The Hellish Army Descends

Rumble!!

Scorching heat and chilling cold, light and darkness—two equally great and vast auras enveloped the barrier. Energy clashed and collided, and the dark night sky alternated between black and white.

Sparkling arcs of Electric Arc crisscrossed the void, tearing through the air and flashing bright light. These were not real lightning bolts, but rather the aftershocks of an energy burst shattering space, deceiving the brain and creating visual illusions.

Two afterimages moved high in the sky, creating sonic boom clouds with each impact. The angel and the devil fought fiercely, and the energy that erupted in an instant was as surging as an abyss, causing the snow-capped mountains to tremble and wail.

The earth was riddled with cracks, and mountains and rivers collapsed from time to time, as if the end of the world was approaching.

Gabriel, wielding the Sword of Judgment, pursued Asmodeus, hacking and slashing with his swordsmanship. His swordsmanship was expansive and powerful, with his hands constantly alternating, creating a tightly linked and impenetrable attack.

The overwhelming offensive was fierce and decisive, with afterimages enveloping the hurricane and lightning, and sharp blades constantly striking Asmodeus's vital positions such as his chest, abdomen, and head.

However, although Gabriel was chasing Asmodeus, the latter was relaxed and at ease, parrying with ease, clearly not exerting much effort.

Asmodeus stood with one hand on his hip and the other raising his Black Flame Sword to parry, occasionally letting out a mocking laugh before suddenly thrusting out with his sword.

"Gabriel, use more force. Even if it's just for your own sake, you have to hit me at least twice."

Whoosh!

The sword's edge danced, creating a blur that vanished in an instant. Gabriel pierced Asmodeus's chest with his sword, unleashing a burst of holy light that flowed into the blade.

A beam of light shattered Asmodeus's chest, shot out from his back, and only stopped at the barrier.

Asmodeus was almost blown in two at the waist. He winked at Gabriel and smiled before his figure turned into black mist and disappeared. When he reappeared, he was already behind Gabriel.

He kicked Gabriel right in the butt, then followed up with a punch, slamming him to the ground mid-air.

Not seeking to kill, but purely to toy with and play with, the demon king of hell finally seized an opportunity, and naturally wanted to thoroughly humiliate Gabriel.

Asmodeus had a grudge against Gabriel. The last time he was sent to Earth in his incarnation, he was captured by Gabriel, taken to Heaven, and put on trial, where he was reduced to ashes.

It wasn't some deep-seated hatred. Compared to Gabriel, Asmodeus considered Raphael his greatest enemy. It was precisely because of his crushing defeat in battle against Raphael that Gabriel seized the opportunity to capture him alive.

This shows that even the Demon King can be reasonable!

The army of hell is assembled and ready to go. Before long, the vanguard will be the first to step into the human world.

Therefore, Asmodeus was not in a hurry. He wanted to kill Gabriel the moment his army invaded the human world, boost morale, and turn the human world into hell in one fell swoop.

Of course, it would be best if Gabriel's will could be corrupted.

The whistling sword blade hurtled towards them, which Asmodeus casually deflected, asking nonchalantly, "Gabriel, the army of hell is approaching; your time is running out. By the way, if I kill you, will Raphael descend?"

Asmodeus remained silent, expressionless, and indifferent. Gabriel, accustomed to this, parried with his sword while chattering, "Actually, the Hell's Gate opened 1,500 years ago, as you should know. In order to lure Raphael to descend, I went to another world, a world where Divine Authority had declined, and left behind the seeds of darkness... It turned out that you descended to earth to clean up the mess, which was a bit unexpected."

Asmodeus's expression shifted from regret to schadenfreude. "It's because of Rome, isn't it! Hehehe, the most favored seraphim was punished and lost favor for refusing to punish Rome. His status in Heaven plummeted, and he was even ordered to descend to Earth to atone for his sins. God is indeed petty!"

"You do not understand the greatness and mercy of the Lord!" Gabriel replied coldly, his attack suddenly becoming more rapid.

"If I don't understand, I don't understand, and I don't want to understand. What's so interesting about understanding the will of a God who never makes mistakes?"

At this point, Asmodeus's tone turned cold. With a hateful strike, he swung his longsword, knocking Gabriel down from the sky, and then slapped him down.

Dark elements gathered, enveloping the valley where Gabriel had fallen, and raging flames rose, the terrifying fire from hell melting the surrounding mountains into lava.

Gabriel is trapped!

Russell watched the battle with his back against the barrier. He felt that he must have been discovered, but the two big shots were not interested in paying attention to him, so they had been ignoring him.

It's a good thing that those who are weak have no human rights!

But seeing Gabriel get a good beating made Russell feel uneasy; he had overheard Asmodeus's words.

In a world where Divine Authority has declined, the seeds of darkness have been sown... This clearly refers to Werewolf and vampires.

The demon who made a pact with Count Dracula and granted him power is Asmodeus. Asmodeus is also the one who directed wolves and bats to spread the virus, creating Marcus and William; this guy is the mastermind behind it all, the target of the World Quest.

Using Asmodeus's Character Card, the odds are even, and teaming up with Gabriel gives them an 80% chance of defeating the opponent and stealing the kill. But... Russell is reluctant to part with this Character Card, which he just got and hasn't even had a chance to enjoy it yet.

Holding the increasingly unruly Cross necklace in his hand, Russell pondered a perfect solution that would save him Character Card while still allowing him to secure kills.

Rumble!!

The ground beneath his feet suddenly trembled violently, the sky seemed to collapse and the earth cracked. He stared toward the epicenter and was immediately dumbfounded.

The army of hell has arrived!

Amidst the mountains, a black crack opens like a curtain, and the distorted space forcibly cleaves apart a section of the landscape.

Within the fissure, a series of different scenes cycle and change, including raging lava, eerie and corrupt black rivers, broken and mottled abysses, and land radiating scarlet light, finally settling on a massive canyon with black flames soaring into the sky.

Poison Dragon, giant beasts, skeletons, zombies, banshees... a vast army of strange creatures marched out, filling the sky and the ground to the brim. At the forefront, ten black dragons spewed poisonous mist, leading the way from hell to the human world.

Countless hellish armies roared and howled as they launched a suicidal charge towards the holy light barrier amidst Asmodeus's deafening laughter. One or two hellish creatures could not shake the barrier, but the result was different when a terrifying number of them, like locusts swarming across the land, swept in.

The holy light barrier was corrupted by darkness, turning from pure white to pitch black, and finally disappeared without a trace, leaving no barrier to stop the army of hell in the entire human world.

Russell gasped, suddenly feeling a toothache. Such a massive army, each member incredibly powerful, and this was merely the vanguard. What would it be like when the main force arrived? Could the human world withstand such devastation?

"What does it matter to me whether they live or die? I said it before, the life or death of the natives has nothing to do with transmigrators, especially for a quick transmigrator like me. I must learn to be selfish."

Russell muttered to himself, his expression shifting before letting out a long sigh. Just this once... he'd definitely be selfish next time!

Just then, he heard rustling footsteps behind him. Without turning around, he knew it was Lucian and his group. Only after the barrier was lifted did the group of dark creatures dare to approach.

Anna and Wickham were also there. The two slow-moving kids had nowhere to escape, so they simply followed along.

"Father, is that the army of hell?"

"Yes, besides the army of hell, there's also the demon god Asmodeus." Russell said without turning his head, "Gabriel has already been captured. While there's still time, hurry up and surrender. You are dark creatures, so it'll be easy for you to infiltrate."

These words caused the group to hesitate. With the dragon drawing near, Lucian gritted his teeth and knelt on one knee behind Russell: "My lord, we only wish to follow in your footsteps."

"We are willing to follow in your footsteps!" Others immediately echoed, believing that Russell would create a miracle.

Russell turned around and gave them a deep look. "Think carefully before you make a decision. This isn't a test from God; people will Deadman..."

"We will never regret it!"