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

The year is 3806 in the Elven Dynasty calendar.

The army of the Kingdom of Hatoladi once again besieged the city of Newpolik.

A large army gathered, and dark clouds loomed over the city.

Countless professionals were present in the army.

Orders of knights, orders of mages, orders of sorcerers, legions of warriors, and legions of giants surrounded the New Polek Royal City on three sides, their imposing presence overwhelming.

However, the most shocking sight was the Nightmare Knights, which burned in mid-air like a black sea of ​​fire!

Countless Hasoladi soldiers stood in formation, their military bearing impeccable.

They are the most elite soldiers of the human race today, and the foundation upon which the Northern Kingdom has built its empire.

On the walls of New Pollock.

The soldiers and professionals of the Kingdom of Reinhard gripped their weapons tightly.

The magic crystal cannon had been prepared long ago.

They gazed at the vast enemy army below the city walls, with the golden lion banners fluttering in the wind behind them!

But they were very uneasy, some time ago.

The annihilation of the kingdom's most elite knightly order, the Royal Knights, caused a major drop in morale among all the soldiers defending the city!

The most elite legions have been wiped out, and everyone knows that the kingdom is truly in dire straits!

at this time.

Suddenly, a deafening cheer erupted from the army outside the city.

Within the central army, a vast sea of ​​soldiers slowly parted to make way.

A king wearing a crown and royal robes rode a towering ice elephant out from the army.

His face was dignified, and his eyes were a dark gold color.

Legend has it that King Mikto I of Hasoladi possessed divine lineage, which is why he had dark golden eyes and a godlike majesty.

Mikto Hasoladi rode his giant elephant slowly to the front of the army. He stood up on the elephant's back and shouted loudly to the Reinhard Kingdom's garrison at Newpolik.

"Helet Reinhardt, surrender! The Kingdom of Reinhardt is already in its twilight years. Only my Kingdom of Hasoladi can be the hope of the human kingdoms!"

"Surrender now, and I will grant you the title of Grand Duke of the Reinhard family!"

Helle Reinhardt stood atop the high city wall, his face resolute as he looked down at the Hassoradie army and their king, Mikto Hassoradie. A determined look appeared in his pale purple eyes as he spoke loudly.

“Miktor Hassoradil, I will not surrender! The word 'surrender' does not exist in the blood of Judgment. Since you desire the territory of the Kingdom of Reinhard, then break through this city and trample over my dead body!”

With his flowing silver hair, Helle Reinhardt vowed to live and die with the royal city!

"Stubborn and incorrigible!"

Mikto Hasoladi snorted and waved his hand!

Suddenly, the Nightmare Knights roared loudly in the sky. The Nightmare Knights' leader at the forefront pulled down his black helmet, and black energy immediately billowed out as he led the charge!

"Nightmare Knight! Follow me and crush everything!"

As if the sky had been torn apart, thick black fog accompanied the thunderous sound of horses' hooves.

With overwhelming force, thousands of troops surged forward, sending massive waves of energy through the clouds and clearing away all light, rushing towards the city walls.

The countless soldiers and professionals of the Kingdom of Reinhard on the city wall immediately felt the overwhelming pressure and their faces turned pale instantly.

"The Nightmare Knights, life-reapers from the underworld, bloodthirsty killing machines!"

"This is terrifying! Without the Golden Lion Knights, who can withstand such an offensive?!"

King Heleit Reinhardt also gripped his sword tightly.

"Ancestors' blessing!"

Just when everyone felt despair.

Suddenly, a series of sacred and resounding battle horns rang out from the sky behind them!

The black mist stirred up by the Nightmare Knights in the sky was instantly dispelled by beams of holy light!

A legion of winged beings, seemingly composed of light, descended upon the skies above New Pollack!

They flapped their wings and soared through the sky, raising their flaming longswords to block the Nightmare Knights' charge!

The winged leader, wearing a platinum holy helmet and platinum armor, held a gun in his left hand and a sword in his right. He charged ahead of all the other winged people and single-handedly stopped the Nightmare Knight Commander's charge at the very front!

That was a demigod nightmare and a demigod knight!

Nightmare Knight is never a single person, but rather one plus one!

However, even with his nightmares, the Nightmare Knight Commander was no match for the leading winged man. He had to take a step back, stare at the winged man's face, and roar.

"Angel Michael! Why aren't you in the Winged People's Kingdom serving as your vice-ruler? What are you doing here causing trouble!"

When the leader of the winged legion realized that the other party had recognized him, he pulled up his armor, revealing a heroic face, and said calmly.

"The Kingdom of Reinhardt is also a citizen of the Platinum Moon. As the eldest son of our lord, it is not unreasonable for the Winged Man to help his own brothers!"

"You have no chance of winning."

"That's what the leader of the Nightmare Knights said."

"We have to try."

Michael said earnestly.

"Then let's give it a try, I'm not fighting alone!"

The Nightmare Knights laughed loudly and called out to the earth.

"Peters, come help me!"

Immediately afterward, a human swordsman from the army of the Kingdom of Hatoladi stepped into the sky and came to his side, exuding the aura of a demigod.

"The Sword of Dawn and Dusk?"

Michael asked the question first.

“It is I, King Michael.”

The human swordsman nodded.

"I remember you're not from the Northern Kingdom of Hatoladi, are you? Why are you helping them start a war?"

Michael asked in confusion.

“I have seen many human kingdoms, but only Hasoladi has the potential to unify humanity and conquer the world, so I fight for it! We have been lonely for too long, and it is time for humanity to fight for the master of the world.”

Peterx said seriously.

"You're wrong, Peters. The masters of the world are never mortals!"

Michael gave a cold laugh.

"As long as the gods don't interfere with the mortal realm, then it's acceptable."

Peters insisted.

"Heh, even if you still think that way, then let your sword convince me."

"excuse me!"

Michael led the winged legion to block the attacks of the Nightmare Knights and the Sword of Dawn and Dusk in the sky, resulting in a stalemate.

on earth.

Upon seeing this, King Mikto I of Hasoladi ordered an attack on the city.

Suddenly.

The army filed out and attacked the sturdy walls of Reinhard's capital.

The fierce siege began almost instantly, with a large number of soldiers dying and the land below the city walls becoming a living hell!

The siege in the extraordinary world continues day and night.

But seven days and seven nights passed.

Although the capital city of Newpolik was teetering on the brink of collapse, it could not be captured.

Late at night.

Mikto I finally halted his seven-day, seven-night offensive and temporarily retreated to his camp.

He ignored the cheers of the Reinhard Kingdom warriors on the city walls and returned to his royal tent.

Inside the royal tent, a hunched-over gray-robed sorcerer was already sitting in a chair, waiting.

Upon seeing Mikto I return, the grey-robed mage chuckled.

"Your Majesty, do we need to take action this time?"

Mikto I returned to his throne and sat down in silence.

The gray-robed mage stood up, leaning on his bone staff, and walked closer to him, chuckling.

"Mikto, what are you struggling with?"

"Yadach, I still can't accept it. Driving the dead into battle, desecrating the fallen warriors, is too depraved."

Mictó I sighed.

“But you can’t take Newpolik City now! You need to use every means possible, and don’t forget Lord Soradis’s plan.”

"This is why Lord Soradis sent us here!"

"Your mercy is utterly ridiculous!"

The gray-robed mage smiled dismissively.

After a long silence, Mikto I finally spoke.

“Alright, I agree. Adachi, you have to promise me you'll take this city!”

"I assure you, Your Majesty! This is the necromancer's first appearance on the continent of Feland, and we will do our utmost!"

Day two.

Before dawn.

A strange white mist appeared out of nowhere and enveloped the entire New Pollock City and its surrounding area for thousands of miles.

When a soldier from the Kingdom of Reinhard, who was sleeping inside the city walls, groggily awoke, he was suddenly struck by the sight of groups of skeletons and corpses rising from the ground within the city walls, emerging from the soil, and stumbling toward the Reinhard soldiers in the pitch-black fog!

The soldier immediately exclaimed in surprise!

"The dead have come back to life!"

"What is that? My fallen comrades are attacking us again!"

Outside the city walls, an endless sea of ​​the dead was approaching New Pollek.

Endless skeletons, knights of death, soaring bone dragons, mages of the dead...

Densely packed, deathly aura permeated the entire sky and earth.

This is historically known as the "First Plague of the Dead!"