Thank you for the invitation. He's in heaven now, he's become God.

As the current pinnacle of magicians, having defeated the progenitor of the Dead Apostles, Loreleia is capable of going toe-to-toe with ordinary Servants.

Unfortunately, she was now facing Yahweh and Root Style as her opponents.

An ancient god descended from another realm, and a miraculous incarnation connected to the origin.

Faced with Loreleia's attack, which even the Ancestor of the Dead Apostles had to take seriously, Yahweh merely glanced at it, and the gale immediately dissipated.

Chapter 407: Loreleia: It's over, I've been tricked!

It is neither a kind of authority nor a crushing force.

As mentioned before, an existence of Yahweh's stature, with just a "thought," is enough to change the laws of the world and reverse all phenomena.

He had only wanted to quell Loreleia's attack, and the world changed according to his will.

The swirling wind that Loreleia had gathered instantly dissipated.

The scattered gusts of wind even threatened to backfire and injure her, the caster. Fortunately, she used magic in time to block the aftershocks.

As expected of a god...

They're definitely not easy to deal with!

The being named Loreleia has been advancing relentlessly on the path to victory since its inception.

Her noble family background, outstanding talent, and formidable strength have forged her current status and made this young magic marshal incredibly arrogant.

The ability to spar with the gods filled her with immense excitement.

Even before she came, she had considered taking on this divine incarnation who had descended upon the Far East all by herself.

However, the test just now made her slightly restrain her arrogance.

“Sing!”

As planned, she immediately had the choir behind her begin singing.

The moment they received the order, the chorus behind Loreleia began to chant in unison, their limbs moving like dancers. The street, which originally had only seven or eight people, instantly transformed into a large group of fifty, dancing in perfect unison and chanting incantations.

The chanting in magic has two types of effort: the "project" and the "section." Compared to the "project," which is completed in an instant, the section takes more time.

The more complex the magic trick, the more sections it requires, but the longer the chanting time, the greater the effect of the magic trick.

Each section of incantation takes at least one second, but fifty people chanting at the same time would make fifty sections. In addition, with the superiority of magical costumes and spells, it can completely surpass the time it takes for a top-ranking magician to chant for one minute.

The chorus is like an army; even a modern mechanized brigade cannot defeat them.

Loreleia, on the other hand, uses a magnificent baton, a highly conceptual magical artifact designed for teamwork, and is considered top-tier even in the Clock Tower.

With this baton, Loreleia could easily command the entire chorus, as freely as if it were her own arm.

As the chanting began, all the power of the fifty-person chorus was gathered together by Loreleia, transforming into a miracle that unfolded at that moment.

Yahweh could sense that his surroundings were rapidly deteriorating. The modern world was originally suitable for gods, but the space around him was becoming increasingly repulsive to gods because of Loreleia's combined magic.

The air gradually became stagnant, transforming into an invisible seal that surrounded Yahweh.

A sealing magic specifically designed to target gods...

Clearly, Loreleia didn't just impulsively rush to this island nation in the far east to seal away the gods; she had done her homework beforehand.

Unfortunately, against Yahweh, all of this was in vain.

"Let me do it..."

After all, Loreleia came for Yahweh.

Although it was merely a provocation from an ant to him, since she so desperately wanted to seal away the gods...

So he also needs to make a response.

He reached out his hand, and with just that one movement, he easily tore apart Loreleia's sealing magic.

Then, a faint but dazzling light appeared on his fingertips.

Then, all that could be seen in everyone's eyes was the holy light.

Even Loreleia, with her exceptional magical talent, couldn't react in time.

It was too fast, so fast that it was beyond the reach of the naked eye, and even beyond the reach of consciousness.

The time it takes to capture a target.

A flash of light appeared before their eyes, and a corner of Guanbuzi City disappeared.

The earth crumbled, revealing the fresh soil. The rocks and steel, as hard as tofu, suddenly shattered into pieces. The high-rise building, which was only half-built, was crushed one after another like dominoes.

Magicians, monks, and even the darlings of the Clock Tower Association—at this moment, they are no different from ordinary people facing natural disasters.

This was not the radiance of Yahweh; he merely gathered a small amount of the overflowing light from the surroundings and released it, creating the catastrophic scene before us.

Fortunately, the location was remote, and the area he attacked was uninhabited; otherwise, it would have been another disaster. As Yahweh's attack landed, the previously bustling battlefield fell into a deathly silence.

The Hymn Squad, which could even fight against the Ancestor of the Dead Apostles, was wiped out in an instant. Meanwhile, Loreleia, the proud and noble monarch of the Clock Tower who had previously faced the Demon King, was now critically injured and in a dazed state.

This was not because she was so powerful, but because Yahweh deliberately kept her.

With a slight thought, the arrogant magic marshal regained consciousness.

She was still somewhat dazed, but she quickly recalled her current situation and then suddenly froze.

Overjoyed at the discovery of the gods, she expected a great battle and was prepared for a fierce fight. However, the events unfolded so suddenly that she was completely bewildered.

Loreleia weakly raised her eyes, her gaze meeting Yahweh's, whose expression had remained unchanged throughout. Her eyes were filled with fear, shock, and awe.

—The power of the gods.

According to the ancient records of the Clock Tower, gods are usually conceptual products with varying degrees of power. However, in the earlier eras when the mystery gradually became widely known, the power of gods was far less than that of the divine age, further weakened by possession or the creation of clones.

She thought she would win, but she never expected to lose so badly.

In fact, the moment Loreleia saw that radiant light, she foresaw the end of her journey.

Loreleia was familiar with this radiance, for she had seen a similar light in the Holy Church.

However, Loreleia felt completely unfamiliar with it.

Because this radiance was more sacred, purer, more sublime, and more magnificent than any light she had ever seen!

Yahweh is the deity of the Church of Christ, also known as the Christian Church!

In other pantheons, this information alone is far from sufficient to determine the identity of the deity.

However... Christianity is a monotheistic religion!

They worship only one god.

That is……

The one and only supreme being, the all-knowing and all-powerful Lord of hosts, Jehovah!

Of course, Loreleia also considered the possibility that it might be an angel, but quickly dismissed the idea.

After all, some powerful angels are no weaker than the gods or even the chief gods of other pantheons.

However, angels are ultimately just creations of God and do not possess divinity!

Even if the magician made a mistake, Loreleia wouldn't be wrong...

The divine majesty contained within that instant of divine radiance!

After learning Yahweh's true identity, even Loreleia, with her strong personality, couldn't help but want to curse.

She finally realized that she had been tricked this time.

It should be said that she had actually sensed something was wrong from the very beginning.

However, the arrogant Barthezmello didn't care.

Loreleia is confident that she can handle any unexpected situation.

Chapter 408: Yahweh's Punishment

However, she never expected that it would be this person who would descend upon her this time.

After all, isn't this the Far East?

Even if a deity were to be resurrected, it should be a local Shinto deity. What the hell is this about the biblical god of Christianity?

Although the Clock Tower and the Church are at odds, no magician would dare to underestimate the one and only supreme being who is omniscient and omnipotent, and who is sufficient to explain the great manifestation of the concept of "God".

If only we knew that the deity of this world is God...

No matter how confident or proud she is, she would never dare to harbor any covetous thoughts.

After all, this is one of only three gods!

Even if it's just an incarnation of a god, it would probably be able to easily defeat most of the gods' true forms.

"Miss Loreleia,"

Yahweh walked up to Loreleia, his tone as gentle and elegant as before, yet it made the proud archmage tremble slightly.

Only when facing truly great beings do we realize just how insignificant we are.

"If you had just left, things wouldn't be like this now, making both of us feel unhappy!"

Yahweh looked at the chestnut-haired magician sitting on the ground and said this softly.

In fact, although Loreleia was arrogant, she was neither reckless nor foolish.

As the current Grand Marshal of Magic, the pinnacle of modern magicians, her power is sufficient to defeat the progenitor of the Dead Apostles.

The strength of the Twenty-Seven Dead Apostles is generally no weaker than that of the Servants, and some of the stronger ones are even comparable to the Heroic Spirits themselves.

It can be said that if Loreleia were to participate in the Holy Grail War, she would be the kind of overpowered Master capable of fighting Servants head-on.

Combined with the powerful magic used by the elite choir, specifically targeting deities, and the modern environment...

If this arrival is as Loreleia thought, and it is a human god or a divine avatar of a native deity of the Type-Moon world, then facing such a configuration, it might really backfire.

However, Loreleia was facing Yahweh, an extraordinary being who had descended from another land.

All I can say is that she was really unlucky.

Of course, Yawe had given Loreleia a chance before.

However, she was just like the one behind the scenes...