Cultivation Chronicles in the Marvel Universe

Chapter 289: War Conference (5000)

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Blood blurred Thor's eyes, and he barely swung out the hammer of Thor, knocking a six-winged angel away.

Before Thor's hammer could fly back, the angels besieging him seized the opportunity and rushed forward, stabbing at him continuously with their sharp cross swords flashing with holy light.

Thor barely managed to protect his face and chest, which were vital parts of his body, but his back and arms were pierced with dozens of wounds of varying sizes by the cross sword that was shining with holy light.

"call!"

The pain in his body seemed to arouse Thor's ferocity. Under his armor, flashes of lightning appeared. It was the awakening of the god of thunder that was sealed in his body by Odin.

Blazing white lightning surged out along his armor, and even his eyes turned blazing white, spewing out lightning.

Thor's ferocious performance made the six-winged angels in the angel army stop in their tracks. However, compared to these power angels who cherished their lives, the main angels.

Those two-winged and four-winged puppet battle angels did not know what fear was and still swarmed towards Thor.

Without Thor's hammer, he simply swung his arms and used his arm armor to block the swords of the puppet angels. Among the densely packed enemies, he grabbed the ankle of a four-winged angel, used it as a weapon, and performed a windmill move.

When he finished his punch, he only had half of the four-winged angel's thigh left in his hand.

"call"

Thor threw the half thigh in his hand and stretched his right hand towards the sky. Not far from him, the hammer of Thor, which was sealed by thousands of angels' magic, was shining with rune lightning.

Then, this divine weapon forged from the core of the Death Star directly pierced through the hundreds of holy light barriers set up by thousands of angels. With the sharp sound of thunder and lightning breaking through the air, it pierced through the bodies of more than a dozen angels in succession and flew back into Thor's hands.

Thor raised the hammer in his hand. His body, which was about to collapse, had returned to normal. Moreover, his body had never been so energetic and vigorous.

He even felt that he didn't need Thor's hammer at all. With just a wave of his hand, he could control the power of thunder and lightning at will and destroy a mountain!

... ... ... .

"grown ups!"

An angel standing behind Gabriel caught a glimpse of Thor holding up the hammer in awe. He knelt on one knee and challenged Gabriel to a fight. The four pairs of wings behind him flashed with white holy light.

In Western mythology, angels were created by God to maintain world peace and stability.

The level of an angel corresponds to the number of wings. The number of wings determines how strong the angel is.

Angels and archangels have two pairs of wings; power angels and main angels have three pairs of wings.

The higher-level archangels have four pairs of wings, the cherubim have five pairs of wings, and the seraphs have six pairs of wings.

In the dimension of heaven, ordinary angels and archangels are nothing more than biological weapons and combat puppets. Only angels above the level of power angels are considered real life forms.

Gabriel glanced at the throne angel and nodded slightly. The eight-winged throne angel turned into a white holy light and soared into the sky. Behind him, a dozen six-winged angels, thousands of four-winged angels, and tens of thousands of two-winged angels followed closely behind him and pounced towards Thor, the god of thunder.

... ... ...

“Hoo, hoo, hoo!”

Thor swung the hammer in his hand, venting the thunder and lightning power in his body. The mass of the hammer created a huge vortex of air around him. Thunder rumbled, and white lightning was looming in the vortex, like thunder dragons. These thunder dragons bit the angels and archangels beside them.

At this time, the eight-winged angel had come not far from Thor, and the many six-winged angels behind him began to chant and pray.

Countless holy lights gathered towards him from the gate of heaven. Behind those six-winged angels, the wings behind thousands of four-winged archangels and two-winged angels began to become illusory.

Their cores, the power of faith that forged them, were also sacrificed and gathered into the power of holy light.

With a smile unique to a sacrificer, the eight-winged angel slowly raised his right hand.

Countless holy light powers gathered in his hand into a white ball of light the size of a human head, floating in his palm.

He looked at Thor swinging his hammer and said lightly: "Sinners who blasphemed the glory of the Lord, accept the final judgment from the Lord!"

With a hook of his finger, a white ball of light whizzed towards Thor.

The blinding white light enveloped the sky and the earth. The strong holy power transformed into terrifying light and heat. In an instant, the temperature reached nearly ten million degrees. A large pit with a diameter of two kilometers appeared on the ground where Thor originally stood. The circular pit was as bright as a mirror and could even reflect a human figure.

Sif, who had just been rescued by the armored man in the sky, looked at this scene and screamed instinctively. As for Loki, his face froze instantly, as ugly as if his brother had died.

... ... ... .

In the center of the pit, something that looked like charcoal that had been burned slowly moved, and large chunks of coke powder fell. Under the object that looked like a head, a young leaf as crystal as emerald emitted a green light like a firefly.

The green light slowly merged into the charcoal, and Thor, who was roasted into charcoal, regained vitality in the tissue cells in his body that were almost destroyed by the holy light.

The Redemption of the Goddess of Life, the legendary artifact of the Aesir, after the last bit of green fluorescence was injected into the charcoal body below, it directly turned into a piece of transparent glass, shattered into a pile of dust and drifted away.

"heresy!"

The eight-winged angel flapped his wings and frowned in disgust at the charred body in the pit that was still slowly emitting the breath of life after receiving his final judgment.

A silver sword with a rose hilt appeared in his hand. A dazzling holy light burst out from the sword and slashed towards the charcoal at the bottom of the pit.

Boom!

A thick bolt of lightning exploded from the sky, and then a bloated figure appeared in the center of the pit, blocking the holy light slash of the eight-winged angel with one hand.

The golden visor helmet completely covered the face of this guy who suddenly stood up. Behind him was a big red cape fluttering in the wind, which looked very stylish.

Of course, if you ignore the big belly bulging out from under his breastplate, he does look like a strong man.

"heresy!"

The eight-winged angel swung the cross sword in his hand, and countless holy light sword rains pierced towards the fat man in front of him.

But the fat man in armor was even faster than him. The eight-winged angel only felt a flash before his eyes and a lightning spread. He only felt a flash before his eyes and the fat man's figure appeared in front of him. The huge and sharp axe came right at him on the head!

He tried his best to swing the sword in his hand to block!

"laugh!"

Thor slowly raised the Stormragen in his hand and carried it directly on his shoulder. The sharp axe blade of this artifact was not even stained with a trace of blood.

He raised his leg and kicked his split body into two pieces into the army of angels in front of him. He looked around, faced the surging army of angels, and hooked his finger at them.

Just as countless armies of angels rushed towards the armored man holding an axe.

A trumpet sounded from in front of the gate of heaven, and the tide-like attack of the angel army stopped instantly.

Thor looked in the direction of the sound of the horn, and under the gate of heaven, two eight-winged angels were blowing two white horns vigorously, and the humming sound echoed throughout the entire battlefield.

On the battlefield in front of the World Tree and the Gate of Heaven, countless angels retreated like a tide at the sound of trumpets, leaving behind the bewildered soldiers of the Nine Realms.

Thor's eyes met Gabriel under the Gate of Heaven, a flash of lightning and a ray of holy light intersected, and both of them groaned at the same time.

"If it's not Odin, then who is it? Frey, the god of abundance. No, didn't he die in Odin's war against the nine realms? Besides Odin and Thor, who else can control the power of thunder and lightning? Could it be Zeus, the king of gods on Mount Olympus!..."

Under Gabriel's fearful gaze, Thor walked into the pit as if no one was around, carried the molting charcoal on his shoulder, and blew a loud whistle.

A rumbling thunder sounded, and then two golden lights rushed out from the top of the World Tree, appearing in front of everyone with a golden light.

The two golden lights were actually two goats with curved horns. They were pulling a chariot and flying through the air. Their footsteps sounded like thunder.

"It's the Baretooth Howler and the Tooth Grinder. Aren't they fostered in Asgard by Thor?"

Sif had sharp eyes and recognized at a glance that the two goats were Thor's mounts. However, Thor had always disliked the two goat chariots for being rustic. He was used to using Thor's hammer and rarely took the two goats into battle.

Loki's eyes never left the fat armored man. He always felt inexplicably familiar with this armored man.

The goats pulled the chariot to a stop in front of the armored man. The two goats nudged Thor with their horns and licked the coke in his hand.

After Thor got on the car, the two goats walked in the air, as if they turned into two lightning bolts, crossing the battlefield and returning to the World Tree.

What’s strange is that from beginning to end, the Heaven Dimension side did not pursue.

... ... ... .

Over the next few months, the war between the Nine Realms and the Heaven Dimension raged.

Both sides increased their troops, and dozens of wars of varying sizes broke out over the course of several months.

The Heaven Dimension relied on a large number of angels, archangels and other combat puppets. At its peak, it once penetrated into the territory covered by the World Tree.

However, although the number of people on the Nine Realms side is small, they have two top combat forces, Thor and Ghidorah, from the parallel universe. Unless the Seraphim from the Heaven Dimension take action, these angel armies will not gain much advantage.

Especially in the later period, Tang Song also threw the Yamata-no-Orochi, which was used as a blood cow in the dark world, to this battlefield.

There is no oxygen in the starry sky, but the battlefield constructed by the World Tree and the Gate of Heaven simulates an environment that is enough for this ancient Titan to exert his power.

The eight heads of the Yamata no Orochi spewed magma, flames, venom, and wind blades. Wherever its snake body passed, the ground transformed by the World Tree even turned directly into a swamp.

After the angel army broke through the fire demon's defense line with its numerical advantage, it was this immortal and indestructible ancient Titan that stopped the angels on its own.

This ancient Titan is not only physically strong and immortal, it is also a troop carrier. From its body and under its scales fly out dense swarms of flying skeleton monsters and bone gods and demons, which really makes the unsuspecting angel army suffer a great loss.

However, even so, the Heaven Dimension still did not send out angels with more than eight wings, and the several main attacks were all carried out by eight-winged angels.

The Heaven Dimension was unwilling to use all its strength, but it also did not retreat.

After a few months, even a fool could see what they were waiting for.

... ... ...

Earth, Italy, Rome, thirty miles away from the original central cathedral, located in Italy, there is an ancient castle with a simple appearance.

Although this castle is in Italy, if someone looks up the owners of this castle, they will find that this castle belongs to the Vatican.

The black stretched sedan drove along the tree-lined avenue with tall trees on both sides and stopped in front of the closed gate.

Through the carved bronze gate, you can see the brightly lit main building.

As soon as the car drove to the gate, the gate slowly opened inwards.

The driver slowly drove the car into the spacious house.

There is a fountain in the middle of the yard, and clear water droplets splash on several little angel statues flying around the fountain.

There are trees and grass on both sides of the yard.

The car stopped in front of the main entrance of the main building. The driver got out and opened the door for Lai En.

Ryan walked slowly towards the main building of the manor, his ears, which were dozens of times more sensitive than before, catching the sounds around him.

Apart from the rustling sound of the wind blowing through the trees, there was no other unusual phenomenon.

The main building door opened, and a tall figure ran out quickly, opening his arms and rushing towards Lai En.

"Brother Lai En!"

Ryan was hugged tightly by Adam, and the force made his whole body tense. If he was not in a strong physique, he would have broken at least a few ribs.

"Father, where's the boss? Isn't he here?"

Adam leaned over to look at the black car. Knowing that Tang Song didn't like him calling him father, he changed his words and said,

"The boss hasn't come out yet!"

"Oh?!" Adam lowered his head, unable to hide the disappointment in his eyes.

"After I'm done here, I'll take you back to the manor. One of the boss's clones has gone to Norway, and I'm sure he'll be back soon!" Lai En patted Adam's shoulder, who was feeling a little depressed, and comforted him.

Hearing what Ryan said, Adam's face suddenly lit up with joy, and he took Ryan's hand and walked inside.

"Brother Ryan, West and the others are waiting for you inside. They have been fighting fiercely for the title of Pope during this period. By the way, Brother Ryan, where is Brother Kane? Why didn't he come?"

"He went to Detroit. Some guys targeted our money printing machine. Your brother Kane went to deal with it!"

"Targeting our money printing machine!?! Who is it? I'll crush him with one punch!"

Hearing that someone dared to touch his things, Adam angrily threw a punch, and the heavy door in front of him was smashed into pieces by his punch.

There were crackling sounds, and a large area of furnishings in the main building's lobby was smashed to pieces.

Two sets of medieval armor standing in the corner of the hall were pierced by two wooden bars and hung on the wall in a mess.

In the hall, West, who was about to come over to greet Ryan, grimaced in pain. Although the two sets of medieval armor were not holy objects, they were also priceless antiques. Today, they were directly ruined by Adam.

However, after spending the past few days together, he knew that Adam was a straightforward person, and they had a request to make to Tang Song. Faced with the ruined gate and antique armor, he could only smile bitterly and ask the servants in the castle to clean up the mess.

"Mr. West, long time no see! And this gentleman, I think he is the chief referee, hello, and hello to all the bishops. I am Lai En, and I am here on behalf of my boss. I am sorry, but he is busy with something, so I will be in charge of everything here!"

Lai En bowed gracefully to everyone in the hall. Having been Tang Song's butler for a long time, Lai En's movements had a very aristocratic style.

"Where's Tang? Why doesn't he come in person? This is about the election of the Pope!"

An old man in a red robe questioned Lai En rudely.

Lai En tilted his head, his face full of confusion: "Who are you?"

The red-robed cardinal was so angry at Lai En's words that his whole body was shaking. He stretched out his finger, pointed at Lai En, and kept saying "you you you" for a long time, but didn't say anything.

"Lian, this is Bishop Martin. He was originally a strong candidate for this Pope. Who would have thought that something like this would happen in the middle of the process!" West's mouth curled up, but he quickly covered it up and introduced him to Ryan.

Lai En nodded in sudden realization: "So this is Bishop Martin! I think the bishop is not in good health. It is better for him not to participate in the election of Pope, lest he has any health problems again!"

"You! You!" Bishop Martin was so angry that he almost jumped up. He looked around, but found that everyone around him was looking at him with sarcasm.

Plop! This cardinal, once a strong contender for the Pope, fainted from anger.

No one in the hall cared about this guy who couldn't tell the difference between the big and small kings and couldn't see the situation clearly. Strictly speaking, Archbishop Martin was not a core figure of their Holy Shield Brotherhood.

Instead, he was lured over by them, and this time when Michael descended, he was also included in the liquidation team.

As a result, after being rescued by Adam this time, the old guy kept saying that he had worked hard and made great contributions, and he insisted on becoming the Pope.

In the past, the Brotherhood of the Holy Shield wanted to win him over because they needed a candidate with high support rate to run for Pope within the Vatican. Now, the Vatican’s opponents and even the Pope have died in the terrorist attack not long ago.

Martin!? Who is he

It was not until a group of people escorted Lai En to the conference room on the second floor that several young priests and servants helped the unconscious bishop back to the bedroom.

In the conference room, several servants served tea. Not long after the group sat down, West, who was most familiar with Ryan, couldn't help but ask after being signaled by several people:

"Mr. Ryan! What does the World Security Council say?"

Lai En picked up the red teacup in front of him, took a sip, looked at the expressions of the crowd, and said slowly: "In order to avoid causing panic among the believers, the World Security Council decided to follow the Vatican's argument that the Pope died in the terrorist attack on the Central Cathedral not long ago."