Battlefield of the Gods

At the same time, the other eight Ages of Gods also began sounding the horns of war.

Second Sequence, Radiant Composite Temple—Egypt.

Gabriel, the Angel of Water, gazed at the vast, boundless desert and could not help falling into brief astonishment. In such an environment, her Authority and the water-aligned traits of her subordinates were greatly weakened.

But before the scattered Angel Army could regroup and begin eroding this Age of Gods, fierce winds howled all around. Yellow sand surged as tornadoes swept past, blowing those radiant humanoids every which way.

Roar!

A moment later, earth-shaking roars rang out. Tens of thousands of sphinxes charged forth in formation, raising their hooves and beating their wings as they trampled and rammed forward madly.

Even more terrifyingly, the desert beneath the Angel Army began to flow and heat up, frantically evaporating the moisture in the air and making the environment even drier and harsher.

"Let all waters be divided above and below. Those above shall form clouds and bring rain, purifying filth!"

Gabriel solemnly chanted divine words. The temperature in the desert plummeted, raindrops poured down, the surroundings grew damp, and the windblown sand gradually eased.

"Praise be to you, Ra, for your wondrous rising!

You rise and shine, making the heavens roll aside.

You are the King of Gods, the Lord of All Things!

We came from you, and through you became sacred."

Yet a solemn, low chant came from the calmed sandstorm, echoing through the yellow sky.

Then, several Dark Night Sun Ships, their hulls covered in runes and able to pass unhindered through wind and sand, carried Egyptians filled with hatred as they gathered here.

Once, they had lost their homeland and their loved ones.

When disaster had subsided, they had been the weak. Amid ruins and desolation, they