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

"Three thousand years is a long time. It is enough for an ordinary human to reproduce for a hundred generations, five times the lifespan of a dwarf, the rise and fall of a dynasty, the history of an ordinary civilization, and the life of an ordinary elf."

The old professor had a full head of white hair, but his ears were pointed.

Clearly, he was just an ordinary elf.

Under the podium.

A row of energetic children sat there, filling the room to capacity with seventy or eighty people.

Among them are humans, elves, dwarves, gnomes, giants, fairies, and many more, mixed-race individuals.

Most of them are descendants of the warriors who fought on the galactic battlefield.

On the podium.

The old elven professor slowly recounted the history of the Galactic War.

He was an old elf who was nearly three thousand years old and a history professor at the Faran War School. He had extensive knowledge of the history of wars, colonization, and astral history in the galaxy.

"But three thousand years is just one phase of an ongoing war."

"And this is an ongoing war in which our fathers, brothers and sisters are participating."

We generally refer to it as the "Galactic Sacred Defense War."

"Children, today I will tell you about the beginning of this great war to defend the sacred galaxy!"

Three thousand years ago.

"The infamous Grey Throne, Lord of the Grey Calamities, Noaronz, who rules over most of the original universe with slaughter and fear, leads Him and His "Grey Legion" in a brazen invasion of the galaxy!"

During the war, the Galactic Alliance's forces collectively referred to the civilizations, armies, and extraordinary beings under the command of Noaronz, the Grey Throne, as the "Grey Legion."

"To defend our homeland, to protect millions of lives, for light, order and justice."

"The great Lord of Judgment, His Majesty Uriel, raised that vast platinum sun in the endless sea of ​​stars, and alone, he blocked the Lord of Ash Calamity and his nine kings!"

The term "King" is a term passed down by historians of the Radiant Universe and the Nirvana Universe, meaning a near-supreme being.

Scholars from various races in the astral realm and the galaxy found it suitable and adopted it directly.

On the podium.

The old elven professor pointed out the window to the bright, white-gold sun in the sky, which was even brighter than the sun itself, and continued.

"The great Lord has stopped the invading king, but the endless army under the Grey Throne also needs to be held back."

"Therefore, in order to protect the Milky Way and the Astral Plane, He issued a divine decree, opened the gates of billions of time and space, and summoned angels, gods, major supernatural organizations, the legions of the major star regions of the Astral Plane, the armies of the Radiant Universe and the Nirvana Universe, as well as the legions of the major star regions native to the Milky Way, to stand up together, protect the Milky Way, and fight the invaders to the death!"

"This is the beginning of this great war!"

At this point, the old professor of the Elf History Department looked very proud.

"Fortunately, I also participated in the beginning of this great war."

Upon hearing this, the students below widened their eyes in astonishment.

"Teacher, you were actually one of the first warriors to step onto the front lines of the Galactic Holy War!"

"That's amazing, teacher! I never imagined you were so brave, even at your age!"

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How did you participate?

The old professor was pleased with the children's admiration, and he chuckled.

"Back then, I was an elven ship pilot in the capital city of Planet Afana, belonging to the planet's guard. At that time, the planet's governor, Lord Faolai, discovered the enemy's attack immediately and summoned the entire planet's forces to resist it in advance."

"And I naturally answered his call, boarded the starship, went into space, and joined the battle on the edge of the galaxy."

"But back then, I was just an ordinary soldier."

"But I still witnessed the magnificent scene of the holy army under the throne crossing the gate of time and space to come to the other side of the starry sea to participate in this holy war!"

"I still witnessed the great Lord standing tall above the sea of ​​stars, his majestic figure wielding his sword to command the universe!"

"I am a witness to this war, a devout warrior of the Lord, and a recorder of this history."

"After decades of fighting, one of my legs was blown off, and I was forced to leave the battlefield."

At this point, the old elf professor lifted his trouser leg, revealing a section of his silver leg.

His face showed no sadness, but rather great pride.

This short leg is his medal.

To be honest, without that severed leg, he might not have been able to become a history professor at the Faran War School, the best school on Afana, whose principal was a prominent figure from the Platinum Elf race of Ferrand.

Before the war began, he was just a commoner elven from Afana.

"Alright, I won't go into any more details."

The old professor smiled.

"That's how this battle began."

"Next, let's talk about some of the most famous victories of our galactic glorious faction in this war that has lasted for three thousand years."

"These victories have thoroughly solidified our defenses on the edge of the galaxy, allowing us to maintain a steady pace and even have spare capacity against enemies that outnumber us by dozens of times."

"The first battle was the famous Battle of the Sofaloran Galaxy."

The old professor quickly wrote the characters "Sofalonia" on the blackboard.

"The Battle of Sofaloran was the first victory for the Galactic Alliance, spearheaded by Lord Michael of the Seraphim Throne on Mount Paradise!"

"Next, I will tell you in detail about the details of this great battle."

"Angel Empire Calendar 50".

"In this year, the Three-Eyed Clan civilization under the Gray Throne led 10,000 'Extinction-class' divine ships to break through three galactic garrison defenses in succession and launch a surprise attack on the star system 'Sophaloran,' which was guarded by the goddess of the earth from the Ferrandian lineage."

"The Sofaloran Galaxy is an extremely important gateway at the edge of the Milky Way."

"There is a spacetime wormhole that leads directly to the heart of the Milky Way and the Blue Star Region."

"It is also one of the most important material storage areas on the edge of the Milky Way."

"In this battle, Garia, the Earth Goddess of Ferrand, was seriously wounded but managed to escape. Her Earth Legion was also almost completely wiped out."

"The spacetime wormhole in Sofaloran is controlled by the Three-Eyed Civilization, and large numbers of the Gray Legion are pouring into it."

"They want to use this as a breakthrough point to lead a large army to Blue Star in the heart of the Milky Way, and then enter the World Tree Starfield from Blue Star—the world of Ferrand, to launch a surprise attack on the Lord's Paradise Mountain and capture the great Queen Anastasia who sits atop Paradise Mountain!"

The old professor's tone began to turn angry.

"This is a despicable and shameless act. If the Queen is captured or killed, it will not only affect the entire situation of the Galactic Holy Guardian War, but also our Lord who is still fighting fiercely with Noaronz of the Grey Throne in the Star Sea!"

"At this critical moment, the radiant Lord Michael of the Seraphim Throne stepped forward and turned the tide!"

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