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

An invisible and colorless sacred breeze blows across the sky, across the earth, across the sea, across the forest, across the dark caves, across the deserts and grasslands.

Looking down from the sky onto the earth, one sees countless humanoid creatures with bizarre faces, countless foul-smelling creatures, and countless creatures lying prostrate in dilapidated cities, desolate roads, and black, greasy oceans.

All things strange, evil, dark, foul, and grotesque ignited in this gentle breeze.

The holy white flames shone throughout the world like countless stars.

Burning fiercely, it will engulf the world!

Countless embers from the fire were carried into the sky by the wind.

This is the Holy Ashes!

For an instant.

Black dust seemed to rise between heaven and earth.

These small, grayish-black particles rise from the earth, ascend from the sky from evil and eerie things, then fall from the sky, and are scattered across the entire world by the breeze.

On the plateau where the dilapidated Astral Train Station is located.

The whole world has turned gray.

Antanis, the Silver Moon Elf flight attendant, stood blankly on the ruined ground, feeling tiny black particles brushing against her face.

She stretched out her palm and caught the ashes falling from the sky. The gray dust turned into a thin layer of ash after landing on her hand, filled with a sacred and burning aura.

She was completely stunned.

What an overwhelming power this is! It has annihilated all evil and monsters!

She never imagined it would turn out this way.

She only saw the silver-haired human youth in front of her reach out and grasp the sky, and a wisp of wind rose from the earth, rippled across the sky, and spread throughout the entire world.

Then, the world changed.

It’s unimaginable!

She raised her head and looked up at the sky.

Above the once dark clouds, the gray sky gradually dispersed.

The faded orange-red sun regained its normal color and began to shine its light on the earth once more.

The evil gods that had been pressing down on them were being enveloped by this gentle breeze, and then began to burn from the outside in, gradually dissipating into ashes.

The enormous, yellowish-brown divine deer had been burned down to just its antlers, which gleamed with a dim light.

The other gods, who were missing limbs, were burned down to just their eyeballs.

Most of the gods were reduced to ashes.

Most of the falling ashes came from their bodies.

These are the embers from their burned bodies.

"I am talking to myself," Antanis, the Silver Moon Elf flight attendant.

"A sacred aura, formidable combat power, purifying the world."

"Holy flames are burning, the power of the Holy Realm!"

"Silver hair usually indicates a holy war angel from the angel race in the Heavenly Kingdom of Paradise Mountain, rather than a faith angel!"

"This is a Throne Archon with at least ten wings!"

"An extraordinary person."

The more she pondered, the brighter Antanis's eyes became.

As a member of the Silvermoon Elf race, a star-planned "noble" who grew up in Fland, she knew far more than the countless beings outside the World Tree star system.

Thanks to this.

She felt a strong sense of security.

One Seraphim from Mount Paradise is enough to handle most situations in the entire astral plane.

After I felt relieved.

She looked around and noticed that even the powerful figures who had been tainted by the strange power were being swept away by the breeze.

A few black particles were blown out of their bodies.

These are the embers of a strange power burned by the Holy Ash Wind.

They were saved.

The feeling of surviving the ordeal brought tears of joy to the eyes of those present.

Upon seeing this, the Silver Moon Elf flight attendant Antanis immediately shouted.

"Gentlemen, it was that great man who saved us!"

Suddenly.

Everyone looked at the silver-haired, heroic young man who stood calmly on the ruins with admiration and gratitude, their minds racing.

"An adult with divine power who has concealed his strength."

"It's definitely not as simple as just being a legend."

"His cultivation level must have been hidden."

"I felt the divine power of Heaven; He must be an angel in hiding!"

"I've heard that above the ten wings, patrolling the astral planes, are Seraphim!"

"Not necessarily. That person's demeanor is like that of a noble monarch. There are also holy monarchs in the astral plane."

In the astral plane, there are often angels who are tasked with patrolling the astral plane.

These angels are generally powerful ten-winged angels born from holy war angels.

Thrones, though insignificant on Mount Paradise, would be powerful beings capable of ascending a throne above countless beings if placed in the astral plane.

Regardless of their status or strength, these Thrones were all important figures in their eyes.

As for the even higher-level Seraphim Throne, they dared not even think about it.

As for meeting God Julian in person, that's even more impossible.

The legends of the stars all know that the great God is preoccupied with sitting on His supreme platinum throne and has never descended to earth.

now.

The eerie evil god was burned to ashes, and everyone is now safe.

The powerful figures, including the Silver Moon Elf flight attendant Antanis Ting, finished their contemplation but had not yet had a chance to express their gratitude.

The handsome, silver-haired youth did not reveal the ten pure white wings they had imagined. Instead, he nodded to the blonde woman beside him and then calmly ascended into the sky.

"The source of the strange power is still in the sky. I'll go take a look."

"Anna, you stay where you are and protect the train and the creatures on it."

"I understand, you can go without worry."

The stunningly beautiful blonde woman smiled and nodded.