A four-winged Dominion standing in the front row sniffed, and the hand holding the light-cast spear froze in mid-air:
"The Primeval Aegis... why does it smell like gingerbread men baked at Christmas?"
"Shut up! That's an illusion! It's the devil's magic of the abyss!"
Uriel was trembling all over, desperately urging Seraphic Divine Power in his body to inject it into the shield, trying to wake up the logic code inside:
"The Holy Shield is immortal! Restore it to its original state!!"
"Recovery shit, can it turn back into dough after it's baked?"
Chu Men sneered, raised his right hand, and slowly stretched out an index finger.
Strong Nuclear Force is not used, and Platinum Heat Vision is not turned on.
Just like flicking cigarette ashes, he flicked the nail of his index finger onto the center of the ten-meter-high burnt yellow shield.
"Let's go."
Boom.
Click--!!!!
A crisp and sweet sound of cracking biscuits spread throughout Heavenly Mountain.
A spiderweb-like crack exploded from the point where Chu Men's index finger landed, covering the entire ten-meter-high shield in the blink of an eye.
The next second.
Boom!
Primordial Law Aegis, known as Multiverse, is an absolute defense that can rebound all physical and magical attacks.
It exploded on the spot into golden gingerbread crumbs!
Cookie crumbs mixed with the aroma of icing sugar and butter sprinkled all over Uriel's head and face like snow.
"Pfft--!!"
As the holy shield collapsed, the First Heaven of Heaven faith network connected to the core of the shield was disconnected on the spot!
The more than 80,000 four-winged Dominions arrayed behind them felt like they were struck by lightning, and the Holy Cross Emblems on their chests exploded at the same time.
They all opened their mouths and spurted out a piece of golden divine blood, then fell from the heights of the sea of clouds like Chiaotzu!
"No... that's impossible!!"
Uriel was kneeling on the clouds, his hands vainly grabbing the falling biscuit crumbs in mid-air, his eyes so red that they were about to bleed:
"That's the underlying logic of Creator! That's an iron law set at the beginning of creation! How could it become a biscuit?!"
Chu Men stretched out his hand to catch a palm-sized piece of gingerbread in mid-air, put it to his nose and smelled it.
Then he grabbed Uriel's hair and forced the biscuit into his open mouth.
"Uh! Uh-huh!!"
Chu Men patted Uriel's cheek and asked with a smile:
"Is it sweet? Your old man baked it for you himself. Swallow it and don't waste food."
Uriel was so choked that he rolled his eyes and let out a humiliating whimper from his throat.
There was deathly silence at the entrance to the ladder at the rear.
At some point, another Brimstone Goblet and Lucifer were taken out, and they were looking at this scene with their mouths wide open.
Snap!
The crystal wine glass in his hand was crushed into powder by his unconsciously tightened fingers, and the bright red wine flowed down the fingers.
Lucifer mechanically turned his neck and looked at Constantine next to him.
Then he turned back to look at Chu Men who was feeding biscuits to Uriel, his voice was shaking:
"You... you ate the underlying logic of Creator like a cookie?!"
"That's Primordial Covenant! It's something that has weighed on me for millions of years. If you say it's gingerbread, it's really turned into gingerbread?!"
Constantine swallowed, stretched out his hand and wiped the cold sweat from his palms on Lucifer's white Tuxedo sleeves:
"Lucifer Your Majesty, I feel now that selling my soul to this man is much safer than selling it to you..."
"At least when this man is angry he will just let me bathe in the sun instead of turning me into a scone."
Beelzebub, who was on the iron truck, buried his head directly under the truck board and protected his head with two severed hands:
"Don't look at me! I don't taste good! I turned into a smelly fly, and even dogs won't eat it!"
Chu Men patted the cookie crumbs off his hand and kicked Uriel, who was still retching, to Clark's feet:
"Clark, pluck out all ten remaining wings of this feather-shedding chicken, string them up with ropes and air-dry them."
"As you command, Master."
Clark took a step forward and directly pressed Uriel's shoulder with his big hand.
Just then.
Rumble, rumble--!!!
The vast Southern Heavenly Gate behind First Heaven, together with the sea of pure white clouds in six dimensions above.
Suddenly, at the same moment, he was split open by an extremely hot Pure White Divine Fire!
Without any warning, a majestic throne made of endless incandescent light and billions of swords of judgment.
Across the sky, emerging in the center of Holy City!
In front of the throne, stood a tall figure wearing Golden Lion Battle Armor and with dazzling golden-red hair.
Behind him stretched twelve pure gold wings ten times larger than Uriel.
His right hand held a cross sword with Primordial Flames of Creation burning in it. Wherever the sword pointed, even the space torn by Chu Men was forcibly solidified.
Deputy Lord of Heaven, Commander-in-Chief of Million Angels Legion, Archangel...Michael!
The joking on Lucifer's face disappeared instantly, and the five white wings behind him instinctively blew up their feathers, and gritted their teeth and spit out the name:
"Michael! This brainless thug is finally out!"
High in the sky, Michael glanced indifferently at Uriel who was stepped on by Clark.
Then he turned his eyes Lock-On to Chu Men, and slowly raised Sword of Creation's Judgment in his hand.
"Heretic, that's it."
Michael's voice did not contain any emotion and echoed between the seven heavens.
"Uriel is not good at learning and has brought shame to the majesty of the Holy See."
"But [Sword of Creation's Judgment] in my hand has cut off the head of Primordial Chaos Serpent and split the abyss of Primordial Darkness."
"Today, I will burn half of the origin of Heaven and completely erase your name from the history of this universe!"
Boom...!!!
Michael The twelve pure gold wings behind him suddenly closed inward, turning into a dazzling sun.
The entire First Heaven's holy light was drained away by his sword, and all was compressed into the thousand-meter-long cross holy sword!
Before the sword edge fell, the three million demons on Jacob's Ladder below had already been cut to pieces by the sharp sword intent, and they screamed and fled back.
"Chu Men! Don't force it!"
Lucifer turned pale, held Dark Red Battle Blade, rushed forward two steps, and shouted loudly:
"This is Michael's desperate Star-Splitting Strike! Back then, I was chopped into pieces by this sword Morningstar Crown, and then I fell into Hell!"
"His sword directly Lock-On Causal Endpoint, there is no way to avoid it!"
Constantine was so frightened that he got directly under Diana's battle skirt and cloak, with only a pair of eyes exposed:
"My dear mother, this birdman is cheating! With this sword strike, the earth will be split in half!"
Facing that ten thousand-foot-long sword light that tore apart the dimensional sky and slashed down with the power of destruction Parallel Universes.
Chu Men stood on the same spot, not even moving his heels.
He looked up at the Holy Sword of Creation whizzing down, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly:
"Split Primordial Darkness? Lock-On Causal Endpoint?"
"You're trying to be cool with a broken iron sword. Do you have my permission?"