Travels to the Holy Light Continent

Late at night, the six of us and one animal were eating barbecue around the fire.

"Brother-in-law! Judging from the current situation, the angels are ready to cheat!" said Athena.

"Yes! Not bad! Fortunately, it's only a six-winged angel who came this time, and he's a magician. If it was a warrior, I'm afraid we would be wiped out!"

"I'm afraid they never thought that they would fail miserably while dealing with a few mortals!" Anna laughed.

"But I'm afraid we won't be so lucky next time! They will most likely send one warrior over, maybe even two!" said Athena.

"No! I asked Phoebe about this, and she said that in order to open the gate to heaven, five or more six-winged archangels are needed. Loki will need at least a few hundred years to recover after his death this time! So next time they will probably only be able to send one person!" I said.

"Should we continue our adventure?" Anna asked.

"Of course we have to continue! And we have to speed up. I will send my clone back to Plato tomorrow. I have thought about it. If we want the fortress of the God of Wind and Thunder to be most effective, it has to be handed over to the Wing Clan!" I said.

“But we can’t leave everything to them. The Winged Tribe today is very different from before! Not only are they smaller in number, but their abilities are also not as strong as before. After all, they have lost their ancestral archery skills for a thousand years!” Anna said.

"Do you mean to allow other alien races to live there as well?"

"Ok!"

"So what suggestions do you have, Anna? You've been in Plato for so long, and you've also led a tribe of aliens for a while."

Anna thought for a moment and said, "First, I think we can let the elves move in. Their magic arrows are not inferior to those of the Winged Tribe. Secondly, the Mist Blade Tribe can also move in. There are many passages inside the Wind and Thunder God that are actually most suitable for sneak attacks. The Mist Blade Tribe is best at assassination, and that place is simply their paradise. Third, the goblins. Although they don't have strong power, they can create many traps. I'm sure they will rack their brains to protect their future home!"

"That sounds like a good idea." I nodded in agreement. "Then what we need to do next is to convince these alien races to move into the Wind and Thunder God Fortress. However, this may not be easy, as they may still have some prejudices against the Winged Clan."

"That depends on your diplomatic skills, brother-in-law." Athena said with a smile, "You are our leader, you must have a way. And I think it is better to share the cake with everyone than to lose it, don't you think?"

I smiled at everyone, my heart full of confidence. "You are smart and hit the nail on the head. Now that the situation is critical, I believe the clan leaders will put aside their prejudices. Don't worry, I will do my best. Tomorrow I will send my clone back to Plato to discuss this matter with the clan leaders. I hope everything goes well..."

As the night deepened, the discussion around the campfire gradually died down, and everyone fell asleep, looking forward to the challenges and adventures ahead.

At this time in heaven.

"Loki! How did you do that? You were killed in the underworld!" Michael said angrily.

Loki, soaking in the reincarnation pond, cried and said, "They are too cunning, and their abilities are all kinds of strange. I was tricked by them! Brothers, you must avenge me!"

"Useless thing! It can't even deal with a few humans, and it forces us to waste mana to open the gate to heaven again!"

The one who was speaking was a female seraph, and she was the only female among the seraph archangels.

"Rachel! It's up to you next time! Don't let us down again. We have several big plans in the future and we don't have much time left!" Michael warned.

"Yes!"