Heaven.
The halls were resplendent with gold and jade.
The towering columns were adorned with intricate carvings of adorable little Angels.
On both sides, various golden frescoes of God were painted, telling the mythological journey of God's arrival in this world.
"Please, merciful God, spare us."
At this moment, listening to God's words, these Demon Lords were left with only a shadowed soul... demons, shivering and speechless.
They did not know that God had agreed to Goliath's request.
These Demon Lords simply believed that God did not kill them and brought them back as a punishment, refusing to let them die so easily.
The unknown is the most terrifying.
"God, we dare not again!"
"This is not our will, it was the demonic spirit that endowed us with demonic nature, turning us into this."
"Yes! We are guilty, but the root of the sin lies in the Shadow Divine Object, we were good at the start."
