The school term had ended, and it should have been time for the holidays.
But Voldemort had caused far too much trouble. Chaos had engulfed one region after another, and the Ministry of Magic had done nothing worthwhile, going through the motions without making any real effort. Its backbone had been broken, and the world outside was anything but peaceful.
Then the angels of the Christian System had begun stirring up trouble as well, gathering believers on a massive scale.
On the surface, they were fighting demons, protecting ordinary people, and saving the world.
But it was all a conspiracy.
The number of deaths had not decreased at all.
Those who received treatment were lucky enough to survive.
Those who received no treatment were marked for death, then selected to supposedly ascend to Heaven and become angels. In reality, the Christian System was simply recruiting troops.
Thus, in just two short months, the Angel Army had grown considerably.
Most, however, had only two wings, while a small minority had four.
Besides the Angel Army, the Death God Army on the other side had also grown significantly.
The more demons were killed, the more of them appeared. The more ghosts there were, the faster the Death God's power grew.
All this left ordinary people increasingly terrified.
The existence of gods was no longer a secret anywhere in the world.
The Angel Army and Demon Army, in particular, were spread almost everywhere except China, and this had caused the divine systems of several other civilizations to awaken in succession.
The Shivara Clan of ancient Indian civilization, for instance, had also awakened.
Gods had also begun descending upon China.
A month earlier, the Ascension Path had opened, and immortals had descended from the heavens.
Half a month earlier, people had begun rising into