Chapter 627: Angels Vs Devils Part 2
"Arise."
Just like that, the golden army surged back. It was like they had never been destroyed to begin with.
The devils stared in shock, cold sweat running down their faces.
Fear spread through their ranks as a scary idea formed on their minds.
If Reign could keep bringing them back, there would be no end to the battle.
They would never win against such cheat like ability.
The devils started to doubt themselves. How could they ever beat him?
But before they could even think of a solution, the golden army charged again.
This time, whenever they fell in battle, they would explode like suicidal bombs, taking their enemies with them.
The devils, already shaken by the endless summons, now faced a new horror.
"Keep fighting! Use your cannons to keep them at a distance!" the general shouted.
"Attack him! If we kill him, all of this will vanish!"
The devils scrambled to follow orders, desperate to stop Reign before his power consumed them completely.
This time, 30 devil generals charged forward, launching attack after attack at Reign while carefully keeping their distance.
They relied on long-range strikes, hoping to overwhelm him from afar.
"You want to fight me like that? You've got to be kidding me," Reign chuckled, his voice dripping with amusement.
When it came to long-range attacks, he was practically the GOAT in that department.
Suddenly, 36 golden lights appeared behind him.
They quickly formed into long, luxurious-looking railguns, crafted from his divine creations.
These weapons followed the same concept as his own railgun, but instead of regular negative energy, they were loaded with pure divinity.
"Die!"
The railguns hummed as golden beams pierced the air like comet.
They collided with the devil generals' attacks, quickly overpowering them.
The generals barely managed to evade the initial impact.
But just as they thought they were safe, the golden beam exploded into smaller beams that shot toward them.
It pierced through their bodies, ignoring their armor and leaving gaping holes.
They attempted to regenerate, but they were stunned with they realized that it's not working.
Along with the divine energy, death energy was mixed in, making any attempt at recovery futile.
Just like that, more than half of them were wiped out.
Reign finished off the rest, sending wave after wave of beams toward the survivors.
This one-sided display of dominance shattered the morale of the devils.
Doubt began to creep in as they wondered if it had been a mistake to come to Heaven in the first place.
"Where's all the confidence now? Why so quiet?" Reign opened his arms wide, smiling innocently.
But they knew it was nothing more than mockery.
"So, where are those two leaders of yours, Lilith and Lucifer? Don't tell me they ran off after seeing how awesome I am?"
Reign made a blunder, his true self slipping through for a moment.
But to hell with it. It wasn't like Gabriel or the others could call him out for having a vulgar mouth.
The devils gritted their teeth in anger, but they did not response.
"Oh, what's this? No reply? Looks like you're hiding something..." Reign paused, tapping his chin. "Let me guess, you're buying time for them?"
He instantly caught their surprised expressions.
Lilith and Lucifer hadn't come just to start a war. They were after something else.
The devil army in front of him was nothing more than a distraction.
'But what is it? Why did they really come here?' he wondered to himself, then turned to Gabriel.
"Any idea what those two could be after in Heaven?"
Gabriel stuttered. "This is bad...I think I know what they want... The Holy Grail."
"So that's their grand plan? Steal the Holy Grail?" Reign raised a brow, then added with a shrug, "Is that thing even important?"
Gabriel froze.
For a second, he couldn't even breathe. His wings twitched. His mouth opened, then closed again, he couldn't find the words.
"A thing?" he finally croaked out, voice cracking halfway. "You just called the Holy Grail… a thing?"
Reign blinked. "Yeah? I mean, you guys treat everything like it's holy. Thought it was just another shiny cup with a backstory."
Gabriel looked like he might faint. Or throw up. Maybe both.
"That 'shiny cup' holds the source of Heaven's divinity. It's not just a symbol. It fuels the entire celestial system—everything from blessings to miracles to the power we use!"
Reign stared at him for a moment, then gave a low whistle. "Okay, yeah… that is pretty bad."
Gabriel rubbed his temples. "You think?"
"I know," Reign said, more serious now. "That's why I'm asking… where is it?"
Gabriel looked back. "If Lilith and Lucifer are after it, they would go to the capital city. We don't have much time."
"I see..." Reign nodded in understanding and flew out without warning.
One blink, and he was already gone—just a golden blur streaking into the dark cloud.
The angels were all in shock. For a second, no one moved. No one even breathed.
"He left us?!" one of them shouted, wings snapping open in disbelief.
Another stared at the battlefield, voice shaking. "Is he serious? We're surrounded!"
Gabriel clenched his fists. He tried to stay calm, but even he looked rattled. Reign just disappeared, right in the middle of the fight.
A younger angel's voice cracked. "What do we—"
Before he could finish, a devil general lunged forward, killing him off.
The others followed, descending like a storm.
They took the opening and turned it into a one-sided massacre.
The angels fought back, but without their Messiah, they were being killed far too fast.
Gabriel and the others were backed into a corner.
"We need to run," Gabriel shouted, his voice strained with urgency. "Combine our power! We have to create a barrier to escape!"
The surviving archangels agreed.
They gathered together, their power converging into a single, glowing spot, creating a barrier around them.
Lower-ranking angels shouted for them to open the barrier.
"Please! Let us in!" they begged, their voices filled with panic.
But the archangels only shook their heads. They couldn't afford to let anyone in.
The barrier surged with divine energy as they made their escape, leaving the cries of their comrades behind.