"I knew it would look like this. Adjust the arrow formation. Target: Black Stone Castle!"
Su Ming and the others had barely found their footing after emerging from the Teleportation Portal when they received an enthusiastic welcome—not from Hell's native residents, but from some uninvited birdlike guests.
"Our Lord commands you to submit!"
"Our Lord commands you to submit!"
"Our Lord commands you to submit!"
Unlike the last time Hell was attacked by Heaven, there were far more angels this time. Their densely packed wings blotted out the sky, like looking upward in the midst of a locust plague.
Only through the occasional gaps could they see the fireball hanging high overhead—the sun Lucifer had created with rules. Other than that, swift black shadows and the sound of flapping wings filled every direction, above and below.
Hell could not be said to have been completely unprepared. It seemed the Hell Lords had not merely played mahjong with Zha Kang at their last meeting. They had equally astonishing military strength.
The battle between Heaven and Hell was known as the Eternal War. According to the Bible, it occurred once every thousand years and lasted a hundred years each time.
If they lacked troops, how could such a primitive meat-grinder battlefield have enough raw material?
The result was utter chaos across the battlefield. Those with feathered wings and those with bat wings grappled together, longswords and battle axes, armor and Talons all creating this scene.
Flames and blood were everywhere. Mangled corpses fell from the sky like a meteor shower, and chunks of flesh occasionally dropped toward the group's heads, only to be shoved away by the quick-handed Barry.
Whenever a charge was needed, Arthur naturally took the lead, while Diana held the rear with her shield. To be honest, she was