On Paradise Island...

Another seven days passed in the blink of an eye.

After the lightning baptism of the Poison Witch God's curse, the entire Paradise Island was now in a state of disrepair. There were large craters that had been blasted out by the lightning earlier, making it look extremely pathetic.

Many angels were helping to rebuild Paradise Island.

At once, all sorts of ping-pong sounds came from every corner of Paradise Island.

Davis was holding a basket of fruits in one of his hands.

With his right hand, he was flipping through an ancient book.

As he read, he walked on the small paths of Paradise Island.

Soon, he arrived at his destination.

Paradise Island recuperation center.

Angelina was recuperating here.

A few days ago, Angelina was worried about Davis' safety and did not enter the teleportation array released by Michael's archangels. Perhaps it was because her strength was too weak and hence was not sensed under the bombardment of the Poison Witch God's curse, thus she miraculously survived.

Although she did not lose her life, due to the aftermath of the Poison Witch God's curse, Angelina still suffered a lot of damage.

Even though Gabriel had personally sent some divine power to Angelina, it was useless.

The damage that Angelina suffered was slight, but the scope of the injury was very wide. Almost her entire body had suffered a lot of damage.

According to Gabriel, Angelina was so injured that she actually had the time to worry about Davis. He really could not understand what Angelina was thinking.

It was Davis who blamed himself for this.

After all, the Poison Witch God's curse was triggered by him. Moreover, he did not sense Angelina's existence the moment he came out of seclusion. Subconsciously, he thought that Angelina had already left Paradise Island with everyone.

After all, although Davis' strength had already reached the first level of the main angel, the range that the holy power could detect was only five to six kilometers.

Although Paradise Island was called an island, it was an existence comparable to the demon world. It was extremely vast.

To be able to instantly sense the entire Paradise Island with holy power, Davis had to at least reach the level of a primary angel.

Davis knocked on the door.

The wind chimes were blown by the wind, and a clear sound rang out.

"Please come in."

Angelina's voice came from inside the room.

There seemed to be some cowardice in her voice. Perhaps she had suffered some psychological trauma under the curse of the Poison Witch God.

"It's me, Davis."

Davis pushed open the door and said.

To Angelina, Davis had always regarded her as his world's foster mother.

To take care of her, Angelina could be said to be meticulous.

"Davis."

"How are you feeling, Angie? Are you feeling better?"

Davis peeled an apple for Angelina and handed it to her.

"I've almost recovered, but the doctor still won't allow me to go back to the library.

"There's nothing wrong with my body, and the library doesn't require much physical strength. Why won't the doctor let me go back?"

Angelina said softly, her voice carrying a hint of complaint.

"Since the doctor said so, then you should rest well. Don't you still have me at the library?"

Davis said.

"But now that you're here, isn't the library in an unguarded state?"

Angelina glanced at Davis.

Hearing this, Davis could not help but be stunned.

What Angelina said was very reasonable, as if he had no way to refute it.

"Hurry up and go back to managing the library. If no one manages it, the library will soon become a mess.

"At that time, it will take a lot of effort to reorganize it."

Angelina said.

...

At the same time, thousands of miles high in the sky in the Angel Temple, an angel meeting was being held.

Gabriel, Michael, and the other three sat on their thrones, while dozens of cherubim and other angels sat below the stage.

"The combat strength of our Paradise Island is still too weak.

"Although our Paradise Island has always advocated peace and doesn't expand to the outside world, the events that happened these days have truly told us that even if we don't expand to the outside world, we still need to have the ability to protect ourselves."

Gabriel said slowly.

His words were acknowledged by many angels.

These past few days, more strange things had happened than the previous few thousand years combined.

The destruction of the holy tree, the attack of the monster, Typhon, the curse of the Poison Witch God...

There were too many of them.

As a result, the current Paradise Island was filled with a very bad atmosphere.

Angels were supposed to be always peaceful.

However, now, they had to worry about small things all day long. This was not what everyone expected.

"Gabriel, it's rare that my opinion is the same as yours."

Michael said with a smile.

At this moment, Michael's face flashed with an unhealthy paleness. It was obvious that he had suffered a serious injury from resisting the Poison Witch God's curse.

Previously, Davis was able to break the Poison Witch God's curse that even the four seraphim could not handle with a single spear. The main reason was because of the bloodline suppression in his body.

Compared to the humanoid monster, Typhon, from last time, it was clear that this time, dealing with the large dark clouds in the sky made Davis even more relaxed.

He did not even breathe heavily. He only used up most of his divine power and the power of chaos.

Michael continued Gabriel's words.

"Not only that, everyone now knows that we have a powerful existence hiding on the island.

"How strong is he? We have no idea what his true face is.

"But at least one thing is certain. That mysterious existence can easily defeat the human-shaped monster, Typhon, and easily destroy the Poison Witch God's curse.

"Although I don't want to admit it, his strength has completely surpassed the combined strength of the four archangels."

Hearing what Michael said, there was an uproar below the stage.

"Lord Michael, are you saying that even if you join hands with the other three archangels, you are still not a match for that mysterious existence?"

"How is that possible? This is really beyond our expectations!"

"Even the twelve demon gods of the demon world would not possess such powerful strength, right?"

Michael's right hand pressed down slightly, indicating for everyone to be quiet.

Very quickly, the Divine Hall returned to its initial silence.

"There is one more thing that I must explain clearly to everyone.

"According to my observations, that mysterious existence's strength has been continuously increasing until now.

"I have an unrealistic guess.

"Is it possible that the curse of Typhon and the Poison Witch God was caused by that mysterious existence?"