Five radiant white figures vanished into thin air, soaring above the Apocalypse Legion in the blink of an eye. Their sole targets were Satan and Lucifer. During the battle in the West, Malti endured tremendous pressure and humiliation. He knew he could only unleash the angels' might once, so he held out, encouraging the Red Robed Archbishops to endure and wait for the perfect moment. Now, on this final battlefield, he knew his moment had finally come. So, he ignited, leading the four Red Robed Archbishops, rising into the air unwaveringly behind the Holy Legion.
The Doomsday Warriors on the ground had fallen into chaos. Under the assault of the three thousand Holy Legion, over sixty thousand Doomsday guards were engulfed by the flames of life, losing their souls and lives, and the remaining one hundred and forty thousand had their progress greatly hindered by their fallen comrades, their formation devolving into disarray.
