Slaying Gods: Ancestral Witch Agent, Starting with the Nine Revolutions Profound Technique

Watching Bragi and the black jellyfish fight back and forth, Sun Wukong and Gilgamesh were somewhat stunned.

King Gigi looked at Sun Wukong and asked, "Isn't he a musician? When did he become so good at fighting?"

Sun Wukong said in a serious tone, "We have an old saying in our Great Xia Dynasty: a musician who can't fight is not a good musician."

Gilgamesh's lips twitched slightly. "The musicians have already started the fight, what are we supposed to do? Accompany him?"

Sun Wukong shrugged and said, "I, Old Sun, am tone-deaf. I can't do this job. I'll continue looking for other monsters."

With that, Sun Wukong transformed into a golden ray of light and plunged headlong into the army of the Crusader.

Gilgamesh gripped his trident tightly and said, "I don't understand music either, so let's stick to the old rules and see who kills more!"

……

Deep within the lunar debris.

Michael gripped the golden holy sword in his hand and, drawing upon the power of the Heavenly Kingdom's origin, unleashed a terrifying strike!

The golden sword light, containing the power of the origin of the Heavenly Kingdom, cleaved through the eerie red moon like the dawn!

The crimson moon melted away like snow meeting the sun.

Michael lowered the angelic sword in his hand slightly, and before he could turn around, the eerie red moon that had just been dissolved slowly reappeared from the void like a mirage.

Michael's terrifying sword strike, imbued with primal power, seemed to have never happened.

A mocking voice echoed from within the eerie red moon.

"Hehe, I told you, even your Holy Lord was helpless against me back then."

"If your sword, imbued with the essence of Heaven, could so easily defeat me, why would your Holy Lord have sealed me here with the essence of Heaven?"

Michael gripped the angelic sword in his hand, glanced at the angelic essence within, and said coldly:

"Hmph, if it weren't for Lucifer stealing a portion of my Heavenly Kingdom's origin back then, turning it into the origin of Hell."

"The Holy Lord, who possesses the complete origin of Heaven, would have already slain you, you monster of the Khwarazmian lineage!"

The two curved corners of the red moon kept curving upwards like the corners of a mouth, mocking the Seraphim Michael.

"Give up, my Seraph, I cannot be killed!"

Michael gripped the angelic sword in his hand, aimed it at the eerie red moon, and said coldly, "Unkillable? Not necessarily!"

"Since one Heavenly Origin can't kill you, then I'll add another one!"

"Heaven, help me!!!"

Michael raised the angelic sword high in his hand, channeling the power of the heavenly source into a pair of golden wings that he poured into the hilt of the sword!

The Angelic Sword, empowered by the primal power of Heaven, radiated a dazzling light!

Golden angel wings slowly unfurled from the sword hilt!

At the same time, a deafening dragon's roar echoed from the celestial realm hovering above the moon!

The four emperors acted simultaneously, injecting their divine power into the magic array!

The essence of Heaven transformed into a golden dragon and burst out from the South Heavenly Gate!

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The essence of Heaven transformed into a golden dragon that coiled around the angel's holy sword.

The Angelic Holy Sword, empowered by two primal forces, unleashed a light even more dazzling than the sun!

Summer.

Night falls.

People were awakened from their deep sleep by a blinding light!

"Holy crap! What's going on?!"

"Hey, I only had two and a half ounces of wine, that's not much. It's 2:30 AM, and the sun's already up? So early for work today???"

"Wow, the observatory said there would be a supermoon tonight, but I didn't expect it to be this supermoon?!"

"Hey, hey, Kobayashi, what did you see through the telescope?"

"Holy crap, I saw a six-winged angel wielding a giant sword standing on the moon!"

"Don't talk nonsense, you must be seeing things!"

"No, I swear I saw it clearly! It was a six-winged angel wielding a giant golden sword!!!"

"Xiaolin, stop looking! I recently read a novel where one of the main characters went blind after just one glance at a six-winged angel!!!"

"Yes, yes, I've read that novel too. The main character's surname is also Lin!"

"Oh no!!! I'm going blind!!!"

The blinding golden light suddenly shone brighter, becoming even more dazzling than the sun, before vanishing in an instant!

Night fell and all was quiet...

"What's going on?!"

"Is the moon out of power?"

The strange phenomenon at night quickly became a trending topic on major platforms, with some even attaching a picture of a six-winged angel under the moonlight!

Night watchmen from various locations quickly mobilized, with a huge loudspeaker hanging from the roof of the vehicle, continuously playing soothing music.

"Sleep well~ Sleep well~"

My dearest baby~

Wherever the sound waves passed, people who were just moments before feeling excited instantly felt a wave of drowsiness wash over them, and they all fell asleep instantly...

The Night Watch has completely erased all memories of tonight's strange occurrences from people's minds...

Shangjing City.

Guan, who had been called in to work overtime, put his baseball cap on tightly and his two fingers flew across the keyboard.

As the guardian of the virtual world, Guan must clear out all the trending news and all sorts of unfounded rumors and exaggerated claims from people's various electronic devices before they wake up!

"Mr. Guan, here's your coffee."

Yang Zi, the deputy leader of the Night Watchman's Special Intelligence Division, walked up to Guan Zai with a steaming cup of coffee in his hand.

"Yang Zi, is there any more?"

"Um...how much do you need?"

"Give me two pounds to start."

Yang Zi: ...

On the lunar debris.

Michael swung his sword, unleashing a golden dragon-like sword aura with golden wings, carrying terrifying, world-destroying power, as it slashed fiercely towards the eerie red moon!

South Heaven Gate.

Nezha, waving the Soap Sky Flag, looked at Michael with a speechless expression.

"If you're going to fight, just fight. Why make such a fuss? Angels don't have to go to work, but the working people on earth have to get up early tomorrow."

The Four Heavenly Kings said with a smile, "Hehe, our Third Prince still cares about the people the most."

Under the devastating, world-destroying sword strike, the eerie crimson moon gradually shattered and dissipated, like a vanishing red mist...

Michael sheathed his sword, and the essence of Heaven returned to Heaven, its origins now protected in the palm of the Seraphim.

"Since one source can't kill you, then let's add another."

"I refuse to believe that your strange red moon can survive under the protection of two such powerful primal forces."

Michael held the angelic sword, his eyes fixed on the spot where the red moon had disappeared.

"Hahaha!!!"

"Michael! You can't kill me!!"

"Go ahead and keep killing me?!"

"Don't even mention the origins of two divine kingdoms, even if you gathered the origins of nine divine kingdoms together, you still couldn't kill me!"

What doesn't kill me makes me stronger!!!

"Hehehehehe!"

"..."

A series of frenzied voices came from all directions, penetrating every crevice and drilling into the depths of Michael's soul!

Michael was affected by the intense mental pollution of the eerie red moon, and a flash of blood red appeared in his eyes!

"So annoying!!!"

Michael, who was usually calm and collected, suddenly became enraged and gripped the angelic sword in his hand, ready to strike!

Suddenly, a hand landed on Michael's shoulder from behind...

Swish!

Michael was about to swing his sword behind him when suddenly a magical aura rippled out.

Mind magic, calming mantra!

The angelic sword stopped 0.01 centimeters away from Merlin, the god of magic.

The powerful sword energy blasted away Merlin's blue magic hat, revealing the sparse hair of the God of No Hair.

Merlin's lips twitched slightly. "I finally managed to wear a hat to cover myself up, and then one sword strike and it's all gone..."

"Lord Merlin, I apologize. I was momentarily unable to calm myself down."

Michael looked at Merlin with an apologetic expression.

Merlin smiled and waved his hand, "Never mind, it's not your fault."

"The mental pollution from the eerie red moon is the strongest among the Cthulhu types. If I didn't have an anchor point, I probably wouldn't be able to withstand it."