I weave my destiny in parallel time and space

Countless feathers emitting strange brilliance slowly swayed and fell like drizzle.

Countless angels fell from heaven.

The angels have wings like snow and hold sacred swords. Their faces were solemn and sacred, and their eyes revealed firm belief.

Michael wears golden armor and holds a flaming sword. He is the leader of the angel army, majestic and inviolable. Raphael is as gentle as the spring breeze. Her singing can heal all wounds and boost morale.

Endless brilliance occupied half of the sky, and the thick harmony even penetrated the earth and reached the hearts of every being in the underground city.

And along with the feathers scattered on the earth slowly fell.

Those floods are gradually receding, even gradually returning to the ocean.

Mycroft could tell that they were fully armed at the moment and were obviously preparing for a big battle.

He had already heard that existence say that there would definitely be a divine war in the future.

So, who are their enemies?

Mycroft's doubts were soon answered.

Not far away from the kingdom of heaven, the clouds tore apart, and a sacred mountain loomed in the clouds, with numerous palaces.

The gods of Olympus, dressed in armor, filed out from the top of the mountain.

Zeus holds the staff of thunder, his eyes shining with majesty and wisdom. Hera is dressed in a gorgeous battle robe. Her beauty and power coexist, as if she can shake the stars.

Poseidon holds a trident, and the water surges around him, as if it wants to swallow everything.

The momentum of both sides is not bad at all.

The two divine powers met in the void and erupted into a dazzling light.

Thunder and flames intertwined, heavy rain and light feathers danced together.

The battle started almost without any words.

Zeus waved the staff of thunder, and lightning streaked across the sky, approaching the angel army.

Michael swung his flaming sword, slashing out streaks of blazing sword energy, which collided with lightning in the air, creating a deafening roar.

Endless brilliance blooms from the sky.

In an instant, the entire world's time seemed to have stopped at this moment.

In the eyes of all the magicians and politicians from various countries, including Mycroft, who were paying attention to all this, there was a look of confusion and horror.

Under their gaze, the sky slowly began to crack in the shape of a spider web centered around the impact point.

The entire sky was actually torn apart by the aftermath of their battle!

The earth trembled violently, large chunks of land cracked, some volcanoes erupted directly, and magma flowed on the land.

Flames and thunder spattered the land below.

The forest began to burn with raging fire, and the animals on the ground fled around in fear.

This is the battle of gods, and the fluctuations caused by just the first impact between the two sides are enough to shatter the world.

Michael is the right hand of God and the deputy king of heaven.

In the entire kingdom of heaven, second only to God, He once annihilated the 185,000 Assyrian army that invaded Jerusalem in one night, prevented Abraham from sacrificing his only son, and also captured and imprisoned the thousand-year-old dragon Satan.

His fighting power is not inferior to any of the main gods in Greek mythology.

The rest of the angels also began to collide with the gods.

The battle became more intense, and the divine power intertwined into a spectacular picture. The void is filled with thunder, fire, sea water and wings.

All the creatures on the land were running away in fear.

The human dignitaries hiding in the shelter showed even more frightened expressions, trembling at the horrific sight.

Mycroft stared at the screen in front of him, recalling in his mind the history of the world he had seen in the eyes of that being in the tavern.

At that time, the scene when the dinosaurs became extinct was almost the same as the scene on land now.

The volcano erupted, the earth trembled, the sea churned, and the entire sky seemed to be on fire.

An ethnic group was destroyed in such a disaster.

And can humans survive such a disaster?

"Which side is on our side here?" one of the people in the control room asked curiously.

No one answered this question.

After a brief silence, Mycroft slowly spoke.

"The fate of mankind can only be left to mankind itself."

He whispered with deep eyes.

"At this moment, we are no different from ants in their eyes.

Who cares about the life and death of ants?"

His words were calm, but they silenced the entire control room once again, and the atmosphere in the hall became a little depressing for a while.

However, at this moment, the powers of Michael and Zeus collided again.

But this time it seems a little different from the past.

The huge energy shook the angels and gods back several steps, with expressions of surprise and awe on their faces.

This energy tore the battlefield apart, forming a huge crack.

Michael seemed to still want to attack Zeus.

However, he seemed to feel something, his pupils shrank slightly, and he turned his head to look at the huge torn crack below.

And for the first time, Zeus's voice came from not far away.

"Although I am not afraid of fate, I will definitely face it with 100% energy."

Zeus's eyes flashed with lightning.

"Although I am not afraid to fight this divine battle with you fairly.

But in order to meet my destiny, I must retain my strength."

He slowly opened his mouth and showed a slightly ferocious smile to Michael and the angels.

"Do you think I can defeat those Titans and become the God King just because of my power?"

As Zeus finished speaking, endless wailing began to come from the crack.

Dark fog filled the air from the crack.

In the dark cracks, countless demons, like wild beasts that had been imprisoned for thousands of years, finally broke free from their shackles and surged out.

Their figures loomed in the twisted flames, and their sharp fangs and ferocious faces looked even more terrifying in the dark red light.

The evil breath spreads rapidly like a plague. Wherever it goes, vegetation withers and lives are devastated.

This breath carries endless despair and fear, as if it can swallow all life and hope. The air smelled of sulfur and scorched earth.

This crack actually opened a hole directly between the earth and hell, tearing apart the seal of the gate of hell!

It was deliberately guided by Zeus, and the power of both of them was gathered together, so that such a huge opening could be opened.

The roars of the demons were earth-shattering, and their laughter was sharp and harsh, like ridicule and sarcasm coming from the depths of hell.

Their figures trample on the ground, leaving deep footprints with every step, as if they want to completely reduce this land to their territory.

At this desperate moment, the entire earth seemed to be shrouded in a thick layer of darkness. The sun was blocked by thick clouds and could not penetrate this layer of darkness.

And soon, countless black feathers were flying in the sky, and many beings with dark wings on their backs slowly flew out of the cracks, and floated in the air to confront the angels.

These are the fallen angels who defected from heaven and fell into hell.

They are the ancient enemies of the Kingdom of Heaven for thousands of years!