Not a Drop Left

Thus, the "World Tree Offensive and Defensive War" between the Ten Great Divine Eras and the Ten Heavenly Realms had fully begun, and the war had entered its fiercest stage.

At the same time, high in the sky, the vast hollow that had originally opened to welcome Heaven's descent gradually closed. An intense sense of restraint made the angels feel as though they had fallen into a mire, while their unseen connection to the Lord was abruptly severed.

As a result, the blazing white flames around these radiant humanoids suddenly dimmed, and their reactions, speed, and strength were severely weakened.

Caught off guard, the bizarre angels—a wheel covered in eyeballs, a three-headed monster with bird wings, a giant infant wielding an axe, a human-shaped shadow with a bird's beak, and others—were torn apart under the concentrated attacks of gods and humans, dissolving into pure spirit particles.

Even the Gate of Heaven could no longer retrieve and reconstruct their spiritual bodies and Star Core Fragments.

For a time, the Angel Army's numbers plummeted.

"Reverse Genesis!"

"Summon the Nether Mirror!"

"The gears of the world are broken. Now is the time for purification; now is the time for ruin. Destruction and creation are two sides of the same coin. All things change, and death turns to life. Yet the human world has no need for evil. My returning sword shall sever evil—Returning Sword of Final Judgment!"

"Spear of Victory!"

"I am the Thunderbolt that Tears the Stars!"

"Demons, block all heaven and earth!"

"Gungnir!"

"Blazing flames, burn even the gods to ash!"

"By the Mandate of Heaven, may the dynasty endure forever; for a thousand autumns and ten thousand generations, may the imperial throne last eternally!"

"Gae Bolg That Pierces Death!"

Seizing this opportunity, the kings of the Ten Great Divine Eras