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Chapter 401 Biblical Theology vs. Olympus Theology

"The situation is like this. How about we form a group and try to rank up?"

Azazel raised his phone, and above was the pesticide login page.

"The majestic Governor of the Fallen Angel still has such leisure and elegance?" Sirzechs said in surprise.

Azazel smiled slightly: "In peacetime, you have to find some fun for yourself, right?"

"Don't tell me, this game is really addictive."

"By the way, don't you usually play? Otherwise, how would you spend so much free time?"

Hearing this, Sirzechs smiled bitterly.

“Everyday government affairs pile up so much that I don’t have time to play games.”

He rubbed his brows, he didn't even have a vacation.

"Mortal things can easily lead to the fall of angels." Michael also shook his head.

You can imagine that an indescribable picture pops up for you halfway through the web page. How can a pure angel endure this?

"That's right, you angels have so many rules and regulations, and there are only a few entertainment facilities."

As a former angel and now a fallen angel, Azazel has a say.

Michael was speechless.

"Since we have a lot of time now, why not give it a try?" Azazel suggested again.

"The war is imminent, and our behavior is not conducive to the commander-in-chief." Sirzechs said softly.

"Don't worry, we are here to pick up the leaks, not to fight for them."

"When the time comes and we make up for it with two swords, the only pantheon in the world will be our Bible pantheon."

Azazel said very optimistically.

The group of people below are really passionate.

In the end, neither Sirzechs nor Michael played games with Azazel.

So much so that he pulled four people from the Fallen Angels to form a fifth platoon.

"You're not worried at all."

After an unknown amount of time, a familiar voice sounded behind Azazel.

Azazel was stunned, turned around, and after seeing the person coming, he scratched the back of his head and laughed humorlessly: "Hahaha, isn't this boring? I'm just playing games to kill time."

"My God!"

Excited voices sounded.

Michael, who was glowing all over, came to the little saint devoutly and knelt down on one knee.

"My God!"

Everyone in the angel camp also knelt down and worshiped, the faith in their eyes was hot and bright.

Little Saint nodded and said: "Get up."

All the angels stood up in an orderly manner.

The fallen angels were also ready to move, looking at God with extremely complicated eyes.

In the demon camp, the eyes of the younger generation were full of curiosity, while the older generation, who had experienced the war between the three clans, looked at the Little Saint with deep fear.

"Brother Ling."

Sirzechs came over with a smile on his face, and his smile as warm as the spring breeze could easily win the favor of others.

After saying hello to Sirzechs, Ling Xuan looked at the almost collapsed Asgard below.

"The beating was really miserable."

"It's just greed. That old guy Zeus has probably wanted to take action against Northern Europe for a long time." Azazel said disdainfully.

"When will we take action?"

Sirzechs took a step forward and came to Ling Xuan's side.

"Little Saint, you choose."

Under the shocked eyes of the three tribes, Ling Xuan put his hand on the Bible God's head, caressed the little head and asked.

The little saint's golden eyes were calm, he stretched out his little hand, pointed at Zeus, and said in a calm voice: "I don't like intruders."

"Is this the enemy's boss coming up? It's so exciting." Azazel clasped his fists.

"You don't need to take action, my strength is enough."

The little saint said calmly, as if he was stating a fact.

Without saying a word, Michael knelt down and said in a respectful tone: "Please my God allow us to go to war with you!"

"Please my God allow me!"

Many angels immediately knelt down.

They were created by the God of the Bible and should fight for her!

"As before, the angels are under your command, Michael." The little saint glanced at him and said.

"Yes, my God!"

Michael said excitedly.

As the most devout believer, nothing makes him happier than being recognized by God.

"Okay, then our first target is the Olympus God System. Do you have any objections?" Azazel also said.

The fallen angels responded one after another.

The current heads of the seventy-two pillar demon gods all looked at Sirzechs.

"Of course." Sirzechs chuckled, then turned serious.

"In this battle, the devil is also willing to obey God's arrangements."



The broken sword and the bloody knight.

With a ferocious expression, Zeus pulled out the thunder spear thrust into Mordred's body.

He was thrown away like a dead dog and smashed against a damaged stone pillar.

Mordred fell into the ruins with lifeless eyes, his life force draining away bit by bit.

and on the other side

It was a broken harp, a sad knight's cape was spread out, and on his chest was a gorgeous divine sword. He was nailed to the wall by this sword.

His head and hair were hanging down, and he also lost his ability to fight.

"Don't worry, you will be resurrected as a warrior of the underworld soon."

Looking at the figure that seriously injured him, Hades, the king of Hades, clutched his chest, his wine-red pupils full of appreciation.

Such a warrior deserves to be his!

After fighting for most of the day, the Nordic gods and the heroic warriors were injured and died.

At this moment, they are all huddled within the barrier opened by Knight Galahad.

Odin looked at the scenery outside with a sad expression.

He knew that the Nordic pantheon would be completely finished after today.

Except for some injuries, the twelve main gods did not have any damage to their foundation, and they were soon able to return to their prime.

Loki's situation isn't much better.

Two of the three Fenrir died, Jörmungandr was severely wounded, and their record was only to seriously injure Lancelot.

This made Loki very angry.

Fortunately, his daughter Hela is fine.

"Odin, this is the end, why don't you surrender?"

Loki stood in front of the Twelve Olympus Gods and shouted to Odin inside the Galahad Barrier.

Even though he was seriously injured, when he saw Odin's miserable appearance, he couldn't help but lift his jaw.

He was finally... able to raise his head high in front of Odin!

"Loki, it was you who destroyed Northern Europe with your own hands!"

"Yes, I destroyed it! I will destroy everything you created! Rebuild my Kingdom of God on the ruins!"

Loki opened his hands and laughed.

That looks like a winner.

It's just that he didn't notice the Olympian gods behind him who were looking at him like a fool.

"Brother Odin, surrender, we don't want things to develop like this." Zeus said with a fake smile.

"It's a beautiful idea, even if it means death, I will still hold you!" Odin snorted coldly.

Although it was Loki who started it, it was Zeus who forced Asgard into this situation.

"If you don't eat the toast, you will be punished with a drink." Zeus looked slightly cold.

"Oh my, what happened? Why is it so lively?"

At this time, an incoherent voice sounded, interrupting people's thoughts.

Zeus and Odin cast their gazes in unison, and were startled when they saw the handsome uncle with twelve dark night wings.

"Fallen angel imp?"

Odin subconsciously spoke.

"Hey, long time no see, old man." Azazel greeted the old acquaintance with a smile.

"What? Does the Bible theology also want to get involved?"

"With all due respect, without the God of the Bible, you are just a bunch of rabble!"

Poseidon taunted.

Since the death of the war god of the three tribes a thousand years ago, Jesus is the only one who can support the appearance of the biblical pantheon, and he does not pay attention to the others at all.

"It's really annoying to be looked down upon."

"But it's a pity that the protagonist today is not me."

Azazel chuckled lightly, then moved respectfully half a step back and made an elegant bow.

The space vacated by Azazel trembled.

A holy figure slowly flew out of the void, and behind her were the two Seraphim, Michael and Gabriel.

The moment they saw the young figure, Odin and Zeus's pupils shrank.

"You're not dead?!"

Zeus looked intently at the God of the Bible.

Azazel, who bowed, raised his body and looked at Zeus with an evil smile on his lips.

The space shook again.

Jet black feathers and white feathers are scattered.

Tens of thousands of fallen angels and angels, plus a clan of demons, appeared here.

"Devils, fallen angels and angels actually joined forces?"

Odin watched this scene blankly.

Although he had heard about the so-called three-party peace treaty, he did not expect that the three parties that had been hostile for thousands of years could unite their strengths.

"God of the Bible, after Northern Europe and Britain, do you also want to stop me?" Zeus looked gloomy.

In a short period of time, three major forces have been involved.

Leaving aside Northern Europe for now, British support is probably on the way.

Little Saint said nothing.

With a small move towards the void, the Holy Spear of Dusk emerged.

As a holy spear that has been bathed in the holy blood of Jesus, it naturally ranks at the top among artifacts, and is more than enough to be used as a weapon of the God of the Bible.

"All angels, draw your swords!"

Michael gave an order, and all the angels held the swords of heaven and aimed them at the Olympus gods.

Raphael takes out the flaming sword and can launch a great judgment at any time.

The golden horn appeared in Gabriel's hand.

Azazel raised his lips and flew to the fallen angel camp.

He took out the artifact inlaid with the purple jade.

"Balance Breaker."

A calm voice came from the slightly raised corners of his mouth.

next second

Shrouded in golden light.

Waiting for the light to dissipate, Azazel has completed the forbidden form of the artifact [Falling Dragon's Flash Gun].

The golden armor, coupled with the thick knight's spear, makes him a fully armored warrior!

Sirzechs opened his eyes, and scarlet destructive magic shot up from his body, turning the dark sky into blood, and the space was shattered.

"You were the ones seeking death first!"

Zeus gritted his teeth and ordered to the Olympian gods: "Go!"

Artemis and Athena looked at each other and glanced away from both sides.

Apollo flew high into the sky with the sun wheel spinning behind him.

Poseidon held his trident and pointed it at the sky.

Boom!

Thunder roared and a huge tsunami appeared.

"Woo——!"

Gabriel sounded the trumpet of the end of the world.

Countless meteorites fell from the sky, and all the angels rushed out together under the leadership of Michael and Raphael. The fallen angels also followed Azazel and Bai Qiu to meet the gods of Olympus.

"Judgment by Fire!"

"The Holy Judgment of Heaven!"

"Extreme Ember Thunder!"

"Golden Holy Spear!"

Everyone in the Bible camp at its peak unleashed their strongest skills.

"Bang!"

Azazel took the lead, and the heavy knight's spear struck Athena in the abdomen without any mercy, sending her flying out.

Then, he flew towards Poseidon.

The second-in-command of the Fallen Angels, Baiqiu, a ten-winged cadre, faced off against the Moon Goddess Artemis.

"Pluto, your opponent is me."

Sirzechs stood in front of Hades.

"Sirzechs Lucifer!" Hades looked gloomy.

The two kings of the underworld need to decide the winner today.

"Oh my god, how did I get you?" Demon King Beelzebub looked at the man in front of him with a headache.

"Maybe it's a bad fate?" Hermes smiled slightly.

The twelve main gods are assigned corresponding cadres.

As for God King Zeus?

It is done by the God of the Bible Himself.

"Isn't it good to just stay in heaven? Why bother to take a trip into this muddy water?"

"My eyes cannot tolerate filth."

"The water is muddy, just clean out the dirt inside."

As Xiao Sheng finished speaking, her body grew taller with every step she took, and finally she turned into a perfect figure!

“Bible God!”

Zeus's eyes were sinister, and he did not have the magnanimity and grace of a king at all.

Thunder crowned him.

Carrying the power of thunder, Zeus headed towards the biblical God.

Holding the Holy Spear with one hand, the Bible God's golden eyes flashed, and the figure disappeared directly from the spot.

The emergence of the Bible camp relieved the Nordic gods including Uther and Odin.

Although they didn't know what the purpose of the biblical pantheon was, it couldn't be worse.


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