The Primordial Spiritual Realm –

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Under the vast starry sky, there are countless remnants and blood, there are shredded war mechas, there are angels with their wings cut off, and there are space battleships that want to stop quietly under the stars in the light of fire.

This is a war without victory!

Whether it was the creatures of the Primordial Spirit Realm or the angelic army of the Western God Realm, they had lost too much, and countless corpses and ruins were lying across the starry sky, a tragic one.

However, the war is not over yet, and there is still a fire burning.

"Kill!"

In the starry sky in the distance, millions of angels of all levels are besieging the powerhouses of all races who control the war mechas, and in the rear of the angel army, it is the mighty sky city.

Countless war mecha were torn apart, and countless powerhouses of various races died in the starry sky, blood splattered everywhere.

"Die to your lowly ants!"

A seraphic angel with eighteen wings on his back roared, holding an angelic holy sword, and the sword light swept by, and tens of thousands of mecha exploded.

More angels rushed into the mecha camp, like tigers entering the flock, emptying the starry sky one after another.

Puff puff......

White beams of light shot from the starry sky in the distance, striking those angels with precision and precision, instantly blasting those angels into nothingness, and only the dazzling angel hearts remained on the battlefield.

"Listen to me and destroy those starry fortresses!"

There was a roar from the Seraph Legion.

The powerful Starry Sky Fortress has brought too much damage to the Angel Army, and the war has continued until now, with at least tens of millions of Angel Elites killed by those Starry Sky Fortresses.

"Attack!"

Legions of angels are gathering and converging towards the starry fortress in the distance.

In the war mecha camp, countless spirit creatures are roaring.

"For the ...... of the Primordial Spiritual Realm"

"For the ...... of the homeland"

"Kill!"

"Kill!!"

Although the strength of the spirit world is not strong, and they are more like ants than the angelic army, they have war mecha.

The attack power of these war mecha is strong and weak, but the weakest is also the true god level, and the strongest can even reach the immortal king level.

Countless war mecha held up energy shields, and while holding laser swords and fighting fiercely with angels, they turned on the mecha cannons and bombarded the surrounding angel army.

As the saying goes, ants bite elephants to death!

Although the strength of the angel army is strong and assisted by the angel battle array, there are too many war mecha on the battlefield, and the number is almost a thousand times that of angels.

Powerful angels also have a hard time resisting bombardment from all sides.

At a glance, on the battlefield, I don't know how many powerful angels were bombarded by small cannons from war mechas.

"Get out of here!"

An eighteen-winged seraphim roared violently and slaughtered into the mecha camp, and the terrifying light power immediately exploded a large area of war mecha around it.

He's so strong that there are almost no war mechs that are his one-in-one enemy. As soon as the Angel Holy Sword was swept away, a large area of war mecha was destroyed.

In the blink of an eye, the eighteen-winged Seraph was surrounded by the wreckage of a war mech.

At this time, the powerhouses of all races were also red-eyed, and they didn't care about life and death at all. They swooped forward in a roar, using their lives to fend off the mighty eighteen-winged Seraph.

However, it was only in vain.

If the sixteen-winged energy angels can be killed by numbers, then the eighteen-winged seraphims whose strength is comparable to the Immortal Emperor Realm can no longer be made up by numbers.

More and more war mechs are destroyed under the angelic holy sword of the eighteen-winged Seraph and the magic of light.

In the war, these eighteen-winged seraphims are like god-killing beings, almost invincible, and their strength is strong enough to break through the energy shield of the starry sky fortress.

"The Legion of the Gods listens to the order, kill!"

The army of the gods, who had already settled a battlefield, entered this battlefield under the orders of Franklin and the space god king Ortopia.

The belated army of the gods unleashed an unprecedented devastating force, killing tens of millions of angels in an instant. Even their angelic hearts were dug up and given as a collection by some cosmic gods to be included in the space ring.

"Damn Franklin, you're going to get retribution!"

An eighteen-winged seraphim stared at Franklin, who was armed with a golden spear, with red eyes and angry eyes.

He couldn't believe that Franklin would lead the gods of the universe to attack their army of angels.

Don't they know what will happen to being enemies of the divine realm?

"Die!"

Franklin sneered, and the golden spear in his hand instantly pierced the body of the eighteen-winged seraphim, and crushed his angelic body.

"Franklin, the supreme god will not let you go!"

"Franklin, Ortopia...... You shameful heretics, I, the Western Divine Realm, will one day exterminate you! Even if you hide in the darkest corners, the glory of the Lord of God will find you out and burn you at the stake!"

"Damn heretics, you're dead!"

On the battlefield, countless angels roared with red eyes.

They would never have imagined that the gods of the universe, whom they regarded as slaves, would betray the Western Divine Realm and become enemies of the invincible army of angels.

Because of this, at the very beginning of the war, the mighty army of angels suffered heavy losses. Nearly 100 million angels of all levels were attacked to death by the gods of the universe.

Since the beginning of the war, half of the army of one billion angels has fallen, and most of them have died at the hands of the gods of the universe.

This shame must be washed away with blood!

"Lord of the gods, great master of the universe, my master of Franklin, is the ruler of this universe......! It will be destroyed at the hands of the great master of the universe!"

Franklin laughed maniacally, and he swept across the battlefield with a golden spear in hand.

The master's strength is too strong for any angel to be his opponent. Even those Seraphic Legion Commanders couldn't resist the power of the Golden Spear.

"Kill! Kill these birdmen, and welcome the master!"

"Roaring ......"

"For the sake of the master of the universe, kill!"

Countless gods, under the orders of the lords of the various gods, have almost defeated the angelic army.

After killing his opponent, an eighteen-winged seraphim roared, "Your Highness Melissa, the goddess of light, the angelic army needs you!"

"Your Highness Melissa, please come down to your true body and punish these shameful heresies!"

A lot of eighte-winged seraphims were yelling.

With the addition of the army of gods, their hopes of victory are getting slimmer. They need leaders, and they need Melissa, the goddess of light, to lead them to victory.

Suddenly......

The few surviving cities in the sky on the battlefield exploded under a sharp tremor that was not controlled by the angelic army.

Boom Boom Boom Boom ......

The explosion of dozens of sky cities was like dozens of huge stars self-destructing, killing tens of millions of angels of all levels in an instant.

Patches of starry sky were cleaned up.

There were angels who shed blood and tears.

"How so?!"