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Sanctuary of Angels.

The sunlight here is still bright and shining, unlike the Demon Realm where it is dim all year round.

Since the creation of heaven and earth, the devil's realm has been located on the ground and heaven has been located in the sky.

Heaven is bright from beginning to end.

The Demon Realm is just the opposite, always dark, and only illuminated by the blood moon created by Osiris' power, giving the Demon Realm some light.

This world is a rare place without stars.

When heaven and earth were split, all things were born, except for the sun, moon and stars hanging high in the sky.

As a result, Osiris no longer possesses the inexhaustible power of the stars. In this life, he has relied solely on his own demonic body to practice.

His strength is unquestionable, and the only person worthy of being his opponent is Raphael.

It’s a pity that Raphael has a gentle temperament and has never liked to fight with him. Every time they fight, he is usually the first to admit defeat, which makes him very bored.

As time went by, the warlike Osiris no longer liked to compete with Raphael.

Instead of spending his time fighting with Raphael, he might as well keep an eye on his subordinates and train them well, and by the way, pin those unruly demons to the ground and rub them, so that they don't have to think about climbing into his bed every day.

The demons grew into strong warriors with thick skin and strong muscles under Osiris' training, but the angels became content with the status quo under Raphael's over-protection and never thought about the day when disaster would come.

By now, the world is about to face the catastrophe of advancement.

But the angels were not mentally prepared at all, and even Raphael was very conflicted.

Osiris tangled the red hair around his ears and looked nonchalantly at the angels outside the Holy Land of Angels, with a hint of coldness in his red eyes.

"Raphael, it's time to take back your gentleness."

Raphael blinked in confusion and looked at the beautiful woman in red beside him as if he understood something.

"Osiris, even if I discipline them strictly from now on, it will be too late."

Osiris whispered, "It's not too late."

"There are still a thousand years left, and there is still time for everything." As he spoke, his voice suddenly became cold, like a cold blade about to be unsheathed.

"If they don't change, then let them die. They will die sooner or later anyway!"

"Survival of the fittest is the law of nature."

The little dragon lying on the beauty's shoulder stared at Osiris's face without blinking, with an infatuated look, as if he was bewildered.

Yeah, what the master said is right!

Raphael looked at the most beautiful woman beside him, and his frown slowly relaxed. "That's true. Even though they are my people, the law of the jungle and survival of the fittest is indeed an unchanging principle."

"I will gather all the cherubim and try to come up with a quick and effective solution."

"No matter how difficult it is to overcome the catastrophe, I will persevere to the end!"

He raised his head again, his golden hair shining, and the brilliant angelic light illuminated the surroundings.

Osiris smiled as he looked at his friend, the god who had regained his fighting spirit. "That's great. Go ahead and do your work. I'll come back to see you another day."

The red figure disappeared quickly, causing Raphael to laugh involuntarily.

"Osiris is still as impetuous as ever."

His good friend was straightforward and frank, with a violent temper, but he was also extremely beautiful, more charming than the succubus in the Demon Realm.

Raphael watched Osiris leave, then went to his own temple and urgently summoned all the cherubim and the eight seraphim he had created himself.

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Temple of Angels.

Hundreds of cherubim and eight seraphim stared at the white-robed deity on the throne.

The angel god with golden hair and golden eyes looked at the angels in the temple who symbolized wisdom and purity. His eyes, without any sadness or joy, made the angels feel uneasy.

"I summon you to the temple for an important matter."

"Recently, there have been unusual celestial phenomena, so I went to the Holy Land to deduce and learned that a great catastrophe will befall the world in a thousand years."

The cherubim understood the meaning of the words and immediately understood why the God had summoned them.

"Your Majesty, we are willing to do our best."

The eight Seraphim saw this and said hurriedly: "We are also willing to obey your orders!"

The eight Seraphim were all created by God. Their strength is second only to that of the Angel God. They are usually responsible for managing the order of heaven on behalf of God.

Now that the great catastrophe is approaching, we should also lead the way.

Raphael chuckled when he heard this, "If we all work together, we can definitely get through this difficult time."

He looked at the eight Seraphim, their long golden hair falling to their waists like a waterfall.

"The overall strength of the angel race is weak, and there are only a few strong people besides us. We need a thousand years to make the best arrangements."

Among the angels in heaven, only eight Seraphim were given life by him, and the rest of the angels were created by the eight Seraphim.

Angels will not intermarry, let alone intermarry with the demons on the ground, so there are no little angels born naturally from their parents in the angel tribe.

Only the demons would marry among themselves and they longed for their own bloodline inheritance.

Therefore, the eight Seraphim carefully created by God are very powerful, and the other angels are far inferior to them in terms of qualifications and cultivation.

Each Seraph is created by the gods with all their efforts. They not only possess stunning appearance and pure soul, but also are favored by the gods.

And now they also have to shoulder the responsibility.

The eight Seraphim nodded heavily and looked at their creator seriously.

"Yes, but according to the command of the God, we will protect all the tribesmen."

Raphael smiled softly, "You guys are thoughtful."

"The cultivation issues within the clan will require your special attention."

After he finished speaking, he looked towards the Cherubim again, his peaceful golden eyes sparkling with beautiful light.

"And you need to make various plans for the internal problems of the angel tribe, and make sure that the tribe members can safely survive the heavenly calamity a thousand years from now."

The Cherubim nodded one after another, "We understand."

They will definitely rack their brains to come up with a foolproof plan to protect their own people and ensure that the angels can successfully survive the future catastrophe.

Raphael left the Cherubim to discuss the follow-up matters, but at this time he did not expect that the demons on the ground were experiencing the heavenly calamity in advance.

No one understood Osiris's irritability at the moment.

He had dressed up beautifully and was heading to heaven, intending to visit the Garden of Eden with his friend. However, his friend was worried about the heavenly tribulation that would occur a thousand years later.

After he comforted the other party, he turned around and went home, but he was unlucky enough to encounter fire rolling down from the sky.

The demon tribulation that was supposed to come at the same time as the angel tribulation has now arrived a thousand years earlier.

And this promotion tribulation is even more severe.

Osiris quickly returned to the Demon Realm and ordered all demons to open the protective magic circle.

"Heavenly fire is coming, everyone protect!"

The red-dressed beauty standing between heaven and earth stared at the rapidly falling fireball with burning eyes, and the little dragon lying on his shoulder sprayed water balls to fight back.

"Puff! Puff! Puff!" The water-blue dragon suddenly grew larger and swam beside the beauty, ferociously resisting the flames falling from the sky.

You stinky fireball, don’t burn my master!

Osiris destroyed the fireball in front of him with a wave of his hand. His eyes, like bloodstone, were extremely strange, like a noble and inviolable god.

"As long as I am here, the demons will never be destroyed!"