Meeting the Enemy

Mangeruisi could hardly believe that White Sky would stand up for such a small temple dedicated to the Creator.

after all.

The Creator has long since departed from this world.

In the Sacred River Heavenly Land, the temple dedicated to the Great Creator is not the only Prime Material World.

This led many deities to disregard it.

"Does the White Sky Angel have some other scheme in mind?"

He was horrified when he thought about it.

Thinking about it more deeply, I quickly broke out in a cold sweat.

Could it be that these guys have their eyes on my Realm of the Dead and want to use it to interfere in the Death Realm?

The Authority of Death is a formidable Authority throughout the entire Sacred River Heavenly Land.

In that ancient era, Mangeruisi took control of the Authority of Death and occupied the Realm of the Dead, which took a considerable amount of time and effort.

The White Sky Angel have been living in seclusion for many years, and although in the eyes of others, these powerful Angel do not seem to have much desire for worldly power.

But Mangeruisi, as a ruler wielding immense power, did not believe this.

Because strength represents power.

No one relinquishes power when they possess it.

Thinking of this, his face gradually darkened, and he looked at Nuodiya and spoke.

"Nuodiya, don't try to fob me off with something so trivial."

"If you intend to use this pretext to forcibly seize the Authority and rule of my Realm of the Dead."

"I will never agree."

"Furthermore, I believe many realm lords like myself would not agree to your actions."

"If you really want to do this, then be prepared to bear the consequences."

He retorted coldly and bluntly.

As an ancient and Sacred God, he was not without connections and networks.

For him to return to the Realm of the Dead was absolutely impossible.

But once he said those words...

I initially thought this Sacred God Angel would have some reservations, but I was wrong.

The proud female Angel was instantly enraged.

"How dare you say that insulting the Creator's Temple is a trivial matter?!"

She laughed in exasperation.

Perhaps, in the eyes of other races, this is a trivial matter.

But for the White Sky Angel, that's the absolute pinnacle.

Anything concerning the great Lord of Heaven is important to them.

"Perhaps we have been absent from the world for a long time, and the Creator has been gone for even longer. You people have forgotten the Creator's majesty and the former Glory of the Angel Race."

"Good."

"Since you are so stubborn and insist on blocking my way..."

"Then I'll teach you a lesson you'll never forget."

Nuodiya didn't waste any more words. She raised her longsword high, and endless, magnificent holy light transformed into wind, fluttering her gorgeous battle robes.

Her silver hair fluttered in the Sacred Wind, and her purple eyes were filled with anger and fighting spirit!

In the name of the White Sky Angel Nuodiya.

"O armies!"

"Charge with me!"

"Yes!"

Behind her, countless White Sky Angel responded with shouts.

Countless Angel, radiating Holiness light and wielding flaming swords, charged down from the heavens towards the gloomy, dark Realm of the Dead.

It was as if a sacred and vast "sky" had collapsed, threatening to crush the entire Realm of the Dead.

Faced with such an offensive...

Mangeruisi took a deep breath, and the Authority of the Lord of the Realm of the Dead was activated in an instant.

"In the name of I, Mangeruisi, the Lord of Death, the Realm of the Dead, prepare to meet the enemy!"