Whether the gods of the divine realm were prepared to welcome Ryuga's arrival was still unclear at this point.
In any case, after entering the divine realm, Ryuga was quite surprised by the scene before his eyes.
"Whoa, is this the divine realm that Ryuga-sama mentioned? It certainly looks very interesting!"
Following behind Ryuga, flapping her tiny wings, was Jibril who appeared to be only six or seven years old in her young girl form.
"Interesting?"
Hearing this evaluation, Ryuga looked around at his surroundings, where hostile gazes filled every direction.
"For the warlike Flügel race, perhaps it truly is so."
"Yes, I love watching others fight! However, Master, there's one thing that really bothers me."
Jibril shook her head, looking somewhat dissatisfied at the dense crowd of figures before them.
"Why do these guys look so similar to me? Is this plagiarism? It must be plagiarism, right? Can I sue them? And why are there black-winged versions too!"
As soon as Jibril said this, the hostility around them immediately deepened.
"These are angels, fallen angels, and demons. Their appearance is indeed similar to the Flügel. It's probably because in human eyes, wings have always been a symbol of divinity."
Ryuga casually explained.
"However, more than that, I'm more concerned about why we arrived at the Biblical divine realm when it was clearly Athena's summoning?"
That's right, the place he now found himself in was the territory of Christianity. Before the two of them stood two distinct massive armies.
The left army was overall shrouded in thick black mist, with the main force consisting of fallen angels, various demons, magical beasts, and serpentine dragons.
The right army was overall bathed in holy light, flames, and thunder, uniformly composed entirely of angelic legions.
The pure white army of light and the pitch-black army of darkness were arrayed before the Garden of Eden, their colors distinctly separated, with the war situation ready to explode at any moment.
If not for Ryuga's sudden descent from the sky, these two legions would probably have already started fighting.
At this moment, everyone was staring at the uninvited guests before them.
Seeing Jibril with her pure white wings, the fallen angels and demons naturally cast hostile gazes at both Jibril and Ryuga, considering them to be enemies.
As for the angelic side, the hostility in their eyes was even greater, surpassing even that of the fallen angels and demons.
This wasn't strange at all. Although Jibril's appearance leaned more toward a light angel, her physical structure was completely different from normal angels.
This type of similar yet different individual was most likely to trigger the killing intent of the angelic legion.
Because this represented a heretical angel, and heretics were more hateful than demons.
"A heretical angel, and... a God Slayer?"
A few seconds later, a brilliantly shining angel flew out from the army of light.
He possessed broad white wings, held a crimson cross-shaped sword, had features with extremely strong divinity, and his pupils seemed to contain thunder and flames.
Just by looking at that face filled with divinity, Ryuga could recognize the other party's identity.
"The Similitude of God, Michael?"
There weren't many who could lead the angelic legion, and there weren't many angels with such powerful divinity.
"Indeed."
Michael acknowledged his identity, then looked toward Jibril.
"God Slayer from another world, in the matter of slaying evil gods and demons, you have indeed established some merit. However, no matter what, you should not have brought a heretical angel into the Lord's domain."
"Leave behind this heretical angel and convert to the Lord's embrace, and I can let you leave."
Saying this, Michael raised his rose-like sword, pointing the tip at Jibril, with killing intent surging in his pupils.
As a battle angel, guardian of Eden, and Prince of Light, he was an angel who resisted oppression, but also an angel who slayed heretics and maintained the faith of the Lord. Such an existence might be able to tolerate a God Slayer, but absolutely could not allow an enemy like Jibril to leave.
"Heretical angel... are you talking about me?"
Hearing these words, Jibril widened her eyes, then actively stepped forward.
"Do you have any dissatisfaction with my power?"
"Stop!"
Michael immediately shouted to halt Jibril. Seeing that Jibril continued on her own way without any change, his crimson sword directly slashed down.
"Thou must repay thy transgression with pain!"
Accompanied by a judgment voice like thunder, Michael directly chose to attack.
"Hmph! You think you're worthy of fighting me?"
Jibril struck back with a wing, showing no sign of weakness.
Her current state had only one-tenth of her power from her prime period.
However, even having lost the power to instantly kill Heretic Gods, the power she retained was still sufficient to match gods.
"I may have become weaker, but that doesn't mean you've become stronger!"
A spear of light condensed instantly and was released, with immense energy directly piercing through Michael's wing.
"Lord! Protect me! Jesus Christ protect me!"
Michael cried out in pain, but his facial expression didn't change in the slightest.
After realizing the opponent had the advantage in energy, he had no intention of retreating whatsoever, and his attacks became even more fierce.
"Help me defeat the unjust angel! Help me punish the arrogant enemy!"
Under the sacred words of power, Jibril, who was judged as arrogant, immediately felt an additional layer of pressure on her body, as if she had been invisibly judged as a criminal.
Divine authorities often possessed the power to reverse strength and weakness. Even though Jibril's power currently held the advantage, under the effect of the authority, this advantage was quickly reversed.
Jibril, who was deemed to bear sin, directly received punishment.
If this were Jibril at her peak, she would naturally not need to worry about authorities and could simply use her strongest power to achieve a crushing victory.
However, now with only one-tenth of her power remaining, Jibril found it difficult to completely ignore divine authorities.
Unable to use Heaven's Strike, if she were still in that previous state of not mastering any techniques, this battle would inevitably be quite arduous.
Even with carrying a huge advantage, the final fight would be very difficult.
But there are no "what-ifs" in the world.
When she was thoroughly defeated by Ryuga and apologized to others, Jibril naturally wouldn't miss the merchandise that Ryuga was selling.
Products that were too expensive for others were something Jibril could buy without looking at the price.
Among them was the Conceptual Armament worth 990,000.
So—
"Conceptual Armament・Longinus Spear!"
Jibril added the god-slaying attribute to the light spear in her hand.
"The power of the Flügel, plus Ryuga-sama's wisdom, watch me strip this knockoff Flügel completely bare!"
With slight personal emotion, Jibril launched herself at Michael.
The power that could originally contend with authorities through sheer energy, after gaining the blessing of Sanctuary-level god-slaying techniques, directly transformed into overwhelming waves of destruction.
"Boom——!"
Under the violent and swift clash, before Michael could use his trump card—the God-given Right Light—Jibril achieved the feat of god-slaying by directly piercing through his divine core with absolute advantage.
To be continued...
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