Beelzebub is like a flying jar of paint.

At no time did the demon forget to spread plague and vermin in the places it passed, it was its instinct, the very existence of Beelzebub.

But that dark green smoke had no effect on the angels.

This falcon is covered with a pure white light that belongs to science, which allows it to ignore all curses and diseases.

Angels move in the air like lightning, silently, like phantoms.

Beelzebub could not escape the talons, the giant fly had been caught by angels more than once, but each time, it managed to escape after a puddle of green blood at the cost of nothing more than a scar.

The angel followed the demon, adding wounds to its body, and in just a few moments, the huge fly was covered in bruises, and it seemed that this battle would be the first to end.

But Beelzebub didn't give up, the demon had its own way of fighting, and despite the lack of endless necromancy, it was very passive indeed.

When the falcon disappeared in front of the flies again, a green circle rose from the ground.

It was a classic demonic magic, full of scientific disgust, even for angels.

The angel that appeared from the sky fell into bondage, and it was caught almost instantly.

The falcon was not good at fighting with strength, and after falling into the trap, he lost his most powerful speed, and Beelzebub was already victorious.

The Lord of the Flies approached the bound angel with a poisonous mist and a buzzing swarm, a look of disgust in the pure light, and then tore open the falcon's chest.

There is no blood, only pure light in the angel's body.

But it is indeed weakening, and the power is flowing away.

Beelzebub waited patiently, it didn't know when the angel would lose all his power, it didn't matter, the demon just liked to see it.

Then the falcon's wounds began to heal, and almost instantly, the angel was already intact.

It broke free from the circle and disappeared into thin air under Beelzebub's astonished gaze.

In the next moment, there was an additional wound on the demon's body.

The science that watched it all sighed.

"Should I say everything was expected......

To the gods, whether demons or angels, they are but appendages to him, and in the eyes of the all-knowing, both are puppets, and they will only follow a predetermined path to the end.

The battle in front of us is the most obvious proof of all this, a battle that does not need a reason, a stalemate without surprise, and even twists and turns are expected.

The spectators of mortals caused all this, but it was also expected, after the gates of hell were opened, this was no longer a battle that mortals could meddle in, after all, no one could kill the undead, and rushing into the battlefield as a mortal only meant stupidity.

For him, the only thing left to look forward to was the performance of the giant tree, and although the mortals were planning something, they could not succeed in the face of the terrifying angels.

But the giant tree failed to break the stalemate, it seemed to have grown to the limit and could no longer expand the area shrouded in metal thorns, and the angels and demons in battle carefully avoided the dangerous spiked forest.

Science could only watch the battle on the ground helplessly, he knew it would be a long time, but it was too early to open the next seal, and he had to leave time for mortals to plan.

After all, at this time, it is really surprising to still feel the hope of mortals.

Beyond the battlefield, distant places have begun to approach mortals, who have seen the towering metal trees of the battlefield, and the terrifying demons and angels, but these mortals still hold on to hope.

This makes the sight of the scientific eye holding on to the angel and trying to tear it to pieces less unbearable.

The demon was tightly wrapping around the angel who was more like a monster than it, it writhed like a snake, tightly wrapped around the winged man's face, one of the lizard's wings covering the eyes of the face, and five sharp claws clawed at the angel to tear it to pieces.

The angel was struggling, its pure white glow burning the demon, but the monster was indifferent to the damage.

Then a terrifying flame began to burn.

Throughout the battlefield, even far away from the battlefield, everyone felt a terrifying heat wave, it was like a sun falling on the earth, so dazzling, so hot, unbearable.

The demon was ignited, and it let out a terrible howl of pain, and the terrible sound seemed to rise from the bottom of the human heart, rushing straight to the throat, tearing the human chest in half.

Tiamat ushered in the end of the story, the ending of the story that had long been written, and science was of no interest to it, but the hearts of all onlookers were shocked.

There is no seat for demons in the new world, and the angels naturally deserve to be victorious.

As if it were a signal, the bull tossed Abaddon to the ground, the falcon snatched Beelzebub's wings away, and the king of flies fell to the ground in disarray.

The lion finally broke free from the endless necromancy and soared high into the sky.

"Science!"

It was the cry of angels, the voice of ten thousand people, the terrifying sound that made mankind lose its mind, like thunder that resounded through the four fields.

Then the lion threw his sword at the demon.

At that moment, a terrible rain of fire descended on the earth, and blue flames continued to fall to the ground like a heavy rain, and the heat burned the soil into glass, and the impact made the earthquake tremble.

All the necromancers were killed in an instant, it was the power of science to give the angels the authority of judgment to kill the undead from hell, Mephistopheles relinquished control in advance, and the originally towering demon body was like a crumbling sand sculpture, and the necromancer fell like gravel, and then dissipated in flames.

This is the power of angels.

Abaddon and Beelzebub were not spared from the terrible rain of fire, and the demons were completely dissipated in the terrifying attack, leaving no ashes, nothing left, pure white light swept through, and nothing was left on the earth.

Now, there is only one last line of defense left in front of mortals.

The angel turned ten thousand eyes to the metal tree that towered above the battlefield, that was not a servant of science.

The lion raised its front paws again, and the sword rose from the ground and returned to the angel's hand, and then, it aimed its blade at the collection of spikes.

Science looked at the ground and began to hesitate.

He didn't know if he should stop the angels, this giant tree was the last hope of humanity, and it would be disappointing to leave so early.

Then a monster rushed out of the gates of hell.