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

Unable to look directly at Reinhardt's brilliance, the spiritual distance between them was now only a hair's breadth away from being completely crushed.

Reinhardt was not angry when he was insulted.

Her ever-present gentle smile speaks volumes about her magnanimity.

"Many people have said that I am inhuman, a demon, a beast, a monster. I understand all of this. I will always unintentionally hurt others, even if it is an accidental injury caused by love."

Reinhardt tucked his lance into his waistband and assumed a fighting stance.

It looks like it's about to be shot out.

His words were as pure as an innocent confession, and his gaze burned with a hellfire more sincere than anything else.

"But it is precisely because of love that destruction occurs."

This is who I am. This is the only way I can think, and this is the only way I can act. And this is precisely my domineering nature.

As soon as he finished speaking, the temperature around Reinhardt began to rise.

The sharpshooter shot out of its trajectory like a bullet.

In an instant, it was enough to easily erase the glory of a nation, and it passed through the heart of the celestial army at an astonishing speed (chbb).

There was no room left for wailing and lamentation to erupt.

The light of destruction ravages the things we love.

The power of a single shot annihilated the lives of tens of thousands of angels, their souls unable even to find peace.

It could only be completely devoured by the divine spear.

It has become part of the golden demon city of Valhalla.

"Gulp... It broke through the defense so easily..."

Gabriel's face had become paler.

Her trembling body barely held on, the backlash from the shattering of the spell nearly made her faint.

Especially the destructive fluctuations of the God-Slaying Spear.

As one of the seraphim created by God himself in the Bible, she could no longer face that light of destruction.

Keep in mind that Reinhardt wasn't even aiming at her.

An extremely terrifying premonition arose within me.

If I am targeted by his light again, I will be destroyed and eliminated no matter what.

If you can't defeat it, that belongs to another realm.

This sense of despair spread.

"Gabriel, recover from your injuries here! Uriel, Michael, Raphael! The three of you will come with me into battle!"

The God of the Bible immediately made a decisive decision.

They are currently the strongest force in the Heavenly Realm, and they must fight with everything they have to defeat that golden beast.

Can you really win if you fight with everything you have?

No, now is not the time to think about these things.

The God of the Bible only knew that if he didn't do this, he would be annihilated, and the other party was a terrifying existence that even the beast of 666 could not compare to.

"The rest of the angels, evacuate from here!"

The God of the Bible has commanded this.

The word "quantity" doesn't apply to Reinhardt; only "quality" could truly threaten him.

Leaving them here is just sending them to their deaths.

"Ha, retreat? A wise choice. Once the general has the strength to fight a thousand men single-handedly, the war will lose its meaning from the very beginning. It's a very clear and simple truth."

Reinhardt did not stop him.

After all, this is Du Wei's territory, and it would be too unfair to his best friend if he swallowed it all by himself.

The Bible God and the three Seraphim are still here.

They stared intently at Reinhardt.

"Come on! The play is just beginning. Before I fight my best friend, I will do everything in my power to love (destroy) you!"

Reinhardt seemed to be opening his arms wide without any warning.

Waiting for the other side to launch an attack.

The Bible depicts God leading three archangels in a joint attack, breaking through from various directions.

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Chapter Twenty-Seven: Two Battlefields [Please Subscribe! Please Give Flowers!]

The golden beast engages in battle with the angels and gods.

On the other side, demons and fallen angels were also locked in fierce battle, with two great fairy knights wreaking havoc on the battlefield.

Bagst is being fought by several demons.

She caught Lucifoggus's greatsword, and the all-consuming Yin energy rapidly surged and expanded.

Click!

Bagst applied slight pressure with his slender arm gripping the blade, and cracks immediately spread across the entire blade.

It was too late; Lucifogus had no time to retreat.

Before I could even react, I felt my magic drain away.

And excruciating pain like flesh being torn apart.

The bloody cracks on his skin looked like they had been torn apart by a wild beast, with blood gushing out continuously.

*Pfft!*

It was like the sound of blood exploding in my ears; the pain didn't even have time to send a signal to my brain.

The blood mist suddenly exploded in the air.

Luigi Fugos was blasted back dozens of meters by the impact, his hands gripping the greatsword turning blood red.

"Father!"

"Greefia exclaimed in surprise."

But this is precisely the flaw she revealed.

The devouring power swept in like a cold wind.

Bagst regarded him as an elephant facing ants, but without a trace of contempt in his gaze.

He raised his greatsword high and unleashed a powerful slash from the side.

"Goooo!"

Gurefia raised her arms to defend herself.

Unfortunately, it wasn't as simple as I had imagined.

The moment the sword clashed with the armor, it revealed its ferocious fangs, devouring the armor without any effort.

The demonic hound formed from the gathering of yin energy roared.

There is no room for confrontation.

The protective outer armor shattered under the heavy blow, and she, like her father, leaped out of the battlefield.

Armor, magic, and even air are being devoured.

That's just how Bagst is.

This ability is further enhanced by the addition of Yin energy, allowing one to devour and deprive others simply by looking at them.

Red and blue eyes scanned the surroundings.

Czech Lahr's figure came into Bagst's view.

"You're next."

Cold words came out of his mouth.

The next instant, pitch-black flames swept towards him.

The observed Czechlar was moving quickly to avoid being caught by the devouring force.

While dodging, it continuously unleashed destructive waves.

In terms of speed, Bagst is not at an advantage; she is more like a heavily armored annihilation weapon, like an indestructible fortress.

Unable to capture any sighting of Czech player Lall.

And destructive waves were also coming from all directions.

Before the destructive energy strikes, Bagst uses his Devouring ability to convert magic into sustenance.