Would they threaten Shiroyasha, or would they take action themselves? Which would the enemy choose?
This question was answered less than three seconds after the word "Ouroboros" was spoken.
A war god's radiance, comparable to Indra's, once again descended upon this battlefield. An army of a million angels firmly sealed off the battlefield.
Seeing the formation before them, the Great Peng Golden-Winged Bird clan was already numb with shock. What day was it today, for one grand scene to follow another?
Even the Roc Demon King, little Garling, who had seen many grand scenes, was stunned on the spot when she saw the vast formation in the sky.
What was going on?
Back then, when the Great Sage Sister had wreaked havoc in the Heavenly Palace, she had only attracted a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers and generals to subjugate her. What had happened now, to actually provoke Christianity to send out an army of a million angels? This was almost equivalent to the entire Heavenly Army's regular combat strength reserve.
Who had committed such a great sin against heaven?
Although she couldn't figure out the reason, she still instinctively looked at Su Mo. Her intuition told her that the only one present who could create such a grand scene was Su Mo.
Even Shiroyasha hadn't expected the other party to make such a grand move. Seeing the leader of the million descending angels, she was slightly surprised, then showed a look of realization.
"It's Christianity again..."
Her tone was one of slight amazement, but not too much surprise.
It was said to be the decision of the higher-ups of the pantheons, that Little Garden was ruled by the pantheons. But in fact, in the current Little Garden, there were only two pantheons that could be said to be in a dominant position.
Buddhism, and Christianity.
The only two who could summon Indra and dare to be an enemy of the Halloween Queen were these two. Originally, Shiroyasha had been more suspicious of Buddhism, because Indra didn't seem like the type to obey the orders of other pantheons. But after Michael's appearance, she no longer had any doubts.
Compared to Indra, Michael was even less likely to obey the orders of others. In terms of loyalty, Christianity's requirements were higher than almost any other sect.
Besides, thinking back on some things, the clues were actually very obvious.
"Who else but the church, which loves to promote monotheism, would support the full-of-loopholes creationism, want to swallow human history with mythological history, and turn humans into puppets created by gods!" Shiroyasha muttered to herself in hindsight.
Christianity's cosmology was precisely the most typical creationism.
They were also the ones who most opposed the human-side original candidate solving the eschatology. If the world were saved by humans themselves, if Little Garden were dominated by human history, their cosmology would completely collapse.
If creating the world was not a merit of God, if the Last Judgment was not in their hands, then Christianity's cosmology of the original sin of the fallen angels would not be able to stand. If the world was without sin, then what was the meaning of God's existence?
On the contrary, if their plan succeeded, if creationism ruled Little Garden, then they would be the pantheon that benefited the most. Even Buddhism could not compare with them. They would be the sole dominant power, and might even swallow up all other pantheons.
In contrast, Buddhism's reincarnation was rather special, and in a sense, it was even a form of atheism. Although she didn't know why Shakyamuni would support the Son of God's plan, judging from the perspective of benefits alone, the core of promoting these plans must be the Son of God.
After thinking this through, Shiroyasha secretly glanced at Su Mo and found that Su Mo's expression showed no surprise at all. As expected, he had already guessed this result.
"Ahem!"
After clearing her throat, Shiroyasha, who remembered her current position, finally looked up and looked at the number one war god of Christianity in the sky.
"Michael, what are you doing here, and with so many troops? Don't tell me you're here for a spring outing!"
Hearing this, the Archangel holding the flaming sword on the cloud looked down at this Solar Spirit and said coldly, "In the name of the Lord, I shall exorcise demons and sweep away filth!"
Hearing this, Shiroyasha blinked and asked with doubt, "What Devil King? Where is there a Devil King? Hasn't the Asura King already been subjugated? This Knight King is already their subordinate. What are you trying to do?"
Faced with Shiroyasha's feigned ignorance, Michael had no intention of explaining, nor was there any need to.
A crimson, cross-like longsword was raised, its tip pointing directly at Su Mo. "You are the Devil King!"
Since he had already revealed his identity and taken action, there was no need for any scruples, nor was there any need to be timid for any reason. The rules of Little Garden? The constraints of the pantheons?
In front of the true rulers, the true top-tier pantheons, these were trivial matters not worth mentioning. They were the rulers of Little Garden, and also the creators of Little Garden.
They were the rules themselves!
The moment Michael's declaration was spoken, Su Mo's shadow under the sun began to distort. Although his own form had not changed, his shadow had become like a great dragon or a monster.
"Fairy transformation ritual? Heh!"
After a light chuckle, Su Mo just shook his head slightly, and the curse attached to him dissipated with a boom.
"Your Christian style is really direct. I don't hate this simple way of communication."
"But it's rude not to reciprocate. You try this too."
"You are the dragon!"
Along with Su Mo's declaration, Michael's shadow cast down from the clouds also became as ferocious and twisted as a great dragon.
Not only that, but as the shadow changed, Michael's body also changed slightly. The originally fiery red battle armor for some reason revealed a luster like that of red dragon scales, and the pure white wings behind him also faintly transformed into the bat-like wings of a dragon.
During its expansion, Christianity often absorbed the myths of other regions. In order to absorb them, they would often belittle the beliefs of other pantheons. Either they would regard them as Devil Kings, fairies, or dragons, and then create mythological stories of angels or saints defeating them, taking the beliefs of other pantheons into their own hands.
The so-called fairy transformation, demonization, and dragon transformation rituals were all the same at their core, just unconditionally demeaning the other party's spiritual rank. And now, the same trick was being used on Michael himself. It was his turn, the dragon slayer, to be demoted to an evil dragon.
What was embarrassing was that he was actually unable to dispel the curse cast by Su Mo with his divine might. The ritual Su Mo used was too exquisite, as if he were the heavenly war god Michael, and he himself was the heretic, making it impossible for him to completely break free.
"Blasphemous heretic, how dare you resist the Lord's will!"
After the dispel failed, Michael's gaze towards Su Mo was cold, and his golden pupils seemed to be burning with boiling flames.
He looked up at the sky and began to shout loudly, "O Lord! Protect me, Jesus Christ, protect me, my great enemy is before me!"
Activating the Lord's blessing as an Archangel, thereby enhancing his spiritual rank and isolating the other party's dragon transformation ritual.
After completing this step, Michael did not continue to act, but instead turned his gaze to the army of a million angels behind him. For Christianity, these heartless angels were the purest of machines. There was no need to consider casualties; they could be thrown directly into the battlefield.
"All troops, listen to my command, subjugate the great enemy of the Lord before you!"
With Michael's order, the million angels locked their inorganic eyes on Su Mo before them.
"Holy, holy! The Lord of Hosts, Jehovah, His glory shines upon the heavens and the earth!"
Along with a slogan like a mountain call and a sea roar, the endless army of angels surged towards Su Mo.
At the very least, a Four-Digit level angel army, wrapped in lightning, sulfur, and flames, launched a near-suicidal attack with a posture of mutual destruction.
Seeing this scene, little Garling showed a worried look and was about to step forward to help, but was stopped by Guinevere.
"Master!"
Saber Alter on the side also immediately stood in front of Su Mo. Although her strength was not enough to deal with a million gods and buddhas at the same time, a subordinate of this level should not be dealt with by Su Mo personally.
However, before she could make a move, a slender and beautiful young woman had already appeared in front of Su Mo. The young woman had a pair of wings on her back, but their structure was completely different from an angel's.
Looking at the attacking angel army, the young woman's eyes were full of cold killing intent, but a smile appeared on her pretty face.
"You dirty mongrel birds! If you want to see my Master, you'll have to get through me first!"
As she said this, she raised her right hand and commanded the thousand-strong Flügel legion behind her.
"All of you, teach these mongrel birds a lesson, and let them know not to copy our Flügel's structure!"
Along with these words, an unparalleled vortex of energy gathered in Jibril's palm.