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Chapter 407 The Death of an Angel (6.2K views, please subscribe!)
Angels and evil gods.

The embodiment of the Creator and the Gods.

Mortals believe that angels are there to fight against the gods, but anyone who understands the difference in strength between them and the enemy knows that this is unrealistic.

From the very beginning, the two sides were not on the same level at all.

Even if the evil god before them is merely an incarnation lacking sufficient power, it is still not something that a mere angel can defeat.

Even if they are at the same level, there is a world of difference in their combat skills.

The skills accumulated over countless years have long surpassed the limits that mortals can imagine.

No chance of winning.

No matter how you look at it, it's the same; there's absolutely no chance of winning.

But the battle still broke out unexpectedly.

Moreover, it was the angels who launched the attack first.

There were no words, nor any fear.

Only charging forward.

A charge without any justification.

A charge that defies comprehension.

What a foolish charge!
The pure white angel transformed herself into a part of the holy spear and hurled it forcefully at the monster in the black mist.

whoosh-

Its speed increased again, almost transforming into a beam of holy light, like a reverse meteor rising from the ground, rushing towards the massive shadow in the black mist.

"..."

The gods and powerful beings who were watching this moment fell silent.

What is he going to do?
Killing God?

Can he do it?
Is it really possible?
Everyone knows the vast difference between the two and understands that this is an impossible task.

But the angel's indomitable and imposing aura caused those watching to have a slight illusion.

It seems that it was not the angels who were at a disadvantage, but rather the gods who were being targeted by the sword.

As one of the parties involved in the battle, the God of Lust initially frowned but then calmed down.

"Ah."

He watched with disdain as the angel charged toward him, waiting for him to launch an attack.

"...a fool who overestimates himself."

"idiot."

At this moment, Nieyu felt not only disdain but also a little bit of frustration.

No, is that right?

Has it been too long since I've shown my terrifying side to the world, causing people to forget what kind of evil god I am?

The previous one, the chosen one of the gods, dared to attack me because of the god's descent, but you, an angel, dare to do the same?

In the hierarchy of the Church of God, angels are ranked lower than those favored by God.

Even if they were stronger, the angels still couldn't compare to those favored by God.

Come to think of it, how can mass-produced goods compare to rare and precious talent?

If you want to deal with me, why send only a single angel instead of an entire angelic army?
What a joke.

I've really fallen on hard times.

How could I be looked down upon like this!
However, since the one who looked down on Him was likely the sun god, the god of lust remained silent despite his displeasure.

Who looks down on me?
Oh, it's Him!
That's all, cough cough, um, nothing's wrong.

Although both of them possessed high-level divine power, there was still a significant gap in their raw strength.

As the ultimate champion of justice and light, few gods can stand against Eberstadt, the sun god.

Someone like myself, who dares to challenge His subordinates to a duel, is actually quite courageous.

Many other evil gods have a different attitude; they will keep quiet once they learn that the people who wiped out their subordinates are from the Church of the Sun.

They either step in to smooth things over, or pretend they don't know anything and act as if nothing has happened.

They only felt unlucky to be entangled with that group of madmen of the sun, and would not carry out a grand revenge.

why?
Is it because the sun god is beautiful, kind-hearted, and popular that everyone loves and respects him?
Definitely not!
That's because, of course, we really can't beat them!
Can't beat it!
When faced with the stark reality, even evil gods can become quite understanding.

To avoid provoking the violent and cruel sun, most of the gods chose to lower their heads and avoid looking directly at its dazzling light.

He was also consumed by rage before, otherwise he wouldn't have ordered his subordinates to carry out symbolic revenge, and he wouldn't have been entangled with the Church of the Sun.

Having come to this point, He felt it was about time.

Although it's unclear why the sun god is unusually quiet this time, if things continue to escalate, it might actually provoke Him.

Necromancer had no desire to fight that guy.

We don't need to corrupt that dragon; as long as we can kill this angel, we can retreat smoothly... Hmm! ?

!!!

A strong sense of crisis interrupted all of the God of Lust's thoughts, and his consciousness suddenly returned to reality.

Danger?

where?

Ebersta has arrived too!!?

The winged serpent's pupils contracted, and all the faces on its scales and feathers froze as it looked toward the impending crisis.

No, that's not right!

It was him?!?!

Forced to look at the "danger" in front of them.

It's that pure white angel!?
Did he make me feel uneasy?
My desires are chaotic, and I don't understand why the other person gives me this feeling.

But He knew that something was wrong.

At this moment, the cunning and cautious evil god knew what he had to do.

And so, the people watching this scene witnessed something they had never expected.

It was already surprising that the angels made the first move.

Even more exaggerated was the reaction of the gods.

The high and mighty evil god actually reacted at the last moment—He chose to evade!
At the last moment, the god dodged away.

He dodged his body...

The gods chose to give way!?
what?
The winged serpent, the embodiment of lust, roared in fury, its roar echoing the thunder in the clouds, shaking the heavens and earth.

"How dare you?!"

Even though He realized the danger at the last moment and decisively dodged, the Holy Lance still left a mark on His body.

A huge wound several meters long!
Purple blood gushed from the wound at the tip of the winged serpent's tail, raining down like blood across the sky.

Even gods bleed.

Not to mention the incarnation of gods.

They are indeed powerful, but they are never invincible.

At that moment, countless people were in an uproar and speechless with shock.

"Lord Angel!"

Upon witnessing this scene, the Holy City of Glory erupted in astonishing cheers, celebrating the angels' victory.

They excitedly waved their fists, wishing they could go up and replace the angel themselves.

Angel!

Lord Angel!

Even amidst the jubilant atmosphere of cheers that seemed to reach the ocean, some people remained calm and rational.

They knew this was just the beginning, and things were far from over.

Flora was one of them.

Miss Devil knows that the "angel's" true identity is Herbert, and understands that he has received help from a powerful figure, which allows him to remain unharmed in the face of the evil god.

But the problem is...

How did he do that?
How exactly did they manage to harm an epic-level divine avatar?
This is also a question that many people have in mind.

Soon, they found the answer.

After successfully landing its first attack, the angel did not pause and immediately launched a second attack.

After quickly turning back, he raised his gun again and charged at the evil god once more.

It was this momentary pause that made people notice the details.

It's the Holy Lance!
A drop of divine blood remained on the holy spear.

Blood of lust, even if it is only the blood of an incarnation, is enough to affect epic-level weapons and render legendary weapons completely useless.

As a result, before the divine blood could corrode the spear tip, it was directly purified by the holy light it emitted.

The spear in the angel's hand was no ordinary weapon.

It's a magical artifact!
That was a divine artifact!!!

But which one was it from the Church of the Sun?
They could not find a divine weapon in their memories that matched the holy spear before them!

Herbert smiled at the lustful man, feeling a surge of pleasure, and thought with delight, "Old Deng really didn't lie to me; his cane is indeed very strong!"

If Herbert knew that the seemingly ordinary "cane" was actually a scepter symbolizing the identity of the Pope of the Sun, he would probably have praised it even more.

But now, all he feels is that the cane really hurts when it pokes him!
That's great!
A real man should stab people!
It caused a huge upheaval! It made rapid progress! It felt like a completely different world!
It revealed a heart full of joy! It revealed a joyful heart!

Fueled by the power of the Holy Lance, Herbert, in peak condition, charged toward the Winged Serpent once more.

Sprint! Sprint! Charge!

Meanwhile, the God of Lust had recovered from his wounds and calmed down.

"..."

He first glanced at the "Holy Lance" with considerable apprehension, and could sense the special abilities attached to it—it was at least a medium-level divine artifact!
Then, with a chilling gaze fixed on the angel, he opened his hideous maw and spoke in a hoarse voice.

“Ebersta’s servant, you will regret what you just did.”

Can a child with a weapon defeat an adult?

not necessarily.

While the angel's artifacts may cause lust some trouble, it's only some trouble.

If one is truly cautious, the other party still will not be a match for Him.

And what responds to wicked desires...

It's the tip of a spear aimed directly at your face!
A bit of cold light arrived first, and then the gun shot out like a dragon!

Bah!
Hey you snake, stop right there!

Keep your mouth shut!

Let me poke it again!
Take this shot—

……

……

"..."

At the tea party of the goddesses of the four seasons, they all watched this scene together.

At this moment, even many goddesses who had previously shown little interest in the matter raised their eyes and looked at the figure inside the crystal ball.

They watched as the angels, with their frail bodies, launched one fearless charge after another against the gods.

The figure, though not tall, was filled with a sense of tragedy and passion.

Like a tragic hero in an epic tale, charging towards a mountain-like behemoth.

"This little guy is very brave. I really hope my children can be this bold." Goddess Spring Sprout sighed, thinking of her own creations.

Although the image of angels is common, not all gods favor angels as their creation; many gods have different exclusive creations.

For example, the Goddess of Spring Sprouts chose flower fairies as her messengers, and each flower fairy came from a rare flower.

Those guys are notoriously cowardly. Even the strongest among them, who possess power beyond the legendary level, cannot change their innate nature. When faced with trouble, they will definitely hide inside the flower itself first.

"What an excellent warrior! It's truly enviable that Ebersta has been able to cultivate such fearless warriors." Goddess Akiho sighed in agreement.

The sun god has never lacked warriors.

Even if most of those warriors die in endless battles, new warriors will be born again before long.

"……Ugh."

The Moon Goddess narrowed her eyes, shook her head, and sighed, "He is indeed a promising talent, but..."

The goddess of winter, who was holding a cat, spoke up for once. Her voice was clear but not cold as she said, "It's a bit of a pity."

Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent. Even the Goddess of Cool Summer, who had previously held a disdainful attitude towards the "Foolish Angel," shook her head slightly and sighed softly, "It's truly a pity."

Yes, it's a pity.

Ordinary people may still be hoping for a miracle.

But the gods had already found the answer.

Even with a divine weapon in hand and an indomitable will, the vast disparity between friend and foe remains insurmountable.

The outcome remains unchanged.

The battle within the black mist did not last long.

As the final collision and roar subsided, a figure fell from the black mist.

whoosh-

A pure white angel fell from the sky.

When the angel fell from the black mist and reappeared before the world, it had become a completely different creature.

The pure white angel was stained with scarlet blood.

His wings were broken, and his battle armor was covered with fine cracks of all sizes, as well as hideous marks from the corrosion of divine blood.

His helmet was mostly damaged, and his face, which was exposed, had been stained and corroded by the purple divine blood, making it impossible to discern his original appearance.

As creations that serve alongside the gods, angels may not conform to mortal aesthetics in their true form, but they certainly possess an extremely beautiful appearance.

Now, the angel's wings have been broken, and his face has been disfigured. Like a white dove with its spine bitten off, he can no longer take flight.

As the figure fell, the cheers in the Holy City of Glory came to an abrupt halt, as if choked by the grim reality, and the entire city fell silent instantly.

Dead silence.

"No no no no……"

"No!"

"Lord Angel..."

"This is not true!"

The believers went from initial shock to confusion, and finally to anguish.

I am pained by the angels' failure, and also by my own powerlessness.

Most of those who remained in the city were sick and wounded; they no longer had the strength to fight.

"Why is no one helping the angel?!"

Where are they?!?

"Where are the guards of the Holy City?! Why aren't they being deployed?!"

why?
Yeah, why?

"..."

As the Holy City Guardian listened to the questions and felt the angry gazes, he clenched his fists without saying a word, turned to look at the highest point of the Holy City, his eyes full of incomprehension.

He doesn't understand.

"Your Holiness, why?"

Previously, it wasn't that no one wanted to rush up to help the angel; the followers of the sun god were not afraid of death, and the fanatical believers saw no one but their god.

They were all willing to fight alongside the angel and fight against the gods with him.

The reason the angels were fighting alone was for one reason only... they were being held down by their heads and forcibly kept within the city.

And that person was the pinnacle of the Church of the Sun—the Pope of the Sun!
His Holiness the Pope personally ordered that no one should leave the city, forcing them to watch helplessly as the angels and gods fought.

Your Holiness, why do you stand by and watch the angel fight alone?

Why can we only watch him sacrifice himself?!
In the highest temple, the aged saint raised his head.

"..."

His eyes flickered slightly, reflecting the helpless figure falling to the ground.

"he……"

The old man's brows furrowed tightly, and his heart was filled with turmoil.

why?
Pope Ivansen stared at the figure, silently muttering to himself, "Why hasn't he used the power I gave him yet?"

Pope Sun believed he had given Herbert enough power—artifacts, blessings, strength… He had given her everything he could, except for not fighting in person.

If Herbert could use this power properly according to the plan, he could definitely do even better and might even defeat the incarnation of the evil god.

But now...

why?
"Child, what are you waiting for?"

……

"What!!?"

Valentina stared wide-eyed at the pitiful figure falling to the ground; her heart nearly stopped beating.

what happened?
Was that Herbert?
My mind began to go haywire, my eyes started to turn bloodshot, and my body began to tremble slightly.

Herbert Herbert Herbert Herbert... Herbert is in danger!
!!!

Although Kreti was still shocked, she keenly sensed that something was wrong with Valentina and hurriedly pulled Flora to hide.

Just as Valentina was about to explode, an anxious call suddenly came from the shattered mirror.

"Valentina!"

"Herbert says he needs your help!"

Valentina: !!!
Before Lucaria could finish her message, the mansion gate was smashed open.

The entire wall, covered in rune barriers, was blasted open by Valentina's anxious punch.

Because the wise man said:
[Simply smash it open!]

This is faster!

……

The angel did not ultimately fall to the ground.

Because shortly after he fell, his body was wrapped by a snake's tail that emerged from the black mist.

The winged serpent's body was mostly hidden in the black mist, making it impossible for outsiders to observe its specific condition.

However, judging from the snake's tail, which was covered in wounds and had not yet healed, the battle just now may not have been a completely one-sided massacre.

The evil god must have gone to great lengths to kill the angel.

The evil god's capture of the angel at this moment was not to continue humiliating him.

“Servant of Ebersta, state your name.”

The evil god's serpentine eyes gazed at the dying angel, and he slowly said, "I acknowledge your will."

The seductive whispers echoed across the sky, reaching the ears of countless people.

"I've decided to give you a chance."

"Become my servant."

"I will give you a new life."

The god of lust actually extended an olive branch to this angel in front of everyone.

Very arrogant, and very crazy!

But watching this scene, no one thought there was anything wrong with it.

The inhabitants of the glorious holy city, filled with righteous indignation and hatred, were still only angry at the blasphemous act of the evil god, without questioning whether He had the ability to do so.

Lust is divine; He has the right to it.

Moreover, he is a notorious evil god, so whatever unreasonable things he does are considered reasonable.

In short, because He is an evil god!

The only response to the invitation of lust was a mouthful of blood-stained spittle.

Pooh.

The angel laboriously raised his hand and made a gesture toward Him that no one could understand.

However, you don't need to understand the specific meaning to feel the will expressed by the angel.

Disdainful.

"Is that so? That's your answer..."

Seeing this, the God of Lust shook his head and said indifferently, "Since you are so stubborn, then destroy your faith along with it."

The snake's tail slowly tightened, making the angel's armor creak and groan.

Kaka...

Although the angel's refusal left the god of lust with a slight sense of regret, He was actually more relieved.

"Phew! It seems He really is in trouble."

Even after doing all this, the sun god still did not react.

For some unknown reason, He actually sent only one angel to fight against Him.

Is this how it ends?

"Ebersta's condition... heh, it might be worse than I thought."

Although rumors of the sun god's abnormal condition had been circulating, none of the gods dared to test him.

Although some clues have been unexpectedly discovered, the god of lust has no intention of continuing.

Let’s quit while we’re ahead.

Furthermore, all the effort he had put into modifying this avatar specifically to target that dragon had been wasted.

The giant dragon had been hiding timidly the whole time.

This winged serpent incarnation was specially modified to prey on dragons; it was born solely to hunt dragons.

However, since it has hidden itself, there's no need to bother looking for it.

This farce should end.

However, just as the winged serpent was about to kill the angel completely, a loud noise coming from the Holy City of Glory caught His attention.

boom! boom! boom!
A fiery red figure rushed out of the holy city.

The humanoid figure ignored the streets, smashing through countless houses before finally crashing through the city walls, shattering the holy city's barrier along with it.

boom!
Valentina didn't linger after leaving the city; she leaped up and transformed into her true form, soaring into the sky.

whoosh-

To conserve speed, she limited the dragon's length to around twenty meters and charged toward the falling angel at top speed.

The crimson wings unfolded like giant blades, severing the winged serpent's tail before it could retract.

whoosh-

"Herbert!!!"

The moment she was rescued, the angel, who had been on the verge of death just a second ago, immediately regained her strength and grabbed the scales on the back of the crimson dragon.

The dragon arrived in an instant, then with a speed and agility disproportionate to its size, it carried the angel away swiftly.

Nieyu watched this scene unfold in the blink of an eye, showing no surprise, but instead grinning.

"So he was just faking his death? Heh, it doesn't matter."

"Since you're all here, that's perfect, let's all die together."

"Become my servants—what?!"

What silenced the gods' words was a crimson dragon spear piercing the clouds.

That dragon spear is faster than the holy spear!

It instantly pierced the sky, its astonishing speed seemingly shortening the distance between them to infinity.

laugh!
Its speed remained undiminished, piercing straight through the body of the evil god's incarnation!

A huge hole remained on the winged serpent's body.

Everything happened so fast that no one had time to react.

Just a second ago, the evil god was in a position of absolute advantage.

The next second, a huge hole was ripped into the evil god's body!
In the end what happened?
Then, they saw it.

The angel, now completely stained with blood, sat on the dragon's back and withdrew the dragon spear he had thrown.

Behind him, from the broken point of the pure white wings, scarlet wings grew out and suddenly unfolded.

this moment.

The pure white angel, symbolizing the gods, has completely fallen.

The angel is dead.

But at the same time……

The Crimson Dragon Knight, representing mortals, has risen!
(End of this chapter)