God King Of All Realms: Start By Summoning Angels

"Evil undead creatures..."

"They should be purified more than heretics!"

Two beautiful and holy figures flew like arrows, intercepting the group of fleeing high-level undead creatures.

It was Iyeta and Sally!

In the eyes of angels, heretics still had a chance of redemption.

But undead creatures had no need for redemption at all.

They wielded angelic swords burning with golden flames, single-handedly taking on dozens of high-level undead.

At the same time, holy light fell from the void, enveloping them.

It was the divine magic of Four-Winged Grand Angel Elena - the Shield of Holy Light, which could provide war-level angels with a highly powerful magical shield.

Divine-level angels not only possessed great combat power themselves.

They were also professional support.

"Holy Light Slash!"

"Triple Radiant Slash!"

Swish, swish, swish...

Dazzling sword lights cut through the darkness.

Instantly shattering the bodies of several high-level undead.

Among them were two high-level undead of the skeleton race, whose powerful soul fires could have helped them resurrect even after their bodies were destroyed.

However, before their soul fires could release their power, they were forcibly extinguished by the divine and radiant power contained in the sword lights.

Their bodies were then burned to ashes by the angelic flames.

Completely dead.

Seeing this scene~

The other high-level undead became even more terrified.

The stumbling and decaying zombie leader let out a scream and ran away.

The zombie Overlord jumped several tens of meters high.

The ghoul BOSS frantically waved its limbs covered in sharp spikes, running towards the distance like a frightened dog.

Unfortunately, they were not faster than the angelic swords.

With a dazzling sword light, the fastest running ghoul BOSS was cut in half.

The broken body and putrid entrails slid more than ten meters away under the effect of inertia, creating a mess.

Sally, who was chasing from behind, frowned slightly at the sight.

With a wave of her hand, she turned it into ashes with an angelic flame.

On the other side, Iyeta was fighting a mid-level nine zombie Overlord.

The zombie Overlord roared.

Waving its hands.

It didn't have any weapons in its hands.

But it had long nails that were several centimeters long.

That was its killing weapon.

With a swing, it could release gray lights that were as powerful as cutting through the hardest granite in the mountains.

Bang, bang, bang...

The dense gray lights struck the Shield of Holy Light around Iyeta's body.

But they only caused ripples.

Iyeta's expression remained unchanged as she swung her angelic sword.

Clang!

With a shower of sparks, the zombie Overlord's hands, which were harder than gold and iron, were instantly severed. When they fell to the ground, they continued to roll and struggle.

The enemy's strength was too strong!

The zombie Overlord opened its mouth and sprayed a thick poisonous mist at Iyeta.

Then it took the opportunity to jump dozens of meters away, attempting to escape.

"You can't run!"

Iyeta flapped her snow-white angel wings and blew away the poisonous mist with a brilliant holy light, then quickly caught up with the fleeing zombie Overlord.

With a few slashes, the zombie Overlord died on the spot.

Afterwards, Iyeta continued to pursue other high-level undead.

After several rounds of battle, Iyeta and Sally killed all the high-level undead, none of them escaped.

After the battle, golden light emanated from the two of them.

That was the phenomenon of leveling up.

They had advanced!

Their level had risen from Late Stage Level 8 to Early Stage Level 9.

Their actual combat power could rival that of King Level experts.

...

On the main battlefield.

The angel army sealed off the entire battlefield area.

Led by one Four-Winged Angel after another, nearly a thousand Two-Winged Angels were mercilessly slaughtering the undead creatures on the battlefield.

The size of the undead army was visibly decreasing at a rapid pace.

In less than half an hour, the presence of undead creatures on the battlefield was almost nonexistent.

At a glance,

The ground was filled with pale skeletons and decaying corpses.

The scene was horrifying, like hell itself.

"Lady Reyne!"

A group of Four-Winged Angels came over to report, "The battle is basically over, all the undead creatures have been slain, not one escaped!"

"Mm."

Six-Winged Angel of Strength, Reyne, nodded.

In this battle, she didn't do much.

She only casually killed some elite undead creatures.

Basically, she left the undead creatures on the battlefield to be dealt with by other angels, in order to allow the angels to gain more primal energy and level up.

Improving the overall strength of the legion was also one of the main responsibilities of being the legion commander.

"Spread the word, march towards the Burial Ground!"

"As for the battlefield, leave it to the Grey Dwarves to clean up."

"Yes, Commander!"

Soon, the Angel Legion gathered once again.

Led by Six-Winged Angel of Strength, Reyne, they marched mightily towards the Burial Ground, twenty kilometers away. (In the previous chapter, it was two kilometers, but it was written incorrectly and has been corrected.)

For the Angel Legion, this battle was just an appetizer.

Attacking the Burial Ground was the main course!

...

At the same time,

In another direction, about five kilometers away,

A large group of figures suddenly appeared.

Numbering in the thousands.

At a glance, they were all pairs of long, white legs.

This was a fully armed Dark Elf Legion, with a scale of three thousand.

All the Dark Elves were equipped with black revealing leather armor and matching leather pants, and either wielded Elven longswords or carried quivers and Elven bows.

A sense of temptation filled the air.

"Elder!"

"There has been a large-scale battle at the exit of the underground passage."

"It's a collision between the forces of necromancy and the forces of light!"

"It's highly likely that the Overlord from the other world has sent a legion to invade the surface world!"

A Dark Elf scout suddenly appeared in front of the legion and immediately reported to the Dark Elf Elder who commanded this legion.

Upon hearing this,

The Dark Elf Elder was stunned.

She had a beautiful appearance and a mature and sexy figure.

"The Overlord's legion from the other world has already rushed in so quickly?"

The Dark Elf Elder found it hard to believe.

In fact, the speed of their Dark Elf tribe was already fast enough.

Just last night, the chieftain of the tribe, Doris, had just formed a "friendly cooperation" alliance with the Skeleton King, Lain.

Early this morning, the tribe gathered their legion and rushed towards this side of the underground passage.

Their marching speed was indeed not slow.

But what the Dark Elf Elder didn't expect was that the legion of the Overlord from the other world was even faster. Their legion hadn't even reached the destination yet, and they had already clashed with the undead legion guarding the passage.

"What is the strength of the enemy legion?"

"It shouldn't be weak."

The Dark Elf scout replied, "There was a very strong fluctuation of light magic in that area. I didn't dare to approach it easily, so I came back to report to the Elder as soon as possible."

The corners of the Dark Elf Elder's crimson lips curled up slightly.

"This is good news!"

"The task given to us by the chieftain is to find a way to lead the Overlord's legion to the Burial Ground and let them fight the Skeleton King Lain to the death."

"Now it seems that we don't need to meddle in it anymore!"

"Spread the word, march slowly, and let them fight to the death."

"Yes, Elder!"

...

It took the Dark Elf Legion a full hour to cover the distance of several kilometers.

When they arrived,

They only saw a group of elite Grey Dwarves cleaning up the battlefield.

"Cave Dwarves?"

"Shouldn't they be creatures from the forces of light?"

"And why can't we see any other race's corpses on the battlefield besides the undead remains?"

The sexy figure of the Dark Elf Elder stood on a high hill.

She gazed at the chaotic battlefield in the distance.

Her mature and charming cheeks were filled with doubt and confusion.