Ian took steady steps and slowly walked towards the huge magical expeditionary force that was about to issue a crusade against Elysium - an invincible army that he personally named "Royal Knights". Since he was really too lazy to spend his brain cells in this plane to come up with a more Haki designation, he simply copied the names that the aborigines in the main timeline were familiar with. In order to show the military power of the expeditionary force, even the special magic robes worn by this group of magic knights were perfect replicas of the classic styles in the original comics.
After arriving at this solemn assembly area, Ian stopped and looked like Abyss at the group of Knights members with their eyes burning with enthusiasm and fighting spirit, as well as the team leaders who held their heads high and their chests high.
"Are you all ready, everyone?" His deep voice was not loud, but with the blessing of magic power, it roared clearly in everyone's ears.
"Always be prepared, my lord!" The deafening chorus responded soaring into the sky, shaking away the floating clouds in the sky.
"Very good. The third group, report your situation, how is the operation of 'Arcane Heart'?" Ian turned to look at the third group responsible for logistics and position construction.
"Sir, everything is operating normally and the magic power output is absolutely stable." Yashir, the commander-in-chief, reported respectfully and confidently.
Ian nodded slightly, with absolute majesty in his eyes. "Have the tactical plans been engraved in your mind?"
"Never forget!" Everyone shouted in unison, their fighting spirit rising to the sky.
"Go. As your commander-in-chief, I have used all available means to ensure your survival. But if in this War Against Heaven, all backup plans fail, and you really encounter a certain death situation... Remember my words: use all means, even Reducto, You must retain even a trace of your existence or soul fragments. As long as there is a medium, I can reverse time and space and use Time Magic to bring you back from the dead Abyss!" Ian's words undoubtedly gave everyone a shot in the arm and pushed their morale to its peak..
"Swear allegiance to the Magic Emperor to the death!" The knights burst into thunderous shouts of gratitude and oaths.
"All troops, attack!"
Ian led this mighty army to the bottom of a towering tree that towered into the clouds and seemed to be able to pierce the sky. There stood a portal emitting mysterious fluctuations.
He stood with his hands behind his hands, watching quietly as the knights turned into streaks of light, and stepped into the door of flowing light without hesitation. After the last person entered, the soil under his feet surged and reorganized under the catalysis of Alchemy, turning into a gorgeous and cold throne. He sat down majestically.. Immediately afterwards, a huge holographic magic projection screen slowly unfolded in front of him, monitoring everything that happened in Elysium like a god's perspective.
The moment the expeditionary force was accurately teleported to their respective floors, the two key auxiliary personnel who remained behind immediately launched a race against time action.
Nero took a deep breath and took out a magic orb that exuded terrifying energy fluctuations from his arms. It contained the ocean-like original magic power that Ian had injected in advance.. She threw the orb into the air, her hands turned into phantoms and quickly formed seals. She used her ultimate Sealing Magic combined with the power of the orb to forcibly cross the boundary and set up an indestructible barrier on the fourth floor of Elysium, directly cutting off the reinforcement routes that the higher-ups of the gods might send.
At the same time, Dorothy closed her eyes and used her unique Dream Magic. This invisible dream power instantly penetrated the dimensional barrier and established a secret spiritual link with her companions at the top of Elysium. In this absolutely safe field, as long as she is willing, she can pull anyone's consciousness into her dream space at any time for encrypted communication.
The first person she pulled into the dreamland was Nacht, who had sneaked into Elysium alone a month ago to carry out death ambush.
"You don't look good, your face is as pale as a dead person." Dorothy looked at the exhausted Nacht in the dream, raised his eyebrows and teased.
"If you were chased by the lackeys of gods from an entire dimension all over the world for a whole month, your complexion wouldn't be any better than mine." Nacht snorted coldly, with a coldness honed on the edge of life and death in his tone.
"As long as you are alive, you will have output. Have you obtained any valuable information?" Dorothy stopped joking and asked seriously.
"I got some core secrets, but because the defense was too tight, I only explored the second floor." Nacht quickly revealed all the enemy deployment and trap mechanisms that he had desperately explored.
After receiving the intelligence, Dorothy cut off the dream and instead used the magic communication props distributed by Ian to contact the assault teams on other floors. She did not force the other frontline personnel into the dream, because at this moment, they were most likely to have exchanged fire with the enemy head-on, and any distraction could lead to the loss of their bodies. Her dream communication was only used as a final backup method when the magic props were disrupted by the enemy's magnetic field.
The screen cuts to the first layer of Elysium.
The moment Elves's elite landed, they skillfully began to arrange a complicated summoning array around an ancient monument named "Tree of Life (Tree of Life)", trying to build a coordinate anchor point for the arrival of Ian's body.
Such a blatant plane invasion naturally alerted the guards on the first floor in an instant. Accompanied by the sound of sacred horns, thousands of angel armies were like white locusts, overwhelmingly swarming towards Magic Knights with great momentum.
The person responsible for leading the first brigade to face the enemy was Golden Dawn's deputy commander, Langris.
"Is this the so-called 'Army of Angels'? The magic power fluctuations are so pitifully weak!" Langris sneered contemptuously, slowly raising his right hand, and the fingertips were already pulsed with heart-stopping destructive space magic power.
"Don't be too excited, brat, don't forget the Magic Emperor's death order: capture him alive as much as possible, and don't kill him!" the brother behind him, Finral of Black Bulls, reminded with a black line on his face.
"What a shame, I know it well!" Langris curled his lips impatiently, and the magic book exuding dim light had been opened and floating in front of him.
"Space Magic: Spatial Prison!"
Boom! A huge translucent cube instantly expanded rapidly in the center of the battlefield, like cutting tofu, packing up the army of angels that rushed over like a tide with extreme violence. Only a few high-level soldiers with good strength and extremely fast reactions narrowly escaped from the capture range of the prison with fluttering wings.
"Oh? You actually dodged it? You're pretty good at it." Langris raised his eyebrows with interest, as if he was looking at a few slightly stronger ants.
The person who escaped capture was the supreme commander of this angel legion, a high-level angel named Elicia (Elicia). She was wearing a gorgeous sacred armor, holding a cross sword burning with holy fire in her hand, and her face was beautiful but she had a cold murderous intent.
'How can these despicable humans in the lower world have such vast magic reserves? How can we defend against such a large Spatial Lockdown?' Elicia felt a storm in her heart. She stared at the arrogant and arrogant Langris, gritting her teeth.
"The whole army obeys the order and executes the tactic No. 15!" Elicia shouted. In an instant, all the angels, including her, erupted with dazzling and strange golden holy light.
'Promise and worship, believe in the only god. Only in this way can you, the lost lambs, obtain the final salvation!'
'Mortals, bathing in the radiance of us noble angels is your eternal gift. Kneel down with gratitude...'
The strange and sacred murmur ignored physical and magical defenses and directly exploded in the minds of all magic knights, including those elves who were busy setting up formations, trying to completely disintegrate their will to resist through brainwashing.
"Huh? That's it? Is this the tactic you are proud of?" Langris picked his ears, with a sarcastic smile on his face, "Using this inferior 'Faith Toxin' to do mental attacks? You look down on me too much! Show some real skills!"
You know, in the Hell-like simulated special training in the past, their group of knights fought all the way with the mental temptation of "Seraph Lord" level. This kind of brainwashing divine voice of low-level angels is not even a low-quality lullaby to them.
"It's so boring. It's a crime to waste my precious talents on you trash." Langris yawned, his magic power surged, and he was ready to end this boring farce. However, a sudden change occurred.
"The whole army listens to the order, change formations! Execute tactic No. 11!" Seeing that the mental attack failed, Elicia decisively issued the final order. All the angels in the sky instantly turned into balls of golden pure energy, intertwining wildly in mid-air Fusion. In the blink of an eye, a fifteen-meter-high super giant angel rose from the ground, exuding a trembling Divinity pressure.! Even the angels who were originally trapped in Spatial Prison by Langris turned into light and violently broke through Spatial Lockdown, becoming part of the body of this giant monster.
"Hey, hey, the information sent by Nacht didn't say that they can do this 'fusion'!" Finral exclaimed with a headache.
"This is like something, it can finally make me a little more excited!" Langris's eyes Blink were filled with bloodthirsty fanaticism.
"Space Magic: Archangel's Falling Strike!"
Countless black space spheres exuding an absolute Annihilation aura condensed crazily in front of him, and then blasted towards the giant angel like a violent storm. Wherever these spheres passed, the space was ruthlessly torn apart. As long as they were touched by the spheres, the giant angel's body parts would be completely "erased" from this dimension by Law Force.
But the vitality of this combined angel is extremely tenacious. Under the crazy healing of the holy light, the erased torso can regenerate its severed limbs visibly in just a few seconds.
"Can you regenerate, right? Then I want to see if it's your limit, or if my destructive power is better!" Langris laughed wildly, and the space magic balls at his fingertips continued to rain down like a downpour, showing no signs of depletion of magic power.
Finally, after experiencing inhumane and indiscriminate bombing, the regeneration speed of the giant angel could not keep up with the speed of destruction. When 80% of its huge body was forcibly wiped out, the energy that maintained the union completely collapsed. With a loud noise, the giant angel disintegrated, and all the angels returned to their normal form like birds with broken wings, and fell heavily to the ground, falling into a deep coma.
"It's done, it's simply vulnerable." Langris clapped his hands with a bored look on his face.
At this time, Ian, who was taking charge of the overall situation outside the door, just watched this scene calmly. He closed his eyes and once again tried to use Divine Power to forcefully penetrate Elysium's original barrier, trying to find an opportunity to come in advance, but the invisible repulsive force was still as indestructible as an iron wall, and it was in vain. In desperation, he could only turn his attention to the second level of the battlefield.
The battle on the second level can be described as a brutal one-sided battle. Carnage.
The other Magic Knights captains didn't even have a chance to pull out their staffs. They could only stand aside and watch "Ripper Jack" as if they were watching a show, slashing and killing like crazy madmen in the enemy formation.
Most of the people stationed on the second floor are the archangels of Fourth Tier. On the other hand, on the expeditionary force, under the abnormal resource tilt of Ian, all the group leaders have broken through to Fifth Tier! The combat power of the entire realm is absolutely crushing, making this battle a one-sided harvest from the beginning.
Just when Jack was hacking and the blood was about to stain the Holy Land red, a sudden change occurred in the sky. A huge golden magic circle that covered the sky appeared without warning, shedding sacred light. Under the illumination of this light, the movements of everyone on the battlefield involuntarily paused, and the magic circuit was forcibly cut off.
"It's interesting, our magic book has stopped responding." Charlotte, the leader of Blue Rose Knights, looked at the dull, waste-paper-like magic book in his hand, but his tone was surprisingly calm, and he still maintained the calmness of a top powerhouse.
"This is all part of the Magic Emperor's plan. Thanks to him for forcing us to learn the obscure 'Arcane Rune Magic' like a devil before." Kaiser, the leader of Zi Yuan's killer whale group, touched his chin and sighed sincerely, his eyes full of awe.
In the center of the battlefield, Jack sneered and threw the completely down magic book back to Void Pocket. With the crazy flow of magic power in his body, dense Arcane Runes lit up one after another on his arms, emitting an extremely dangerous red light.. The next second, those terrifying arm blades that originally dissipated due to the failure of the magic book were condensed and formed again with the blessing of the power of runes, even sharper and dazzling than before! Along with his signature crazy laughter, a pure massacre that abandoned the magic book was staged again.
Of course, Jack did not actually cut off their heads, because Ian had issued a death order: unless absolutely necessary, the lives of these angels must be kept as research materials. But under the current war situation, there is no need to kill them.
You must know that for this battle, this group of elites in the "Time Dilation Chamber" controlled by Ian actually conducted a ten-year Hell-level simulated battle, during which they tore countless virtual angels with their hands. Facing these enemies engraved in their muscle memory, victory came as easily and happily as picking things out of a bag.
'The advancement speed is ideal... it can even be said to be a little weirdly smooth, but it's all under control.' Ian touched his chin and switched the holographic projection screen to the third-level battlefield where Seraph Lord was personally stationed.
In the picture, Yuno is like a god descending to earth, standing alone among the defeated angel army. Those terrifying Seraphs whose strength is comparable to Underworld Highest Tier Demons are actually killed by him in one fell swoop like autumn leaves. There is no room for resistance!
Just when Yuno was expressionlessly preparing to continue advancing to the upper floors, clouds rolled in the sky, and several waves of devastating Divinity pressure suddenly descended - the real powerful enemy, Seraph Lord, finally appeared. However, what shocked everyone was that, according to the information Nacht desperately sent, there should only be two lords stationed on this floor, but at this moment, there were four of them who tore apart the space and fell in front of them!
Ian's eyes narrowed slightly. He knew that the tragedy of War Against Heaven had not truly begun until this moment.