Far away from the battle between Odin and Medusa...
The demons had gathered upon the Fallen Isles, where the Demon King resided alongside his rulers, his strongest followers, and Bloody Mary.
Everyone stared at the sky in stunned silence.
Directly above them...
A massive, terrifying island floated in the heavens.
It radiated an overwhelming golden and white aura, its brilliance illuminating the entire sky.
Upon that celestial island...
Stood the Archangel.
Behind him were the Twelve Guardians, while beside them stood the Angelic Army, consisting of thousands of warriors.
The Archangel stood at the edge of the island, gazing coldly at the Demon King below, his face devoid of emotion.
Then he spoke in a calm voice,
"You are still the same, Mara."
The moment those words left his lips...
He calmly raised his hand.
Suddenly...
A tremendous golden light erupted from the island, spreading across the heavens until it seemed as though a second sun had been born.
In the next instant...
A devastating golden beam shot downward, heading directly toward the Fallen Isle below.
The Demon King, Mara, frowned.
He waved his hand, stopping both his rulers and his wife from intercepting the attack.
At that very moment...
Dark demonic energy condensed within his palm.
Moments later, it took the form of a strange black sword.
The sword was enormous.
Its blade alone was as long as the Demon King himself, whose colossal body rivaled the mountains in height, revealing the weapon's terrifying size and weight.
The Demon King calmly gripped the sword.
Then he swung it once.
The instant the blade collided with the golden beam...
The beam was split in half.
A terrifying black aura erupted forth, swallowing the front of the beam and bringing its advance to a complete halt.
The Archangel watched the scene without emotion.
Then a golden spear, radiating extraordinary power, appeared in his hand.
Before making his move...
He glanced toward the Twelve Guardians and the Angelic Army of thousands.
Then he declared in a majestic voice,
"Attack."
The moment he uttered that single word...
He vanished within a pillar of light.
In less than a heartbeat...
He appeared directly before the Demon King.
Without the slightest hesitation...
He thrust his golden spear forward with terrifying force.
But the Demon King did not retreat.
Instead, he met the attack head-on with a swing of his demonic sword.
The instant the Archangel's spear collided with the Demon King's blade...
The entire world suddenly fell silent.
Every sound disappeared.
Then...
A horrifying shockwave exploded outward, sweeping across the battlefield.
The Fallen Isle upon which they stood was completely destroyed by the force of the collision.
The black and golden auras spread in every direction, tearing apart the sky and sending enormous waves crashing across the ocean.
Meanwhile...
The armies of demons and angels, along with Bloody Mary, swiftly withdrew from the site of the clash.
Every warrior had already chosen an opponent.
Not a single one wished to approach the battlefield of the Demon King and the Archangel.
Everyone knew...
That their first clash was merely the bell announcing the beginning of a battle...
And the beginning of a devastating war.
Elsewhere...
The Dragon King gazed coldly at the Leader of the Giants, who had emerged from the depths of the ocean.
The Leader of the Giants, together with the rest of his race, had completely surrounded the Fallen Isle.
In contrast...
The Dragon King stood upon the island, surrounded by the Dragon Army.
The Dragon King looked at the Leader of the Giants.
He did not say a single word.
Instead...
He attacked immediately.
He spread his colossal wings.
Then soared into the sky.
At the same moment...
Every dragon followed behind him.
Together, they opened their jaws.
A tremendous torrent of flames poured forth, engulfing the giants, whose bodies rivaled mountains in size.
The Leader of the Giants laughed at the attack.
Then he casually waved his enormous hand.
The flames were swept aside with ease.
The other giants did the same, effortlessly dispersing the sea of fire.
The Dragon King looked down.
Then said coldly,
"You have come to your death, Kronos."
Kronos, the Leader of the Giants, smiled.
He raised his head and looked directly at the Dragon King, Nidhogg.
Then said with a mocking grin,
"Show me the best you've got... you flying lizard."
Those words were a blatant insult.
The moment Kronos spoke them...
The dragons erupted in fury.
From that very moment...
The war between the dragons and the giants began.
At the same time...
The war between the demons and the angels had already begun.
Thus...
The entire world descended into a devastating conflict between the races.
A war whose ending...
No one could foresee.
(Author's Note):
Hello everyone! Thank you for your continuous support of this novel; your comments and interactions mean the world to me.
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