Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

boom!

In an instant, a short-handled giant hammer roared forward, and wherever it passed, any angels that blocked its path were shattered and broken by the lightning arcs piercing the sky.

Meanwhile, airships swept across the sky, and on their decks were beautiful and slender elves, towering mountain giants and fire giants, and dwarves operating machines.

The flagship at the very center is a ship of the dead constructed from stark white skeletons.

At the bow of the ship, a goddess, half skull and half beauty, sits high on her throne; a handsome man wearing a horned helmet, twirling a dagger in his hand, whistles frivolously with a sinister and playful smile.

"Woo!"

Immediately afterwards, a desolate and majestic horn sounded in the sky, and on the ground where the seven-colored beam of light fell, a majestic one-eyed old man in armor sat astride an eight-legged steed, calling out in a circle.

"Gods and men, twilight has come, the end is nigh!"

Behind him, countless Norse berserkers, druids, and the divinely powerful gods responded in a resounding chorus.

"War! War! War!"

Here come the Norse gods!

Chapter 212 This woman has gone mad again!

With the arrival of the four armies of the gods from Greece, Rome, Mesopotamia, and Northern Europe, the legions of angels that had flooded the skies over the Peloponnese were completely annihilated.

Because they were severed from their connection with Heaven and unable to return to the Holy Pool to be reshaped, many of them turned into scattered spiritual particles and perished in the world.

In an instant, the swift counterattack pushed the front line back to the Sea of ​​Oceanus, successfully halting the invasion of the Angel Legion and temporarily easing the tense situation.

At this moment, after a brief rest, Samael finally broke through the shackles within his body.

Moreover, due to the rising of the planetary spirit, the ether that was originally confined within the planet also surged forth, the world returned to the age of gods, and the restrictions were completely broken.

The successive descents of the gods are the best testament to this.

The ancient serpent's vertical pupils opened and closed rhythmically, its internal energy and blood surging like a tide. Every muscle and every drop of blood was frantically drawing in the surrounding spiritual energy, and a visible etheric vortex even formed around it, attracting the attention of many on both sides of the battle.

Zeus and Odin's pupils constricted slightly, a sense of shock forming in their hearts.

Snakes are animals that are quite adept at swallowing and eating, especially this particular individual, who is a composite of many mythical serpents, and almost every one of them possesses the ability to devour everything to replenish their own essence.

Therefore, Samael's recovery was extremely rapid, and his ever-increasing divine power surged like thunder, quickly returning him to his former peak.

In theory, the most powerful being in a pantheon is the current God-King, and in a divine era, there are multiple branches of pantheons, which can produce multiple God-Kings.

Therefore, the difference between two god-kings is very large.

Above the God-King are the creator gods of the divine ages. They often possess the power to support the entire divine age and control the complete divine kingdom, and are therefore also known as the "Gods of Creation".

Most god-kings are expanding their divine kingdoms, consolidating their foundations, and tracing their origins, striving to achieve perfect inheritance and continuous strengthening. Some god-kings, blessed by destiny, have already reached the pinnacle that creator gods can achieve.

Zeus, Odin, and Kukulkan were roughly in this state.

This is also a basic ranking of strength.

Zeus inherited the power of his father Uranus, possessed the four divine powers of earth, sea, sky, and the abyss, and was favored by fate. Later, with the help of the expansion and influence of the Roman Empire, his power base was enormous, and theoretically he was the strongest among the three...

Odin sacrificed himself to the World Tree, gaining control over the nine worlds. Ragnarok, the Norse god's twilight that destroyed his foundation, had not yet arrived, and the later-emerging Ireland and Celts were also greatly affected by it. Therefore, his power was second only to Odin's.

Kukulkan controlled a Mayan sun age, but unfortunately her era had passed and her kingdom was destroyed. Although she was the future king of the Maya and had amazing fighting power, she was still a little weaker than the two mentioned above.

As for that certain bad guy, sorry, he's even stronger than the three mentioned above.

Samael the Serpent of Eden, Jormungandr the World Serpent, Ouroboros the Ouroboros the World-Destroying Serpent, Apophis the Primordial Serpent, Ophion the Primordial Serpent...

The snake lurks in the shadows, encircling the world, standing in opposition to the light. But where there is light, there will be darkness. The stronger the light, the more terrifying the darkness must be to highlight it.

As an aggregate of these long worms, Samael influenced several eras of gods, though he did not become a mainstream, glorious figure in mythology.

But there's no doubt he's very strong.

However, due to the limited time, he was only slightly stronger than he was during the Battle of the Titans.

This level of capability is passable for dealing with fifth-tier elite Star Soldiers, but it would be quite difficult for sixth-tier ones.

As for the seventh tier, don't even think about it. If you try to charge in alone, you'll be no match for them.

After all, a fully developed Tier 6 Star Guardian has the power to overwhelm multiple Ages of Gods.

The seventh-tier Star Vanguard can reshape stars and rebuild the entire Earth!

This level of skill is often referred to as the "god of star-making".

Limited by the Earth's ether concentration and the constraints of its laws, Wilpa could only reach the seventh level after landing.

Similarly, Gaia, the newborn star spirit who controls the planet's source and manipulates the direction of stars, is also at the seventh level.

However, being able to score 100 points and having only 100 points on the test paper are two completely different concepts.

Just as there are differences between god-kings, there are also differences between the [Gods of Star Creation].

As a predatory planet that harvests civilizations, the number of planetary civilizations that fell under Wilpa's clutches is probably too many to count on two hands.

Before the laws of the world and the source of the planet are extensively eroded, Gaia can still barely fight against Wilpa by virtue of her home-field advantage.

However, if the hollowing out of the world wall intensifies further, or if Wilpa recovers enough spiritual particles, Gaia will undoubtedly be defeated.

Who knows if this thing, after it's had its fill, will completely tear apart that thin world barrier and evolve into the legendary eighth and ninth-tier Star Guardian.

So, the only way to deal with him is the same old method: a righteous gang-up before the Earth is completely destroyed.

As Samael pondered, his serpentine eyes narrowed, and he glanced maliciously at the towering white giant standing on the Sea of ​​Oceanus. Then, he flapped his wings and joined the battle, covering the [Garden in the Sky of Vanity], this mobile fortress, as he charged ahead.

The ancient serpent wielded its flaming demon sword, slashing and thrusting, unleashing pillars of fire that reduced the angels who blocked its path to ashes.

Soon, with his formidable fighting prowess and the combined firepower of the Hanging Gardens, the Deep Sea Fleet, and the Norse undead ships, he carved out two-thirds of the angelic army's width, reuniting with his old friends.

Dangdangdang!

On the battlefield, Samael's figure shifted, and his flaming demon sword spun around, slicing down dozens of light arrows that shot out from behind Athena.

Athena thrust her spear of victory diagonally, shattering a wheel-shaped angel covered in eyes and inscribed with runes. The father and daughter, reunited after a thousand years, completed their coordinated attack with perfect harmony.

"Dad, you're back?"

"Um……"

The two didn't say much, but smiled at each other. Athena's eyes were exceptionally bright, and her pretty face seemed to glow with a radiant light.

"Just come back..."

A gentle whisper came from the side, and the goddess of justice, who had come from Athens to the rescue, smiled with pursed lips.

Samael nodded solemnly, his vertical pupils scanning his surroundings, his gaze sweeping over a familiar face.

Ereshkigal, Ishtar, Gilgamesh, Enkidu... of Mesopotamia

Mayan feathered serpent god, leopard...

Anna of Mount Ares, Chiron the horse teacher, Prometheus the prophet, Echidna the snake mother, and all the children of Typhon...

Everyone is here.

Time has left few traces of years on the gods.

In a hazy memory, everything felt like yesterday.

Their gazes, whether joyful, excited, playful, relaxed, or bewildered, met each other, brimming with a myriad of emotions.

And everything is left unsaid.

Chi Chi!

Immediately following, thunder and rainbows appeared one after another, and Zeus, the king of the gods, and Odin, the great god, each led their respective Roman and Norse gods to gather here.

Zeus remained unchanged; their eyes darted around each other, seemingly friendly, but in reality, they were both scheming how to subdue each other after the battle.

Although Odin was actually the youngest, his sacrifice to the World Tree severely depleted his energy, causing him to lose an eye and grow a long white beard that reached his chest, making him look like an old man in his twilight years.

He seemed out of place compared to the other two young men and middle-aged handsome men.

However, being a god-king with foresight and wisdom, his demeanor remained profound. He wore an eagle helmet, golden armor, and the Pedropnir gold ring on his hand.

Two black crows perched on its shoulders, their eyes the size of beans, gazed intently around, cawing restlessly.

"So this is the Ragnarok you were talking about..."

Odin tightened his grip on the Eternal Spear, gazing at the white colossus above the sea. His single eye reflected the intertwined runes, his gaze growing increasingly dark and unfathomable, and his voice lowered accordingly.

In the world of the blind, one-eyed people reign supreme.

In a world dominated by warlike madness and arrogance among the Norse gods, this chief god of Aesir was a rare sage, naturally possessing exceptional insight.

He saw destruction and death in this monster...

Moreover, the white colossus before them still reeked of blood and fire, and countless mournful cries swirled and surrounded him.

That power and terror chilled even Odin, causing him to tremble with an indescribable fear.

"The Egyptian gods have fallen, and we will be next. A single god fighting this guy is simply suicide. Now that the spirit of the planet has been awakened, if we join forces, we might be able to fight back."

Samael spoke frankly, and the gods all nodded, already having their answer, their gazes turning cold.

"It's about to happen! It's about to happen!"

At this moment, Ishtar looked at the group of glittering, glowing creatures in the sky and the magnificent colors behind the half-open gates of heaven, excitedly rubbing her hands together, her eyes full of ill intent.

"Unit Two, take off!"

Immediately, the great goddess of Uruk blushed and, without hesitation, threw the four-legged divine beast with gold and black stripes into the crowd of angels.

Seeing the miniature unidentified flying object break out of formation and crash down from the sky, the angels instinctively threw light guns, swung their swords and shields, and concentrated a dense beam of energy at the spot.

"Ow!"

Forced to become a meat shield and vanguard, the Bull of Heaven let out a miserable scream with tears in its tiger eyes, but at the same time, the raging aether gathered here poured into the body of this top divine beast.

Boom!

The next moment, the Bull of Heaven expanded wildly like a pufferfish that had been provoked. The small thing, no bigger than a palm, instantly transformed into a colossal creature hundreds of meters tall, with golden-blue lightning flashing around it, violently striking in all directions.

Azure thunder, Heavenly Roar Temple!

As the Noble Phantasm was unleashed, a series of thunderstorms erupted within a radius of dozens of miles, and the angels who had come forward were turned into charred remains and fell from the sky.

Like a swarm of bees, the angels gathered again and attacked, brandishing their swords and slashing at the divine bull that had descended from the sky.

Amidst the clanging of metal, layers of white marks appeared on the Bull of Heaven. The intense shockwaves surged through its internal organs, causing the manifested divine beast to wail incessantly as it rampaged wildly through the ranks of the angels.

"Roar!"

Amidst the mournful roars, thunder and storm raged, sweeping across the newly reorganized angelic ranks, causing chaos and defeat.

"Well done, Gugalana! Now, Maana, let them see our full power!"

"Please, Meslamthea!"

"Do you even know what it's like to stay in the Star Inner Sea every day, you bastard!"

"And the grudge of destroying the underworld! The garden I painstakingly cultivated!"

"Even if you offer up all your treasures, this goddess will never forgive you!"

"You all need to reflect on your actions!"

Immediately following, a heartless animal abuser and a blonde goddess who was still thinking about the destruction of her homeland gritted their teeth and unleashed their divine power. Meteorites from the sky and thousands of stone spears shot from the ocean trenches crushed thousands of angels within range into a pulp.

The Mesopotamians watched as the twin goddesses, who were advancing side by side, were the first to break out of the ranks. While shouting about repentance, they unleashed a barrage of powerful attacks. Their faces twitched slightly as they gritted their teeth and their expressions flushed with excitement.

It seems these two women have gone mad again...

"Lord, grace has been found in this place!"

Thrones, Seraphim, Cherubim, and other high-ranking angels poured out from the gates of Heaven, chanting divine words and regrouping.

"Thunderbolt of light, devastating lightning—Mjollnir!"

"Sky, tear it apart! Stars, shatter it! Everything in the heavens is mine, all that rules the stars is mine! I am the thunder that tears the stars apart!"

At the same time, the two chariots raced side by side. Thor and Zeus, both gods of thunder, hurled their short-handled hammers and raised their scepters of judgment. Thunderclouds and storms filled the sky, falling like a torrential downpour. The angels dodged and weaved, but were quickly annihilated by the chaotic arcs of lightning, turning into spiritual particles that flowed back to the gates of heaven.

"That's a beautiful hand-held hammer, buddy!"

A light, frivolous clapping came from the ship of bones. The handsome man standing on the deck, looking at the imposing presence that was almost as great as that of the Olympian god-king, muttered excitedly.

Upon hearing the words that evoked a stark contrast between a muscular man and women in drag, Thor's forehead veins bulged, his face darkened, and he nearly threw his almost uncontrollable throwing hammer at his gossipy sworn brother.