Demons, Angels

As time passed, more and more reinforcements were teleported over. Since they did not belong to the same command structure, the scene was chaotic, with everyone basically fighting on their own.

New York’s communications were disrupted by the dimensional projection. Humanity’s upper ranks could not command this battle and could only provide support from the rear. In other words, they had to find a frontline commander in New York.

The problem was that most superpowered individuals were unruly. Ordinary commanders simply could not keep them in line. Fortunately, there was someone on the battlefield whom everyone respected.

That was Captain Steve, who had been a super idol for decades.

That was why Jarvis had approached Steve. Steve glanced around, gave a bitter smile, and his expression gradually hardened.

"Carter, I’ll definitely find a way to save you."

Steve took a deep breath, then leaped more than thirty feet into the air and landed atop Hydra. He then shouted in a voice everyone could hear, "I am Steve, Director of S.W.O.R.D. From now on, I’m in command here."

"Alright."

No one objected. Steve had that kind of prestige. Many of them had grown up watching his movies.

The only thing everyone found a little strange was why Captain America was standing on a Hydra. Could it be that he was actually Captain Hydra? "Wong, lead the sorcerers in disrupting space. Delay invasions from other dimensions as much as possible."

"Sky Fleet, establish attack models. Don’t waste energy. This battle may last a long time, so we need to use our resources carefully."

"Skye, create High-Temperature People as cannon fodder."

"Tony, Ivan, use the Drone Armor to deal with the flying monsters."

"The rest of you superpowered individuals, unless your abilities are exceptional, form teams of five and clear out the stragglers."

"Coulson, take a sign to the edge of the city and tell them not to launch the nuclear bombs. They’re useless. What? How do I know they plan to launch nukes? Isn’t that how America always does things? When in doubt, drop a nuke."

"I’m getting sidetracked. Tell them to teleport the nuclear bombs in. We’ll decide when to launch them."

"Everyone, prepare for a fight to the death. We cannot afford to lose this battle."

With Jarvis’s help, Steve issued one order after another, and the previously chaotic situation gradually became orderly.

Just then, a spatial rift leading to Hell was violently torn open in the sky. A massive bull’s head then stretched out.

The bull’s head took a deep sniff of Earth’s scent and said intoxicatedly, "The scent of Earth, the scent of souls… I’ve waited so long for this day. This time, I’m going to eat my fill."

As he spoke, the Minotaur Lord forcefully tore open the spatial rift, intending to crawl through. Everyone was startled, and Steve was about to urge Hydra forward to intercept him when Ivan shouted, "Leave this Minotaur to me. I’ll handle him."

Tony unusually offered, "Madman, can you handle it? I’ll go with you."

"I could handle it alone, but if you join me, then I can’t."

Ivan snorted coldly, his eyes filled with madness and rage—his only family, his elderly father Anton, had just vanished.

Just as Ivan was about to charge forward, a blond figure appeared before the Minotaur Lord. Even from behind, he was absurdly handsome. He smiled as he looked at the Minotaur Lord.

The Minotaur Lord was utterly shocked. "Adam! Why are you on Earth? Your Hell never opened a Space Channel!"

"You think I’m like you lot, needing to tear open spatial rifts myself?"

Adam sneered and viciously kicked the Minotaur Lord in the face, kicking him straight back into the channel.

"Lord Adam."

Ivan recognized Adam, but he did not let his guard down. He stepped forward and asked, "Are you an enemy or an ally?"

Tony shouted, "Ivan, is there something wrong with your brain? Sure, that guy has a face almost as handsome as mine, but he’s a Hell Lord. How could he possibly be one of us?"

"Can you stop flattering yourself? How can that old face of yours compare to mine?"

Adam mocked. He used magic power to create a massive phantom and shouted to the humans outside New York who refused to leave, "Hello, everyone. I’m Adam, the most handsome man in Hell. From now on, I’ll protect you."

After saying that, Adam smiled slightly. The women felt their hearts melt. Good heavens, how could anyone be this handsome? They wanted to have little demons with him.

"Adam!"

Many women cried out. They did not care whether he was a lord or not. Good looks were justice.

Other than a portion of the gay men, every man glared at Adam with displeasure. Someone that handsome had definitely gotten plastic surgery.

Tony and the others stared at Adam speechlessly. Did Hell produce idiots like this too?

Wanda, who was blasting monsters apart with red light, stared at Adam in astonishment. Why did he carry the Blood God’s aura?

At that moment, a lord’s questioning voice came from a spatial rift. "Protect Earth? Adam, do you intend to betray Hell?"

Many lords shouted from behind the rifts, "Adam, traitors never end well. Now is the best time to invade Earth."

Not only those lords, even the Succubus Lord, supposedly one of their own demons, shouted, "Adam, the Blood God is dead. There’s no need for you to help Earth anymore."

"The Blood God is my brother, bound to me by blood. Whether he is dead or alive, that will never change."

Adam spoke with deep feeling and loyalty. "I’ll fulfill his last wish and help him protect Earth. While I’m at it, I’ll seduce every girl on Earth."

Humans and demons alike were speechless. Could you at least act like a demon?

The Succubus Lord wanted to say more, but Adam cursed, "A bunch of idiots! You can’t even see the most basic situation clearly. Dormammu is not just Earth’s enemy, he’s our enemy too. Once he devours Earth, Hell will be next.

Not only can we not invade Earth, we must help Earth fight Dormammu. That’s called mutual dependence. Understand?"

Some of the lords wavered. "That actually makes some sense. Dormammu is no good. His goal is to devour the entire universe."

"Of course it makes sense. The previous Satan also helped Earth resist Dormammu."

Adam waved his hand. "Get lost and go back."

"Adam, what you say does make sense. How about this? Let humanity offer ten million souls, and we’ll stand aside. Otherwise, don’t blame us for taking them ourselves."

The Shadow Lord said coldly, "Also, I want that little girl’s life. She killed my son. I want her torn to pieces."

"That’s right, let humanity offer souls. Ten million souls in exchange for Earth’s safety. Those human leaders will definitely agree, since humanity has billions of people."

The lords clamored one after another. Adam followed the Shadow Lord’s aura and turned his head, seeing Little Hela, who was filled with killing intent, grief, and rage.

"Shadow Lord, you really know how to court death."

Adam suddenly laughed. Then, he transformed into a beam of light and charged into the Space Channel where the Shadow Lord was located.

"Adam, what are you doing? Ah!"

Caught off guard, the Shadow Lord was nearly sliced in half by Adam’s sword. He fled while shouting in shock and fury.

"Obviously, I’m cutting you down."

Adam sneered and shouted, "All lords, intercept the Demon Kings of Hell. Move immediately. Whoever dares to slack off, I guarantee they will not even have a chance to regret it."

The Succubus Lord, Demon Dragon Lord, Gargoyle Lord, and the other lords sighed helplessly before forcibly charging into the Space Channels to stop the Demon Kings of Hell.

The lords shouted in shock and fury, "Adam, are you really going to become Hell’s traitor? No one will support a traitor as Satan!"

"What’s so difficult about it? Just kill everyone who doesn’t support me."

Adam sneered. As he pursued the Shadow Lord, he shouted to Steve, "Director of S.W.O.R.D., I’ll help you hold back the Hell Lords, but there are too many demons. Handle those yourselves.

Also, many Dimensional Demon Gods are on their way here. You must display overwhelming strength to intimidate them and make them afraid to invade."

"Thank you for your kindness, Lord Adam. We’ll handle the rest ourselves."

Steve smiled bitterly. Intimidate them? They could barely protect themselves. "Then handle it yourselves."

Adam shrugged and led the Hell Lords in fully intercepting the Demon Kings of Hell. With his current strength and influence, this was not difficult.

Adam was a man determined to become Satan.

Seeing the Demon Kings of Hell completely stopped, Steve could not help sighing in relief. Though he did not entirely trust Adam, at least Adam could buy them some time.

The Demon Kings of Hell had been stopped, but the Hell Demons kept pouring out in greater numbers. Steve hurriedly directed everyone into battle.

As time passed, all of New York became a battlefield. Shouts of combat, explosions, screams, and collapsing buildings could be heard everywhere.

At that moment, an Angel Gate filled with holy light suddenly appeared between heaven and earth. Behind it lay endless holy radiance and angels, more dazzling than the sun.

Immediately afterward, the six-winged angel Gabriel, carrying the Godly Shield on her back and accompanied by the chief warrior Michael, flapped her wings and flew out of the Angel Gate. Holy light instantly illuminated all of New York City.

The humans outside froze for a moment, then shouted in wild joy, "The angels have come to save us!"

Many believers even fell to their knees on the spot, weeping tears of joy. Wonderful, angels had come to save the world.

Unlike ordinary people, the Super Heroes all wore solemn expressions. They knew very well that angels were not good people.

"There is God’s aura on Earth, but I can’t sense where exactly God is."

After sensing for a while, Gabriel sneered at Michael. "Besides, the Blood God cannot possibly be God. God would not be erased so easily."

Michael fell silent for a moment and said, "Must we really destroy the world? Perhaps we could consider other methods?"

"There’s no time. The Blood God has been erased, and the Sorcerer Supreme has fallen. We must find God as soon as possible, or this world will be consumed by darkness."

Gabriel said, "Michael, Earth has only several billion people, while the universe has trillions of lives."

Michael sighed. "Then it can only be this way."

"Very good."

Gabriel nodded, raised the spear in her hand, and shouted, "Angels, cleanse this sinful world and restore it to purity."

"Destroy the world."

Bathed in holy light, the angels flew out of the Angel Gate in a vast procession. Hearing Gabriel’s declaration echo throughout the city, the humans outside underwent a drastic change in expression. The angels had not come to save the world—they had come to destroy it!

"Damn angels."

The humans who had knelt before all rose to their feet, smashed the ornaments in their hands onto the ground, and cursed the angels furiously. Gabriel’s face remained icy. These humans truly deserved to die.

Steve hurriedly led a group of Super Heroes over to stop the angels, but to be honest, he had no confidence at all.

Just then, accompanied by a clear, sacred Dragon Roar that shook heaven and earth, a Dragon God soared from beneath New York and transformed into a noble Dragon God Gate.

Seeing the Dragon God, many New Yorkers cheered loudly, "The Dragon God has descended! I knew the Dragon God was the reliable one!"

Then, the Dragon God Gate opened. Annie and the other nine Avenging Angels flew out in orderly formation with the Angel Legion and the dragon army they had subdued during this time, shouting, "By My Lord’s command, protect Earth!"

"Protect Earth!"

All the angels and dragons shouted in unison. Holy light and overwhelming pressure merged together, shaking heaven and earth.

The humans were stunned. An angel civil war? Also, why did the Dragon God have angels under his command? Gabriel shouted at Annie, "Annie, the Blood God is dead. He is absolutely not God. Haven’t you awakened yet?"

Annie sneered disdainfully. "How could My Lord die so easily?"

"What? The Blood God isn’t dead?"

Annie’s words caused Gabriel’s expression to shift slightly. The Blood God might have had terrible character, but his strength was truly formidable.

In contrast, Tony and the others were overjoyed. As Tony stabbed a Vibranium short blade into a spider’s head, he loudly asked, "Miss Annie, is the Blood God really alive?"

"Tony, you’re not wearing clothes beneath the Iron Man Armor. Aren’t you afraid of chafing?"

Accompanied by that familiar voice, the Dragon Soul Clone walked through the air from the Dragon God Gate and smiled at Tony.

"Blood God!"

The battlefield first fell silent, then everyone erupted in cheers. Anyone with even a little power knew how important the Blood God was to this world.

With the Blood God present, they had someone to rely on.

Tony laughed loudly. "I knew you weren’t dead. How could a menace like you die so easily? Though now that you mention it, I do seem to be a little chafed. But it’s fine, I can heal myself."

"Master."

Mindy, Skye, and the other disciples wept with joy. Wonderful, their Master was not dead. Lina felt that even the chicken drumstick in her hand had become tastier.

Little Hela was overjoyed, and the killing intent around her rapidly faded. Yet the Death Qi around her continued to gather, growing more numerous and faster.

Within the mysterious space, the sleeping Hela’s eyelashes fluttered. She could awaken at any time.

Wanda nearly burst into tears. Then she thought of something and hurriedly threw away the monster’s head in her hand. That was far too unladylike.

"The Blood God isn’t dead! Wonderful, the Blood God isn’t dead!"

President Ellis, in the rear, was so excited by the news that he nearly dropped his cup. He shouted, "Transport the nuclear bombs in. Everyone follows the Blood God’s command!"

"The Blood God?"

Hearing cheers for the Blood God everywhere, the ordinary people outside were stunned. Wasn’t the Blood God a movie character? Could he be real? "The Blood God?"

Gabriel was greatly shocked and hurriedly examined Wang Bert closely. After a moment, she sneered. "So it’s only a clone. The Blood God’s true body is dead. How dare a mere clone act so arrogantly?"

"A clone is enough to beat you."

Wang Bert said calmly, "Gabriel, Michael, come at me together. By the way, where are the other two archangels, Raphael and Uriel? Call them out too. Otherwise, I’m afraid you won’t be able to withstand even one palm strike from me."