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

"The one who is like a god," Michael.

"Light of God," Uriel.

The two archangels stood together on the sixth heaven, their eyes filled with determination.

"Well then, we should get going."

Michael said leisurely.

"To the place where the conspiracy that has engulfed the three races, and even the entire world, will finally be revealed."

"Heading to the final node of that mysterious formation."

"At the same time, it is also our only remaining way to break the deadlock."

"In collaboration with... our former mortal enemies, demons, and fallen angels."

Wings, symbolizing the highest-ranking angel, unfold.

"Let's go, let's announce it to everyone..."

"It's time for the final push."

The three nations of biblical mythology are preparing for their final struggle.

The sudden outbreak of war depleted the resources of the three races, who had just recovered from a protracted war, to an unbearable level.

If things continue like this, then destruction will be all that awaits them.

Therefore, they had long suspected that there was a conspiracy behind the war and had obtained obvious evidence.

Without prior arrangement, the leaders of the three tribes prepared to jointly aim their guns at each other.

Meanwhile, the other mythological forces in this world also received intelligence from the three races within the biblical mythology.

On Mount Sumeru, Indra gazed at the report before him with a leisurely and seemingly absent-minded expression.

In fact, the hand under the table had already been clenched into a fist.

In the small world of Indian mythology, Brahma and Vishnu are whispering and discussing something.

Shiva smiled casually, seemingly unconcerned as he stood with his back to the two.

But in reality, his eyes were full of cold light.

In Greek mythology, the underworld is a place of enormous skeletons clad in black robes, with skeletal fingers holding letters and strange flames flickering in their empty eye sockets.

In Norse mythology, Odin wipes the blood from his face, still tightly gripping Gungnir, the spear of destiny forged from a branch of the World Tree.

His aged face was filled with fury in his lion-like eyes.

“Frigga…”

This elderly god-king had just lost his wife.

On the British Isles, the king of the Danu tribe stroked his "silver arm" and picked up a map.

"Want to encompass the whole world? That's quite an ambition."

"I'm lucky, the final node of the formation is relatively close to me."

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A kind smile appeared on his aged face, but his eyes were full of apprehension.

"Let me see who you really are."

......

And at this moment, neon lights.

All major powers are able to detect through intelligence that the current focus of the situation is near the British Isles.

The neon lights across two continents seem utterly insignificant compared to the location of the British Isles.

Komao Town.

Previously, due to a consensus to avoid interfering with neutral figures, even at the height of the conflict among the three races, the battlefield was never extended to this area.

Because this is the residence of someone who is at least equivalent to a Demon King level powerhouse.

It's not worth creating such an enemy for no reason.

Therefore, a powerful figure who appeared here with hostility... has never been seen before.

But at this moment, an angel, slowly flapping its wings, slowly descended from the sky.

................

His wings reveal him to be the highest-ranking angel, Raphael, one of the four archangels alongside Michael, Uriel, and Gabriel.

“Let me investigate this place, that Michael fellow…”

Raphael retracted his wings, and the holy light surrounding him suddenly dissipated.

He raised his hand and used holy magic to change his clothes, then stepped into Kuoh Town with a solemn expression.

According to him, the answer we've always been searching for might be found here...

He looked like a young tourist visiting the area, and murmured softly.

Suddenly, a look of astonishment appeared in his eyes.

Staring in disbelief at the figure that appeared in front of them, they instinctively gasped in surprise.

"That's... Gabriel?"

"Why are you here? Didn't you perish?"

At some point, a woman appeared in front of Raphael.

It was a figure with a gentle yet resolute demeanor.

Her cheeks were fair and beautiful, and her body was full and firm.

She had long, soft, golden hair, delicate eyebrows, and her blue eyes sparkled with dazzling golden light.

Aside from his appearance, what truly proves his identity is the familiar fluctuation of holy power within his body.

Gabriel, the archangel recognized by all three races as having already fallen.

The blonde beauty ignored his offensive words and simply gave a gentle smile.

As the holy light from her smile slowly spread outwards, the whole world appeared exceptionally radiant.

She raised her left hand and placed it on her chest.

"For this body is bathed in the glory of the Lord."

"Varied--"

I've known for a long time that the God of the Bible has already fallen.

Upon witnessing this scene and hearing these words, Raphael couldn't help but exclaim in astonishment.

However, what could steal his heart even more than that was...

A sharp pain shot through my chest. (Mountain)

Chapter 167 Gabriel's Fanaticism

Gabriel!

Realizing that a hand had suddenly pierced his chest while he was still shaken, Raphael's pupils contracted sharply, and he roared in fury. As the chief of the angels who had lived for so long, how could he normally be so careless?

only......

God has long since fallen.

Whether they are the highest-ranking angels, or the higher-ups of the underworld or fallen angels, they all know this clearly.

Their faith in and devotion to the God of the Bible are naturally quite high.

The departure of that Lord is even more unbearable.

so......

Suddenly, I heard a fellow believer, who also knew that the God of the Bible had departed, claim that he was already bathed in the glory of the Lord...

That's why he lost his composure for a moment, creating an opening that allowed Gabriel to launch a successful sneak attack and severely injure him instantly.

At that moment, the anger that rose within him...

More than being ambushed by a companion of many years, it came from Gabriel's claim that he was bathed in the glory of God's "683".

He would feel angry and saddened if he were ambushed by his companion, and would want to find out why.

However, in an attempt to undermine his will, he ambushed him, falsely claiming that he was being protected by a fallen biblical god...

This behavior instilled a genuine murderous intent in Raphael's heart.

Even fellow believers should not use the name of the Lord to commit such despicable acts.

This kind of guy who only tarnishes the image of the God of the Bible will kill even his longtime companions again.

“Gabriel, what you’ve done…”

Raphael's disheveled white hair danced in the wind as he struggled to get away.

A horrifying hole appeared in his chest from Gabriel's sneak attack.

The doctor, who was usually gentle, had cold eyes.

“I will definitely cut off your head and hang it on the gates of the Seventh Heaven.”

The voice was resolute.

"Surprised, it actually failed. Would I really hold back because of past camaraderie?"

Gabriel still wore a gentle smile, his voice soft and captivating, and his soft golden hair danced slightly in the wind.

On her delicate, boneless hands, blood and chunks of flesh were carried away by the wind, turning into shattered fragments of light.

As the crimson bloodstains on her hands gradually faded, she gently touched her chest and smiled faintly.

"However, I am not lying. For at this moment, I am indeed enveloped by the light of God."

However, Raphael seemed completely unable to heed her words.