Across the Sevenfold Heavenly Mountain, Elder Evils great and small found themselves deliberately targeted by the Good Gods.
The Hundred-Armed Giant, who excelled at violent destruction, faced an Angel formation he could not kill no matter how hard he tried.
The chaotic, twisted Star of Doom, hailed as the mother of countless monsters, collided with the Lord of Justice and Order, the sovereign of order.
Leviathan, powerful enough to destroy a Plane with ease and bring about Doomsday, came under attack from the Good Snake, the strongest of the gods and the creator of the Multiverse.
Dendar, the world-devourer who roamed the wastelands of destruction and despair and brought nightmares to all living beings, was hounded by the God of Redemption. The two passed through the nightmares of countless beings, locked in pursuit.
While the Good Gods dealt with the Elder Evils, the evil gods were not idle. Hextor once again faced Heroneous.
Heroneous's brother wielded a razor-sharp weapon in each of his six hands, launching agile attacks against him.
The Lord of Slime approached the God of Angels with a smile. His lower body began to swell, and slick tentacles extended one after another from his translucent, jelly-like form.
"We aren't enemies, and I have no interest in you. The Authority of Angels may look appealing, but it can never be mine unless I'm willing to change sides and become a good god instead of an evil one."
"So how about we put on a show of fighting?"
Across from the Lord of Slime, the God of Angels regarded his opponent with cold indifference. Three pairs of brilliant white feathered wings and one illusory pair of golden wings trembled slightly behind him.
According to some legends on the Main Plane, Angels were ranked by their wings: one pair, two