Nine Realms Battlefield
Hila stepped on Gabriel's wings with her dark green combat boots. She looked down at Gabriel who was almost smashed into a pulp and asked with contempt:
"Obey, or die!"
A ball of black light flickered on Hela’s boots, and the inherent breath of death made Gabriel tremble uncontrollably.
Xiao Hei coiled up, with the scales on his body standing up, rubbing against each other, making a sound of metal armor colliding. Xiao Hei stared coldly at Hela, the bad woman who stole his prey.
It could feel that if it swallowed this prey, its strength would be greatly enhanced.
But this woman had the scent of his master. Xiao Hei hissed twice, and finally his fear of his master overcame his desire for power.
Layers of water mist appeared under the little black scales, and it soared into the air and pounced on the next target.
The black cloud covered most of its body.
As a Gu insect cultivated by Boss Tang himself, Xiao Hei had formed a demon pill several years ago.
In the world of Yama, it is easier for demon cultivators to form demon pills than human cultivators, but the demon pills they form can only barely be called inner pills.
In the world of Jambu, there is a saying that elixir can be divided into nine grades, namely the upper three grades, the middle three grades, and the lower three grades.
Ordinary spirits and demon cultivators have no superior cultivation methods and can only barely absorb and spit out the essence of the sun and the moon.
Over time, after a hundred years, a ball of mottled Dan Qi condensed in the body, which could barely be considered a demon pill, but it was outside the ninth grade.
If you really encounter a serious cultivator or a big demon, the few means of attack for this kind of spirit in the inner alchemy realm is to spray out demon pills to hurt the enemy.
Often times, a Qi-cultivating or foundation-building cultivator with a good magical weapon can kill them and turn the weapons into nourishment for his practice.
Even in the world of Jambu, there are strange stories in which a scholar stays overnight in a dilapidated temple and accidentally sees a fox swallowing a red pill in front of the moon and breathing in the moon's energy.
The scholar snatched it and swallowed it. From then on, he became strong and healthy, with sharp ears and eyes. With the help of this red pill, he took part in the imperial examination and won the first place.
This red pill can also be said to be a demon pill bred by the fox, but it is just a rural legend.
Otherwise, a scholar who was not even capable of tying a chicken would not only defeat a fox demon who had been practicing for a hundred years, but also have his inner elixir taken away.
That fox demon is really lame.
However, this also shows the huge difference in the quality of the pills.
This is like Boss Tang from New York and the leader of a community gang in Los Angeles. In the eyes of ordinary people, both of them are gangsters, have a group of subordinates, and are bad guys.
However, the former can blow the latter to pieces with just a sneeze.
The same is true for forming the elixir. If the elixir is one grade different, the realm will be very different.
Of course, as Tang Song's beloved pet and the food that Boss Tang had reserved for himself, Tang Song was not stingy with Xiao Hei.
Almost 70% of the cultivation methods of the entire Jambu world are imprinted deep in Tang Song's sea of consciousness. Following this wealthy boss, Xiao Hei is no longer one of those ignorant mountain goblins.
Not only did it grow a top-grade inner elixir in its belly, but there was also a dragon ball glowing with a misty luster faintly under its jaw. Under the planning given to it by Tang Song, it was following the path of the ancient celestial dragon.
Back then, when Tang Song was practicing in the secret room, only this little black snake dared to compete without any scruples for the moonlight power that Boss Tang had gathered through the Taiyin Refining Form.
The genes in Xiao Hei's body have also been re-debugged many times, with the addition of genetic fragments of many Titan beasts such as King Ghidorah, Yamata no Orochi, and Leviathan.
It combines the venom of the Yamata no Orochi, the ability of Leviathan to control water flow, and the gene fragments of King Ghidorah, giving it the super adaptability to survive in a vacuum environment.
It can be said bluntly that in terms of martial arts ranking, Xiao Hei can be ranked among the top three in the small group under Tang Song.
The black dragon was robbed of its prey and became angry.
In the starry sky, water vapor from nowhere was gathered by him, and it created a huge wave a hundred meters high out of thin air.
The rumbling waves rolled, creating a grand scene of dragon movement under the starry sky.
The waves rolled, swallowing up the angels who had no time to fly high. The huge body of the black dragon was looming in the waves, opening its huge mouth with fangs and swallowing the angels in big mouthfuls.
At this moment on the battlefield, as those intelligent high-level angels were killed one by one, although the ordinary angels and archangels had the advantage in numbers, without a commander, these biological weapons now became a mess.
Especially after killing Archangel Uriel, Thor from a parallel universe, as well as King Ghidorah, the big cat, and the Yamata-no-Orochi who had their hands free joined the battlefield.
The huge army of angels was dispersed almost like cutting melons and vegetables.
Thor raised the Stormbreaker high, and the thunderclouds it attracted could cover an area of dozens of miles at a time. Those puppet angels tried to struggle foolishly.
The thunder from the sky struck down on their heads, charring their bodies. The wings behind them trembled like chicken wings that had been blown into the water.
Ghidorah's wings stirred up an eighteen-force gale. He flapped his wings and flew across the battlefield, blowing the angels like broken toys swaying in the wind.
Wherever the Yamata no Orochi passed, the void was corrupted into large swamps. The eight heads were like eight automatic turrets, magma, wind blades, venom, and
Fiery red magma, blue wind blades, black poisonous smoke, venom, all kinds of ferocious things were running around in the sky, killing anyone who touched them and hurting anyone who came into contact with them.
Those ordinary angels had no power to resist, especially under the extremely poisonous Yamata no Orochi. After being contaminated by the venom of the Yamata no Orochi, large groups of angels just wailed a few times and turned into a pool of pus and blood.
The big cat had not been with Boss Tang for long, but the evil wind from its mouth had merged the power of the Five Yin Black Evils.
A tiger roared, and the whistling black wind tore at the angels' muscles and wings like a saw.
Once this evil wind invades the body, it will penetrate into the body through the pores like countless poisonous snakes, burning the entire body along the muscle fibers.
This black flame carries some strange poison, and often some angels feel their whole body go limp.
The muscles all over their bodies were quickly dissolved, and the black flames absorbed the energy in their muscles and grew rapidly. Soon, black flames spewed out from their seven orifices, and then turned into torches burning with black flames.
The devil wolves roared, countless undead spirits brandished weapons and climbed up from the sky above the battlefield, and the undead spirits flocked to the battlefield.
"For Asgard!"
Thor, wielding Thor's hammer in his hand, took the lead and jumped high. The lightning drawn by Thor's hammer smashed hundreds of angels in the sky to the ground.
He stepped on the pile of angel corpses, raised his arms and shouted, his red cloak fluttering behind him. Amid the thunder and lightning, behind him, a tide of Asgard berserkers and Heldam's frost giants seemed to be injected with chicken blood and charged towards the angel army that was ten times their number.
Even the light elves who had been standing on the World Tree and providing long-range firepower joined the battlefield riding pure white unicorns.
These slender, pretty elves rode on unicorns and shot arrows at the angels in the air.
The rain of light formed by the golden arrows fell on the angels, piercing through bowl-sized holes in the weapons of these creatures.
The dwarf artillery roared, and hundreds of magic cannons blasted brilliant fireworks in the air.
The crystallization of these magical weapons is even three times more powerful than some high-tech missiles on Earth.
On the magic airship, when the killing god Hela appeared, in order to avoid being liquidated afterwards, or perhaps to intimidate the killing god, the dwarves took out their most valuable things.
A number of magical creations, twice as large as the magic airships that Loki and his companions were riding, appeared on the battlefield of the Nine Realms and began to fire wildly at the angel army.
Large and complex magic patterns appeared on the surface of these magic airships.
Judging from the frequency and power of attacks, the conventional main gun attacks on these magic airships are no less powerful than those of ordinary starships.
Countless magic beams crisscrossed the void, countless angels died in the beams, and white feathers flew all over the sky, as if a chicken farm had been blown up into the sky by a heavy artillery shell.
In just a few breaths, the density of the flying white feathers in the space increased several times, and the cries of the dying angels were everywhere.
Just as the situation on the battlefield began to become clear,
"O Lord, the Most High!"
On the battlefield, there were tens of millions of angels. Except for those angels and the unconscious combat puppets of the Archangel Legion, all the remaining angels suddenly trembled and howled miserably.
They felt a heart-wrenching pain, and many angels even shed tears of blood.
The next moment, in the battlefield of the Nine Realms, tens of millions of angels fell from the sky as if the power had been cut off.
In that scene, even the attacking warriors from the Nine Realms were all stunned where they were, looking at this spectacular scene at a loss.
Archangel Gabriel, who was stepped on by Hela, looked at the sky in horror and shouted almost instinctively; "Impossible! Impossible! My Lord is omnipotent, how could anything happen to her-"
Looking at Gabriel's appearance, Hela roughly guessed that it seemed that the plan of those two bastards Odin and Tang Song had succeeded.
They really killed Jehovah!
Hela lifted the foot that was stepping on Gabriel's wings and looked at the archangel who seemed to have fallen from the clouds with pity, just like looking at a dog that had lost its owner.
Gabriel's incomplete wings emitted a flickering light. She stared at the sky with dull eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.
Looking at the fallen angel in the sky like a snowflake, Gabriel suddenly roared in a low voice, and a scarlet fierce light flashed in her eyes that were originally full of the reflection of the cross.
She glared at Hela and suddenly shouted:
"It's all you, you pagans, you damned blasphemers!
You all deserve to die!"
The next moment, Gabriel's pure feathers of light suddenly turned as black as ink, and even the golden halo above her head turned black.
Gabriel pounced on Hela like a madman. Her whole body was surrounded by a ball of dark light. It was holy light, but it was as dark as ink. She attacked Hela with all her might.
There is a saying in the world of Yamafu that even the Buddha would be afraid of the resurrection of the gods!
There is a precedent of how powerful an archangel can be when he falls. Lucifer, the morning star angel who is as famous as Gabriel, became the lord of hell after his fall.
He instantly became the leader of the seven monarchs of hell and was praised as the devil Satan who was as famous as God!
At this moment, Hela felt a heavy pressure coming towards her. After Gabriel chose to fall, the power he unleashed even surpassed Hela's current strength.
Helpless Hela could only dodge passively, and occasionally use the fastest power of death to counterattack Gabriel.
But Gabriel, who was determined to die, allowed Hela's attack to fall on him. The black short blade of death and the power of death condensed by Hela instantly pierced Gabriel's body with holes.
But facing an opponent who is not afraid of death, even Hela, the goddess of death, is a little flustered.
Gabriel had completely given up any defense. The madness and hatred in her eyes showed a determination to take something with her before she died.
When Hela was in a panic, a lightning bolt condensed from black holy power hit Hela's chest fiercely.
This blow, which condensed all of Gabriel's strength, was like a red iron pillar stabbing into Hela's chest. She screamed in pain and fled backwards in a panic.
The dark green armor on Hela's body, which could be regarded as a divine weapon, was directly pierced. Under Gabriel's desperate attack, Hela's chest bones were almost completely shattered, and her internal organs were also cracked in varying sizes by the powerful attack force.
But the next moment, a white hand was placed on Hela's shoulder, and soon a warm air flowed into Hela's body along the hand, quickly repairing her body.
Her internal organs healed quickly, her bones regenerated rapidly, and even the wound on her chest was quickly wriggling and recovering.
"A qualified general should be like a lion fighting a rabbit, and do his best!"
Gabriel looked at Hela and Tang Song who suddenly appeared beside her, holding on to his last breath, ready to attack.
When Tang Song raised her hand, a streak of blood flashed across her neck, and along with the pale golden blood rushing up into the sky, the Archangel Gabriel also followed in Raphael's footsteps.
Tang Song looked up at the battlefield. As those fearless angel puppets crashed, only hundreds of thousands of high-level angels were left trembling in the sky above the battlefield.
Tang Song pointed with his backhand, and the Great Wilderness Bell flew up into the sky with a ray of spiritual light. Tang Song spat out three mouthfuls of his own true essence on the Great Wilderness Bell in succession. Suddenly, the sound of bells rang continuously in the battlefield. Hundreds of thousands of angels fell to the ground after hearing the bells.
Four puffs of black smoke appeared on the battlefield, and countless distorted and hazy figures were looming in the black smoke. The ghost soldiers in the ghost bone banners rushed out and dragged the fainted angels into the bone banners.
The four ghost bone banners were visibly more ferocious, and thick black air was constantly gushing out from the banners.
The ghost soldiers passed through the area, leaving no grass behind. They took the golden angel blood and messy angel feathers flying all over the sky, as well as the broken angel bodies.
The rattling sound of iron chains continued to echo in the ears of the soldiers from the Nine Realms. The cold black smoke and the vague presence of the ghost soldiers made these warriors, who had just been full of enthusiasm, swallow their saliva.
As the ghost soldiers in the ghost bone banner swept all the remnants of the fallen angels back into the bone banner and transformed them into nourishment within the banner, the black air on the ghost bone banner became thicker and thicker, and the surface of the banner became bright white and transparent, as if it was faintly carved from white jade.
It has a sense of yin and yang giving birth to each other, all natural and perfect.