God King Of All Realms: Start By Summoning Angels

However, Doris was only stunned for a moment.

In the next second, she almost teleported and the dagger in her hand stabbed directly towards Reyne.

But Reyne effortlessly swung her hand, sending the dagger and the Elf Chief Doris flying away.

The strength was beyond Doris's expectations.

Soon, a more intense battle erupted.

One was a Nine-Level Late Stage Six-Winged Angel of Strength.

The other was a King Level Late Stage Dark Elf Assassin.

There was a difference of an entire realm between the two.

The battle should have quickly ended with the higher-level individual winning...

But Carol and the other high-ranking elves who were watching from a distance discovered that after just a few rounds, their Chief was already at a disadvantage.

She couldn't use her invisibility skill.

The assassin's skills such as jumping slash, backstab, and instant teleportation were also ineffective.

The Six-Winged Angel wielded her flaming divine sword, using the sword light as a shield. Her defense was impeccable, leaving no chance for their Chief.

Instead, every attack she made was able to push Doris back.

In no time, Doris's face turned red.

Clearly, she was being injured internally!

"But how can a Nine-Level Late Stage have such immense strength?"

"And after just a few moves, she's already suppressing our Chief, who is a King Level Late Stage powerhouse?"

"The combat power of the divine beings is terrifying!"

"No wonder the Skeleton King, Ryan, couldn't hold her back!"

The high-ranking elves discussed with worried expressions.

The Elder Elf, Carol, shifted her gaze away from the intense battlefield and looked up at the Six-Winged Angel, Angelia, who stood tall in the sky, seemingly dominating everything.

A Nine-Level Late Stage Six-Winged Angel is already this powerful.

How astonishing would the combat power of a Six-Winged Angel at the King Level be?

Until now, she hadn't made a move.

What was she waiting for?

...

Not only did the Six-Winged Angel, Angelia, not make a move, but the other angels also didn't attack the Dark Elf tribe.

They received orders to temporarily cease hostilities.

Only Elena, Ayesha, and Anna, who were Four-Winged Grand Angels, flew to the sky above the Dark Elf tribe, wielding their sacred staffs.

"What are those angels trying to do?"

"I don't know! But whatever they're planning, it can't be good. We should find a way to stop them!"

"Stop them? How?"

"Can you fly?"

As soon as these words were spoken, all the high-ranking elves fell silent.

They were Dark Elves, not Elemental Elves, let alone Flower Fairies. Naturally, they couldn't fly until they reached the Transcendent level.

This included the Elder Elf, Carol.

The Dark Elemental Magic she mastered didn't provide her with the ability to fly.

Moreover, even if she could fly, she couldn't just offer herself up to die.

The King Level Six-Winged Angel overlooking the entire tribe would definitely be struck down with a single sword, possibly even losing her life.

"What is Mother doing?"

"Why hasn't she transformed yet?"

Carol was very anxious.

The chaos in the tribe had not yet subsided.

The Chief was being suppressed by a Nine-Level Late Stage Six-Winged Angel.

In the sky, nearly a thousand angels were watching intently.

Although they didn't know why the angels hadn't launched an attack, they could strike at any moment.

At this moment, the tribe had reached its most critical point.

They urgently needed the assistance of the Elf Mother Tree!

Carol hoped that the Elf Mother Tree would immediately transform into an Ancient Treant and help the tribe overcome this crisis.

At this moment...

Carol suddenly noticed that the three Four-Winged Angels in the sky simultaneously raised their sacred staffs.

In that instant, a strong sense of unease surged in her heart.

"Spread out!!"

"Everyone, spread out!!"

Carol immediately shouted.

She ordered the Dark Elves who were still fighting each other in the tribe to spread out.

However, even though her voice echoed throughout the tribe, only a few Dark Elves were able to spread out in time because many of them were entangled by the Elf Believers.

Furthermore, Elena, Ayesha, and Anna stood in three different positions in the sky above the tribe.

The divine power formed a "品" shape, radiating towards the tribe below.

Even if the Dark Elves wanted to escape, where could they go?

No matter how fast they are, they cannot match the power of divine magic.

In the next moment, holy light poured down, illuminating the Dark Elf tribe.

Endless showers of light rain appeared from the void.

They fell densely like a torrential rain.

Accompanying them were whispers that sounded like sacred words, the three Four-Winged Grand Angels Elena reciting the divine language of the Lord of Holy Light.

- Faith in divine magic!

Three faith-based divine magics descended simultaneously.

In an instant, the Dark Elves in the tribe all fell to their knees.

Their levels were too low, and without special secret techniques to protect their souls, they naturally couldn't withstand the faith-based divine magic of the Four-Winged Grand Angels.

But in just a few seconds, the Dark Elves surrendered.

Not only the adult Dark Elves, but also the young ones.

Cute little Dark Elves, like porcelain dolls, also obediently knelt down, praising the Lord of Holy Light in a childish voice.

This may seem somewhat cruel.

But from another perspective, isn't it also a stroke of luck?

As native elves, it would take them at least a hundred years to reach adulthood. And throughout their lives, they may not even be able to step into the Transcendent or Sacred Domain.

But after following Lin Yu, they can grow rapidly.

Not to mention Transcendent or Sacred Domain...

Even becoming a god in the future, achieving immortality, is not impossible.

Immediately after, Elena and the other two released several more faith-based divine magics, until all the Dark Elves in the tribe were converted into followers of the holy light.

Under their command, thousands of Dark Elf believers gathered.

They surrounded the square outside the conference hall.

This scene stunned Carol and the other high-ranking elves of the tribe, their exquisitely beautiful faces turning pale.

They could swear that they had never seen such terrifying magic before!

Even forbidden spells would be difficult to achieve.

After all, this was not about killing, but distorting the will and soul of living beings, forcibly converting them into followers of the gods.

This was simply divine magic!

And it was extremely extreme divine magic!

Carol and the others raised their heads, looking up at Elena and the others standing high in the sky, their eyes filled with fear.

Now they finally understood why the Legion Elves had become "traitors".

If it were them, they would probably not be able to resist either.

In contrast to their fear, Elena and the other two remained calm as always, returning to the formation of the Angel Legion after completing their mission.

For them, spreading faith is their duty.

Finishing a round of work and purifying thousands of dark spirits is no big deal.

After all, the divine art of faith is their signature skill.

In fact, they are only the weakest type of angel with divine art.

If their boss's boss, the Twelve-Winged Wisdom Angel in their peak state, were to come, even a True God could be purified.

...

With a muffled sound, a figure suddenly flew backwards and heavily crashed onto the ground.

It was Doris, the chief of the dark spirit tribe.

Blood trickled from the corner of her mouth, her face pale, but her fighting spirit remained undiminished as she immediately prepared to continue fighting with Reyne, the Six-Winged Angel of Strength.

However, just at this moment...

A sword of golden flames appeared in front of her.

The tip of the sword was only five centimeters away from her forehead.

"Resist any further, and the next strike will behead you!"

Reyne, the Six-Winged Angel of Strength, looked down arrogantly and coldly at Doris, the elf chief who was filled with despair but unwilling to accept defeat.

"Chief!"

The high-ranking elves shouted, wanting to come to the rescue.

But they were surrounded by angels descending from the sky one by one.

Carol, the elder of the elves, tightly gripped her staff, wanting to unleash dark magic and break through the encirclement to save Doris, but she was also deterred by a gaze.

It was a warning from Reyne.

Reminding her that if she dared to act recklessly, Doris would undoubtedly die.

She felt hopeless.

"Mother!"

"Please save our chief, our tribe!"

Some high-ranking elves cried out in grief, calling upon the wisdom of the elven mother tree.

All the high-ranking elves were in tears, not understanding why their mother had not taken action until now. Had she abandoned them?

Just at this moment...

A sigh suddenly sounded.

Then, a figure slowly appeared on the square.

It was the wisdom of the elven mother tree.

It lifted its head, looking up at Angelia, the Six-Winged Angel, who stood high in the sky, as if gazing at a deity, and said, "I will follow your will, but please forgive my children!"