The seven archangels had two of their number trapped by Poseidon, the god of the sea.
But when the remaining five archangels struck together, the full force they unleashed was absolutely terrifying.
Especially since Gabriel, Raguel, Raphael, Metatron, and Uriel had all invoked their natal divine artifacts at this moment, making it even more scalp-numbing.
For Apollo and the other three, even if they gave it everything they had, they might not have been able to evade it alive.
Even if they did survive, they would surely have been gravely wounded.
They would have had no possibility of continuing their fight against the seven archangels.
A thunderous roar erupted.
Heaven and earth changed color, space collapsed, and countless waters surged backward.
Poseidon, who was battling fiercely, wore a shocked expression.
The immense energy directly destroyed his domain. Taking advantage of the opportunity, the badly wounded Sariel and the disheveled Michael escaped.
In that fleeting instant, Poseidon saw several familiar figures vanish amid the terrifying energy.
Poseidon immediately felt a chill spread through his entire body, along with a measure of despair.
Having only just awakened, he had obtained formidable power and had continuously replenished his strength within the sea.
Relying on that power, he had stubbornly kept Sariel and Michael in check.
But he had never expected Gabriel and the others to kill Apollo's group on the other battlefield.
The Olympian System had instantly lost three major gods. It was a devastating blow.
"Damn it!"
Holding the Trident, Poseidon slammed it heavily against the sea's surface, sending up massive waves that displayed his fury and unwillingness.
Gabriel and the others were slightly out of breath, but they were extremely excited.
The move they had unleashed together was naturally no simple attack.
Even for them, despite joining forces, that attack had