**Chapter 301: The War Ends**
A ball of black light flickered on Hela's boot, the deathly aura contained within causing Gabriel to tremble uncontrollably.
Xiao Hei coiled its body, its scales bristling and rubbing against each other with a sound like colliding metal plates. Xiao Hei's vertical pupils stared coldly at Hela, the bad woman who had stolen its prey. It could feel that if it devoured this prey, its strength would greatly increase.
But this woman had its master's scent. Xiao Hei hissed and flicked its tongue twice. Ultimately, its fear of its master overcame its desire for strength.
Layers of water mist rose from beneath Xiao Hei's scales. It soared into the air, pouncing towards its next target.
Black clouds enveloped most of its massive body. As a Gu Insect personally cultivated by Boss Tang, Xiao Hei had formed a Demon Core years ago. In the Jambudvīpa World, Yao Cultivators found it easier to form Demon Cores than Human Cultivators, though the Demon Cores they formed could only barely be called Inner Cores.
In the Jambudvīpa World, there was a saying about Nine-Grade Core Formation, divided into Upper Third Grade, Middle Third Grade, and Lower Third Grade.
Ordinary monsters and Yao Cultivators, without superior Cultivation Methods, only barely understood Absorbing Sun and Moon Essence. Relying on accumulated time, after a hundred years, they would condense a mass of Mottled Core Qi within their bodies, which could barely be considered a Demon Core. However, this was outside the Nine Grades. If they were to encounter a proper Cultivator or Great Demon, the few attack methods these Inner Core realm monsters possessed would be to spit out their Demon Core to injure the enemy.
Many times, a Qi Refining or Foundation Establishment Cultivator holding a decent Magic Tool could kill them and turn them into Cultivation Resources.
There were even Strange Tales in the Jambudvīpa World, like a scholar spending the night in a ruined temple, where he accidentally saw a fox absorbing a Red Pellet under the moon, absorbing Moon Essence Qi.
The scholar snatched and swallowed it, and from then on became strong and healthy, with sharp senses. With the help of this Red Pellet, he even participated in the imperial examinations and achieved success, becoming the top scholar in one fell swoop.
This Red Pellet could also be said to be the Demon Core the fox had nurtured, but it was just a rural legend. Otherwise, a scholar with no strength to truss a chicken, facing a fox spirit who had cultivated for a hundred years, not only won but also stole the Inner Core.
That fox spirit was truly too weak.
However, this also showed the vast difference in Core Formation Grade.
This was like Boss Tang in New York and a leader of a Community Gang in Los Angeles. In the perception of ordinary people, both were gang leaders, both had subordinates, and both were evil.
However, the former could blow the latter into dust with a single sneeze.
Forming the Core was the same. One Grade difference in Core meant a difference in realm that was not insignificant.
Of course, as Tang Song's beloved pet, and also the Cultivation Resources Tang Song had reserved for himself back then, Tang Song was not stingy with Xiao Hei.
Deep within Tang Song's Sea of Consciousness was the Brand of nearly seventy percent of the Cultivation Methods in the entire Jambudvīpa World. Following this wealthy and powerful Boss, Xiao Hei was not like those ignorant mountain spirits and wild monsters.
Not only did it nurture an Upper Grade Inner Core within its belly, but subtly beneath its jaw, a Dragon Pearl with a Water Mist Luster was also being nurtured. Under the plan Tang Song had for it, it was following the path of an Ancient Celestial Dragon.
Back then, in Tang Song's Cultivation Chamber, only this little black snake dared to fearlessly compete for the Moon Essence Power that Boss Tang gathered using Great Yin Refining Form.
Xiao Hei's gene within its body had also been repeatedly adjusted, incorporating Gene Fragments from numerous Titans like King Ghidorah, Yamata no Orochi, and Leviathan.
It combined the Snake Venom of Yamata no Orochi, the Water Control Ability of Leviathan, and at the same time, the Gene Fragments of King Ghidorah granted it a super strong adaptation ability to survive in a vacuum environment.
It could be said without exaggeration that in terms of combat strength ranking, Xiao Hei could even rank among the top three in Tang Song's small group of subordinates.
This black flood dragon, having its prey stolen, erupted in anger.
In space, water vapor from who knows where was gathered by it, creating a hundred-meter-high giant wave out of thin air—
The rumbling waves rolled, staging a grand passage of the flood dragon under the starry sky.
The waves rolled, engulfing the angels who couldn't fly high enough into the water. The black flood dragon's massive body was faintly visible in the waves. It opened its giant mouth filled with fangs, devouring these angels in large gulps.
On the battlefield at this moment, as the intelligent high-rank angels were eliminated one by one, the ordinary angels and archangels, although numerically superior, became a scattered mess without commanders.
Especially after eliminating Archangel Uriel, Thor from the Parallel Universe, and King Ghidorah, Big Cat, and Yamata no Orochi, who were now free, joined the battlefield.
They practically cut through the vast Angelic Legion like slicing vegetables, forcefully scattering them.
Thor raised Stormbreaker, the thundercloud it attracted covering an area of dozens of miles at once. Those puppet angels foolishly tried to struggle.
Lightning rained down on their heads, scorching their entire bodies black, their wings behind them trembling one by one, like burnt chicken wings.
King Ghidorah's wings stirred up an eighteen-level gale. It flew through the battlefield, blowing angels around like tattered toys swaying in the wind.
Wherever Yamata no Orochi passed, The Void was corrupted into large areas of swamp. Its eight heads were like eight automatic turrets, spewing fiery red lava, cyan wind blades, black poison smoke, and venom. Various ferocious things flew everywhere; touching meant death, getting hit meant injury.
Those ordinary angels had no power to resist, especially under Yamata no Orochi's potent poison. When touched by Yamata no Orochi's venom, large numbers of angels only wailed a few times before turning into pools of pus and blood.
Big Cat hadn't been with Boss Tang for long, but the Sha Wind from its mouth had fused with the Force of Five Yin Black Fiend.
With a tiger roar, the howling black wind tore at the muscles and wings of those angels like a saw.
And once this Sha Wind invaded the body, the wind would drill in through all the pores, like countless vipers, burning along every muscle fiber throughout the entire body.
This black flames carried a strange potent poison. Often, some angels would only feel a wave of weakness before their entire body's muscles were rapidly dissolved. The black flames absorbed the energy from their muscles and rapidly grew stronger. Before long, this black flames sprayed out from their seven orifices, and they turned into burning torches of black flames.
The demonic wolf roared, and countless undead wielding weapons rose from the battlefield. The undead warriors surged towards the battlefield.
"For Asgard!"
Thor, wielding Thor's Hammer in his hand, led the charge. He leaped high, the lightning attracted by Thor's Hammer sending hundreds of angels in the sky crashing to the ground.
He stood on the mountain of angel corpses, raising his arms and shouting. His red cloak fluttered behind him. Amidst the thunder and lightning, behind him, a tide of Asgardian berserkers and Heimdall's Frost Giants charged towards the Angelic Legion, which outnumbered them tenfold, as if injected with adrenaline.
Even the Light Elves, who had been standing on Yggdrasil providing remote firepower, joined the battlefield riding pure white unicorns. These slender, beautiful elves rode on unicorns, shooting arrows, launching wave after wave of arrow attacks at the angels in mid-air.
The rain of golden arrows fell on the angels, piercing bowl-sized holes in the bodies of these bio-weapons.
Dwarf artillery roared. Hundreds of magic cannons exploded in the air, creating dazzling fireworks.
The power of these magic weapons was even more powerful than some high-technology missiles on Earth.
On the magic airships, when Hela, this God of Killing, appeared, the dwarves, to avoid being settled with later, or perhaps to deter this God of Killing, brought out their trump cards.
Magic constructs twice the size of the magic airships Loki and his group rode appeared on the Nine Realms battlefield, beginning a frantic bombardment of the Angelic Legion. Large areas of complex magic patterns appeared on the surface of these magic airships. From the attack frequency and power, the conventional main cannon attacks on these magic airships were no less powerful than ordinary starships.
Countless magical light beams crisscrossed and strangled in The Void. Countless angels fell in the beams, white feathers flying everywhere, as if a chicken farm had been blown into the sky by heavy artillery shells.
In just a few breaths, the density of white feathers flying around in space increased several times. The dying wails of angels were everywhere.
Just as the situation on the battlefield began to clear up...
"Our most high and supreme Lord!"
On the battlefield, tens of millions of angels, excluding the unconscious combat puppets of the angel and archangel legions, the remaining angels suddenly all trembled and wailed miserably.
They felt a pain like their hearts were being dug out. Many angels even shed blood tears from their eyes. The next moment, on the Nine Realms battlefield, tens of millions of angels seemed to suddenly shut down, falling from the sky.
The scene was so spectacular that even the attacking warriors on the Nine Realms side froze in place, watching the magnificent sight in confusion.
Archangel Gabriel, who was being stepped on by Hela, looked at the horizon in horror, calling out almost instinctively, "Impossible! Impossible! My Lord is almighty, how could He be in trouble—"
Seeing Gabriel's appearance, Hela roughly guessed that Odin and Tang Song, those two bastards, had succeeded with their plan.
They really killed Yahweh! Hela lifted the foot that was stepping on Gabriel's wing, looking at this Archangel, who seemed to have fallen from the clouds, with pity, like looking at a dog that had lost its master.
Gabriel's incomplete wings emitted flickering light. Her eyes stared blankly at the sky, not knowing what she was thinking.
Looking at the angels falling like snowflakes in the sky, Gabriel suddenly let out a low roar. A scarlet ferocity flashed in her eyes, which were originally filled with the reflection of crosses.
She glared at Hela, then suddenly shrieked:
"It's all you, you heretics, you damned blasphemers!! You all deserve to die!"
The next moment, Gabriel's pure wings of light suddenly turned pitch-black like ink. Even the golden light circle covering her head turned black.
Gabriel lunged at Hela like a madwoman. Her entire body was wrapped in a ball of pitch-black light. That was Holy Light, but Holy Light as pitch-black as ink. She used all her strength to launch an attack on Hela.
There's a saying in the Jambudvīpa World: "Even an immortal playing dead frightens the Buddha!" How much power could a fallen Archangel unleash? There was a precedent: the Morning Star Angel Lucifer, who was as famous as Gabriel, became a Hell Lord after falling.
He leaped to become the head of the Seven Lords of Hell, rumored to be Satan, the Demon King, equal to God!
At this moment, Hela felt a heavy pressure surge towards her. After Gabriel chose to fall, the strength she erupted with even surpassed Hela's current strength.
Helpless, Hela could only passively dodge, occasionally using the fastest Power of Death to counterattack Gabriel.
But Gabriel, who was determined to die, allowed Hela's attacks to land on her body. The black death short blades, the Power of Death condensed by Hela, instantly pierced Gabriel's body, leaving it riddled with holes.
But facing an opponent who wasn't afraid of death, even Hela, the Goddess of Death, was somewhat flustered.
Gabriel had completely abandoned any defense. The madness and hatred in her eyes showed a determination to take someone down with her before death.
In Hela's panic, a lightning bolt condensed from Black Holy Power fiercely struck Hela's chest.
This strike, which condensed all of Gabriel's strength, was like a red-hot iron pillar piercing Hela's chest. It caused her to cry out in pain and retreat in a sorry state.
The dark green armor on Hela's body, which could be called a Divine Artifact, was directly pierced. Under Gabriel's desperate attack, Hela's chest bone was almost completely shattered, and her internal organs were also shaken with cracks of varying sizes by the powerful attack force.
But the next moment, a fair hand rested on Hela's shoulder. Soon, a warm Qi Flow surged into Hela's body through this hand, rapidly repairing her body.
Her internal organs quickly healed, her bone rapidly regenerated, and even the wound on her chest rapidly wriggled and reformed.
"A qualified general must use their full strength, even when hunting a rabbit with a lion's might!"
Gabriel looked at Hela and Tang Song, who had suddenly appeared beside her. She held on with her last breath, still wanting to attack.
Tang Song raised his hand, and a Bloodlight flashed across her neck. As the pale golden blood water soared into the sky, Archangel Gabriel also followed in Raphael's footsteps.
Tang Song looked up at the battlefield. As the fearless angel puppets shut down, there were only over a hundred thousand high-rank angels left trembling in the sky above the battlefield.
Tang Song pointed back, and the Great Desolation Bell flew up into the sky with a Spiritual Light. Tang Song spat three mouthfuls of Natal True Essence onto the Great Desolation Bell. Immediately, the sound of the bell echoed continuously throughout the battlefield. The over hundred thousand angels who heard the bell sound all fell to the ground.
Four plumes of black smoke appeared on the battlefield. Countless twisted, hazy figures were faintly visible within the black smoke. The Underworld Soldiers from the Ghoul White Bone Banners swarmed out, dragging the fainted angels into the White Bone Banners.
The ferocity of the four Ghoul White Bone Banners visibly increased greatly. Dense Black Energy continuously sprayed from the banner faces. Where the Underworld Soldiers passed, not a blade of grass grew. These Underworld Soldiers didn't even spare the pale golden angel blood flying everywhere, the messy angel feathers, or the shattered angel bodies. The clanking sound of iron chains constantly echoed in the ears of the Nine Realms Soldiers. The cold black smoke and the vaguely visible Underworld Soldiers made these warriors, who had just been full of fighting spirit, swallow their saliva.
As the Underworld Soldiers within the Ghoul White Bone Banners swept all the remnants of the fallen angels back into the White Bone Banners, turning them into Cultivation Resources within the banners, the Black Energy on the Ghoul White Bone Banners became even denser. The banner faces became bright white, shining transparently, faintly resembling carvings made of white jade stone.
It truly had the meaning of Yin Extreme Generates Yang, naturally formed.
(end of chapter)