# Chapter 297: Battle of Heaven
On the Outskirts of Detroit, on the Interstate Highway, a silver-gray vintage Mercedes-Benz AMG Vision Gran Turismo was parked by the Roadside. A middle-aged man with a mustache, wearing a gray suit, stepped out from the gull-wing door and adjusted the sunglasses on his face.
Under the sunlight, the sunglass lenses faintly showed green digital streams flowing.
"J.A.R.V.I.S., search all nearby surveillance networks!" Tony Stark, who had rushed here immediately after Winter Soldier Bucky lost contact, frowned as he looked at the surroundings and commanded.
"Sir, there are a total of thirty-four cameras nearby. All have been retrieved. Here is the video data!"
As J.A.R.V.I.S.'s voice sounded in the micro-headset in the sunglasses frame, Tony Stark's sunglass lenses projected segments of surveillance video onto his retina.
Tony Stark turned back into the car, using the smart sunglasses as a projector to check the surveillance videos from one hour before and after Bucky's location signal disappeared.
Some of these videos were from cameras installed by the Detroit City Government at intersections, but more were private cameras installed by shops and Motels. The image quality wasn't high.
The surveillance cameras at the intersections were missing, and most of them were broken.
Tony Stark had anticipated this.
After all, the Detroit City Government was just for show. This was a consensus in the hearts of many Detroit residents. Relying on them to get things done was less reliable than hoping the Detroit Gang would reform themselves.
Flipping through the few available video data, Tony Stark quickly captured Bucky's whereabouts under a camera at a Motel near the Interstate Highway.
An old Ford car driving fast; the surveillance captured half of Bucky's face.
Based on the trajectory of the car Bucky was driving, J.A.R.V.I.S. sequentially retrieved as many cameras along the route as possible. Finally, the camera footage stopped in a thick mist where one couldn't see their hand in front of their face.
"J.A.R.V.I.S., retrieve all surveillance cameras in this thick mist area!"
"Yes! Sir!"
"Mr. Stark, the thick mist covers a radius of five kilometers. A total of seven cameras have been found, and access permissions for these cameras have been cracked for you!"
Thick mist, thick mist, still thick mist where one couldn't see their hand in front of their face! Tony Stark impatiently took off his sunglasses. Three of the seven cameras J.A.R.V.I.S. retrieved were broken, and the remaining four all captured nothing but thick white mist where one couldn't see their hand in front of their face.
"J.A.R.V.I.S., centered on the thick mist, retrieve and screen vehicles entering and exiting this foggy area! The Winter Soldier disappeared in the early morning. There shouldn't be many vehicles passing through this area during this time! Screen all suspicious targets!"
Tony Stark, feeling somewhat depressed, took a can of beer from the small refrigerator and gulped down half of it! He had a premonition that the Winter Soldier was dead!
He couldn't tell if his mood was good or bad. The Winter Soldier was his father's killer; he should be happy that he was dead! However, the Winter Soldier, in a sense, was also his Comrade-in-arms.
Captain died, Natasha Romanoff died, Hawkeye died, and now even the Winter Soldier was dead! A strange sense of loneliness arose in Iron Man's heart!
"Sir! All surveillance cameras near the thick mist area have been checked. Except for a garbage truck in the early morning, no vehicle has been found to have appeared in the thick mist area!"
"Garbage truck?" Tony finished the rest of the beer in one gulp and casually threw the beer can out of the car! "Check all the data on that garbage truck, as well as its registered company, and search for the driving trajectory of this garbage truck along the route..."
Hearing that a garbage truck had appeared where the Winter Soldier disappeared, Tony Stark immediately perked up. He quickly instructed J.A.R.V.I.S. to conduct a check!
The powerful Artificial Intelligence J.A.R.V.I.S. quickly locked onto the registered company of this garbage truck based on its license plate number.
This garbage truck originally belonged to the Detroit municipal agency, but later the Detroit City Government outsourced the sanitation work in Detroit.
Currently, this garbage truck belongs to the Detroit Environmental Recycling Company. Like the Federal Waste Management Company, one of the Fortune 500 companies, this environmental recycling company also mainly deals with garbage collection and recycling.
This company contracted most of the garbage recycling business in Detroit. In Detroit, even the Federal Waste Management Company couldn't get a foothold in this industry.
It wasn't because the Detroit Environmental Recycling Company's business was outstanding. J.A.R.V.I.S. found that the president of this environmental recycling company was the brother-in-law of the Mayor of Detroit.
Personal connections are applicable in any country!
"It seems I need to visit this environmental company and pay a visit to the Mayor's brother-in-law. J.A.R.V.I.S., navigate to the Detroit Environmental Recycling Company!"
Tony Stark put his sunglasses back on, the gull-wing door slowly closed, and as he stomped on the accelerator, the huge roar instantly attracted the attention of many passing vehicles.
This included a police car parked not far away by the Roadside.
Two obese White Police Officers had been watching the movements of this super sports car since the beer can was thrown from the gull-wing door.
Seeing the sports car start, the two looked at each other. The Police Officer who was driving stepped on the accelerator, and the police car, which had been parked in place without turning off the engine, immediately shot out in front of the sports car, blocking it.
Clang!
The two Police Officers slammed their doors shut and walked towards Tony Stark's Mercedes-Benz sports car. The fat Police Officer in the front passenger seat was holding a cup of iced coffee in his hand.
"Hey, sir, we suspect you're drunk driving. Please show us your driver's license. Also, we need you to take a breathalyzer test. Please step out of the car!"
The leading Police Officer leaned down and knocked on the Mercedes-Benz car window. The window lowered, and Tony Stark took off his sunglasses.
"Tony Stark, oh, my God!"
"God! It's Iron Man!"
"Sorry, I didn't know it was you, Mr. Stark. You're my idol. My son admires you very much. He specifically bought your action figure online!"
When Tony Stark revealed his face, which was known to almost everyone in the entire Federation, the two fat Police Officers' official attitude immediately changed. One of the Police Officers even took out his mobile phone to take a photo with Tony Stark.
Tony Stark could only force a smile and took a photo with the two of them. Only then, under the enthusiastic gazes of the two Police Officers, did he get back in the car and leave.
As for the smell of alcohol Tony Stark carried while speaking, the two Police Officers simply chose to willfully ignore it.
"Vroom vroom vroom vroom—"
The high-horsepower Mercedes-Benz AMG Vision Gran Turismo vintage sports car drove on the Interstate Highway. Tony Stark held the steering wheel with one hand, and an audio recording was playing in real-time inside the sports car.
"Someone did appear in that place, but you didn't tell us that the person who appeared was Iron Man. We've already reported to our Director, and he told me to tell Tremaine that our Police Station will not participate in this matter!"
"Damn it, that's Iron Man! Who do you think you are? Those Supervillains, or those Aliens—you're just a bunch of armed gangsters!"
"We are Police Officers, that's right, but that guy has Stark Industries standing behind him. He's a rich man. You should know the status and connections of these rich people in the Federation!"
"Alright! Shut up. Quickly tell your Leader to wipe his own rear, or we'll send in the SWAT Team to wipe it clean for him. This isn't a threat, you'd best relay this message to Tremaine exactly as I said it!"
Listening to the phone call made by the two crooked Police Officers, Tony Stark showed an unsurprised expression. He had felt something was off just now.
He had never been stopped when driving out in the luxury cars from his garage. Generally speaking, unless the driver of such a super luxury car was a Black Person, ordinary Police Officers wouldn't ask for trouble.
After all, provoking rich people in the Federation means being prepared for retaliation. Just like Tony Stark, he has the entire Ministry of Justice of Stark Industries serving him.
Even if he was drunk driving, his legal team would have many ways to clear him completely in the Court of Law.
Moreover, the location where the two Police Officers appeared was too coincidental!
"J.A.R.V.I.S.!"
"Sir! Signal source located! It's in a Community in the Detroit City District!"
"Then go straight there, navigation map! Damn guy, 'rich man', what an unpleasant appellation. I really thought I met a fan. But, J.A.R.V.I.S., your nanometer eavesdropping device's audio reception quality is pretty good!"
"Thank you! It is my honor to serve you!" J.A.R.V.I.S.'s voice was still steady, just like the old Butler named J.A.R.V.I.S. in Tony's childhood home.
While our Iron Man was busy investigating the truth behind the Winter Soldier's disappearance on Earth, on the Nine Realms battlefield, perhaps it was an illusion, but Heaven's Gate seemed to have expanded by several circles, and the number of Angels and Archangels appearing on the Battlefield through Heaven's Gate was countless!
Below Heaven's Gate, Gabriel stood side by side with an Angel holding a harp. Both of their complexions were not good.
On the Nine Realms battlefield not far away, a long-haired woman wearing dark green battlegear floated in the center of the Battlefield. Crouching at her feet was a demonic wolf that was dozens of meters tall even while crawling. With a roar from the demonic wolf, countless Spirits of the Dead who had died in battle on the entire Nine Realms battlefield were awakened, wielding their weapons and rejoining the battle.
Hela truly deserved to be the Goddess of Death (Hela) whom even Odin feared. Under the summons of her Death Divine Power, hundreds of thousands of Asgardian undead warriors, plus the hundreds of thousands of awakened Spirits of the Dead from the Nine Realms battlefield, nearly a million undead soldiers, instantly turned the tide of the Nine Realms battlefield.
"Goddess of Death Hela, is Odin crazy? How did he let her out!?"
Standing beside Gabriel was Uriel, who was also one of the four great Archangels.
He looked at the woman with long hair fluttering on the Battlefield, enjoying war and death to her heart's content, and said to Gabriel beside him, "If Odin intends to pass the Throne of Asgard to Hela, then there's no need to continue this war!"
Gabriel also frowned tightly. Without Hela, he could have worn down the Nine Realms with the sheer number of the vast Angelic Legion, but with Hela, the Goddess of Death (Hela), the "numbers" on the Nine Realms side suddenly doubled.
She could even, if she wished, use a human wave attack against the Heaven side.
Gabriel's gaze looked at Hela, then at the Three-Headed Dragon-shaped Space Beast rampaging on the Battlefield, and the fat armored figure suspected to be Zeus. For a moment, he hesitated, wondering if they should temporarily withdraw their troops and wait until Odin entered Ragnarök before trying to conquer the Nine Realms again.
A violent vibration, like the earth shaking and the sky trembling, suddenly struck from behind. It felt like when she and Michael were attacked by the technology bombs of those fleets in Knowhere. She subconsciously turned her head and saw that behind her, the Heaven's Gate, towering hundreds, even thousands of miles into Space, had countless cracks appear on it. Then, under her stunned gaze, the giant Heaven's Gate, like white jade and shining with dazzling golden radiance, directly shattered into countless fragments.
"Not good! Something happened in the Heaven Dimension!"
Gabriel and Uriel reacted almost at the same time. Both of them were so anxious they wanted to jump up, as if their rear was on fire, and subconsciously tried to summon Heaven's Gate immediately.
But there was no response.
Rip!
Just as the two were at a loss, a huge axe surrounded by lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder, chopped down towards them!
Thor, who needed larger and wider sizes for his armor, came from another Universe. Stormbreaker in his hand drew in immense thunder, striking directly at Gabriel's face.
Gabriel hastily raised the Horn of the Apocalypse in his hand. Before he could blow it, Stormbreaker chopped down on this Divine Artifact of Heaven with an axe.
Crack!
This Horn of the Apocalypse, made of unknown material, immediately cracked like Heaven's Gate. The lightning carried by Stormbreaker instantly caused Gabriel's entire body to convulse. Uriel, seeing the situation was bad, strummed the harp in his hand, and countless cross-shaped light swords shot towards Thor,
This temporarily forced Thor back.
Uriel looked at the disheveled Gabriel. The Star Harp in his hand swayed, as if the Stars were shaking. Uriel's Star Harp naturally didn't have the ability to shake the Stars, but judging from the strange phenomenon of this Divine Artifact, it was clearly a Divine Artifact no less than the Horn of the Apocalypse.
Countless holy light feathers gathered into a long river of holy light, pressing towards Thor. Thor wielded endless Thunder Power with Stormbreaker in his hand. As the axe swung, the thunder turned into a sea of thunder, and he fought with Uriel.
At this time, Gabriel, who had recovered from Thor's sneak attack, stroked his Horn of the Apocalypse with heartache and anger, and blew this legendary horn that brings about the apocalypse.
"Woo woo—"
The Horn of the Apocalypse had just sounded twice when, beside Gabriel, several Knight phantoms were slowly solidifying from ethereal forms.
White Horseman Pestilence, Red Horseman War, Black Horseman Famine, Gray Horseman Death. Under the Horn of the Apocalypse, the legendary Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, these four killing machines, were about to descend.
Gabriel's wrist, holding the Horn of the Apocalypse, suddenly felt an intense pain. The pain was so severe that she even let go of the Horn of the Apocalypse, allowing it to fall into the Space below.
A black snake, not much thicker than a strand of hair, succeeded with one strike, immediately cast an invisibility spell, and silently approached Uriel, who was playing the zither and fighting with Thor.
Paradise Mountain, its entire body pure white and lustrous like jade, faintly shimmering with metallic radiance, was solemn, grand, sacred, and dignified.
The base of this mountain was tens of thousands of miles in area, and its power was immense. The twisted The Void Space where Tang Song, Ancient One, and Odin were located was the dimensional space that Paradise Mountain itself possessed.
Tang Song, who had transformed into a Four-winged Angel, hovered hundreds of miles high above Paradise Mountain, observing this colossal entity.
Below Tang Song's feet was an area of white Temples. Many halls extended from the foot of the mountain all the way up to here.
If one looked to the left and right sides, such solemn and dignified halls extended continuously in both directions, stretching an unknown distance. Near these halls, which were thousands of meters in area and a hundred meters high, countless Angels were densely packed.
Large numbers of cities, entirely white and about a mile in area, were suspended in the white clouds.
These cities were similar in shape to the Sky Castle, but they were entirely white and forged from a strange material that was somewhere between metal and crystal.
Large groups of Two-winged Angels and Four-winged Angels were densely gathered in these cities, squatting motionless in a strange posture, wrapping their bodies with their wings like birds.
Above several small cities in the distance, more than ten Angels quietly hovered there, carrying five pairs of wings on their backs.
"Compared to Heaven's strength, Asgard is a bit petty!" Tang Song shook his head and landed on the Ground.
Near Paradise Mountain, except for the Archangels with the highest status, no one else could fly. An extremely powerful anti-flight formation was set up here, and everyone could only walk up and down.
Ancient One glanced at Tang Song: "The Aesir's power is not inferior to Heaven's. It's just that Odin is better at hiding his strength. Odin's true power is Valhalla, and the warriors inside are no less powerful than the Angels on Paradise Mountain!"
"Cough cough!" Odin coughed upon hearing this and quietly gave Ancient One a look, clearly wanting her to say less.
Valhalla? Tang Song's gaze flickered. Given his relationship with Hela, he couldn't favor one side over the other in terms of inheritance. Divine power comes first. If Odin really gave all his inheritance to his son, that wouldn't do. He had an obligation to help Hela reclaim her share.
While calculating the matter of contending for the inheritance, Tang Song was hesitating whether to immediately kneel down and call out "Father-in-law".
Suddenly, a pure white and magnificent holy light rippled open in the Void Space. In that bright holy light, an Elder, around a hundred miles high, stood tall.
He wore a triple crown on his head, a solemn and dignified robe, a sash shimmering with golden light draped around his neck, holding a golden orb in his left hand,
with several small Angels faintly circling on it, and a transparent crystal scepter around one hundred eighty miles high in his right hand. The cane head of the scepter was a small Angel, emitting dazzling golden light that was impossible to look at directly.
This giant white-robed Elder had a kind smile on his face.
"Master Ancient One, God King Odin, and this Powerful One, welcome to Paradise Mountain!"
Before his voice fell, streaks of silver light also rose.
Angels with six pairs of huge silver wings growing from their backs stood in the silver light, surrounding Tang Song, Ancient One, and Odin.
Tang Song's Golden Armored Corpse King clone lightly waved his cane, using the Imitate Heaven and Earth Divine Ability. His body expanded calmly to around two hundred miles high, and he said gently to the Elder with a smile, "Coming uninvited is indeed a disturbance! Yahweh? You knew we were coming!"
The Elder smiled. He said softly:
"Tang Song, God Among Men of Earth, successor to the Sorcerer Supreme, the new Guardian of Earth! My Lord, I represent the Omniscient and Omnipotent. Here, nothing can be hidden from me!"
With a light smile, Yahweh said very gently to Ancient One beside him:
"All the pious prayers from my followers, I can hear clearly! Master Ancient One, you violated the original contract."
Yahweh lowered his head and looked at Ancient One: "According to the agreement, the faith of mortals on Earth is free, and you have no right to interfere. Those who believe in me are my lambs!"
Ancient One frowned: "Yahweh, using the concept of Hell to intimidate mortals, making them believe in you, and luring the Demons from the Hell Dimension to Earth. I am very willing to abide by the contract, but first, you must abide by the contract!"
"Are you referring to Lucifer? His fall to Hell was not my idea!" Yahweh smiled. Nearly thirty million Angels with silver two, four, and six wings on their backs all loudly praised the holy name of Almighty God.
Tang Song's Divine Sense swept over these nearly ten million Angels. Among them, only about three million Angels had their own souls; the rest were all puppets in Angel form.
However, in terms of spectacle, Heaven is indeed more suitable for developing followers. Their grandeur and spectacle are truly captivating.
And this number... they had clearly dispatched nearly a hundred million Angelic Legion, yet there were still so many here, and this seemed to be only a part of them.
Fortunately, Master Ancient One and he had joined forces to temporarily seal the Space Gates near the Nine Realms, preventing the two great Archangels and those Angels on the Nine Realms battlefield from returning to reinforce. Otherwise, it would truly be a bit troublesome! Tang Song smiled and released his Magic Power fluctuations, instantly attracting the attention of Yahweh and tens of millions of Angels. All the Angels looked towards Tang Song.
This God was just playing the same game that Buddhism left behind back then. To make mortals believe in Buddhism, one needed to make mortals understand fear, which is why the eighteen layers of Hell were born from the mouths of Buddhists. Only those who believe in Buddhism can transcend and enjoy blessings in the next life.
It was exactly the same as the so-called going to Heaven. First, show you Hell. Believe it or not? If you don't believe, you'll go to Hell.
Those who play with religion have dirty hearts.
Tang Song was too lazy to talk nonsense with Yahweh anymore. After taking down Heaven, there was the next one.
"All hands reaching towards Earth, whether they are God, Demon, or those messy Evil God, if one reaches out, I'll chop it off. I'm taking the faith on Earth! Yahweh, are you for it or against it!"
Yahweh's complexion darkened. Unlike other Divine Pantheon, in his Divine Pantheon, he was the only God.
Never had anyone dared to defy his will.
He looked at Tang Song and said in a deep voice, "Earth is my pasture. Those who believe in me are my lambs!!"
Space-Time collapsed downwards within a radius of five hundred miles centered on Yahweh. Everything in the The Void was completely devoured by the collapsing black hole.
A brand new giant black hole gradually formed near Paradise Mountain.
In the center of the black hole, Odin, Tang Song, and Ancient One attacked with full strength, beating the Yahweh who was just now so arrogant until his divine body almost collapsed.
Odin and Ancient One were both peak Skyfather level Powerful Ones. Any one of them had strength similar to Yahweh, but this was Paradise Mountain, Yahweh's Territory.
Even when the three of them transformed into Angels, they couldn't hide from Yahweh's gaze. Boss Tang guessed that this was influenced by factors related to Paradise Mountain.
Continuous golden Power of Faith was injected into Yahweh's body, making him seem to have an Undying Body.
"This is Paradise Mountain, not the Nine Realms, nor Earth. Odin, Ancient One, today you will fall here!"
Odin, with a Gungnir, summoned lightning that was a thousand, ten thousand times stronger than his own foolish son's force. Cooperating with the more than ten Master Ancient Ones pulled over from the past and future by the Time Stone, they ganged up on Yahweh.
Mirror Dimension, time stop, time reversal, plus Odin wielding thunder and holding Gungnir, beat Yahweh until he almost had no strength to fight back.
Tang Song was responsible for the small fry, resisting the interference from nearby Angels, and secretly clicked his tongue in wonder at the strength displayed by Odin and Ancient One's joint effort.
One main attacker, one controller. Even if he cultivated to Pure Yang True Immortal, encountering Ancient One who could control time, plus Odin with maxed-out attack, he would also have to retreat a bit.
Seeing that the two of them repeatedly beat Yahweh to near death, yet he recovered as before in streaks of holy light.
Looking at Yahweh's constantly shaking back of the head as he laughed up at the sky, Tang Song's Reality Stone at his wrist manifested a gold bar about one chi three cun in area and smashed it heavily towards the back of Yahweh's head.
This brick-shaped Magic Treasure called 'Gold Brick' was also a notoriously fierce object in the Investiture of the Gods in the ancient times of the Jambudvīpa World.
Although it couldn't compare to the Fan Tian Seal, the force manifested by the Reality Stone was completely not inferior to the main body.
Tang Song poured a large amount of Magic Power into it, and it instantly burst forth with a dazzling golden light.
With a muffled thud, the Gold Brick intimately came together with the back of Yahweh's head.
The Gold Brick was intact as new and shimmered with radiance, without even a single mark;
The back of Yahweh's head, however, was smoothly and neatly smashed into a two-cun deep dent. Brain matter, golden blood, and some unknown liquid sprayed out from the gap where the Gold Brick and the back of the head connected, spraying all over the Ground with a 'chi chi' sound.
Yahweh's eyes bulged out, and his lips curled up, revealing a mouth full of stark white teeth.
As Tang Song's palm moved slightly and pulled the Gold Brick back, Yahweh's big teeth swayed and clattered and fell all over the Ground.
Odin felt a chill down his spine and looked strangely at Tang Song, saying, "Hitting people with a brick from behind, this behavior is very bad!"
As for Master Ancient One, she didn't know if she had seen this scene in advance in the timeline she saw.
Since she participated in this group attack, she must have been very satisfied with the future she saw.
With a 'chi liu' sound, a streak of golden light flew out from the center of Yahweh's back. A thumb-thick transparent Hole appeared on Yahweh's body.
His body was like a ceramic plate shot through by a bullet, gradually cracking open from the transparent Hole as the center, and small pieces of mangled flesh continuously fell off.
A hot current sprayed out from the wound, and all the strength in Yahweh's body was slowly dissipating. He felt waves of coldness throughout his body, and an indescribable severe pain made him tremble all over.
The instinctive reaction of his nerves made him shed large tears.
He turned his head back again blankly and just happened to see a streak of golden light spinning and flying back into Tang Song's Palm. That was a golden long nail, seven cun five fen long and finger-thick, its entire body carved with various cloud patterns, with countless Talismans faintly shimmering on it.
It was this Heart-piercing Nail, with its strange shape and dazzling light flame, that pierced through Yahweh's hard body in one go.
Streaks of bucket-thick Power of Faith descended from the sky. The injuries Yahweh sustained recovered as before in the blink of an eye. Seeing the Lord they believed in was injured, those Angels almost fell into madness. They hovered in the air, gripping their light swords tightly with both hands, continuously shooting out streaks of strong white light, attacking the Formation Barrier set up by Tang Song using the Ghoul White Bone Banner combined with thirty-six Gold Armored Corpses.
Presiding over the core of this formation was surprisingly a Blood Daoist whose hair on his brow was completely blood red.
Tens of millions of Two-winged Angels and Four-winged Angels launched attacks simultaneously. The white light was like raindrops whistling down,
Hitting the Formation Barrier until it burst forth with dazzling radiance, splashing up billions of ripples.
But the strength of these Angels was truly a bit too weak. It was simply impossible for them to break through the barrier set up by the four True Form Magic Treasure level Ghoul White Bone Banners in a short time.
The Blood Daoist moved his finger, forming a thunder hand seal, and more than ten thousand blood-colored True Thunders blasted towards those Angels.
Continuous blood-colored lightning, each streak as thick as a mountain. Under the lightning, tens of millions of Angels, except for those combat puppets without consciousness, all trembled and wailed miserably.
The sky full of thunder blasted down directly, blasting them until their entire bodies were charred black, their wings on their backs trembling one by one, like fried chicken wings.
As many Angels were struck by the blood-colored lightning and turned into charred remains, Tang Song keenly noticed that Yahweh's golden Power of Faith seemed to have weakened somewhat. Although the weakening might be almost imperceptible, he captured it.
And so, the Blood Daoist presiding over the center of the formation flag directly split into streaks of blood-colored saber shadows darting all over the sky. Those Angels simply died upon contact and were injured upon touching.
With just a messy roll, they immediately turned into pus and blood. Large numbers of Angels only wailed a few times before vanishing into nothingness in the bloodlight, devoured by the blood shadow transformed from the Blood Transformation Demonic Saber.
As for those high-ranking Angels,
The Blood Transformation Demonic Saber even personally wielded the saber. Just a faint golden-red saber light continuously flickered in the Void Space. Every strike resulted in a high-ranking Angel falling. Following the shortest trajectory, the shortest attack route, with the fastest efficiency, it precisely harvested the lives of Six-winged Angels, Eight-winged Angels, and Ten-winged Angels one by one.
As more and more Angels died, Yahweh's aura also decreased accordingly.
Chii! The Gungnir flashing with lightning once again pierced through Yahweh's heart.
Taking advantage of Master Ancient One using the Time Stone to weaken His Healing Factor, Tang Song gripped with a backhand, and the Demonic Heaven Blood Transformation Blade appeared in his Palm, carrying a streak of bloodlight.
Continuously spitting out three mouthfuls of natal Magic Power onto this Blood Transformation Demonic Saber, Tang Song slashed down with a backhand strike, and Yahweh directly fell to the ground, a Six Yang Head shooting up into the sky.
"An Angel!?"
The decapitated Yahweh's entire body burst forth with bright white light. The image of the white-robed Elder suddenly disintegrated, transforming into the appearance of a headless Angel.
"He's not Yahweh!" Odin frowned and looked at the Angel's corpse.
"It's Raphael, one of the four great Archangels under Yahweh. He should have transformed into Yahweh's appearance by relying on the Power of Faith of these Angels!"
"Then where is the real Yahweh?"
Tang Song and Odin looked towards Ancient One together.
(End of chapter)