Dawn broke, and fine strands of light illuminated the world.
The whole world seemed half darkness, half light.
In one corner of the world, a small battle was underway.
Bells and drums rang out, and cries of slaughter shook the heavens!
Countless flames of light blossomed across the battlefield, and countless streams of blood stained the earth red, like a rehearsal for light and darkness.
Horns fell, white feathers drifted, blades clashed, and spears crossed.
On the battlefield, two camps fought.
Many warriors with pure white wings on their backs fought selflessly against warriors with two horns on their heads in this bloodred dawn.
They were all Morgan People, yet they slaughtered one another because they served different masters.
Those on the Heavenly Lord's side were called Angels, while those on the Devil Master's side were called Demon Envoys.
The names meant apostles of the Heavenly Lord and apostles of the Devil Master.
They fought in the sky and on the earth, reducing the entire battlefield to ruins.
One sword-wielding Angel warrior stood out on the battlefield, with dazzling golden hair, a handsome face, a tall, gallant bearing, silver armor, and a pair of pure white wings on his back that stirred the light.
He swept across the battlefield, shattering enemy formations like heavenly light breaking through clouds. His Sword Qi swept outward, light spread its wings, and he stood against a thousand alone, undefeated in battle!
Lucifer was like a radiant morning star! Not only did he possess tremendous fighting strength, he also came with a morale-boosting buff.
Wherever he passed on the battlefield, excited, impassioned cheers rose from the Angels.
Unless they were exceptionally powerful Demon Envoys, almost none of the enemies who fought him could withstand even one exchange.
As Michael, commander of the Angel legion to