God King Of All Realms: Start By Summoning Angels

"It really is a shining winged being!"

The old tribal chief muttered to himself.

Like all the other gray dwarves, he raised his head and looked up at the group of angels gathered above the tribe, his expression becoming dull.

He had to admit that these 'winged beings' were indeed beautiful.

Even from the perspective of the aesthetic sense of the gray dwarves, it was the same.

Most importantly, when his gaze fell on these 'winged beings', he even had a thought of self-disgust and self-rejection.

He inexplicably wanted to kneel on the ground.

To confess all the mistakes he had made in the past.

For the sake of self-redemption!

"Damn, this is sorcery!"

The old tribal chief shook his head vigorously, trying to keep himself awake, and angrily said, "Indeed, these creatures from another world have the power to deceive people's hearts!"

"Their appearance may be beautiful, but it's only superficial!"

"In essence, they are extremely evil creatures, like demons that come out at night!"

Seeing that the other tribesmen were also starting to have a confused look, showing signs of being bewitched, the old tribal chief immediately roared, instantly awakening the surrounding gray dwarves.

"What happened to me just now?"

"I seemed to see myself uncontrollably wanting to worship under the goddess's crown!"

"Me too!"

The gray dwarves around them started discussing one after another.

There was shock, and there was also fear.

The old tribal chief said with a gloomy expression, "This is an extremely evil power of bewitchment that will trap us and make it impossible for us to extricate ourselves. But as long as we stay awake and firm in our will, these evil creatures cannot bewitch us!"

"Understood, Chief!"

A high-ranking member of the tribe quickly said, "The levels of these shining winged beings seem to be not high, mostly level five, with a few level six. The two highest-level winged beings are only level eight."

"Chief, I feel that we have hope of victory!"

Among their tribe, there were three gray dwarves who had reached level eight.

The old tribal chief himself was a level nine Late Stage professional.

He believed that under his leadership, their tribe would definitely be able to defeat this legion of winged beings.

"What you said is correct, victory is within reach!"

The old tribal chief also felt that he could do it.

However, he still cautioned, "But don't be careless! These creatures from another world must have some ability to capture the goblin tribe."

"Flight is one of their advantages!"

"You quickly gather all the spears and arrows in the tribe and distribute them to professionals above level five. Use long-range attacks to shoot them down directly from the sky."

His level had reached level nine Late Stage.

One step further and he would be able to step into the King Level.

But even so, he couldn't fly.

Because generally speaking, professionals could only fly after reaching the Transcendent realm. (Elementalists who mastered flight magic were not included)

Having the ability to fly on a low-end battlefield could provide a great advantage.

However, the old tribal chief was not panicked because of this.

He quickly thought of a countermeasure.

"Okay, Chief!"

The high-ranking members of the tribe quickly went down to carry out his orders.

...

Above the cave.

The number of angels gathered together had reached more than three hundred and fifty.

This was because Angelia, Mela, and Beth, the three Four-Winged Angels, had brought their angel squads with them.

Gathered here were seven fully equipped angel squads.

Plus Iyeta, Sally, Vina, and others.

The total number of angels was nearly three hundred and seventy.

Looking around, the hundred-meter-high space above the cave was filled with densely packed beautiful angels, and the long swords burning with angelic flames completely illuminated that area.

Such a scene was both beautiful and breathtaking.

Not to mention the gray dwarves below, even the professionals on the island would be stunned by this scene.

"A group of low-intelligence creatures!"

"If it weren't for our Lord needing believers, these creatures would only deserve to be purified by the holy flames!"

At this moment, Angelia suddenly spoke.

Her voice was cold, and her expression indifferent.

She stood at the forefront of the Angel Legion.

Behind her were the Four-Winged Angels, including Elena, Mirelda, Mattie, and others.

Then, she looked back at the Four-Winged Grand Angel, Elena, and said, "Elena, before the battle begins, use your divine magic to cleanse the souls of these lowly creatures."

"Okay!"

Elena slightly lowered her head.

Immediately, she flew towards the Dwarven tribe below.

"Let's go too!"

"End this battle as soon as possible!"

With Angelia's words, hundreds of angels simultaneously flapped their snow-white wings and surged towards the Dwarven tribe like a sacred torrent.

...

"These evil creatures can't hold back anymore?"

The old chieftain of the Dwarven tribe looked up at the approaching Four-Winged Grand Angel, Elena.

In his left and right hands, he held spears made of refined iron.

Four spears were placed at his feet.

And he carried a long sword on his back.

He was a level nine Late Stage swordsman, and his formidable strength allowed him to call himself a Great Swordsman.

"Once you get within twenty meters, I'll shoot you down with one spear!"

While keeping an eye on Elena, who was quickly flying towards the tribe, the old chieftain estimated the distance for a fatal spear strike.

At the same time, he said to the strong warriors of the tribe beside him, "Be ready. When the enemy's main force approaches, attack together and make sure they suffer heavy losses in the first round!"

"Yes, Chief!"

The strong warriors of the tribe nodded one after another, expressing their preparedness for victory.

On the other side, in the sky outside the tribe...

Four-Winged Grand Angel, Elena, also noticed the old chieftain and the group of strong Dwarves.

She even saw the old chieftain slowly raising the steel spear in his hand.

It was obviously a weapon meant to deal with her.

However, she showed no fear.

In the blink of an eye, she arrived above the tribe, less than a hundred meters away from the assembled Dwarven army.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, a sound broke the silence.

Two steel spears flew towards her, one after the other.

Their speed was as swift as lightning.

To the naked eye, the trajectory of the spears' flight was almost invisible.

But for Four-Winged Grand Angel, Elena, it was not a difficult task.

She flapped her angelic wings, instantly turning into a white light and disappearing from her original position.

The two steel spears pierced through her afterimage and flew into the distance.

As for Elena's true body, it had already appeared dozens of meters away.

The old chieftain, as a level nine Late Stage expert, had the power to instantly kill a level seven professional. However, Elena easily neutralized his attack.

Angels possessed incredible speed.

It was difficult for ordinary long-range attacks to harm them.

If it were a Seven-Level Late Stage Dragon, like Elena, those two steel spears would most likely be one piercing its head and the other penetrating its abdomen.

"You lowly heretic!"

Elena walked through the air, looking down at the old chieftain with a face full of astonishment, and said, "Attacking the saint of my Lord will prevent your soul from being redeemed!"

The old chieftain took a deep breath and sneered, "The faith in the evil god only corrupts souls and decays bodies!"

"Heretics are always ignorant and fearless!"

Elena raised the white jade-like staff in her hand and gently waved it.

Instantly, a holy radiance bloomed from the top of the staff.

At the same time, a soft voice floated from Elena's mouth.

"Lord of Holy Light, redeem mankind."

"Mankind should believe in the Lord, worship the Lord..."

"The Supreme Lord created light, banishing eternal darkness... The Lord is benevolent and selfless... Mankind should pray to the Lord and seek His blessings..."

With Elena's murmuring, endless rays of light slowly condensed from the void.

After a moment, the light rain poured down on the cave.

The power of holiness and light filled the heavens and the earth.

In the depths of the unknown, it seemed that countless beings were praying. Those were the voices of believers...

- The divine magic of the Four-Winged Grand Angel!