I, the Masked Swordsman, started my journey through a Lostbelt.

Michael took the hit from the side by the light cannon.

He was blasted more than 100 meters away, his body emitting heat and white smoke, and part of his robe, except for the armor, was burned.

The ends of her long, golden hair were quite charred.

He looked quite disheveled from the surprise attack.

Without the protection of this armor, things probably wouldn't have been as bad as just being in a sorry state.

"That is...?"

Michael slowly rose from the crater.

A white knight suddenly appeared in front of Bavanshi.

"Don't flatter yourself. I only came to help because the Empress Dowager summoned me. It seems I'm the only one who can do it. Killing the enemy like this is far too slow, isn't it?"

Mordred slung the magic sword over his shoulder.

Having spent a long time in the Demon Realm of Britain, she also became tainted by Yin energy, which made her strength extraordinary.

"What does this heartless fellow know? I want them to gradually taste despair. Besides, Mother Empress loves me the most, otherwise why would I be the first one to go? Hmph."

Bawanshi didn't give her a good look when she arrived on stage, showing a rather disgusted expression.

There was no tension between the two.

Because they all share a common goal at this time.

The foreign enemies invading Britain were so repulsive that they didn't even want to argue.

They only wanted to destroy them.

To restore peace to Britain.

“I’ll take care of disrupting those guys’ formation. My abilities are about the same as Tristan’s. I’ll leave the small fry to them.”

"Hmph, then you'd better help me out."

"No, I need this guy to help me!"

The two thus began to cooperate against their enemy.

Bavanshi's strength lies not in one-on-one situations, but in team-based tactics similar to those used today.

It seems that Mordred and Ba 143 Wanshi have a bad relationship.

In fact, after spending this time together, both Bavanshi and Mordred discovered each other's merits.

Now it's more like a relationship of playful banter and teasing.

"Too presumptuous!"

The God of the Bible became angry.

The threads that pierced the battlefield threatened the angels' lives, while the two knights, one white and one black, wreaked havoc like war machines.

Crimson and dark magical light roamed the battlefield.

All four Seraphim were tied down and unable to defeat the two knights in a short time.

Their armor was entirely imbued with yin energy.

Holy light and flames could not burn his armor.

Even if it is destroyed by a powerful force.

The yin energy emanating from this land will become food for the two women.

Both injuries and damage can be repaired.

As long as they have an inexhaustible supply of souls on this land, they can unleash their magical bombardment without restraint.

The God of the Bible decided to step in and break the deadlock.

However, there is something no one knows.

A spatial rift was torn open somewhere on the battlefield, revealing a dazzling golden light.

This ray of light symbolizes destruction.

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The God of the Bible breaks the deadlock and intervenes in the battle.

As one of the world's top ten strongest beings, the God of the Bible is certainly not to be underestimated in terms of strength.

Even now, when our strength is only 40% of what it used to be.

She still possesses considerable skill.

Breaking the situation that's giving the Seraphim headaches is no problem at all, and it can also easily suppress Mordred and Artoria.

"Ha, let's purify these heretics like this."

The God of the Bible is surrounded by complex spells.

The golden chains formed by these spells were interconnected, binding the two knights' movements.

Yin energy and holy energy contend and struggle against each other.

In terms of quality, yin energy is superior to holy energy, but right now this yin energy is just a diversion and overflow.

Binding the two knights was a piece of cake.

After the God of the Bible intervened in the battle, Bawanshi also felt the pressure and power of the enemy.

The power of the biblical God was indeed beyond expectation.

Morgan, observing the battlefield, grasped the general situation, but she didn't want her beloved to worry about it.

Based on observation and measurement of the battlefield.

I can break this situation by taking the lead myself.

By consuming the mass of a million souls of Kornunos.

Morgan's strength far surpasses that of the three fairy knights; she is the strongest outside of Britain, except for Duvie.

Dealing with the God of the Bible is not a problem.

"Let's send one Morgan there for now."

Morgan was thinking of creating a thought entity.

As a magician, creating multiple beings identical to herself was something she was already used to.

She was an army all by herself.

Just as Morgan was about to begin creating the Thought Entity, waves began to ripple in the water mirror that observes the entire territory of Britain.

It is affected by extremely unusual energy.

Something massive is emerging in the Cornish forest.

The quality of the Bible God is merely to create ripples, while this existence is like picking up a boulder and smashing it into the water.

The water mirror shattered, unleashing astonishing magical waves.

"This is....."

Morgan narrowed his gaze and stared into the mirror.

The root of the massive quality was observed.

That was in the very center of the battlefield of the celestial forces, where blurry figures appeared amidst the constantly tearing fissures.

The golden vortex is assimilating the surroundings.

The God of the Bible, who intended to continue his work, sensed something amiss.

Not only her, but the four archangels and Bavanshi all subconsciously became more vigilant about the golden light.

Caught between the rays of light is a crushing weight powerful enough to shatter the soul.

A human figure gradually took shape within the vortex.

"Hmm... the hole is really too small. Although the main body can't get here, is it possible for an afterimage to get here...?"

The man muttered to himself after he appeared.

He didn't seem to notice the angels around him immediately, or rather, he didn't feel the need to pay attention to them.

A broad and expansive perspective is more important than anything else.

At the same time, this makes it impossible for him to love anyone exclusively.

The visitor was Heydrich Reinhardt.

Using his own power, he punched a hole in the High Heaven, the Fifth Universe, and followed his own desires to arrive in the Demon Realm, Britain.

"However, this is indeed his demonic realm, truly fascinating and domineering. This pure beauty, like that battle, has bewitched me. It's truly intoxicating."

A faint smile appeared on Reinhardt's handsome face.