Those time travelers that year

The ballads continued to be sung, and wave after wave of shockwaves swept across the battlefield. A girl of seventeen or eighteen, dressed in white Hanfu, was leading the singing of the ballads in the wind and rain, walking step by step into the battlefield like a phantom.

"Luo Hao!" Voban, who had transformed into a giant werewolf thirty meters long, roared. Relying on the restorative and defensive power brought by his authority, he completely disregarded the wounds torn by the shockwave in his body and charged towards the woman who was leading the song and riding the shockwave.

Sharp claws and teeth lashed out without hesitation.

Campione, named Luo Hao, exuded unparalleled confidence on her beautiful face. Facing the enormous werewolf, which was thirty meters long and resembled a monster, she spread out her jade-like hand and struck out with her palm.

The petite woman struck the thirty-meter-long werewolf with a palm strike directly at it… Astonishingly, the werewolf was sent flying backward by the woman's blow. The werewolf, flying backward, barely managed to regain control of its body mid-air, crashing to a halt as it shattered the ground. Even so, a large dent was clearly visible on the werewolf's chest—the wound inflicted by Luo Hao's palm strike.

Even the werewolf's own regenerative abilities were not able to recover immediately.

"Let the lightning fall indiscriminately, even affecting me, Luo Hao..." As the werewolf regained his footing, Luo Hao's voice, also a Campione, rang out, "Voban, do you want to continue the war with me?!"

"Tch! Old woman, that little bit of lightning probably won't even burn your clothes!" Lazy Voban roared. "Anyway... all four Campiones are gathered here. What, do you think you can suppress your fighting spirit?!"

“And you! You British brat…” Voban raised his head, his sharp gaze fixed on the sky. “How long are you planning to hide?!”

A flash of lightning appeared, and the figure of the Black Prince Alexander appeared atop a dilapidated building. He looked at Voban with obvious impatience and disgust. Frankly, his dislike for Voban wasn't without reason; Alexander's speed ability allowed him to transform into lightning plasma, but clearly, Voban's [Gale Rage] could control lightning, thus interfering with Alexander's speed ability.

However, after the appearance of the Black Prince Alexander, all four Campiones who had come to this country had gathered together.

"Long time no see, everyone!" Tony greeted the other Campiones with a bright smile, displaying an utterly idiotic mindset.

The Black Prince stared blankly at the husky and replied, "Idiot!"

"Hmph! A brat with a sword..." Luo Hao glanced at Tony and then said to Voban, "What's wrong! Voban, are you too old to fight... After fighting for so long, you can't even take down a group of ordinary people, and this brat has to interfere!"

"Luo Hao, are you blind, you old woman?!" Voban retorted mercilessly. "A bunch of shiny tin cans. If it weren't for this idiot brat in my way, I would have torn them to shreds long ago."

……

To be honest, the relationships within the Campione are far from good. Tony and Voban are sworn enemies; Voban is Luo Hao's archenemy. Tony once challenged Luo Hao to a fight but was soundly beaten. Not long ago, Tony casually wandered off and accidentally encountered the Black Prince, Alexander Gascoigne, who then provoked a fight…

Uh oh, how come this husky is everywhere?!

Regardless, the four Campiones arrived on the same battlefield, and four different magical powers began to clash. For the Vatican Crusaders, who were almost entirely relegated to supporting roles, this scene was an unparalleled humiliation.

Those four guys completely ignored the clergy. Voban casually struck them with lightning, Tony casually slashed them with his sword, and Luo Hao's simple greeting easily obliterated more than ten of them. Only the Black Prince Alexander remained unscathed; the others not only attacked but also treated them as if they were nothing. How could these clergy tolerate this?!

My presence has never been so weak.

However, just as the enraged Vatican Crusaders, in their fury, began to accelerate the process of angelic possession, attempting to simultaneously transform thousands of people into paladins and then rush forward to kill the one named Campione, an unexpected event occurred.

It got dark...

An endless galaxy replaced the dark clouds and torrential rain. Before anyone knew it, the sky controlled by Voban's power had changed.

No, it's not that his power has been broken, causing him to lose control over the celestial phenomena. Rather, someone is distorting the space around them, shifting their location.

"Who!" Luo Hao shouted, then immediately looked to the side. "Disobedient God? Who are you!?" Following Luo Hao's voice, everyone followed her gaze and saw a little girl standing quietly amidst the ruins of a nearby, undamaged street lamp.

The little girl, who wasn't very tall, was dressed in Gothic Lolita clothes and had black hair as dark as the night sky, but the pupils of her eyes were golden like the morning sun.

Above the little girl, in that galaxy, a golden morning star began to shine brightly.

"Satan!!!!"

At this moment, the first to break the silence was the Cardinal from the Vatican. All the Vatican clergy turned their gazes toward the little girl, who was about the same height as them, looking down at everyone with an extremely arrogant gaze.

538. Chaotic Battle 6

Satan, the ancient serpent, is the one in Christian mythology who tempted Adam and Eve to eat the forbidden fruit of knowledge. A fallen angel, an enemy of God, the opposite of God, evil in the dualism of good and evil, the source of darkness opposite to light.

If the Campiones could sense that the little girl was an unorthodox deity, but couldn't immediately confirm her identity, then these clergymen from the Vatican, as Catholics and followers of the world's largest religion, were absolutely certain at first glance that this little girl, only 1.2 meters tall, whose imposing manner was rendered utterly insignificant by her height, was none other than their true target for holy war.

Lord of Hell, Arrogant Demon King, Fallen Angel, Ancient Serpent, Satan—Lucifer.

Even if her height diminished her imposing presence, these crusaders would never mistake her for the greatest heretic, the devil, the darkness in the world.

"She's the Ancient Serpent Satan!?" Compared to the excited Crusader clergy, the four Campiones who had just met her weren't as agitated. However, they didn't doubt the clergy's judgment. Neither the strange scenery in the sky nor the little girl's repulsive arrogance and terrifying aura—though her imposing presence was diminishing due to her height—was the main point.

The key point is that, relying on their intuition as Campiones, when this little girl appeared, everyone—whether it was Voban transformed into a werewolf, Tony wielding the all-splitting magic sword, the incredibly fast Alexander, or the unparalleled martial artist Luo Hao—could sense the deadly danger emanating from that little girl, a danger akin to death itself.

Without a doubt, this little girl, whether or not she was the ancient serpent, was definitely a deity far more powerful than any of the rebel gods they had ever fought against. In comparison, the rebel gods they had encountered before were simply not on the same level as this one…

Of course, the opposite of God, evil in the duality of good and evil, naturally possesses power comparable to its status.

The little girl, suspected to be the ancient serpent Satan, didn't even glance at the fervent crusaders, even those who had come to punish her. Her gaze remained fixed on the four Campiones who felt a death threat.

"Hmm, hmm..." The little girl nodded (majesty -1) at the four Campiones who looked like they were facing a formidable enemy, and said in a very cute voice (majesty -2), as if she were talking to someone, "Four annoying Campiones... that's enough!"

"Of course, that's enough!" a female voice responded. "Excluding those knights who are basically invisible and whose purpose is unknown, the four Campiones should be considered part of his plan."

"Who are you?! What's your plan?!" Prince Alexander suddenly asked, feeling a sense of unease for some reason. It was as if someone was plotting against him.

'Your Majesty?'

'I am Minerva, the goddess of wisdom—my name is Pallas Athena.'

"Athena?! The Greek goddess of wisdom and war!" Luo Hao took a step forward. "Even disobedient gods will join forces!? Or do you think that by joining forces you can defeat me, Luo Hao!?"

'Heh heh... no, it was that person's order... he ordered that Campiones be lured over, as some spare knives in his plan.'

"What did you say?!" Voban growled. "A knife?!"

'Yes! Knives! In his plan, whether it's me, Lucifer, or you new Campiones—we're all knives in his scheme.'

"Is that so?! How dare you!" A smile of extreme anger appeared on Luo Hao's face. "For a long time, no one has dared to use me, Luo Hao, as a pawn... not a single one. The one who dared to scheme against me is Athena. Do you know what that means?!"

"What it means, I don't know, and I don't care to know." Athena's voice was filled with sarcasm. "Whether in mythology or reality... only the most powerful have rights, and now, you don't have those rights!"

'Alright! It's time, Lucifer, bring them all in.'

As Athena's voice faded, Lucifer, standing on the street lamp, raised his small hand and clenched it in the air.

The world began to distort, like a shattered mirror; all the rules of reality were altered and shattered in that instant. Before anyone could react, in a mere blink of an eye, the world had changed.

The ruins and skyscrapers have completely vanished, replaced by a vast, desolate land. If there is any unique scenery here, it is the ever-growing, dark sun in the sky.

"Welcome, welcome..." On the desolate land, a silver-haired girl dressed in a white ancient Greek robe scanned everyone with her purple eyes. "Welcome to the Netherworld—and welcome to a train that is about to depart."

“Here…” Voban glanced at the desolate land around him. “What is this? Even the proud, disobedient gods would set a trap!?”

“This is not a trap! It is a brand new future,” Athena replied, and at that moment Lucifer’s figure appeared beside Athena in an instant, standing with her.

The four Campiones began to look on in astonishment. Even the most confident Luo Hao, the most idiotic Tony, the most cautious Alexander, and the most senior Voban all raised their heads at the same moment and looked at the dark sun in the sky.

There, their intuition screamed a frantic warning: it was an anomaly, an anomaly that shouldn't exist in this world. It was something capable of utterly destroying them, completely ending them, utterly pulverizing everything they were proud of.

"The time for holy war has come!"

However, unlike the four Campiones who were overwhelmed by something and fell into a state of shock, the Vatican Crusaders didn't feel much. The dark sun and desolate land before them were subconsciously perceived by them as an apocalyptic scene.

The cardinal shouted, "Doomsday! This is the end of the world brought by the devil! In the name of God, destroy these devils! We will go to heaven for salvation in the final judgment!" When they sensed Lucifer, these clergymen were already in a very strange state. In this state, they chose not to pay attention to any nonsense.

All the Crusaders, knights, priests, and shamans, chose to sacrifice their lives, invoking the incantation of angelic possession. Instantly, holy light illuminated the surroundings, and angelic phantoms appeared on each Crusader, merging into them. These believers were transformed into Holy Spirits, draped in pure white wings, as if angels from heaven had descended at that moment, just as on the Last Judgment.

539. Chaotic Battle 7

“Lucifer, you’ve turned these poor wretches into idiots!” Athena looked at the Vatican Crusaders, who were in high spirits and full of fighting spirit, with pity, and said, “...they’ve all become madmen, and the kind of madmen who are courting death.”

The Vatican Crusaders were not in a normal state; in fact, they were in a fanatical state, all willing to burn their life force for power. Although, thanks to the angelic possession spell, these Crusaders were already heavily buffed and transformed into elite units, fully capable of slaying divine beasts.

They thought that by possessing thousands of angels and possessing the temporary Holy Spirit status and power, they could threaten Lucifer!? Although she looks like just a little girl of average height, even if she is just a little girl of average height, she is still a little girl of average height who defies convention...

Ahem, I can't keep making this up...

In short, fueled by fervent emotions, these crusaders transformed themselves into holy spirits, their backs adorned with a cluster of white wings, as if they were descending from heaven with angels.

"Is this your plan, Lucifer!" However, this scene did not make Athena feel any danger at all. In fact, she wanted to laugh. These monotheistic guys had no idea what kind of situation they were in.

“Mm!” Lucifer, in his loli form, nodded.

"Fallen!" Athena chuckled as she watched the crusaders, now lined up and ready to attack, or rather, as she watched the holy spirits who had merged into these crusaders, those who remained on earth by burning their lives, thanks to these clergymen. Reflected in Athena's purple eyes were winged angels, bound tightly by countless black chains, firmly binding the minds of these clergymen.

Then, it was gradually tainted by the fervent emotions.

Depravity!!!

This is the little girl's plan. No matter how harmless and cute this sweet-loving little girl may seem, she is now the real Satan, the ancient serpent Satan, the Satan who tempted Adam and Eve to eat the fruit of knowledge.

From beginning to end, Lucifer's goal was never to eliminate this crusader; that would be pointless. A single Marquis of Voban could easily scorn these crusaders, let alone Lucifer, who had descended as the ancient serpent Satan. Even the four Campiones here working together probably couldn't defeat him. A group of crusaders? That was even more impossible.

Therefore, what she truly desired were these 'angels' possessed by the angelic incantation, merging into the bodies of these clergy as the Holy Spirit. Crusaders, unwittingly influenced by negative emotions, were a perfect breeding ground for corruption. When these 'angels' merged into them, it meant these unfortunate souls were utterly and completely doomed.

But even now, these crusaders are unaware that they have become a mobile breeding ground for corruption. Instead, with fanatical expressions, they begin to charge towards Athena and Lucifer.

"What a bunch of fools..." Athena shook her head as she watched the Crusaders charging towards her with fanaticism. If they were still alive, the 'angels' trapped in their hearts wouldn't fall so quickly. But if they died in this state, those 'angels' would be immediately transformed into 'fallen angels,' and they would devour the souls of these clergymen, turning them into utterly irredeemable demons.

"Forget it! They're all idiots anyway..." Athena had no intention of fighting back. Instead, a sarcastic smile appeared on her face. "That's perfect, it's already finished there!"

Boom!

A tremendous roar echoed across the sky, followed by the sudden appearance of a pitch-black rift tens of kilometers long in the sky, from which countless fragmented meteors rained down.

Caught off guard, the largest and most concentrated Crusader force suffered heavy losses. Even though they had transformed into paladins with the help of the Holy Spirit, it did not mean that the paladins were capable of withstanding the bombardment of meteors head-on.

On the contrary, the Campiones immediately came to their senses when the sky cracked open with a dark fiery rift tens of kilometers long. When the meteor shower fell, they hurriedly used their own methods to resist the impact of the meteors.

Luo Hao swiftly and cleanly shattered the meteorite that was hurtling towards her, completely unfazed by the intense heat and flames on the meteorite.

Tony drew his sword, which, with the power of his authority, transformed into a nine-meter-long greatsword. He unleashed a sky-splitting sword aura that swept away the meteorites hurtling towards him.

The Black Prince Alexander, on the other hand, had it relatively easy, using his superhuman speed to easily dodge the dense cluster of meteorites.

The one who suffered the most was Voban, even though he was the longest-lived Campione with the most powers. But it was clear that among Voban's powers, he neither had the ability to easily shatter meteorites like Tony, nor the speed of Alexander the Black Prince, and as for his martial arts skills, he was far from being able to shatter meteorites with a single slap like Luo Hao.

No matter, maintaining his 30-meter-long werewolf form, Voban used the most primitive and savage methods, relying on the rapid regeneration ability of his werewolf state to forcibly withstand the attack. He forcefully shattered the meteorite that Voban could not avoid, and then, relying on this power usurped from Apollo, he became immune to the high-temperature flames on the meteorite.

However, the four Campiones who had withstood the meteorite attack through their own means had no intention of letting their guard down. Because after the meteorite struck the ground, another terrifying aura and a fighting spirit that seemed to defy heaven and earth had already emanated from the dark crack in the sky.

Then, a bolt of lightning shot out from the dark crack. When the Black Prince Alexander saw the lightning, his eyes narrowed, and he exclaimed in astonishment, "The God of War, Lancelot!?"

Indeed, emerging from the dark rift was the Shadow of God, Lancelot, the God of War and guardian of the progenitor Gnevia. However, it was clear that this guardian was in dire straits; his exquisite armor was covered in charred marks, and one of his arms beneath his mount appeared to be broken. He was clutching a terrified little girl tightly with only one hand—that was the progenitor Gnevia.

Lancelot also revealed her true face for the first time. Beneath her almost shattered helmet was a delicate and clear face with short golden hair.

Unfortunately, the paleness and anxiety on her face ruined this beauty.

"Lancelot and Guinevere, what are they doing here!?" Prince Alexander exclaimed in surprise. "And...why?" Why? This formidable war god is in such a sorry state!? Alexander's exclamation startled several Campiones nearby, who also instinctively looked over.

Then the Campiones saw the iron rod, as large as a mountain, crashing down through the dark crack with the force to shatter and destroy all obstacles!