matters, it’s not my forte, but I’m sure there are no more devils on this continent."
Ophelia slightly explained, her voice then becoming more confident.
She had achieved extraordinary results, slaying hundreds of devils, cleansing tens of thousands of hellish followers affected and fallen, and saving innumerable people.
If the target was demons, Noah might believe a little. But he couldn’t trust this angel who believed violence could solve everything; how could devils hidden in the Material Realm possibly be completely eliminated? These things are simply unkillable.
Just like the Abyss and Hell, which could never be destroyed. Even if the physical manifestations of the Abyss and Hell were destroyed, it wouldn’t be long before these lower planes reappeared, perhaps in different forms, but essentially unchanged.
"You don’t believe me?"
Though Ophelia’s thinking was pure, she could hear the doubt in the Ancestor Dragon before her.
She couldn’t stand it. It was because of pursuing the devil that she was doubted by the Ancestor Dragon and unilaterally expelled, which drove her to have her True Body descend, partly because she couldn’t bear the devil’s mockery, and partly because of being underestimated by the Ancestor Dragon.
"But they are devils, how can they possibly be thoroughly cleaned? Do you think they’re that easy to kill? It’s not that I don’t believe you."
Noah sighed, now suspecting that the devil who had once mocked them was probably still alive and merely hiding better.
Ophelia remained silent for a while, also realizing the same problem. Indeed, they were devils; how could they be easily cleansed,
"I cannot stay any longer; my father is calling me back."
"No worries, though some devils may remain, they shouldn’t dare cause trouble for some time, leading to a period of peace."
Noah didn’t care whether the angel returned, as the emerging unrest had already been suppressed, though it might erupt again in the future, it wouldn’t happen in the short term.
"If you could confirm that the devil hasn’t died and discover its activity, please summon me immediately."
Ophelia stepped forward and handed a white feather surrounded by crimson flames to the Golden Dragon.
Noah accepted the feather with summoning power,
"May I ask out of curiosity, what would it cost to summon your descent?"
"If your purpose in summoning me is to combat threats to all living things that could lead to the world’s fall to evil, I will answer your call anytime and descend."
"I am unlike you Dragon Clan; besides, even among Dragons, there are Bronze Dragons who would selflessly throw themselves into battle for justice."
"What if the matter is unrelated to the just cause of expelling evil?"
"Then it depends on what exactly you want from me."
"So, for things unrelated to justice, calling your descent requires a price."
"No, I don’t have time to respond to such calls."
Noah nodded absent-mindedly.
"What are you planning?"
"Nothing, just hypothetically, if I got bored and wanted someone to chat with, I guess I can’t consider you."