South American Grand Impact!

However, even with a large influx of fresh reinforcements, they could only barely offset the Angel Army's numerical advantage.

What made matters worse was the angels' unparalleled regenerative ability. Even if their limbs were shattered, they could still turn into motes of light and gather at the Gate of Heaven above. Bathed in the milky-white Fountain of Saints within the divine kingdom's First Temple, they would briefly recuperate, regain physical bodies, and return to the battlefield for another round of slaughter against the Hellenic Army.

Moreover, even though both were creations of Star Fragments, the angels possessed more functions and a more complete system, making each of them stronger than a Valkyrie.

And they could gather data during battle, absorb spiritrons, and continuously evolve.

Thus, even under siege from multiple sides, the Angel Army recovered quickly after a brief period of confusion and steadily reclaimed the advantage.

As the deadlock dragged on, the Hellenic Army's casualties gradually mounted, and their resistance became increasingly strained.

Meanwhile, the White Colossal Titan, whose shell had been shattered and regeneration interrupted, began to resonate with the stellar core within its body. Its towering divine form started to take shape once more.

At the same time, the golden-red flames pouring from Quetzalcoatl's openings after briefly stalling clung to her surface like viscous liquid, visibly distorting the surrounding space.

"Get lost!"

Uriel, known as the Angel of Wrath, broke out of the encirclement with an enraged roar. Arcs of light flashed in his hand, forming dazzling, tree-like branches that struck through the air ahead.

"Not a chance!"

Just as the lightning spread, hundreds of divine-patterned throwing spears tore through the air and collided with it. The instant they exploded and shattered, they actually diverted the bolts toward the sea.

Uriel looked down furiously, his violet-blue eyes