Yahweh doesn't want to talk

"In that case, I will also intervene."

Seeing this, Osiris, the god of the underworld, also summoned his army of the undead.

"Arise, O dead, and sing. Fight for your king.

Fifty mummy warriors emerged from the darkness. Although their number was small, each of them could exert the power of a low-level mythical beast.

The mummy warrior wielded heavy weapons to hit the angel, who had temporarily turned into a stone statue, in an attempt to smash it to pieces.

Nuada, the god king of the Danu clan, held the sword of victory tightly in his silver arm, Clausolas, and thrust it hard into the land of Nippur, which was emitting a silver light.

The light of the same color as the right hand spread out from the point of contact like ripples, dyeing the ground silver.

The next moment, the ground around the God King Nuada shone with brilliant light in all directions, and everything on it was cut in half in an instant.

All the buildings on the ground area that shone with silver light were cut off vertically in an instant. From the top floor to the basement, they were completely divided in the middle.

This is Nuada, the king of the gods Danu worshipped by the ancient Celts. He has the powerful strength to split the earth to change the terrain and break the sea surface. He is a great power that can cut off everything!

"finished."

Looking at the angel figure disappearing in the silver light, the king of the Danu gods breathed a long sigh of relief, and pulled out the sword of victory Clausolas from the ground with some fatigue.

Along with the angel's figure, the golden wall that originally stood before the gods also disappeared.

Veleslana did not wait for the other gods and walked straight to the next temple. He just glanced at the grayish-white dust somewhere before leaving.

"Let's go, speed up."

As the gods continued to forge ahead, Veleslana was certain that the time for the goddess of fate to take action was approaching.

In other words, Veleslana's only target from the beginning to the end, Kusa Godou, is about to arrive.

"Kusa S Godou, please don't keep me waiting too long."

Veleslana licked his dry lips and murmured excitedly.

Although he also guessed that the goddess of fate would continue to strengthen Kusanagi Godou in order to defeat a certain god, Veleslana also had ways to strengthen himself.

"As long as... I can reach the presence of someone, my victory will be determined!"

Volume 2: Those who disobey, divide heaven and man: It’s really not a pigeon.

I really don’t have time to mail files to my classmates these days, so I’m sorry, brothers.

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Volume 2: Those Who Disobey, Divide Heaven and Man: Chapter 97: The Angel of Death in the Temple of War

After defeating Raphael, the gods passed through the temple of Utu, the god of the sun, and came to the temple of Nergal, the god of war, the god of long-range shooting, the god of cholera, and the god of endless provocation of war, which is also the prototype of the Ares myth.

"I wonder which angel will be next?"

After what she encountered along the way, the hunting goddess Artemis, who had just stepped into Nergal's temple, subconsciously looked at her younger brother, Apollo, who had the godhood of prophecy.

But in fact, there are quite a few gods with prophetic divinity among the gods present, such as Gordias, the guardian of the oracle, Tezcatlipoca, the successor of the god of anomalies, and Gayatri, the wife of Brahma, the goddess of eloquence, all of whom have extremely strong prophetic divinity, but these gods did not utter a word from beginning to end.

However, because they were in a hurry, the other gods did not ask in detail. It was not until after several close combats that Artemis began to cautiously question her brother.

Hearing this, Apollo looked at Gordias, the guardian of the oracle behind him, and the latter shrugged helplessly.

"It's useless, sister. The goddess of fate has been watching this place all the time. The predictions we made have all been influenced by her. We might as well take it one step at a time."

"Goddess of Fate? Forget it."

The gods, who had all pricked up their ears, were relieved after hearing Apollo's answer.

After all, the interests of fate are inherently mutually exclusive with the existence of gods.

According to the usual style of the goddess of fate, if the prophecy really comes true, basically everyone present will unknowingly make wedding dresses for this supreme goddess.

For the gods, if the one in the depths of the royal city is the upright blue dragon entering the sea, then the goddess of fate is the jackal, tiger and leopard in the dark. The only difference is in fighting power, and neither of them is a good thing.

"arrive."

The gods came to the temple of Nergal and stood ready, waiting for the powerful enemy that was about to appear.

"Is this temple the feeling of my father?" The female knight goddess Lancelot looked at the temple in front of her that was filled with the power of Mars.

"The temple has the intention of Ares, but the enemy may not be."

The golden sun arrow instantly shot into the interior of the temple.

At this moment, a sudden feeling appeared in the perception of the gods.

The stars are lighting up!

Above the royal city of Nippur, in the blue sky that originally had nothing but the intense divine light, the stars that were dim and appeared from time to time now emitted a strange color like amethyst.

No one knew when the strange stars had arrived in the sky above Nergal's temple.

As the stars shone, a purple-black wind suddenly blew up in the temple. After swallowing the arrow feathers carrying the sun's light, the wind of death rushed out of the temple and swept towards the gods.

"Thanatos (Death), how dare you offend me! Queen of the Underworld!"

"I am the master of death. The power of death is meaningless to me, unknown god of the underworld."

When the wind of death swept across them, Persephone, who shared the throne with Hades, the god of the underworld, and Osiris, the god of the underworld in Egypt, were the first to understand what kind of godhood it came from.

The one-eyed god of war Horatius said solemnly, "Is it the god of death who came from the Temple of War?"

War and plague can indeed bring huge deaths, and they are indeed the best combination in a sense.

"Are you teaching me how to do things?"

Clear, sweet and quiet, it was obviously the voice of a young girl, coming from the dark temple, from the source of the wind of death.

The death wind that should have disappeared into thin air under the guidance of these two royal gods of the underworld swept over unmoved, penetrated into the clothes of the gods and goddesses, and followed their graceful figures and angular lines, along their skin and penetrated into their flesh, bones, and spinal cord.

It was chilly to the bone.

Even the so-called Yongle God had, at this moment, a deep understanding of the word death, which theoretically could never, or no longer, have anything to do with them.

Of course, this does not include Ishtar, Tiamat, Osiris and several Norse gods.

Because that wind came from before Lucifer fell from heaven and before hell was created.

From the most original bottomless pit.

From--------------under everything!

To draw an analogy, it is like Tartarus in Greek mythology, the seventh kingdom of the Egyptian underworld.

It is a lawless place that even the royal power cannot reach.

"Amitabha."

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva took the lead in chanting the Buddha's name, and his majestic appearance and wonderful voice resounded.

As the staff fell to the ground, the ground shook, and Buddha's light spread out, creating a pure land of Buddha. It temporarily expelled the death power around.

Maitreya also reappeared as a Bodhisattva in the form of Ninohuzon Miji Vajra and Narayana Ksitigarbha. Two Buddhist gods began to consolidate the Pure Land Buddhist Kingdom built by Ksitigarbha, intending to completely expel the surrounding death forces.

At this moment, the sound of light footsteps gradually came, and a black-haired girl dressed in black Gothic style appeared at the door of Nergal's temple.

Unlike the previous two angels who showed their wings before the gods when they exploded, their wings were spread out behind them from the very beginning.

However, the open wings did not emit the slightest pure holy light of an angel. Instead, it seemed as if countless wronged souls and evil spirits were roaring and wailing on the wings and the gorgeous clothes, with hysteria and indescribable madness.

How many lives have been lost since ancient times because of which omniscient and omnipotent person?

All day long, these dead souls cursed the villains who pretended to be God's will and their own tragic fate. They even cursed the omniscient and omnipotent being for allowing those demons to exist and for not allowing them to return to the world to complete their own revenge.

They are innocent, hell cannot accommodate them, they disdain to be redeemed, heaven cannot take them away, only the bottomless pit can be their temporary destination.

Only when the end of the world comes will they rush out from the bottomless pit and pour the flames of revenge on this unclean land.

"The white horse brings me the glory of my Lord!!"

Along with the words of Veleslana, the sacred white horse with the immortal sun wheel descended from the sky, and rushed towards the black-haired girl angel with the sun fire that split the sky in two.

"Hurry up, let's go together and don't waste time."

Siegfried, the armless god of war Tyr, the wolf Fenrir who devoured the god-king, and the last destructive fire giant Surut followed Veleslana's figure and jumped out of the Buddha Kingdom towards the girl.

"How rude of you to treat a beautiful woman, Veleslana."

Mithra said something that made the goddesses very unhappy, but his skills did not slow down at all. He drew his longbow and shot arrows continuously in the gaps between the gods.

So I'm really not a pigeon. I will update it immediately when I have time.

Volume 2: Those who disobey, divide heaven and man: Chapter 98: The confrontation between doomsday and doomsday

The Sun, a star that has been burning for billions of years, is the source of life for the entire galaxy. Even a tiny part of its tremendous power is enough to crush the frenzy.

At the call of a certain god, the flames rising from the surface of this great star began to gather, but then disappeared.

Now that the great flood has been unleashed, the mysterious existence and the precarious situation, the divine power that can usually be mobilized at will, are now rootless.

Fortunately, the cracks outside Nippur, although providing a channel for the flood to invade the underworld and completely erase the mystery, also provided some support for the so-called mysterious existence of reality. Therefore, under the repeated mobilization of the gods, some flames were able to gather together.

Then the light shines with power.

In this dark universe, the light from the stars illuminates the void of darkness, and the white horse gallops towards the blue planet.

As soon as the galloping white horse pierced through the sky and fell to the earth, Leaving Veleslana, as the initiator, began to show off.

"The white horse brings me the glory of my Lord!!"

It looked as if he had just released his divine power and the Sun Horse fell from the sky.

Above was the galloping white horse of heaven, in front were the fully armed war gods and the sharp arrows of the gods. Facing this situation of being besieged on all sides, the angel girl calmly hummed softly:

“Is this the time for revelation?”

Following the girl's soft moan, with unspeakable madness, the repetitive and disordered voices that entangled the wronged ghosts and evil spirits around the girl responded in this way:

"The Lord of Hosts who ignores everything is here! Confirm!"

"The seven-headed dragon is here! Confirmed!"

"Michael is here! Confirm!"

"This is the time of apocalypse."

After the last sound ended, the death force that was repelled by the Buddha's light gathered into a thick, turbid liquid. Like a river bursting its banks, it pushed back several unsuspecting war gods and came to Abaddon's body.

Countless human faces, dry and twisted, can be vaguely seen in the turbid liquid.

After taking a quick estimate of the power around him, Abaddon couldn't help but sigh, "Even in such a small world, so many lives have died?"

"Father, how much evil has been done in your name."

"But this kind of power should be about the same."

The divine power attached to the arrow was devoured by indescribable hatred. Abaddon turned lightly like a girl dancing on the stage and nimbly dodged the sharp arrow of the archer.

Gently raising her hand, the turbid unknown liquid gathered and condensed on the angel's delicate hand amid endless curses, forming a dark sphere like a black hole.

Abaddon pointed his slender fingers toward the sky, following the trajectory of the white horse's descent.

Then the pitch-black sphere rose infinitely, and the pitch-black sword pierced the sky.

The wailing sword of resentment and the shining sword of the sun met at the sky, and sticky liquid madly surged onto the body of the Sun Horse. Countless vengeful spirits were evaporated by the lofty fire of the sun, but the number of vengeful spirits was really too terrifying, not to mention that they were extremely evil spirits in the bottomless pit.

But in the end the light from the distant sun was extinguished by endless resentment, and the sacred white horse was swallowed up by the muddy uncleanness.

"Your fire is no good, Veleslana." The burly man made up of pure black divine fire said jokingly to the retreating god of war.

"The infinite hatred of the end of the world? A doomsday power as pathetic as me."

The king of the fire giants in Norse mythology, who rules over Muspelheim, the kingdom of fire at the southern end of the world.

Surut, the oldest giant who existed long before the Norse gods created the world, wielded the magic sword Levantin and said:

"Which power is stronger, Doomsday or Doomsday?"

The entire sword was burning with red flames, and on the sword body, there were densely packed Runes of Runes engraved. The dancing flames on the sword body revealed faces, and from the flames, elemental elves were born, emitting a series of silver bell-like laughter. In the sky, red clouds of flames appeared, but they were soon dispersed by the holy light from Nippur.

"boom!"

A pillar of flaming light appeared as Surut waved his hand. Countless flying and scattered fire points entangled around the pillar of light. The high heat emitted when it passed through the void roasted the ground below into crystals, and then the crystals were evaporated into nothingness by the even higher temperature at the moment of birth.