At the same time, the other eight Ages of Gods also began to sound the horns of war.
Second Sequence, Radiant Composite Temple, Egypt.
Gabriel, the Angel of Water, looked out over the vast, boundless desert and fell briefly into astonishment. In this environment, both her authority and her subordinates with water-based traits were weakened considerably.
But before the scattered angelic army could regroup and begin corroding this Age of Gods, violent winds howled from every direction. Yellow sand surged, and tornadoes swept through, blowing the radiant humanoid figures into chaos.
"Roar!"
Then, earth-shaking roars rang out. Tens of thousands of Sphinxes raised their hooves and spread their wings, trampling and crashing forward in a frenzied charge.
Even more terrifyingly, the desert beneath the angelic army began to flow and heat up, madly evaporating the moisture in the air and making the environment even drier and harsher.
"Let the waters be divided above and below. Those above shall gather clouds and bring rain, purifying all filth!"
Gabriel chanted the divine words coldly and solemnly. The temperature in the desert suddenly dropped, rain fell in heavy drops, the surroundings grew damp, and the wind and sand slowed with it.
"Praise be to you, Ra, as you rise in majesty!
You rise and shine, causing the heavens to roll aside.
You are the King of the Gods, Lord of all creation!
We come from you, and through you we are made holy."
Yet a solemn, deep chant came from within the calming sandstorm, echoing beneath the dull yellow sky.
Then several Night Sun Ships, their hulls fully carved with runes and unhindered by the wind and sand, carried Egyptians whose eyes were filled with hatred and gathered here.
Once, they had lost their homeland and their loved ones.
After the disaster fell silent, they, as the weak, could only stand amid ruins and desolation, gazing at the sunset over the Nile as they wept in silence.
But now, the framework based on the Egyptian Age of Gods had been reshaped by Gaia's will. At last, they had the right and the means to take revenge.
Amid divine chants drawn from the Book of the Dead, enormous pyramids slowly rose from the desert.
The shadows of those pyramids, formed from conceptual structures, smashed down with terrifying force. Hundreds and thousands of angels burst apart like flies beneath a giant palm.
The power nearly compacted the desert itself. Scattered grains of sand crystallized, and tens of thousands of invading enemies shattered bone and body alike, turning into drifting specks of light.
"It is the sunset of Egypt, the serpent of time that reveals the end. [O Serpent that Breaks the Dawn of the End, descend upon this place]!"
"Mirror of the Dead, Mirror of Darkness. Become a gateway and draw terror here. [Anpu Neb Ta Djeser]!"
On the flagship guarded by the Night Sun Ships, the female pharaoh Nitocris and Cleopatra, Queen of Egypt, each displayed the might of their Divine Spirit concepts.
At once, wildly dancing golden cobras spiraled downward, while the treasured mirror connected to the underworld summoned countless dead souls and mummy guards into the present world.
At the same time, as Nitocris swung down the scepter that had once belonged to Pharaoh Ramesses II, every gate of the pyramids opened wide. One vortex after another appeared across the sandy sea, and incarnations of Anubis, the jackal god, wearing ribbons and holding flails in their bent forearms, rose from within the pyramids and from the underground sands before forming ranks and charging.
The war of the avengers had begun.
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Third Sequence, Cycle of Creation, Death, and Reincarnation, Ancient India.
"Annihilation lies in this single thrust. Burn completely, Brahma. Curse this body. [O Sun Wheel, submit to death]!"
"Divine domain expanded. Space fixed. Divine punishment execution period set... All approvals complete. With this wrath of Shiva, let your lives end here. [Pashupata]!"
"By my will, manifest, power of Vishnu! [Pierce the Rakshasas and Remain Unvanquished]!"
In midair, Karna, Arjuna, and Rama, incarnations of three Indian gods, each released the True Names of their Noble Phantasms, unleashing a furious sweep against the angelic army above India.
At the same time, the Devas led by Indra, the God of Thunder, awakened their authorities and launched their assault. The armies of the Nagas, Yakshas, Gandharvas, Garudas, Kinnaras, and Mahoragas followed closely behind.
On humanity's side, armies from every kingdom answered the summons of their respective Divine Spirits and gathered here. Riding tens of thousands of war elephants, they launched their charge without fear of death.
Even if their bodies died in this war, their souls would flow into the Ganges, return to Brahma's embrace, enter a new cycle of Reincarnation, and receive the fruits of their good karma in the next life.
Not only that, but at Rama's invitation, Hanuman, the Monkey King who had once helped the King of Kosala, and his monkey army had also come from afar to join the battlefield, fighting for their own right to live.
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Fourth Sequence, Sealing of the Four Seas of the End, Oceanus.
Waves churned violently. The deep-sea fleet and the creations from Echidna's arsenal covered nearly the entire sea, staining the blazing white halo descending from the heavens pitch black.
The Ten Islands of the Kingdom, which had drifted to the front of the continent through crustal movement, formed a barrier-like island arc and stood guard ahead.
Not only that, but deep beneath the sea, waves surged as the Triple Dark Curtain and the Triple Bronze Gates opened one after another, forming a great vortex that led directly to [Tartarus Cavern] and [Elysium].
"Roar!"
The brutal Titan Gods who had broken free of their restraints emerged upon the sea. One after another, they leaped upward, dragging down flocks of angels from the sky as if catching edible birds, tearing them apart roughly before stuffing them into their mouths to chew.
"Glory to the Argonauts!"
Heroes who had returned from the Underworld, clad in light armor and carrying shields and javelins, boarded the fleet led by the Argo.
Aside from the heroes, elite forces such as battle nymphs, children of Typhon, the 88 Constellation Saints, Arcadian Hunters, and the Spartan last guards had also gathered here.
These ancient warships, built from divine wood and equipped with various Magecraft formulas, cut through the storm-tossed waves amid resounding cries, advancing toward the blockaded sea and keeping the angelic army away from the land.
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Fifth Sequence, Eternal Empire of Madness, Ancient Rome.
"Glory may belong to Greece, but greatness will surely belong to Rome!"
Before the Pantheon, the Rose Emperor Nero, dressed in a Divine Spirit Mystic Code, stood upon a stage-like metal construct. She raised her fist and shouted with proud force, while Amazon warriors gathered behind her like clouds.
"Rome! Rome! Rome!"
Light patterns pulsed across the Seven Hills. Every Roman emperor led an army of their own. Under the resonance of divine might and the proud cries of the Romans, the legions were bound into an inseparable whole through the collective concept of "Rome."
At the same time, blazing sacred fires were lit in temples everywhere, and pillars of light shot into the sky. The Twelve Olympians walked out from the curtains of light, driving their chariots as they raced across the battlefield.
"God Cernunnos, bless this place!"
Not only that, but the Celts, who had already been incorporated into Rome and granted autonomy, also joined the battle under Queen Boudica's leadership, guarding several native gods including Cernunnos.
Under the vast military might, the angelic army was split and cut off. These beings, who had always prided themselves on their overwhelming numbers, felt for the first time the pressure of being surrounded on all sides and trapped deep within an encirclement.
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