Anime Crossover: Starting with an Infinite Dragon God as a Mount

The reason for quickly leaving the spot at this moment was not to escape, but to get away from both armies and avoid being caught in the crossfire during the fierce battle.

In that case, if I can resolve the situation without harming him, there might still be room for maneuver.

Although the best option is not to harm the other party's life—

“Gabriel, you’re the one who should really get lost—!” Almors’ face twisted into a sinister grin, his facial muscles twitching slightly. “Since you’re just an executioner who only obeys the orders of the master you serve, then disappear from this world along with that guy!”

They painfully lost their homes.

Such things, such anger and hatred, cannot be easily erased.

The power and aura unique to Gabriel within those hellish ruins were absolutely unmistakable.

Admittedly, we are fallen angels who have disobeyed God's will.

But amidst the blood and tears of countless compatriots, and in the beautiful yearning for the future, haven't we already reached a consensus? Haven't we already decided to extinguish hatred and move forward anew?

I thought even fallen angels could smile in the sunlight like angels.

But just when everyone was full of hope, this guy shattered their beautiful dream with his own hands.

However, all Gabriel could feel about Armor's inexplicable resentment was bewilderment and innocence.

“Almors—” Gabriel’s soft, light blue eyes were gradually filled with a dazzling golden light. “I understand.”

"At this point, communication is meaningless. All I can do is try my best to cut off your head, or at least try to avoid doing so."

When facing an enemy of equal strength who wants to kill you, holding back is tantamount to courting death. The only response at this moment is the same resolve to decapitate the opponent.

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Gabriel, who was making this declaration, was filled with a fierce killing intent, and instantly a thousand or ten thousand slashes were launched at the fallen angel as a counterattack.

At the same time, her twelve holy wings unfurled, and countless magic circles instantly appeared on them.

The magic circle revealed a silver torrent, as bright as the moon and as powerful as a tidal wave.

With killing intent meeting killing intent, the subordinates on both sides stood dumbfounded in the distance, completely bewildered as to what had just happened.

Just moments ago, it seemed the struggle was about to end, but now the situation has suddenly taken a sharp turn for the worse.

Before the lower-ranking fallen angels and angels could react, the two leaders' figures flashed and sped off into the distance.

"Oh--"

Sensing the killing intent emanating from the struggle between the two sides, Su Mu slightly curled the corners of his mouth.

...........

Then, under his indifferent gaze, as if manipulated by something, anxiety and anger spread like an acute epidemic among the soldiers on both sides.

"Damn black crows! Lord Gabriel has already condescended to come and persuade these fellows in order to stop the conflict, and they still don't appreciate it at all!"

"You white-feathered birds who blindly follow the so-called will of the Lord! You were only spared temporarily because of Lord Gabriel's sake. Instead of hurrying to flee, you dare to spout nonsense here!"

In the midst of the conflict, it seems that one of the angels couldn't hold back any longer and raised his hand, unleashing a brilliant holy flame upon the fallen angels.

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet.

Who made the first move? This question momentarily overwhelmed both parties, but was quickly forgotten.

Because it's not so easy to stay calm when your partner's groans are right next to you.

Then, dazzling lightning erupted from the fallen angels, and serpentine lightning bolts, burning with fury, charged toward the angels' ranks.

Inspired by which "comrade" reacted first, the rest of the fallen angels quickly launched a counterattack.

Thunderstorms, hail, and storms roared like the sky, instantly transforming this place into a hellish realm.

"It was much easier than I imagined."

Instigating chaos and secretly provoking conflict, Su Mu remained calm as he looked at the map in his hand marked with eight directions.

"To create a battlefield of carnage around eight locations... then this is the first." (Corpse)

Chapter 147 The Situation Changed Dramatically

"It's now--!"

At this moment, Gabriel and Almors were already so engrossed in their battle with each other that they had no time to spare.

In a life-or-death struggle against an equally matched opponent, unless other factors arise that could interfere with the battle, easily diverting attention would be tantamount to courting death.

With a sharp shout, Gabriel's twelve holy wings suddenly began to unfurl.

The sky, which was in the midst of daylight, was instantly replaced by night.

Surrounded by stars, the bright silver moon casts its light down like a thin veil.

Almors, one of the twenty leaders among the first fallen angels to fall in ancient times.

Apart from him and Azazel, very few of these twenty fallen angel leaders are still alive today.

Gabriel, the archangel of heaven, was once a ruthless executioner who struck fear into the hearts of any adversary when he served the Lord.

Although she has always appeared as kind, gentle, and even weak for hundreds of years, no one can forget her blood-soaked battles.

Both of them are incredibly powerful individuals, almost impossible to find anywhere else in the world.

Only those who defy convention can truly surpass them.

At this level of combat, what needs to be fought for is the details of each clash, as well as the overall momentum.

The wind was scorching hot.

Moon stars are rare.

Under the natural force, the Asura Realm, which had been reduced to a battlefield, constantly changed its scenes.

Finally, at a certain moment, as Gabriel, one of only four archangels in the heavens, unleashed his power, the surrounding scene suddenly froze.

The silver moon hangs high, and the blue water flows around like a serpent.

This means that she has completely taken control of this territory.

"It's over, Almors."

Gabriel raised her hand to make the sign of the cross on her ample chest, her expression devout, showing no trace of the ferocity she had displayed when she fought to the death. "Glory to the Lord, Father, Holy Spirit—!"

Is this the power of words during battle?

No, it is not.

This is just a prayer.

It's as if it's pleading—

Lord, protect me!

Because I walk in your glory, because I strive to fill the whole earth with your glory!

The full moon was exceptionally bright.

Unbeknownst to anyone, a sacred hand formed from radiant light quietly appeared.

Fiery, sacred.

The enormous hand moved seemingly slowly, but in reality it was rapidly approaching Almors at a speed that was impossible to react to.

The scorching winds of Almors, belonging to the fallen angel of the hot winds, ceased.

However, it was not because it was forced to take it back under pressure, but rather it took the initiative to gather it up.

"Gabriel, your death is necessary."

Almors, the fallen angel leader who has lingered on from ancient times to the present, spoke with a sigh.

"Michael, you, Raphael, and Uriel—the four archangels—have an unimaginable effect on uniting and inspiring the heavens."

Blue and red scale-like armor slowly emerged on his body.

"Even though it's just a sample item that can only be used once, it's enough."

The fallen angel, whose pupils had transformed into the vertical pupils of a dragon, spoke in a somber tone.

"Don't even think about escaping—"

Or rather, there's no escaping it.

Neither of them can escape it.

Whether it's Gabriel using his special move to gain an advantage on the field.

They still brought out their trump card, Almors, an artificial artifact that could only be used once and had huge side effects, but whose power was no less than that of a true God-Slaying Gear.

"Your death, the collapse of the supreme leader and spiritual pillar, will bring great turmoil to the Heavenly Realm. It would be too unfair for Hell to suffer the pain and decline in strength, and it would be too dangerous for us. We must always be careful to avoid being treated as dangerous garbage and disposed of by you."

A sense of crisis pierced his entire body like needles. Gabriel remained silent, continuing his deadly attack.

Then let's risk our lives and settle this once and for all.

"The heavens are the glory of God—"

"The heavens are the magnificent work of the divine hand!"

With a sincere yet resolute eulogy, the hand of God fell.

A satisfied smile appeared on Almors' face.

They conveyed the message that they would absolutely not run away.

Of course, there's no escaping it.

"The Blazing Dragon's—"

"Bang!"

With a swipe of God's hand, the fallen angel's sturdy body was easily shattered into pieces, as if made of paper.

However, on that mutilated body, half of his face still bore a satisfied smile.

Is the other party truly the enemy who destroyed my homeland, the enemy from hell?

It does not matter.

The important thing is—

Gabriel, if you continue to live, it will be difficult for us to continue living with laughter.