Unknown Figure At the Statue

At this moment, all the angels in the square were in deep shock and joy.

As pairs of wings were born, even if the Archangel Marina didn't say anything, everyone knew that from today onwards, the curse that had plagued the angel race for millions of years was broken.

After the promotion was completed, all the angels present focused their gazes on Ian.

If not for the descent of the Holy Son, who knew how long this curse would have troubled the angel race.

In fact, if the Holy Son had appeared a few years later, the angel race might have already perished.

Therefore, the angels were not only grateful that Ian had broken the curse for them, but they were also grateful that Ian had appeared and allowed the angel race to continue.

Even Marlena knelt down piously.

She had stood up just now to accept Ian.

However, after recovering from her shock, Marlena raised Ian high above her head again and knelt on the ground.

Ian had just descended and completed the miracle of saving the fate of the angel race.

Just based on this point alone, even if Ian was not the Holy Son, he was still worthy of the admiration of the entire angel race.

After the worship, Marlena held Ian in her arms and walked down the steps as before the ceremony began. She walked past every angel.

During the process, Marlena said loudly.

"Let us be grateful for the protection of the Supreme Angel!

It was his decree that allowed the Holy Son to descend to the Heaven Realm at the most critical moment of our race.

Let us thank the Holy Son for his spiritual energy!

He was the one who broke the million-year curse of the angels.

From now on, the curse above our heads will be dispelled, divine power will once again favor us, and our race will walk towards prosperity!"

"We pay our respects to the Holy Son!"

Marlena's voice was like the evening drum and morning bell, reaching the ears of every angel present.

The angels had personally witnessed the mighty power of the Holy Son and truly felt the transformation that the Holy Son had brought to the entire race.

Therefore, at this moment, their worship for Ian came from the bottom of their hearts.

However, Ian was a "outsider".

Who am I?

Where am I?

What happened here?

Why do all these angel sisters worship me?

Although Ian knew that the light just now came from his body, he had no idea why he was glowing!

If he could obtain the worship of angels by glowing, then he might as well light a few light bulbs on himself in his previous life.

With doubts, Ian began to sort out some of his conjectures.

He roughly knew that the angels worshiped him because of his identity as the Holy Son.

The shroud of holy light just now, as well as the inexplicable power he brought with him, indicated a problem—he was really the Holy Son of the angel race!

Thinking of this, Ian was slightly stunned.

Seriously?

Did he really transmigrate here casually and become the Holy Son of the angel race?

It wasn't that Ian couldn't accept this identity, but in his opinion, even if the Holy Son of the Angel Race wasn't an angel, he should be a living being of the Heaven Realm.

Before he transmigrated, he was just a mortal. When did he have anything to do with "holy"?

Or perhaps…

What kind of intrinsic relationship did he have with the angel race?

On the Pantheon Continent, be it the Heaven Realm, the Human Realm, or the Devil Realm, there was indeed a saying of reincarnation.

This was because many gods and devils, as well as creatures of other races, would always be unwilling to end their lives just like that when faced with life and death. Therefore, they would use some spells or incantations to entrust their souls to new bodies.

However, this kind of sustenance was actually not stable. In short, even gods could turn into demons, and demons could also reincarnate into humans.

This kind of reincarnation was actually meaningless because after being reborn, the original soul and memories would be swallowed by the new body. In other words, even if the reincarnation was successful, they could only start from scratch.

However, this did not mean that the reincarnated person would not carry some origins from his previous life.

Ian didn't know the specifics. After all, he was a mortal and didn't know that all gods and devils had magical powers and methods.

However, the doubts in his heart made him very curious.

After some thought, Ian decided to ask the strange voice in his body.

Ever since he came into contact with the angels, the voice had suddenly appeared and given him considerable rewards. Perhaps it could answer all of this for him.

Thus, Ian began to ask in his heart.

"What is my relationship with the angel race? Why can I increase the angel's strength?"

A thought flashed through Ian's mind, and the voice sounded.

However, it did not answer Ian's first question. It only replied, "As long as the host interacts with the angel, you can obtain random attribute skills and strength.

At the same time, the host will feed its power back to the angels to help them improve."

"Hey, what about the last question!"

Ian wanted to ask more, but the voice had already fallen silent.

"Fine. If you don't want to tell me, then don't. One day I'm going to have to find out for myself."

Ian was a little disappointed. He didn't get the answer he wanted.

But at least he knew the reason for the current situation.

It turned out that the reason why the angels' strength increased so much was not because he had given them any blessings, but because after the cheat code rewarded him, it also rewarded the angels.

This power exchange is actually similar to a trade.

He gets rewards from angels, and angels can make breakthroughs from him.

Previously, he was alone with Karris, so when Ian received the reward, Karris also received an upgrade.

This interaction concerned the entire angel race, so hundreds of living beings of the angel race benefited.

After understanding this, Ian was relieved.

Otherwise, he would be quite embarrassed to accept the worship of angels for no reason.

At this moment, Marlena had already begun to remind everyone.

"Everyone, remember, I've said before that the existence of the Holy Son must not be leaked. Otherwise, once we are targeted by a race that covets us, it will definitely be detrimental to the Holy Son.

Therefore, you have to keep today's matter to yourself when you return. If anyone leaks the news of the Holy Son, I will punish them severely for defecting!"

"Yes!"

Hundreds of angels echoed in unison, their expressions abnormally serious.

Everyone understood that the Holy Son was the only hope for the Angel Race to rise.

Once those bastards who coveted the angel race found out about this, they would definitely think of ways to kill the Holy Son and continue to suppress the angel race.

Perhaps the 12 Main Gods would also use their power to obstruct him, so this matter could not be leaked at all.

Ian could not help but nod.

"Yes, Sister Marlena is still very smart.

As long as the news is not leaked, I can stay in the angel race in peace and freeload!"

However, just as Ian was in a good mood, he suddenly noticed that a figure seemed to have appeared near the statue of the eighteen-winged angel in front of him!

"What the hell?"

Ian's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly focused his gaze again.

However, this time, the figure disappeared again, leaving only the huge statue standing there.