When the two Olympian gods ascended into the sky together, the extraordinary spectacle of the sun and moon shining simultaneously began to appear. The intertwining of the two gods' divine powers created an ultimate visual feast.

The result was also surprisingly good; a large number of unsuspecting vampires and shadow monsters were reduced to ashes under the sunlight.

But suddenly, the sound of hymns appeared in the sky, blinding white light flashed in the high heavens, and a large number of twisted angels and monsters descended to earth.

One of the few angelic girls, who was clearly mutated, suddenly launched an attack on Apollo, sending snow-white feathers flying everywhere and a pale sword light slicing across the sky.

The girl's body had already been mutated to the point that it was impossible to see any other abnormalities. Only the compound eyes on her face revealed that she was a mutated monster. She held a giant sword with gold and silver glittering in its hand and slashed straight at Apollo.

However, towering flames shot up from the ground, and the Flowing Blade met the Holy Sword from above. The collision of the two generated a powerful airflow that dispersed the surrounding clouds.

"Your opponent is me."

The captain's deep voice echoed in everyone's ears, and the intense heat scorched everyone as well, causing the surrounding flowers, plants and trees to wither from dehydration.

Even some things that weren't very heat-resistant had started to melt, but the fight between the two was only just beginning, and the girl opposite them remained silent throughout.

However, the holy sword in his hand never stopped, slashing at the Captain-Commander like a storm. The Captain-Commander's counterattack was equally sharp, but the situation began to develop in a bad direction.

The entire area where we were fighting began to sink towards the other side, because the mortal world could no longer withstand the battle between our group of powerful fifth-realm martial saints.

The world's consciousness activated its self-protection mechanism, and we, including ordinary people, were all swallowed up by the other side. Although the world was saved, its suppression of these mutated monsters was also gone.

We are now on the same starting line as the mutants, and everyone is relying on their own abilities, but we are at a great disadvantage in terms of numbers.

"Palace Master, what should we do now? Something seems amiss."

Hades and Aizen hadn't joined the battle yet, and they both came over to me, saying, "I'm just standing here in mid-air, looking at the battlefield before me..."

"There may be something we haven't considered, but all the conspiracies and schemes ultimately come down to strength. Let's wait and see. If all else fails, we still have trump cards to turn the tide. No rush."

They all knew what I was saying and agreed with what I said, so they didn't say anything more.

We turned around and joined the battle. Although we were outnumbered, our individual quality was significantly better than theirs.

Only three of them were able to put up a fight against my Heroic Spirits, but they were stopped by the Captain-Commander, Xuan Jian, and Doflamingo, respectively.

Although Xuan Jian and Ming Ge were somewhat outmatched against experts at the fifth level, they could still manage by combining their various abilities. They intended to use each other as whetstones; if they could truly defeat them, Xuan Jian and Ming Ge would have proven themselves.

The entire battlefield was actually dominated by our Biyou Palace, because we had a top-tier martial saint like the Evil Emperor, and nothing on the other side could withstand a single strike from him.