Creation: I Am Azathoth

Above St. Peter's Fort, Shizu Dick's body has swelled to hundreds of meters, and his whole body is covered with scarlet hair.

Rough beast-like lower limbs.

The muscles bulge.

Dozens of abdominal muscles are densely covered with scarlet eyes.

Dark red blood was constantly spraying on both arms.

Blood energy enveloped the holy city in an instant.

The ruins of the shattered city took on an eerie, sickening color.

Seraphim, who rescued the wounded, flew into the sky and confronted Dick the Grandfather.

The sea of ​​blood is surging, and the holy light is shining.

Below the confrontation between these two, there are people protected by two saintesses in the broken ruins.

Everyone in the Holy See looked at the battlefield of gods and demons in the sky with tears in their eyes.

He recited the Bible in his mouth, praying that the Messiah in the womb of the Virgin Mary would bring good luck.

From the monster army's attack to the present, no matter the winner or loser, these ordinary people have suffered too much psychological torture.

During this period, the idea of ​​escaping came to their hearts more than once.

But in the face of a god-level enemy, even with the protection of Seraphim, no one thinks that they can escape from this ruined city.

Shizu Dick murmured:

"Break my curse so quickly, you are worthy of Seraphim."

"But I chose to rescue some weak ants and missed the only chance to defeat me."

"Hehehe, pure angel!"

"Come on, let me see what else you can do?"

"If it's only based on the strength shown, and the shadow in the sky..."

.......The Holy Mother is mine"々!"

As he said that, the blood mist covering the entire city suddenly turned into blood beasts, rushing towards the people in the ruins.

Shizu Dick raised his hands, bloody torrents gathered, and punched out of thin air.

In an instant, the world seemed to be torn open a huge gap.

It's like a channel that runs through the deep sea.

The bloody torrent is like the Milky Way rewinding and pouring down.

Accompanied by the roar, the blood flooded the entire holy city in an instant.

The seraph hung the holy sword in the air, put his hands on his chest in a prayer posture, and whispered:

"Lord, merciful father.

"May you hear my prayer and save these shameless lambs..."

However, Grandfather Dick would not give him a chance to hold back his big move, and spit out a cloud of psychedelic liquid from his mouth.

Seraphim had no choice but to interrupt his chanting to avoid the blow.

Some wings that were rubbed by the psychedelic liquid, the holy light covering the surface shattered, and the feathers exploded into black ash and scattered.

Shizu Di Ke said with a sinister smile:

"Buying time? Looking for help?"

"Hehe! Do you think I'll give you a chance?"

"Just in your current state, just watch the ants on the ground drown in the sea of ​​blood!"

"Don't worry, Holy Mother, I will keep it for you!"

The seraphim fanned its wings, glanced at the city flooded by the sea of ​​blood, and roared to the ancestor Dick:

"Damn it, don't be complacent, after the Lord comes, your sins will be settled!"

"The Gates of Heaven!"

Seraph's holy sword drew a semicircular arch in the air.

The River of Holy Light, which shrunk a lot in the sky, was summoned, separated in half again and swept down.

A golden door full of mysterious patterns emerged amidst the shining light.

Once the monstrous blood wave that rolls up touches the gate of the kingdom of heaven, it will be pulled into it by the huge suction.

Seeing this scene, Shizu Dick said disdainfully:

"Compared to consumption?"

"The source of the sea of ​​blood is the thick blood in the sea of ​​sins accumulated in the endless years of hell.

"There is no God as the source of strength, only rely on the power of faith gathered by these believers..."

"What's more, you still have scruples about these ants, and you can't concentrate on fighting Russia."

"Even if Gabriel or Michael appeared, they could only leave in despair."

"Raphael, you can't do it!"

In an instant, a huge fist shadow bypassed the gate of heaven, and appeared in front of Seraphim Raphael.

Raphael, who maintained the gate, had no way to leave, so he could only take this blow hard.

boom!"

"Crack!"

Raphael's armor shattered and his feathers flew away.

The pure blood emitting holy light fell on the ground, and miniature angels walked out of it in an instant.

Some of the angel's blood dripped on the pope's robe, on the bishop's diadem, on the Gospel.

So complex patterns appear on these items, and they are sacred.

The constant chants of the Holy See stopped.

Looking at the radiant robe and cross, the pope looked sadly at the seraphim who took over everything in the sky.

To be precise, it is the ruler of the Angel of Power—His Majesty Raphael.

According to religious records, Raphael held various positions.

He is the Seraph, the Angel of Power, the Cherub, the Master, and the Power.

His image has always been that of a lively, cheerful, loving crown prince.

able to heal human afflictions.

When the flood destroyed the world, it was Raphael who taught Noah's Ark how to build it.

He not only healed the body, but also faith.

He is the guardian of the tree of life in the Garden of Eden and the most revered angel of the pilgrims.

He is the most friendly to human beings among the several archangels except Michael.

Just like in the mythology...

In order to protect the weak and resist the evil thoughts of the Holy Mother, Raphael will not back down even if everything is destroyed. .