The news hit like a lightning strike—the Biblical God had returned.
The shockwaves rippled through all three realms.
In the Underworld, the four Devil Kings were left speechless.
Azazel, Governor-General of the Fallen Angels, stared at the reports, mind blank.
Even in Heaven, Michael and the Seraphim could only gape as Little Saint walked among them, alive and well.
A few days passed. The initial frenzy faded—Little Saint's comeback was old news.
At home, Shuo found her sprawled on the sofa in a plain shirt, legs kicking lazily, nose buried in manga.
He pinched the bridge of his nose.
The strongest god in three realms, reduced to a shut-in loli.
Every time he called her out, she had a new excuse:
"I worked for eons—can't I chill for a bit?"
"Let me enjoy life!"
Excuses upon excuses.
Shuo sighed. If her followers ever saw her now, their faith would shatter.
Suddenly, Little Saint shivered, sensing a wave of "malice" directed her way.
"You're trash-talking me in your head again, aren't you!"
She shot him a glare, cheeks puffed.
Shuo just shook his head, tapping her lightly on the forehead.
"How did the Biblical Loli God become the Biblical Loli Couch Potato in just a few days?"
She stood up, hands on hips.
"Don't give me weird nicknames! I am NOT a shut-in god!"
He shrugged.
"Just calling it like I see it. You're living the role."
Little Saint opened her mouth, then closed it.
She had no comeback—she was, in fact, living the shut-in dream.
"Hmph! Fine, call me lazy. After sleeping for so long, I deserve some downtime."
She pointed accusingly.
"And if you hadn't brought me manga and game consoles, I wouldn't be like this. You're to blame too!"
Shuo just let her run wild. What was he supposed to do? She was the Biblical God, after all.
Days rolled by.
The three Biblical factions had finished assembling their forces, preparing a full-scale assault on the Hell Alliance and Khaos Brigade.
Leading the charge:
Sirzechs, one of the four Devil KingsAzazel, Fallen Angel Governor-GeneralMichael, Heaven's Archangel
They swept the realms, hunting down Khaos Brigade operatives.
Meanwhile, in the depths of Greek myth, a clash shook the underworld.
Five versus five.
On one side:
Vali, the White Dragon EmperorLux, the Red Dragon EmperorArthurBikouDulio, a human reincarnated angel
On the other:
Nyx, primordial Goddess of NightErebus, God of Darkness and Nyx's brotherTartarus, God of the AbyssAngra Mainyu, Persian mythology's Dark Lord and Supreme Evil GodIngvild Leviathan, descendant of the original Devil King Leviathan, now controlled and wielding a God-destroying Longinus
But it wasn't a fair fight.
Ingvild, under mind control, unleashed her Longinus—[Leviathan of the End].
Her songs dominated dragons and bent the sea to her will.
Her magical power dwarfed even Satan-class threats, amplified by the true Leviathan's legacy.
Vali and Lux, hosts of the Two Heavenly Dragons, were overwhelmed.
Even with Arthur and Bikou backing them, they were barely holding on.
Elsewhere, Dulio and Angra Mainyu clashed—neither gaining ground.
Angra Mainyu's power hovered at the peak of Satan-class, nearly transcendent.
Dulio, a ten-winged reincarnated angel, wielded the second-strongest Longinus—[Zenith Tempest]. Heaven's ace. His strength rivaled even Cao Cao, the Holy Spear's wielder.
For now, it was a stalemate.
But the real threat came from the sidelines—Nyx, Erebus, and Tartarus, gods lurking like predators, launching sneak attacks whenever Vali and Lux showed an opening.
If things kept up, Vali's team was doomed.
A blast of wind, rain, and lightning tore through the battlefield—Dulio knocked Angra Mainyu back, rushing to shield Vali and the others.
"Sigh… If it weren't for Lord Michael's orders, I'd be somewhere tasting gourmet food right now!"
Dulio joked, parrying another strike.
Lux ducked a barrage, grumbling.
"You've got some nerve—you dragged me into this mess!"
Originally, this was a war between the three Biblical factions and the Hell Alliance.
Lux had been roped in by Vali and crew.
Vali smirked, voice calm even under fire.
"Even if this gets us killed, if I asked you again, you'd still say yes—wouldn't you?"
Lux grinned.
"Of course."
"But seriously, when are our reinforcements arriving? If they don't show soon, we're toast!"
Dulio and Vali shouted in unison.
"Soon!" Vali promised.
Azazel had tasked Vali with tracking Nyx's group.
Michael had sent Dulio as backup, just in case.
When they finally found the enemy, Vali relayed the intel.
They were supposed to keep watch, wait for the main force.
But their cover was blown.
To stop Nyx's crew from escaping, Vali's team had to engage directly.
Now, all they could do was hold out until reinforcements arrived.
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