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Chapter 647
chapter 0282 part 1
Chapter 281: Heaven, The Cake
He could read others' thoughts and memories without physical contact, read others' thoughts within a five-hundred-kilometer radius, and also create illusions and manipulate others' thoughts.
It could be said that no one wanted to stand before Charles; it was as bad as being naked.
With Cerebro on, amplified by this instrument, Professor Charles could theoretically even extinguish the consciousness of all humanity.
Professor Charles was also the key to Utopia's founding, arguably a divine artifact comparable to nuclear weapons for protecting the country.
At the same time, he was the most important safeguard for this Stargate, aside from the Jade-Stone Annihilation Plan.
Relying on the powerful psionic power amplified dozens of times by Cerebro, Professor Charles forcefully pried open the surface consciousness of the Intruder and entered his Mindscape.
However, the Intruder's Mindscape seemed somewhat different from what he had imagined. In a pure white space, Professor Charles pushed his wheelchair forward.
The wheelchair rolled on the ground of the pure white space, making a rumbling sound.
Before Charles's eyes, an upward passage appeared, from which dazzling radiance shone into this consciousness space.
Charles could feel that the massive, slumbering consciousness he had detected was coming from this passage.
Unable to suppress his curiosity, Charles pushed open this portal. Behind the passage was a staircase seemingly cast from white jade, extending all the way to the end of the clouds.
Professor Charles's consciousness body pushed the wheelchair along the pure white passage, moving forward, exploring the deepest secrets of the Intruder's consciousness. What Professor Charles didn't notice was that as he went deeper, the illusory white staircase beneath his feet was gradually solidifying...
Going up the white staircase, after an unknown amount of time, a White Holy Mountain appeared before Professor Charles. It was entirely pure white like jade stone, faintly shimmering with metal radiance, solemn, grand, sacred, and majestic.
The entrance to the White Holy Mountain was a magnificent Golden Arches.
Looking up at the Golden Arches, which was a hundred meters high and supported on the backs of six sculptures of twelve-winged angels.
Looking at the dozen or so tall, thin figures floating dozens of meters above the ground around the Golden Arches, white wings gently flapped behind their backs.
Angels with pure white wings soared into the sky accompanied by pleasant hymns, holy light scattering everywhere.
Following Michael's holy soul's consciousness space, and unknowingly arriving at Heaven, located deep within a certain dimension, Professor Charles's consciousness body finally sensed that something was wrong. In Professor Charles's surprised gaze,
A pure white and beautiful holy light suddenly rippled in the Void Space. In that bright holy light, a handsome Angel stood prominently. As his figure slowly descended, his body had transformed into a hundred-meter-tall form, flowing with golden light like a pure gold statue.
A giant golden halo slowly rotated behind him, emitting deafening roars. A pair of huge wings stretched out from behind his shoulders, and strange golden light spots drifted everywhere in the sky.
Six golden light wings, like blades, stretched out straight behind him, extending over a hundred meters long.
Wearing a triple high crown, the golden halo roared, rotating behind his head. Clad in a solemn white robe, he held a golden horn in his left hand, upon which dozens of tiny, bare-rear angels faintly circled. The wings behind this Angel emitted blinding white light that could not be looked at directly.
His voice had a magical power, as if amplified by hundreds of large loudspeakers, echoing in Professor Charles's ears.
"Humanity, welcome to Heaven!"
Before Gabriel's words finished, holy light rose around Professor Charles.
Angels with six pairs of large white wings on their backs stood in the holy light, surrounding Professor Charles.
Professor Charles looked at the White Holy Mountain before him, then glanced around, looking at the handsome Angels, and his tone immediately became somewhat dry.
"Heaven? Did I die!"
Gabriel smiled at Professor Charles and shook his head: "The souls of those who believe in the Lord will return to Heaven after death and receive salvation!"
"But you are different. I don't think even Michael would have expected someone to be able to reach Heaven through the consciousness passage left by his holy descent. This is something no one has been able to do, even throughout the long years of Heaven!"
"Your strength is very strong. I think the Lord wouldn't mind having one more powerful warrior!"
"So, that wasn't some false god, but the Archangel Michael!" Professor Charles said with a wry smile, "Could the charm of that Cosmic Cube really be so great that even you legendary Angels are tempted by it?"
"Cosmic Cube?" Gabriel's tone carried a hint of doubt, but he didn't ask further.
The matters of Lost Heavenly Mountain were entrusted to Michael by the Lord, and it was not his responsibility.
However, Gabriel was quite interested in receiving a powerful soul that needed salvation.
"It seems I've become a smuggler! I wonder if there's an extradition treaty between Heaven and Earth. If there is, I don't mind being repatriated to Earth!"
Charles looked around, his fingers stroking the armrest of the wheelchair. Beneath his bald head, his kind face maintained a smile, but a hint of gloom flashed in his eyes.
An Angel, an Angel who stole the Cosmic Cube, human property, didn't seem like a good path. He half-jokingly told Gabriel that he had no intention of going to Heaven.
At the same time, he keenly noticed the staircase passage he had used to arrive.
Without waiting for Gabriel's reply, Charles suddenly stood up, his figure darting towards the staircase he had come from with agile speed.
"The Lord is the only God. Even infidels will be forgiven. I see sin in you. I think you need to repent and make atonement on Paradise Mountain!"
Gabriel watched Professor Charles attempting to escape down from Heaven, his wings spreading behind him, endless holy light shining in the Void Space.
Hundreds of Angels pursued Professor Charles, quickly blocking his path.
However, Professor Charles placed his fingers on his temple, and a powerful, invisible psionic fluctuation instantly swept outwards. Large swathes of Angels blocking his path immediately collapsed to the ground.
Some Angels were even controlled by his psionic energy, swinging the longswords in their hands and slashing at their companions.
Chapter 281: Heaven, The Cake
He could read others' thoughts and memories without physical contact, read others' thoughts within a five-hundred-kilometer radius, and also create illusions and manipulate others' thoughts.
It could be said that no one wanted to stand before Charles; it was as bad as being naked.
With Cerebro on, amplified by this instrument, Professor Charles could theoretically even extinguish the consciousness of all humanity.
Professor Charles was also the key to Utopia's founding, arguably a divine artifact comparable to nuclear weapons for protecting the country.
At the same time, he was the most important safeguard for this Stargate, aside from the Jade-Stone Annihilation Plan.
Relying on the powerful psionic power amplified dozens of times by Cerebro, Professor Charles forcefully pried open the surface consciousness of the Intruder and entered his Mindscape.
However, the Intruder's Mindscape seemed somewhat different from what he had imagined. In a pure white space, Professor Charles pushed his wheelchair forward.
The wheelchair rolled on the ground of the pure white space, making a rumbling sound.
Before Charles's eyes, an upward passage appeared, from which dazzling radiance shone into this consciousness space.
Charles could feel that the massive, slumbering consciousness he had detected was coming from this passage.
Unable to suppress his curiosity, Charles pushed open this portal. Behind the passage was a staircase seemingly cast from white jade, extending all the way to the end of the clouds.
Professor Charles's consciousness body pushed the wheelchair along the pure white passage, moving forward, exploring the deepest secrets of the Intruder's consciousness. What Professor Charles didn't notice was that as he went deeper, the illusory white staircase beneath his feet was gradually solidifying...
Going up the white staircase, after an unknown amount of time, a White Holy Mountain appeared before Professor Charles. It was entirely pure white like jade stone, faintly shimmering with metal radiance, solemn, grand, sacred, and majestic.
The entrance to the White Holy Mountain was a magnificent Golden Arches.
Looking up at the Golden Arches, which was a hundred meters high and supported on the backs of six sculptures of twelve-winged angels.
Looking at the dozen or so tall, thin figures floating dozens of meters above the ground around the Golden Arches, white wings gently flapped behind their backs.
Angels with pure white wings soared into the sky accompanied by pleasant hymns, holy light scattering everywhere.
Following Michael's holy soul's consciousness space, and unknowingly arriving at Heaven, located deep within a certain dimension, Professor Charles's consciousness body finally sensed that something was wrong. In Professor Charles's surprised gaze,
A pure white and beautiful holy light suddenly rippled in the Void Space. In that bright holy light, a handsome Angel stood prominently. As his figure slowly descended, his body had transformed into a hundred-meter-tall form, flowing with golden light like a pure gold statue.
A giant golden halo slowly rotated behind him, emitting deafening roars. A pair of huge wings stretched out from behind his shoulders, and strange golden light spots drifted everywhere in the sky.
Six golden light wings, like blades, stretched out straight behind him, extending over a hundred meters long.
Wearing a triple high crown, the golden halo roared, rotating behind his head. Clad in a solemn white robe, he held a golden horn in his left hand, upon which dozens of tiny, bare-rear angels faintly circled. The wings behind this Angel emitted blinding white light that could not be looked at directly.
His voice had a magical power, as if amplified by hundreds of large loudspeakers, echoing in Professor Charles's ears.
"Humanity, welcome to Heaven!"
Before Gabriel's words finished, holy light rose around Professor Charles.
Angels with six pairs of large white wings on their backs stood in the holy light, surrounding Professor Charles.
Professor Charles looked at the White Holy Mountain before him, then glanced around, looking at the handsome Angels, and his tone immediately became somewhat dry.
"Heaven? Did I die!"
Gabriel smiled at Professor Charles and shook his head: "The souls of those who believe in the Lord will return to Heaven after death and receive salvation!"
"But you are different. I don't think even Michael would have expected someone to be able to reach Heaven through the consciousness passage left by his holy descent. This is something no one has been able to do, even throughout the long years of Heaven!"
"Your strength is very strong. I think the Lord wouldn't mind having one more powerful warrior!"
"So, that wasn't some false god, but the Archangel Michael!" Professor Charles said with a wry smile, "Could the charm of that Cosmic Cube really be so great that even you legendary Angels are tempted by it?"
"Cosmic Cube?" Gabriel's tone carried a hint of doubt, but he didn't ask further.
The matters of Lost Heavenly Mountain were entrusted to Michael by the Lord, and it was not his responsibility.
However, Gabriel was quite interested in receiving a powerful soul that needed salvation.
"It seems I've become a smuggler! I wonder if there's an extradition treaty between Heaven and Earth. If there is, I don't mind being repatriated to Earth!"
Charles looked around, his fingers stroking the armrest of the wheelchair. Beneath his bald head, his kind face maintained a smile, but a hint of gloom flashed in his eyes.
An Angel, an Angel who stole the Cosmic Cube, human property, didn't seem like a good path. He half-jokingly told Gabriel that he had no intention of going to Heaven.
At the same time, he keenly noticed the staircase passage he had used to arrive.
Without waiting for Gabriel's reply, Charles suddenly stood up, his figure darting towards the staircase he had come from with agile speed.
"The Lord is the only God. Even infidels will be forgiven. I see sin in you. I think you need to repent and make atonement on Paradise Mountain!"
Gabriel watched Professor Charles attempting to escape down from Heaven, his wings spreading behind him, endless holy light shining in the Void Space.
Hundreds of Angels pursued Professor Charles, quickly blocking his path.
However, Professor Charles placed his fingers on his temple, and a powerful, invisible psionic fluctuation instantly swept outwards. Large swathes of Angels blocking his path immediately collapsed to the ground.
Some Angels were even controlled by his psionic energy, swinging the longswords in their hands and slashing at their companions.
