After evolving from an eagle-man into an angel, I annihilated the gods.

"In vain!"

Merlin on the Sky City shook his head slightly.

Just as the Sky City was about to explode, an immense power surged from his body!

He stretched out a hand and gently shook hands with the entire Sky City!

Suddenly.

At the heart of Sky City, the divine kingdom, which had been refined into an energy body, was molded into a stable, luminous mass.

Simultaneously.

As the angelic warriors charged toward him, he raised his staff and struck it into the void as if striking the earth, producing a soft sound.

Rule-based sorcery: Spirit and flesh binding!

Hundreds of angels were instantly subdued, their souls and bodies sealed in the void.

A deep sense of powerlessness rose in the hearts of the angels, but they were powerless to do anything about it.

Merlin smiled with satisfaction as he looked at Sky City and the angels, which were now practically his for the taking.

"You're lucky to have met me. I won't kill you, but your city and your memories will henceforth belong to the wizarding civilization!"

At this time.

The pale-faced wizard Arland, holding the Sky Scepter, approached Merlin and offered his approval.

"You did a very good job, Merlin."

Then, he looked at the group of angels bound in the void, examined them carefully, and laughed.

"This is truly a terrifyingly powerful race. Their physical bodies and souls are both above average. Wizards at the same level as them are probably no match for them."

"But it is also valuable. After searching their memories, let's hand them over to the life-type bloodline wizards for research."

Merlin frowned upon hearing this.

"Teacher, wouldn't it be too cruel to hand them over to those bloodline wizards?"

Arland, upon hearing this, rebuked him.

"Merlin, you're too kind-hearted. These are enemies, or more accurately, invaders."

Then, he patted Merlin on the shoulder and said.

"If we could have such a legion in the future, it would be much easier to conquer the star realm, and we could lose far fewer people."

Merlin nodded helplessly.

"You are right, teacher."

"Well, I'm glad you understand."

"Furthermore, I discovered that these guys have set up a large number of spacetime beacons in this spacetime. You'd better go through the trouble of erasing all the spacetime beacons inside and outside the Nolan world!"

Arland gave the order.

Are the teachers worried that they will come knocking on their door?

Merlin asked, puzzled.

"of course not."

Arland explained.

"Erasing these time and space beacons will make the other side think we are afraid, and only then will they dare to attack us. This is called showing weakness to the enemy."

"Besides, do you think they don't have ways to find us?"

"Also, didn't they have a lot of people who escaped? If we arrest some and release some, people will naturally come knocking on our door."

Arland smiled, and with a flick of his wrist, he snatched the purple-gold longsword from Raphael's body.

"Of course, I also need time to recover from my injuries and study the attack method of that sword strike."

"The teacher is wise!"

……

The Flanders World.

Paradise Mountain.

On the Platinum Throne.

Jiang You, who was closing his eyes and immersing himself in the path of cultivating to become a Sky Lord, suddenly opened his pair of purple eyes that shone like stars.

He rose from his throne, walked to the first Heavenly Mountain, looked up at the boundless astral sky, and whispered.

"The sword strike I left on the purple-gold longsword has been triggered."

After a moment of silence, he gave instructions to the angelic guards attending him.

"Notify Kanil and the gods of Paradise Mountain to cancel the spacetime beacon connections to the small worlds along the way and contact the spacetime beacon where the expeditionary force is located as soon as possible."

"Our people may be in danger!"

.......

Nolan's Big World.

Nolan Continent.

The Kingdom of Bessat, Tywin County.

Baron Giottello.

In a village near the town of Camelot.

A young farmer is working in his field.

Under the blazing sun, the farmer sweated profusely.

Exhausted from long hours of working, he stopped, walked to the edge of the field, picked up a wooden cup, and took a sip of water.

at this time.

A middle-aged man with a dusty face stood up from a haystack by the field.