People in American Manga: Check in from Karma Taj

Life returned to normal, and nothing happened for a full week.

"Is it really an illusion?"

After class that day, Zhang Yang returned to his dormitory. After digesting the spells taught by Principal Dumbledore from Hogwarts, he felt the backhand he had left behind and felt relieved when he found that there was no reaction.

After taking a shower, Zhang Yang had just been lying on the bed for a few minutes when his backhand was triggered!

"really!!!"

Zhang Yang rolled over and got up. A portal appeared. He stepped through it and appeared in a holy land.

It’s a true sanctuary!

Here, the power of the Holy Light has been greatly strengthened!

Here, there are angels symbolizing holiness everywhere, fully armed, seemingly guarding against something!

The only thing that had nothing to do with holiness was a fainted man lying on the judgment seat in the center of the sanctuary.

Angela Dawson!

"An enemy has invaded!"

After Zhang Yang passed through the portal, all the angels turned around and pointed their weapons at Zhang Yang: "Attack!"

Without greetings or any pre-battle talk, a war between countless angels and one mortal began.

Zhang Yang didn't talk nonsense. Facing these large numbers of angels, he just looked at them and a huge tornado that matched the sky suddenly appeared.

The majestic suction force made the diving angel unable to stop the car, changed its trajectory, and rushed straight towards the tornado.

Under the terrifying pulling force, this extraordinary angel didn't even last a second before it was torn to pieces, and its remaining body merged into the tornado.

"Line up, retreat!"

One of the four-winged angels behind him loudly commanded, and countless angels retreated slowly like precision machinery.

But, is Zhang Yang's attack that simple?

of course not!

Three more similar tornadoes appeared throughout the sanctuary, and together with the previous one, they occupied the four directions of the sanctuary: southeast, northwest, and southeast.

Endless pulling force acted on all the angels, making it difficult for them to even stop in place.

Zhang Yang opened his legs and walked towards the center of the sanctuary step by step.

The four hurricanes gradually moved closer to the center following his movements.

The outermost angel finally couldn't hold on any longer, its wings were broken, and the power of the Holy Light couldn't maintain its body. It was torn apart by the endless pulling force, and blood spilled into the air.

When there is one, there is a second, a third...

Before Zhang Yang could reach the center of the sanctuary, the angel legion was completely destroyed except for the commander, the four-winged angel.

"you..."

The four-winged angel watched helplessly as his colleagues were torn into pieces one by one. Blood and tears fell from his eyes. He opened his mouth and was about to accuse Zhang Yang of his cruelty. The strength in his body was in chaos.

The price of the chaos was that he could no longer control his balance and was torn into pieces just like his colleagues, the two-winged angels.

When Zhang Yang stepped onto the trial stage, the four tornadoes dissipated at some point, and the sanctuary returned to its original appearance.

But those angels are no longer here.

"Wake up."

Zhang Yang came to Angela's side and patted her face: "It's time to go home."

"go home?"

A voice came from behind Zhang Yang, and when he turned around, he saw a figure.

The woman who once tried to steal his head, St. Clare Gabriel!

"Did you do all this?"

Zhang Yang stood up and looked at the saint who was half a head lower than him: "Why?"

"No reason."

The holy light burst out from Carrie's body, and a terrifying force continued to gather: "Everything, for mother."

"Well done, my daughter."

An ethereal voice appeared in Zhang Yang's ears, and in the holy white light, Jiali's appearance had changed.

This look...Zhang Yang looks familiar.

"Familiar?"

The descending Archangel Gabriel saw Zhang Yang's doubts and said in an ethereal voice: "You should indeed look familiar."

"That's right, this image is the image of the Supreme Mage of your Karma Taj, the Ancient One, who just made a big fuss in the heaven dimension."

"I didn't like being bald, so I left my hair on."

Archangel Gabriel walked in the void and came to Zhang Yang. The endless power in his body made the entire sanctuary respond: "How, does it look like it?"

"It's quite similar."

Zhang Yang nodded. He couldn't help it. This guy really looked like Gu Yi. If he shaved off his blond hair, he would be exactly the same!

"I think you're very talented."

Gabriel placed his chin on Zhang Yang's shoulder and exhaled: "Why don't you join Heaven? I can recommend you to become the Archangel."

"The eighth one is also the only male archangel besides the fallen Lucifer!"

"how?"

Gabriel's voice had a strange power, and the last sentence kept echoing in Zhang Yang's mind.

This is a unique spell in heaven. As long as the person who hears the voice is not strong-willed enough, he will believe in God wholeheartedly and become a loyal believer.

This method... makes sense, and is the same as the power of hell to deceive people.

"This method is useless to me."

Zhang Yang shook his head, and endless magic power suddenly erupted. Even the Archangel Gabriel couldn't bear it and was forced to leave Zhang Yang's side.

"What a powerful force."

Gabriel looked at Zhang Yang with even more longing eyes, but with her face like an ancient one and being reasonable, it was really hard for Zhang Yang to have other thoughts.

"Since you are not willing to join Heaven voluntarily, then..."

Gabriel used the holy light to condense a long sword and held it in a sword flower: "I can only use thunder."

"Do you play with swords?"

Zhang Yang raised his hand, and Emperor Weishan's sacred sword appeared in his hand. In Gabriel's eyes, eager to try and fight, he flicked his wrist.

Don't get me wrong, he is not a sword-wielding flower.

Twelve sacred swords of Emperor Weishan appeared in succession, and flew towards her in Gabriel's shocked eyes.

As an archangel, her fighting instinct has been engraved in her genes. Even if she doesn't react now, her muscle memory has been activated, blocking the flying sacred swords of Emperor Weishan one by one.

Although the sacred flame did not increase the damage to hell-like creatures, it was not offset by the holy light. It actually burned on the sword in Gabriel's hand until it was burned to ashes.

"Isn't it okay to have twelve?"

Zhang Yang frowned: "Then...24...forget it, just get there in one step!"

As soon as his thought came to his mind, one hundred and eight sacred swords of Emperor Weishan appeared in mid-air, surrounding Gabriel.

The sacred fire on the sword was so hot that even the space of the sanctuary couldn't bear it, causing it to become distorted.

And Gabriel's expression was very complicated at the moment.

Shock, disbelief, regret... dozens of expressions constantly changing.

Just fun.