: Blitzkrieg, Torrent, and Sand Fox

The echoes of gunfire reverberated across the square.

Black mist poured out of the bullet holes.

It looked like something was tearing open the body and crawling out.

Qiao Ye did not fall; he stood there.

The bony, spur-like wings tore through the skin, bursting open bloodily.

He soared into the sky with an elegant posture, like a giant skeletal cross hanging in the sky, just like the young painter of yesteryear.

Black mist condensed into a throne behind him.

A throne made of stacked skulls, with crimson fire burning in the eye sockets of the skulls.

Qiao Ye sat down, suspended high in the sky.

The square was deathly silent.

Raguel looked up at the skeletal throne, an overwhelming sense of oppression washing over him.

Behind him, Gabriel, Uriel, Raphael, and Metatron felt the same way.

Why did this happen...?

Raguel gritted his teeth and resisted the pressure.

Although it is unknown why Qiao Ye has become like this.

But he could sense that the person opposite him was nothing more than the Demon King.

They weren't much better than them.

but--

Why do I feel so much pressure?

It's as if Qiao Ye has become a demon, born with immense self-control.

"They look very similar..."

Behind Raguel, Gabriel, holding the Codex, slowly spoke.

"Do you still remember that demon who slaughtered God's chosen people nearly a century ago?"

"You mean..." Raguel certainly wouldn't forget.

"Yahweh was incarnated as a Nazarene, walking among men, suffering in Rome. The inscription on the cross reads 'King of the Chosen.'"

Gabriel said all he needed to say, and Raguel understood.

If Qiao Ye shares a similar demonic nature with the demon who launched the purge nearly a century ago.

We will indeed exercise some restraint towards them.

The suspended image continued to move, and the whole world was watching this scene.

Qiao Ye's current demeanor left everyone stunned.

"Is this the young man from earlier?"

"I can't believe it, how did he become like this?"

"Looks so much like a demon..."

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Some people rebuked him, their eyes filled with fanaticism as they looked at Qiao Ye.

"This is the true form of God!"

Qiao Ye remained silent on the throne of bones.

He simply sat there, looking at the archangel before him and the hundred thousand angels who had drawn their swords.

Then he raised his right hand and pointed the pistol at his right temple.

"Come forth, my servant."

He uttered the whispered words the young painter used to summon his family years ago.

"Manstein!"

boom--!!!

A crack suddenly appeared in the void.

A bolt of purplish-black lightning struck down, blasting a huge hole in the sky that had been obscured by a hundred thousand angels.

Then came the second and third rounds—

Countless arcs of electricity surged forth simultaneously, intertwining and tearing through the air.

The purplish-black electric arcs condensed and took shape in mid-air, finally forming a perfect form.

【Name: Blitzkrieg Demon Manstein】

[Description: He is a demon cursed by speed, a lightning bolt that can never stop. He was once flesh and blood, but now he is speed itself; anything that stands in his way will be torn to ashes.]

It is no longer the shadow it once was.

It is a fully-formed demon familiar!

Manstein was entirely black, but his skin was constantly cracked with purplish-black electric arcs.

The cracks spread, heal, and then burst open again, endlessly.

Seven horns of varying lengths pierced from its head, their bodies flowing with liquid electricity.

Three pairs of wings woven from lightning slowly flapped behind him, each flap leaving a burnt smell in the air.

Manstein looked at the five archangels.

Then he disappeared.

Only a blur remained where he stood, but the real Raguel had appeared before him in an instant.

Countless bolts of lightning converged, aiming straight for Raguel's throat.

Raguel did not wait to die.

He moved at the very moment Manstein disappeared.

Twelve wings suddenly spread open, and the person slid backward.

At the same time, he raised his right hand, drew a golden longsword from the void, and slashed at Manstein.

The holy sword clashed with lightning.

There was no sound, because it had been extinguished.

Only light exploded.

Golden holy light and purplish-black electric arcs collided and surged in all directions.

boom--

The angels and demons were separated by a destructive force.

Raguel steadied himself, with only eleven wings remaining on his back, golden blood still flowing from the broken wingtips.

His face was contorted with an unprecedented ferocity.

This is the first time a demon has ever caused me such harm!

In his rage, he raised his sword, which blazed with blinding holy flames.

At the same time, Gabriel stepped forward.

Gabriel opened the Codex, and the pages turned automatically.

Golden words floated from the pages of the book, swirling around him.

He looked at Manstein and spoke:

In the name of the Lord—

How could Qiao Ye let him finish reading?

He picked up Walter and fired again.

boom--

The second demon servant arrived in response.

Lead-gray rust and metal debris fell from the sky.

Countless angels crashed down with a thunderous roar, piling up into a small mountain.

Then the hill shook and began to reorganize.

A colossal steel demon rises from the rust and wreckage.

【Name: Guderian, the Demon of the Torrent】

[Description: He is a demon forged from steel and bones, a torrent on the battlefield, bearing the weight of iron and bone, crushing all evil and enemies!]

The same complete form.

Guderian's body was enormous, as if it were cast from molten iron.

It has no legs, and its lower body is fused with a huge circular altar.

Seven iron pillars stood at the edge of the altar, and seven dried corpses were locked on the pillars. Below the altar, the tracks hummed and turned.

He stood up, like an armored war machine from hell.

Forward, with unwavering determination!

With overwhelming momentum and power, Guderian crashed directly into Gabriel.

Where the tracks rolled, the earth shattered.

Gabriel trembled with fear. The angel's omen told him that if he met this attack head-on, his soul would immediately return to heaven.

Get out of the way!

He soared into the sky.

Just then, Qiao Ye's third shot was ready.

His right hand was fixed on the trigger, while his left hand was outstretched, his thumb and middle finger pinched together, forming a circle.

Gabriel's body remained locked within this circle.

boom--

Gunshots.

A giant fox head suddenly appeared in the void, opened its mouth and bit Gabriel's upper body, tearing it apart.

The giant fox head chewed continuously, blood dripping from its teeth.

【Name: Rommel, the Demon of the Sand Fox】

[Description: He is a demon who dwells with the yellow sands and wandering, the embodiment of cunning and bestiality. He devours all who oppose the Demon King, making them his sustenance.]

"Gabriel!!!"

Raphael spread his wings, and holy light spread.

This guardian of the Tree of Life suddenly raised his wooden staff, and the seven fruits on the staff glowed simultaneously.

A fruit swells rapidly, ripens, and then falls.

The fruit split open, and Gabriel rolled out.

The archangel was pale and slightly out of breath, clearly indicating that the experience of being swallowed up had not been without its effects.

It even caused him great psychological trauma.

"A healing angel?"

Qiao Ye looked at Raphael.

"In that case, I'll deal with you first."

The fourth shot.

It rang.