I let the genie out of the bottle

Michael roared and looked up.

At this moment, Lu Ye's entire body was charred black, and the seventy-two wings on his back seemed to have become much more illusory.

Tiny arcs of electricity occasionally flashed across his body.

Clearly, having taken the brunt of the lightning strike, his opponent was also seriously injured.

Upon seeing this, a sense of relief flashed through Michael's mind.

The lightning bolt struck without warning; thankfully, he wasn't its target. Had he been the one to take the hit, he might already be reborn as a mythical being.

At the same time, he couldn't help but feel a little smug.

In the previous battles, he had already shown signs of weakness. If this continued, he would inevitably be the one to lose in the end.

However, the sudden intrusion of the Fool's Son gave him a chance to win.

Judging from Enoch's current state, he is probably at his last gasp. Although he has consumed some of his power, he has basically retained his strength.

If things continue like this, he will win sooner or later.

"Michael, are you planning to seize this opportunity to deliver the decisive blow?"

Lu Ye, his body charred black, let out a soft breath, his sharp gaze fixed on Michael, his tone accusatory.

Before Michael could make any move to express his hostility, he launched a verbal attack.

“Enoch…” Michael gripped his red cross sword more tightly, a hint of hesitation flashing across his face.

It has to be said that Lu Ye's current appearance of being severely injured made him almost unable to suppress the urge to take advantage of the opportunity to make a move.

However, he felt it was such an insult to his pride.

Especially in the struggle against Enoch, he preferred to achieve a fair victory rather than take advantage of someone's misfortune.

"Hahahahaha." Lu Ye suddenly burst into hearty laughter, his voice revealing a heroic spirit.

"Michael, Michael! Poor Michael!"

"Enoch, what do you mean by this!" Upon hearing Lu Ye's unrestrained laughter, Michael's face immediately revealed a hint of anger and... humiliation.

In his furious golden eyes, crimson flames flickered as he glared at the laughing Lu Ye.

"Michael, seize this opportunity to kill me!" Lu Ye casually dismissed the flaming longsword in his hand, a disdainful expression on his face.

Upon hearing this, Michael was immediately taken aback.

"Michael, while I'm being attacked by the Demon King of the Earth, use your weak sword to cut off my head! Cut my body into pieces!" Lu Ye's smile vanished, and he roared, "Even if it's taking advantage of my vulnerability, I still acknowledge your victory!"

“But you vile Michael! I will never fall into hell as you say, for the Lord will lead me to His side!”

"Wait a minute! Enoch, I—" Michael was momentarily speechless.

"Come, weak Michael! Seize this opportunity to win! I will not blame you for taking advantage of others' misfortune, but I will regret my lack of vigilance, and I will repent for not being able to proclaim the name of the Lord, and for not being able to free you from the distortion of mythology! Even though your behavior is despicable, your victory is genuine! You can boast to others that you have defeated the prime minister of the Kingdom of Heaven! You have defeated Metatron!"

"Shut up! Enoch! I will never acknowledge your name 'Metatron'!" Michael roared, his eyes wide with fury. "And I will never win by despicable means!"

"I am Michael the Godlike One, the radiant angel who slew the red dragon and guarded the glory of the Lord! I will naturally achieve victory honorably, and would never take advantage of someone in distress!" With his long red hair dancing like flames, Michael roared, "The Lord's grace protects me at all times! I swear I will never take advantage of this opportunity to attack you! After I have slain that fool's son who has disturbed our final battle, I will settle the score with you fairly!"

“Michael! You are not the guardian angel I know. You are nothing but a false being distorted by mythology!” Lu Ye retorted without any sympathy, “Despicable and shameless are your true nature! You cannot gain my trust at all!”

“Enoch!” Michael roared, his handsome face contorted with rage. “This is an insult to me!”

“Michael, the Lord himself bestowed upon me the name ‘Metatron’ and entrusted me with the authority of the Kingdom of Heaven, yet you do not show respect to me or to the Lord’s grace! How can I trust you who disrespect the Lord!” Lu Ye rebuked him coldly, pushing his luck further.

"Enoch, you heretical angel born from false scriptures!" Michael roared in fury. "Just watch! I will go and slay that son of the fool, and then I will fight you!"

"But I will not take advantage of the situation to attack you before I have slain that fool! I swear by the glory of the Lord!"

"Hmph, since that's how it is, then I'll just have to believe you for now." Lu Ye crossed his arms, his expression arrogant. "Then so be it. Until then, we'll temporarily cease hostilities! I swear by the glory of the Lord!"

“Enoch, after I slay the demon king of the earth, you cunning one, who falsely claimed to have received the Lord's grace, will be slain by me like that red dragon and cast into eternal hell!”

As he spoke, Michael flapped his wings, creating a gust of wind that whipped up towering waves thousands of feet high on the sea, and flew toward the location of Marquis Voban in the distance.

It would be good to wait for Michael and Marquis Voban to settle their score.

However, in the process, they may develop doubts about Lu Ye's identity.

After all, one side regards Lu Ye as a junior god-slayer, while the other side believes he is Enoch, a heretical angel born from false scriptures.

and so--

"It was Enoch who called for a ceasefire," Lu Ye said with a cold smile, the pages of Enoch's book turning automatically in his hand. "What does this have to do with me, Lu Ye?"

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Chapter Ninety-Eight: Enoch is willing to take responsibility for his crimes!

"He's really a remarkable kid. I used up most of my magical power and condensed thunderclouds for so long, and I only managed to severely injure him instead of defeating him outright."

Accompanied by a somber voice, an old man slowly rose from the sea and surfaced.

To reduce his chances of being discovered, he has been hiding underwater since he arrived here.

Moreover, in order to avoid his magical energy fluctuations being detected by the two sides fighting over there, he did not even use his magical energy to isolate himself from the seawater.

At this moment, he used his magical power to control the water surface, stood on it, and wrung out the seawater from his clothes with some displeasure.

"That's true. If the opponent were so easy to defeat, then it wouldn't be worth it for an old man like me to endure being soaked in seawater for so long."

He was an elderly man who, though he looked old, appeared to be in good spirits. He was wearing a black suit that was soaked through with seawater, with a similarly wet white shirt underneath, and a crooked bow tie.

His gray hair was wet and stuck to his scalp and the back of his neck, making him look a little disheveled, but his face was adorned with a genuine smile of joy.

That emerald green color, unlike the constricted pupils of all human eyes, resembled that of a hungry wolf poised to pounce.

Marquis Voban, the oldest demon in the world, who can stop children from crying at night.

"A young member of the same clan, and a disobedient god?"

Looking at the two figures shrouded in light in the distance, Marquis Voban's face revealed a smile of genuine joy.

"That disobedient god seems to be Michael. Being able to summon him makes my decision to let this young lad gather the priestesses I used to perform rituals worthwhile."

As Marquis Voban spoke, a gleam of green light flashed in his eyes.

Although he called him "kid," he showed no contempt for Lu Ye whatsoever.

Although Lu Ye was a young junior in his eyes, he had already earned the ancient demon king's attention by defeating the Sword King.

He had been observing Lu Ye's battle with Michael and could tell that Lu Ye had maintained an absolute advantage throughout.

That's why he targeted Lu Ye.

Seeing that Lu Ye had not lost his fighting ability despite receiving his full-force attack, he was even more convinced that his decision was correct and became even more vigilant.

This demon king regarded both sides in the battle, the god-slayer of his own kind and the disobedient god, as his opponents or... prey!

For him, who the enemy was was irrelevant; as long as he could satisfy his hunting desires, that was enough.

"Hahahaha!" The old demon king laughed loudly, his voice like the howl of an eagle and the roar of a wolf.

Power—a raging storm!

Marquis Voban usurped power from the triune wind gods of Korea: the Wind God, the Rain God, and the Thunder God. Their entire being is the power to summon storms and manipulate wind, rain, thunder, and lightning.

Now that he had launched the sneak attack, he no longer needed to consider concealment.

With the full force of its power, the wind howled and roared, carrying huge waves that crashed towards the two opponents in the sky.

Meanwhile, thick clouds began to gather overhead, with bright flashes of lightning occasionally breaking through them.

Generally speaking, he wouldn't do that, because his thundercloud could very well be used by others.

But after the lightning attack he just witnessed, he realized that neither of his opponents possessed the ability to control lightning.

Therefore, he can act freely without any scruples.

"Demon King of the Earth! How dare you interfere with our sacred final battle, interfere with this war under the Lord's watchful gaze!" Michael's broad wings, interwoven with fire and light, flapped, and in a few breaths he had already approached Marquis Voban.

Beneath his strong and powerful wings, the waves that surged toward him were broken and shattered.

"I swear in the name of Michael, I will slay you, and then engage in a holy final battle with my opponent!"

Michael brandished his crimson cross sword, his expression triumphant.

"Hahahaha! It's just prey, don't be so arrogant!" Marquis Voban laughed loudly, but his green wolf eyes narrowed warily.

Then, pillars of lightning exploded in the sky from the clouds and crashed down on Michael.

"Useless move! You cannot defeat me with the protection of the Lord!" Michael roared as he charged toward Marquis Voban.

"Ooh ho ho ho!" Marquis Voban roared as he looked at the approaching Michael, transforming into a giant werewolf.

It stands over ten meters tall, its green wolf eyes are filled with savagery, and its teeth are white and ferocious, capable of tearing even the hardest steel apart in one bite!

Marquis Voban, now a werewolf, stood up with both feet on the sea and slapped his claws towards Michael in the sky in front of him.

"In the name of the Lord, I will slay you!" Michael stared directly at the enormous monster before him, his expression fearless, and he fiercely engaged Marquis Voban in battle.

Take this opportunity—

Lu Ye held the Book of Enoch in one hand, pouring the remaining magic power in his body into the book without any hesitation.

"Its feet tread upon the earth, on Mount Sinai, displaying the might of the heavens. Fear destroys all, the fallen tremble, and kings shudder at the end of days. Mountains shake and crumble, flames melt into wax, the earth is torn apart, destroying everything on the ground, judging the lambs of the earth, and only the righteous will be forgiven!"

The Foot of God!

The sky seemed to be torn apart, and an invisible foot appeared to be slowly descending, giving people an extreme sense of oppression.

However, before anyone could react, this invisible "foot" had already slammed down!

Below him stood a demon king and an angel, Michael, who had already reached a truce with Lu Ye!

"boom!"

There was no time to dodge; Voban and Michael were both caught in the attack!

Both Michael, who was standing in the air with his wings spread, and Voban, who was leaping high and trying to tear Michael apart, paused slightly.

The next moment, despite their best efforts to resist, their bodies still plummeted and crashed heavily onto the sea!

Even after that, the power of God's Foot did not disappear, causing this demon angel to continue sinking without any chance of resistance. No one knows how deep it sank, but it finally crashed heavily onto the seabed!

Enoch!

Michael roared, and the blazing flames on his wings erupted in an instant, turning the seawater around him into exploding gas!

“Enoch! You shameful, despicable heretic angel! You have broken the oath you made in the glory of the Lord!”

The next moment, the earth tore open, spewing out magma and raging flames that swept towards Michael and Voban!

In an instant, a large amount of seawater turned into vapor, with thousands upon thousands of bubbles, several meters high, constantly being created and then disappearing.

“Michael! There’s no need to talk about morality with a shameless scoundrel like you!” Lu Ye said righteously, holding the Book of Enoch in one hand. “As for the punishment for breaking the oath, Enoch will naturally bear it!”

Chapter Ninety-Nine: The Golden Moment!

“Enoch!” Michael was furious upon hearing this.

He had never seen such a shameless person... an angel!

Even though he was an angel born from apocryphal scriptures, Michael never imagined that the other party would be so utterly shameless!

As the strongest warrior before the throne and the angel who guards the glory of the Lord, Michael absolutely cannot tolerate this behavior!

"Enoch! I am ashamed of you! You are a villain more wicked than the red dragon!"

The earth cracked open, and flames and magma surged from the fissures, covering his body.

However, Michael was completely indifferent to the pain of being burned by the flames; at this moment, all he could see was Enoch, who had tarnished the glory of the Lord!

Even if he dies and his soul is forever condemned to hell, he will absolutely kill that despicable Enoch!

"Roar!" Michael roared, flapping his wings, ready to take flight and kill Enoch.

The seawater was churned, forming a massive whirlpool. Coupled with the flames and lava emanating from the distant seabed fissures, all the marine life, large and small, faced annihilation without their knowledge.

However, from the depths of the ocean, countless chains suddenly sprang forth and began to entangle Michael.

Marquis Voban, near Michael, was not overlooked by this tide of chains either.