"How can you, Angel Bellaire, awaken at this time? Aren’t you in a deep sleep during your advancement to the God-Desire Angel?" Archangel Andre's face changed drastically upon seeing the arrival of the elegant beauty in a night robe.

"No wonder Lethal Huade was so generous, gifting me three hundred years of human faith power to aid my advancement to God-Desire Angel!" Bellaire huffed upon hearing this: "So, while I was asleep, you secretly plotted to kill my God-Desire Knights. You really are audacious! Little Rody, don’t be afraid, with me here, they won’t hurt a hair on your head!"

"Stay away from me, I've never had a day of good luck since I met you," Rody replied, ungratefully.

"It's not as bad as you say, I'm not the Goddess of Bad Luck!" Bellaire smiled sweetly, "You seem much stronger than before, what happened? Not only is the magic-martial prohibition gone, but I also can’t see your true strength anymore. Who helped you unlock the Star of Potential?"

"Now I don’t have time for you, go away!" Rody replied to Archangel Andre and the four demon kings with a faint smile, "Finally, I want to tell you, never ever underestimate humanity. Whether it's human wisdom, potential, unity, courage, belief, or spirit of sacrifice, they are all beyond your races' imagination. When you think you are high above, that is the moment you are surpassed by humanity. Before your defeat and death, let me show you what real war is, how it is an art!"

Rody shot furiously into the sky, and the divine chains that had bound his arms suddenly transformed into a pair of flawless starlight gloves.

With the chains gone, his boundless might oppressed heaven and earth.

The Chains of the Gods, which once shackled the Starry Sky Goddess, now appeared on Rody's legs, turning into knee-high ‘Boots of Suffering,’ shining bright like stars. The ‘Star of Faith’ and ‘Galaxy Star,’ once no longer hidden, burst forth a thousandfold, but were controlled by Rody's spirit, condensed into a starry halberd colder and brighter than the crescent moon halberd.

Emerald, translucent life vines extended automatically, turning into a ‘Tiger of Immortality.’

Like the life vines, Rody's two mantises were not making their first public appearance. People had seen them when Rody led the elite squad in guerrilla warfare against the orcs and demons in the Evil Forest. But today, they were no longer the small creatures of the past, having evolved into giant Scythe Demon-Eye Mantises after devouring countless demon generals and dark crystals.

Unlike Nicholas, Maigu, Eka, and other slaves of darkness, they, along with the life vines, had more potential and an easier-to-evolve physique.

Though devoid of autonomous consciousness, through constant absorption of powerful energies, they had advanced Rody's cultivation, surpassing the demon marshals and pressing close to the realm of demon kings.

"Soldiers, history will remember this day," Rody's voice thundered, "Today, the human and allied forces of all races will annihilate the angel-demon coalition at the base of Saint Song City! All soldiers capable of wielding weapons, heed my command and slay the enemies invading our human world. All warriors who are injured and unable to fight, please stand up, come to the city walls, and witness this historic moment!"

"Kill..." The human soldiers, upon hearing this, boiled with enthusiasm, raising their weapons and roaring to the sky.

"Boom, boom, boom!" In the distant horizon, a black line appeared, rapidly expanding and thundering towards them, the massive vibrations shaking the ground.

The soldiers of the angels, demons, monsters, centaurs, human rebels, and other races stopped their charge in panic.

Behind them, hundreds of thousands of orcs, like a black death tide, were rolling over.

On the other side was the human army's flag.

Similarly, hundreds of thousands of human reinforcements, alongside the orc army, thundered across the ground with their horses, shaking the earth. The knights on horseback raised their lances like a forest and charged forward with shouts. In the sky, a dense, dark cloud rose, spreading across half the sky in an instant. The orc's dragon and giant bat legions on the left, and the human's griffin and deer eagle legions on the right, swept in like a storm.

Above the heads of the cavalry of the Camalon and Norn Empires was the Mage Corps of the Mile Empire.

Several orc marshals and Shaman Kings, leading ten thousand elite orcs, turned into a ferocious axe, cutting viciously into the rear of the monster army. At the same time, the human cavalry formed a sharp sword, piercing through the heart of the centaur army...

"Damn it, this can't be happening!" The Pit Demon King bellowed in frustration.

"What do we do now? You said the orc and human reinforcements were hundreds of kilometers away. What's going on?" the Red Flame Demon King roared in anger.

"Calm down, someone must have betrayed us! We are not weaker in numbers or strength than the human allied forces. If we hold on, we can win! Soldiers, humans are not to be feared, and orcs are fools. Our vanguard will flatten Tucheng, and the rear will tear the enemy apart! Once the human cavalry lose their charge, they are nothing but cumbersome iron armors. If we withstand the first wave, we can win the whole battle! Soldiers, the gates of hell have opened, and the gates of heaven are also opening. We have endless reinforcements. As long as we reignite our fighting spirit..."

"Well said, I agree with your sentiment, but your life ends here," Rody replied with a faint smile, casually throwing out a long chain of spirit, wrapping it around the arm of Archangel Andre.

"Impossible, how can your will bind me?" Andre cried out in horror.

"Little Rody's current strength, even I can't see through. Now, he has a will close to that of divine power. His progress is too fast. What happened during the time I was asleep?" Bellaire was the most surprised, knowing Rody's strength best. The old Rody could be bullied by a two-winged force angel, but now, he was ready to slay a golden six-winged archangel.

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"In my name... the souls I slay shall never transcend, forever imprisoned under my will." Rody's body radiated a seven-colored rainbow light, entwining around his starry halberd.

"No, no!" Archangel Andre roared like a wounded beast, his fighting spirit bursting to the limit.

"Run!" Seeing the situation turning dire, the four demon kings prepared to flee.

But in the moment they tried to fly away, they found that a chain of spirit had somehow entwined around their waists. The discovery terrified them. Regardless of whether they had underestimated Rody's strength before, with so many strong allies and reinforcements now on the opponent's side and their own morale plummeting, being surrounded would be disastrous.

The four demon kings turned back fiercely, ready to attack Rody together, only to find Rody's spirit had split into four, each wielding a crescent moon halberd formed of fighting spirit, striking first.

For the first time, they realized Rody's strength was so formidable. The power he had shown in previous battles was just the tip of the iceberg.

Just the spirit avatars alone were enough to forcefully repel the four demon kings, knocking them down into the battlefield, deep into the ground.

"Long live Rody, long live..." People in the rear, moved to tears, couldn't help but shout out loud. No one knew how Rody had transported half a million orcs and nearly a million human reinforcements from hundreds of kilometers away to the battlefield, nor did anyone question how he managed to bring them without the angel-demon scouts noticing. Everyone was too caught up in their emotions to care, just shouting out loud for what they felt in their hearts.

"Sacrifice, I dare say, Rody used the corpses of the angel-demon coalition sacrificed during the defense battle of Tucheng to form a grand sacrificial array, opening the gate of time and space to summon reinforcements!" Inside the palace of Great Frey, Emperor Adrugeser applauded and praised, "Such a formidable magical boy, his scheming is everywhere!"

"Such an enemy is truly terrifying!" The beautiful queen said with a serious expression, "Although we have been vigilant, we still underestimated him."

"No worries, he has no time to pay attention to us right now!" Emperor Adrugeser said with a smile.

"I think we should immediately send troops to Gale, otherwise, if we delay any longer, we won't even get a sip of soup!" the beautiful queen said thoughtfully, frowning slightly.

"My dear queen, it won’t be easy for Rody to swallow the angel-demon coalition. He definitely can't do it in one bite. To avoid choking, he will surely force the angels and demons to retreat to Saint Song and then command the large army to attack and force them to retreat towards Gale. My dear, we shouldn't act too early, otherwise, it might alert this sensitive magical boy. Let's wait a bit longer! My queen, let's calmly watch Rody's performance in the art of war. It's indeed a delightful show!" Emperor Adrugeser, embracing the queen, who was the Queen of Fear Demons, sat on the throne, quietly observing the battle.

At this moment, Archangel Andre was in utter disarray, his golden wings being repeatedly slashed by Rody's starry halberd, scattering feathers everywhere.

He understood that Rody had the ability to kill him, but Rody deliberately didn't do so.

Because this magical boy wanted to defeat him repeatedly in front of the angel-demon forces, causing their morale to plummet while boosting the morale and fighting spirit of the human allied forces. With such a shift, it was difficult for the angel-demon coalition to turn the tide of the battle.

On the other hand, the four demon kings could barely protect themselves, let alone rescue him.

King Lionheart was a saintly-tier fighter. Single-handedly, he could suppress one demon king, making it hard for the demon king to breathe. Except for the Four Emperors of Demon Hell, it would take at least three demon kings working together to defeat a saintly-tier orc fighter. However, the four demon kings could not fight side by side. Aside from the Pit Demon King fighting King Lionheart, the Red Flame Demon King was evenly matched with Queen Victoria.

Although the Snow Queen was not of saintly tier, Queen Victoria's unique abilities were enough to fight a demon king for hours without falling behind.

Ye Yue and Gabo also teamed up to fight a demon king. With one attacking and the other defending, their combined power was no less than that of Queen Victoria. The Nightmare Demon King was in agony under the pure magic of High Priestess Ye Yue. Fortunately, the human world, unlike the land of the Seven Tribes, did not easily transmit divine power; otherwise, the Nightmare Demon King's situation would have been a hundred times worse.

Most importantly, Ye Yue, the Elven High Priestess, was not adept at combat. If she had Gabo's combat skills, the Nightmare Demon King would have had an even tougher time.

The Black Hell Demon King faced Kris and Martina, King Lionheart's daughter. Martina was originally a human Great Sword Emperor-level fighter. Under Rody's guidance, her strength improved rapidly. Kris, having spent the most time beside Rody, learned the most combat techniques. Usually, she kept her strength hidden, restraining herself to coordinate with Rody. In fact, diligent and perceptive, her strength was always above the other women.

Although she didn't unleash her full power, just assisting Martina was enough to give the Black Hell Demon King a severe headache."

"Foolish birdmen, let me show you our true strength!" Tommy and the other members of the elite squad laughed heartily. Their strength, honed under Rody's guidance, was far beyond what it seemed on the surface.

"Kill! Our slaughter fest begins!" Red-haired Sael and Ice Demon Gao, leading their respective guards, charged straight out from Tucheng.

"The moment of honor has arrived..." Dragon Knight Nutidora, Silver Fang Jelstoni, and other young human warriors also shouted loudly, leading the cavalry with raised weapons, erupting with maximum fighting spirit, and piercing into the enemy ranks like arrows. Many exhausted soldiers in Rody City, inspired by this, seemed to forget their fatigue, stood up excitedly, grabbed their weapons, and joined the main force to storm the chaotic enemy lines.

"Don't steal my prey, who's this? Don't block my way, damn Minotaur, you're blocking my sight, get out of the way!" roared the Dwarf King, shamelessly charging into the midst of the soldiers and wreaking havoc.

"Boom..." Archangel Andre was once again struck down from the sky by Rody's starry halberd.

Seeing the situation as hopeless, another Archangel, Fedanab, abandoned his fight with the Pope.

He flew to the top of the winged and demon tribes, wildly swinging his holy sword, emitting thousands of sword light beams, and shouted, "All forces form a windmill formation, slowly retreat to Saint Song, and defend the city, awaiting reinforcements. We can annihilate the human allied forces."

"Fedanab, you, no." Andre knew Rody was hoping for Fedanab to do this, and in great pain, wanted to shout a warning, but the beautiful instructor, who had been gathering magical power for a long time, smashed a star ice crystal pillar right onto him. As Andre shattered the ice, Rody, riding a silver dragon, plunged down from the sky, tearing through the air.

Desperately, Andre watched as the angel and demon armies, under Fedanab's command, step by step walked into Rody's plan.

The Pope chanted one tornado storm after another, further escalating the critical situation on the battlefield.

The winged and demon tribes, being the fastest, rushed towards Saint Song first. Their departure caused the entire formation to collapse even more, with the weakest human rebels and centaur army suffering heavy casualties under the pincer attack of the human allied forces. The monster army was in chaos, fleeing everywhere. With low intelligence, they did not heed Fedanab's orders and scattered, hoping to escape in the melee.

But this played right into the hands of the Seven Tribes' warriors.

Dwarves, riding magical flying wheels with Elven archers, relentlessly pursued and attacked, and the blood-winged birdmen followed suit.

Even more terrifying to the monsters were the Snow Women and Wind Spirits. Under their blizzard magic, all the monsters' running slowed to a crawl, making them easy targets for the relentless archers.

"It's over." Archangel Andre groaned in pain, riddled with bloody wounds, severely injured and near death.

Rody's halberd tip could have easily pierced Andre's throat, but he deliberately refrained from doing so. His goal was to crush Fedanab's will, making him flee in fear while not getting so terrified as to abandon all his subordinates and escape alone. Rody needed Fedanab to replace Andre in commanding the battle. Although both were golden-winged archangels with similar strengths, Fedanab’s command abilities were nowhere near Andre’s.

A commander can be mediocre in strength, but their leadership abilities must be unparalleled.

Andre desperately wanted to warn Fedanab to flee back to heaven immediately and call for a stronger Seraph to take over the command. However, he had neither the time nor the opportunity to speak. His mouth was filled with blood, and before he could spit it out, Rody and the beautiful instructor struck him again.

Hundreds of thousands of winged, demon, centaur, and human rebel soldiers retreated like a tidal wave towards Saint Song Fortress.

All those who fell behind, all who were caught up by the human allied forces, regardless of their strength, were slain on the spot, with the human allied forces taking no prisoners.

Fear spread among the disintegrating army, with countless angel-demon coalition soldiers trampled to death in the chaos. Many small regiments, when caught and surrounded by the human allied forces, could have resisted for a long time had they united. Desperate fights can inflict heavy casualties on the enemy. However, when the human allied forces opened a path of escape, everyone scrambled to flee first, allowing the human allied forces to easily follow and slay them, leaving none alive.

"I won’t kill you, because you will be my guide to heaven!" Rody said with a faint smile, causing Archangel Andre to weep in agony.

"Let me die, let me die like a commander, please..." Andre tried to commit suicide with his sword, only for Rody to knock it away with his halberd. Andre collapsed to his knees, pleading in despair.

"Do you know what divine thought is? It is to control everything under heaven and earth in my name! Including life and death!" Rody stood in front of Andre and spoke softly.