It seemed as if God had sensed Felix's prayers, and He truly sent down an angel. However, God, in His habitual playful mood, wouldn't let Felix's wishes be completely fulfilled; He sent down His own headache, a 'little troublemaker'...

As time passed, the white light from the Holy Cross Summoning began to fade, and a 'beauty' about two meters tall with wings spanning six meters appeared before Felix's eyes. It's important to note that angels typically range from three to five meters in height, with pureblooded demons being taller, some even surpassing ten meters.

Though Felix couldn't guess the precise proportions of certain angelic parts, for some reason, a shadow of sadness lingered in his heart. But he quickly let it go, knowing that height proved nothing and that he still had plenty of room to grow...

The angel who answered Felix's call and descended to the material plane was extraordinarily beautiful, with a face so delicate it was moving, curves so sensual they would make a succubus blush, and legs, longer than any other creature's, hidden under a snow-white ceremonial robe. If it weren't for the pair of white wings on her back and the pure white robe, she would be the devil in the flesh!

No matter how beautiful or breathtaking the angel before him was, Felix felt a chill in his heart the moment he saw her.

He had intended to summon Valiant Spirits, specifically the combat-ready Power Angels! But this little angel, dressed in a pure white ceremonial robe and holding a scepter set with unknown purple crystals, was clearly a priestly figure serving the deities.

In Heaven, angels have their duties; apart from the Power Angels who manage combat, there are Wisdom Angels who convey divine will and a particular type of unsightly spirit known as Nocturnal Deities that patrol the planes.

Felix knew little of Heaven's hierarchy, but this little angel before him was clearly not one of the legendary Wisdom Angels, for they are mighty beings with four to six wings. Apparently, God played a joke on him, sending an unknown servant-type angel.

Once an angel responds to a summoner's call, other angels automatically withdraw from competing for that position. In short, Felix's summoning was tragically unsuccessful!

If he was willing to sign a contract with this supporting angel, then it wouldn't be considered a failure. But by doing so, it would mean giving up the chance to bond with a combat-ready angel, as the weak Felix could only support one angelic contract.

Felix gazed at the stunningly beautiful angel before him, his heart wavering in hesitation.

If he interrupted the Holy Cross Summoning now, the ritual would cease, and the angel crossing the planes would return to Heaven. Without a true descent, no contract would be formed. Even if this attempt failed, he would have a second chance to summon, but signing a soul contract with a supporting angel clearly couldn't satisfy Felix, beautiful as she appeared.

But then, Felix considered the pile of diamonds worth two hundred thousand Caesar coins—it was all he had. If he broke the summoning now, at least seventy percent of the diamonds would be shattered. He wouldn't be able to amass such a fortune for another summoning any time soon.

Felix was torn with indecision.

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Just as he was undecided, a sweet voice entered his mind.

"Little guy, if you dare interrupt the summoning, I'll call my sisters to gangrape you!"

Felix was taken aback, his expression frozen in shock!

The Holy Cross Summoning ritual was halfway done. The Descend ritual consists of two processes: the "Soul Arrival" and the "Physical Arrival." At this point, only the "Soul Arrival" had been completed, which is akin to a three-dimensional projection. The soul projection of the angel before him was ethereal, flickering with ripples like the surface of water disturbed by the fluctuations of holy light energy.

However, at this moment, the angel's soul projection opened her eyes. Under her long lashes, a pair of pale blue eyes, bright as stars, stared intently at Felix, as if daring him to interrupt the ritual with a look that spelled desperate defiance.

A traveler from another world?!

That was the first thought that came to Felix upon realizing it. If there was such a thing as interdimensional travel, it wouldn't be unique. If the angel before him truly was such a traveler, he should perhaps stop the summoning immediately!

In Felix's world, with its countless grafted planes, the presence of travelers from other spaces or even from Earth was not surprising. The mysterious Gamma Master and Lady Ireland breaking through the spatial barriers to other planes was essentially no different from interdimensional travel.

Yet, Felix inexplicably wanted to continue the ritual. Perhaps because she was a beautiful female, or because she posed no threat to him. Preserving his soul's rebirth and accepting the baptism of this world, he was almost indistinguishable from the native inhabitants of the material plane.

If this angel was indeed a traveler, then perhaps he could unravel the mysteries of "space" from her—a power to rival the gods!

Felix craved power!!!

...

The ritual continued.

After completing the "Arrival Ritual," the mysterious angel, whom Felix suspected to be a traveler, stepped out of the summoning star array, defying magical laws by manifesting physically on Felix's material plane!

The mystery of "space"!

Felix's pupils contracted sharply!

The initial summoning was merely an opportunity. The summoned beings could not leave the magic circle until a contract was signed, allowing them to stay on the material plane for a while during a summoning. Once the magic power was exhausted, the summoned beings would return to their original space!

But this angel sister, without signing a contract, stepped right out of the magic circle. This meant she was not summoned but had descended directly through the spatial channel opened by Felix's ritual onto his material plane!

The angel who truly Descended to this plane first stretched languorously, her ample bosom threatening to burst from her clothes. With the sparkling curiosity of a child, she surveyed the ornaments of the prayer room before her gaze fell on the innocent nuns, tired and fervent, praying devoutly on the ground.

She glanced at their “modest chests” and then, supporting her own ample bosom, she smirked disdainfully with a proudly coy smile.

As if remembering something amusing, the mischievous angel pressed her hand to Felix's forehead. With a pang of pain, a wing-like stigmata was branded onto his skin.

"At last, it's done! My cute little fellow. From today on, you're mine exclusively."

The angel, who bound Felix with an overpowering contract, chuckled mischievously and planted a kiss on Felix's strikingly handsome face, her breasts quivering slightly.

The angel, with a sly grin, studied Felix with bright, curious eyes, her hands playfully pinching and poking at him.

Poor Felix, drained of magic, had no strength left to resist, not even to lift a hand, and could only glare to express his discontent.

"Angel Sister? That’s quite a nice title. I'm Angela, got it?"

The mysterious angel, as if reading Felix's mind, giggled and embraced him tightly, her white wings lifting his slender figure and pressing him against her full chest.

"Giggle! Finally out of the old guy's clutches! No more listening to Gabriel's nagging! 'Don't do this, can't do that!' Screw the angelic image! I'm finally free!"

With another wicked smile, Angela pressed her lips to Felix's forehead once more, laughing softly, "My adorable little guy. I just adore you!"

...

Softness, astonishing elasticity, and a suffocating sensation...

These were Felix's only impressions before he succumbed to dizziness.

At that moment, Felix longed for the gentleness of Lady Ireland…