I became a god through archaeology in the Wizarding World.

Chapter 142 Defying the Heavens, Shattering the Crystal Sky

"Follow me—to conquer the realm of the gods!"

Rhodes's cold and majestic voice, under the influence of the laws of chaos, transformed into a substantial dark golden sound wave. It not only instantly tore apart the remaining holy light clouds in the sky above the human realm, but also crashed into the high and mighty astral realm like billions of thunderbolts through the huge astral gate!

"roar!!!"

"Kill! Smash into the realm of the gods! Tear those hypocritical birdmen to shreds!"

"For the great Lord of Chaos! For our Lord Rhodes!"

Below, the abyssal army, which had initially resigned itself to certain death, was now completely engulfed in unprecedented fanaticism. Gareth raised his sword, now ablaze with rekindled black flames, and let out a roar that shook the heavens and earth; Lilith's beautiful face was flushed with bloodlust, her demonic wings suddenly unfurling, whipping up a swirling, bloody wind; Victor brandished his bone staff, and the eyes of his newly resurrected army of billions of undead flickered with dark golden soul fire, emitting chilling howls.

The abyss, suppressed for millions of years, finally revealed its sharpest fangs to the arrogant astral plane at this moment!

Meanwhile, the two eight-winged angels who had managed to escape—Ramir and Yuffie—rushed frantically toward the Astral Gate like stray dogs.

They didn't even dare to look back. The gruesome image of Sakir having his wings torn apart and his divine core ripped out by bare hands had become a nightmare etched deep into their souls. That abyssal demon named Rhodes was not some "mutated demon" at all, but a monster beyond the comprehension of existing cosmic laws!

"Quickly! Close the passage! Sever the connection between the laws of the two realms!"

Ramir crashed headlong into the Astral Gate, not bothering to calm the surging divine blood within him, and immediately roared at the angelic legion stationed behind the gate.

Yuffie followed closely behind and rushed into the door. The two turned around at the same time, burning their primal divine power without regard for anything else, and frantically forming hand seals.

"The great astral will, in the name of the Thrones, seals off space and severs mortal ties—the Divine Lockdown!"

As the two eight-winged angels desperately cast their spells, the astral gate, tens of thousands of feet tall and formed from pure faith, began to tremble violently. The countless creation reliefs carved on the gate frame burst forth with blinding light, and the two enormous gates of light emitted a heavy rumble as they slowly began to close inward.

Once the gate is closed, the spatial coordinates of the two realms will be completely erased. Even for beings at the level of a supreme god, it would take a tremendous amount of time and effort to find the coordinates of the human world again in the vast void and forcibly open the connection.

"Phew—I made it—" Looking at the gate, which was now only a crack wide, Ramil's tense nerves finally relaxed a little.

However, in the last 0.01 seconds before the door was about to close completely.

"Click."

A long, slender, fair hand with distinct knuckles reached in without warning through the gap that was less than half a meter wide.

Then, gently press it on the edge of the light gate on the right.

With this seemingly casual press, the enormous light gate, which gathered the full divine power of the two eight-winged angels and even triggered the laws of the astral plane, came to an abrupt stop with a teeth-grinding "creak"!

"What?!" Ramil and Yuffie's pupils instantly shrank to the size of pinpoints, and a chill ran from the soles of their feet straight to their heads.

Outside the door came Rhodes's lazy yet absolutely domineering voice.

Immediately afterwards, an indescribable, terrifying power erupted from that palm!

"Boom!!!"

It's not about pushing it away, it's about destroying it!

The astral gate, a symbol of the astral realm's majesty and indestructible structure, was instantly covered with countless cracks under the impact of the dark golden chaotic energy erupting from Rhode's palm. The next second, accompanied by a deafening roar that shook both realms, the entire gate, tens of thousands of feet tall, shattered like fragile glass!

The countless golden fragments transformed into a violent energy storm, sweeping towards the interior of the astral plane.

At the heart of the shattered light and storm, Rhodes, clad in a dark gold robe and wielding the sword "Calamity," crossed the barrier between the two realms in one step, truly setting foot on this sacred land hailed as "absolutely pure."

"Is this the first layer of the astral plane, the Crystal Heaven?"

Rhodes hovered in mid-air, his eyes slightly narrowed as he surveyed the world before him.

This is a strange space without sky or earth. Above and below, all around, are crystalline clouds emitting a soft white light.

A golden river, visible to the naked eye, flowed through the air—the purest power of faith harvested from countless beings in the lower realms. In the distance, magnificent temples crafted from white jade and gold floated among the clouds, ethereal hymns constantly echoing in the air.

There is no disease, no death, no pain here, only absolute "order" and "light".

But in Rhodes's eyes, black on the left and gold on the right, this so-called "holiness" exuded a nauseating rigidity and hypocrisy.

"Light without shadow is nothing but another form of death. You have stripped living beings of their emotions and desires, turning them into machines that only know how to offer faith. Is this what you call 'redemption'?"

Rhodes sneered, and the "inner universe" within his body began to slowly operate.

With each breath he took, a hazy, primordial "law of chaos," representing the most primitive state of the universe, began to spread wildly in all directions from him.

The once pure white crystal sky, upon contact with this chaotic aura, was like ink dropped into clear water, quickly polluted and assimilated. The flowing rivers of faith began to dry up, black patches spread across the surface of the suspended temples, and even the ethereal hymns in the air turned into distorted, painful wails.

"Heretic! How dare you defile the Crystal Heaven!"

Only then did the angelic legion stationed behind the Astral Gate recover from the shock of the gate's shattering.

Looking around, countless angels filled the sky, numbering in the tens of millions! Two-winged angels, four-winged angels, six-winged seraphim—they formed a tight battle formation, completely surrounding Rhodes.

Although Ramir and Yuffie were terrified, they were now in the Astral Base Camp, with the continuous support of the Astral Laws behind them, which restored some of their confidence.

"All troops, listen to my command! Form the 'Great Bright Demon-Slaying Formation'! Invoke the Crystal Heaven's Origin and utterly annihilate this heretic!" Ramir roared hysterically.

"Buzz!"

Millions of angels simultaneously raised their lightsabers, chanting ancient divine incantations. The entire power of faith in the Crystal Heaven was instantly drained, transforming into a boundless golden ocean that crashed down upon Rhodes.

This power is so immense that even if the oldest demon gods in the abyss joined forces, they would be instantly crushed into dust.

However, Rhodes simply watched the overwhelming golden ocean descend upon him, a mocking smile playing on his lips.

"Using my things against me? Have you got something wrong?"

Rod slowly raised his left hand, palm up, fingers slightly bent.

"Before my 'inner universe,' your fragmented astral plane is nothing more than a larger meal."

"Devour".

Accompanied by two casually uttered words from Rod.

The tiny black hole in his palm, which was originally only the size of a walnut, suddenly burst out with dazzling seven-colored light, and then expanded in the wind, instantly transforming into a terrifying vortex with a diameter of over ten thousand feet!

This vortex is not simply a gravitational black hole, but a physical projection of Rhodes' "inner universe." It contains the ultimate mysteries of creation and destruction, light and darkness, time and space.

When the golden ocean, which had gathered the power of millions of angels, crashed into the vortex, there was no violent explosion.

All the holy light, all the power of faith, and all the laws of the stars were forcibly dismantled and shattered by a higher-dimensional force the moment they came into contact with the vortex, and then transformed into the most primal energy, which was continuously injected into Rhodes's "inner universe".

"This—this is impossible!"

Ramir stared wide-eyed in despair. He could clearly feel that not only their attacks, but even the very essence of the Crystal Heaven's space was being devoured by that terrifying vortex!

"Aaaaaah!"

Screams began to echo throughout the angelic legion.

The tens of thousands of winged angels closest to the vortex had no chance to resist; their bodies were uncontrollably sucked into the air. Midway, their proud, divine bodies shattered like weathered petals, turning into countless specks of light, which, along with their angelic cores, were sucked into the bottomless black hole.

"No! My power is draining away!"

"Help! Lord God, save me!"

The once disciplined and fearless angel legion finally collapsed completely when faced with this utterly unreasonable "dimensional reduction devouring".

This isn't a fight, it's a one-sided feeding!

Rhodes was like a giant standing atop an anthill, recklessly plundering the very essence of this world. As the devouring continued, his "inner universe" became increasingly complete, with stars formed from angelic cores illuminating it and radiating dazzling brilliance.

"happy."

Rhodes felt the power surging within him, a hint of enjoyment flashing in his eyes. He turned his head to look down at the abyssal army that was pouring into the Crystal Heaven through the shattered astral gate.

"Gareth, Lilith, Victor."

"Your subordinates are here!" The three commanders immediately knelt on one knee in the void, their eyes gazing fervently at Rhodes, who resembled a creator god.

"This first layer of Crystal Heaven is entrusted to you. Slaughter all winged creatures, destroy all temples, and plant the banner of the Abyss throughout this land of falsehood," Rhodes calmly instructed.

"Yes, sir! Great master!"

Gareth let out a wild laugh, brandishing his broadsword: "My men! The Lord has breached our defenses! Now, it's time for the Abyss to revel! Kill!"

Billions of abyssal troops surged like a black tide, relentlessly attacking the already routed angels. Black flames, poisonous gas, and necromantic magic instantly ravaged the Crystal Heaven. This once pure and pristine sacred land was transformed into a carnage far more devastating than the mortal realm in mere minutes.

Rhodes ignored the carnage below. His gaze pierced through the collapsing dome of the Crystal Sky, looking deeper into the Astral Plane.

"Having devoured the essence of an entire layer of heaven, those high and mighty beings must be getting restless, right?"

It seemed to be to confirm Rhodes's guess.

Just as the dome of the Crystal Sky was about to be completely corroded and penetrated by the laws of chaos.

"clang"

A melodious, ancient bell tolling, exuding endless majesty, suddenly came from the highest point of the astral plane.

The bell seemed to possess some kind of magical power, actually halting the rampaging chaotic laws within the Crystal Heaven for a moment. The abyssal demons below, who were frantically slaughtering their prey, also covered their ears in pain, and some of the weaker, lower-ranking demons even exploded and died upon hearing the bell.

"heresy."

A grand, indifferent voice, seemingly devoid of any emotion, echoed throughout the entire star realm.

Immediately afterwards, above the shattered dome of the Crystal Sky, a gigantic, indescribable phantom slowly emerged.

It was a being with ten enormous wings. Unlike the angels below, his wings were not pure light, but burned with a sacred flame that appeared to be the color of crystal. In his hand he held a spear that seemed to be formed from stars, and his eyes, like two blazing suns, coldly looked down at Rhodes.

Uriel, commander of the Ten-Winged Seraphim Legion!

The true high-ranking members of the astral plane, terrifying beings only one step away from becoming gods.

"You dare to set foot on the territory of the Astral Plane, bringing with you the filth of the Abyss. Your sins cannot be washed away by purification."

I, Uriel, representing the supreme will of the astral plane, will cast your soul into eternal nothingness.

Uriel's voice was like a divine decree, and with his words, the underlying laws of the entire astral plane began to boil violently. A pressure a hundred times more terrifying than the previous formation of millions of angels locked onto Rhodes.

That is the repulsive force of the "world".

Uriel is mobilizing the power of the entire astral plane in an attempt to crush Rhodes, this "abnormal being."

Faced with this oppressive feeling that could make any demon god despair, Rhodes simply flicked off non-existent dust from the corner of his clothes.

"Ten wings? That's barely a decent appetizer."

Rhodes raised his head, looking directly into Uriel's eyes, which were as bright as the sun, and a sneer of arrogance curled at the corner of his mouth.

"Representing the will of the astral plane? I'm sorry, from the moment I stepped into this place—"

Rhodes gripped the "Calamity" sword tightly, and his "Inner Universe" erupted without reservation at that moment!

"boom!!!"

An ultimate chaotic power, transcending the laws of the celestial realm and encompassing and destroying all things, transformed into a dark golden pillar of light that pierced through the heavens and earth, directly breaking through Uriel's oppressive blockade and slamming fiercely into the dome of the Crystal Sky!

"The will here is mine to decide!"