454: Creatures of war, the legion of angels!

Almost at the same time the Lord of Order issued the oracle.

In the ruins of the Ninth Demon Realm, Lu Jiuyuan slowly opened his eyes.

He raised his hand, and a wisp of dark red Killing True Intent coiled around his fingertips like a spirit snake.

"Darkness, slaughter... that is enough."

He whispered to himself, his gaze seemingly piercing through the barriers of countless space-times, casting toward the source of light that stood in sharp contrast to the Demon Realm, both in distance and nature.

"Light, order... they are also an indispensable link in constructing a complete Universe."

"My world needs light."

He took a step forward, and his figure vanished from the Ninth Demon Realm.

When he reappeared, the "Ocean of Light" ahead—pure, vast, and bearing the Supreme pressure of order—was clearly visible, like the rising sun on the horizon.

Even across an immense distance, the surging power of the Light Law was already washing over like an invisible tide.

"Hmm... pure Light Origin, order-based Power Of Faith, and..."

Lu Jiuyuan took a deep breath, and the internal Universe within him, which had just stabilized—especially the few Minor Thousand Worlds representing the rules of "light," "order," and "life"—emitted a faint resonance of longing.

"It seems I don't need to search specifically; the 'masters' have already prepared the feast." He looked toward the direction of the Ocean of Light, his gaze calm.

Sure enough, the next moment, the turbulent Void Realm ahead was suddenly illuminated and smoothed out by endless radiance!

"Boom!" A silent roar exploded at the level of Law!

At the edge of that Ocean of Light, as if a dam had opened, what surged out was... a boundless "tide" composed purely of light!

No, that was not a tide.

That was an Angel Legion!

Tens of billions, hundreds of billions of angels formed a vast army formation that defied description.

At the very front were six six-winged seraphs shining with brilliant radiance. Each one was comparable to a Human Race Supreme, holding giant swords of flame or judgment spears, their faces perfect and solemn.

Behind them were four-winged and two-winged angels as numerous as the sands of the galaxy, along with even more fledgling low-tier angels. Together, they vibrated their light wings, connecting the Holy Light into a sheet, converging into a "Holy Light Torrent" capable of washing over and purifying an entire Star Domain!

Uniform, cold, and Emotionless!

They were the purest combat weapons, devoid of any emotion; they were the creations of the main gods and of order.

"Quite the formation."

Looking at the Holy Light Torrent that pierced through the Void Realm and submerged the galaxy, Lu Jiuyuan only commented indifferently.

Without any extraneous noise, the Angel Legion was as silent as a cold flood peak, with only the humming of countless vibrating light wings forming the prelude to destruction.

The giant flame swords held high by the leading six seraphs fell simultaneously, like the sound of six starter pistols.

The Holy Light Torrent gathered by hundreds of billions of angels suddenly contracted and condensed, transforming into a towering giant blade of light composed purely of the concepts of "purification" and "order," slashing down toward Lu Jiuyuan!

Before the light blade arrived, the Void Realm around Lu Jiuyuan began to "sanctify," with all non-light concepts being repelled and purified.

If it were anyone else, they would likely be unable to move, their Law suppressed.

However, Lu Jiuyuan merely raised his right hand, palm upward, fingers slightly curled, making a gesture of grasping into the void.

"Collect."

"Hum—!"

A strange, faint vibration, as if the Universe itself had taken a gulp, resounded in the deepest part of the Void Realm.

The next moment, a scene occurred that caused the consciousness cores of all the low-tier angels observing the battlefield at the edge of the Ocean of Light to "freeze."

That Law-based light blade, capable of destroying a Star Domain and purifying a Supreme, suddenly halted while still a hundred miles away from Lu Jiuyuan.

No, it was not halting.

It was decomposing.

Like a sandcastle meeting an invisible tide, the vast Holy Light, pure Power Of Faith, and even the concepts of "purification" and "order" Law contained within the light blade began to silently disintegrate and separate, turning into the most basic particle flow of Light Origin.

These particle flows did not dissipate but, like hundreds of rivers returning to the sea, were drawn by an irresistible suction force, rushing madly toward the palm of Lu Jiuyuan's right hand.

In front of his palm, space seemed to sink, forming a "singularity" with no visible boundaries.

All light matter and Law that touched the range of this "singularity" instantly lost their original structure and attributes, were reduced to the purest Origin, and then devoured.

The giant blade of light rapidly became dim and thin, like light cast into a black hole, disappearing completely into the nothingness before his palm without even causing a ripple.

But this was only the beginning.

The suction of the "singularity" did not stop with the disappearance of the light blade; instead, like a waking glutton, it expanded violently!

The invisible suction field instantly swept across a hundred miles, a thousand miles, ten thousand miles... completely covering the entire surging Angel Legion torrent!

"..."

The Angel Legion's uniform charging formation seemed to collide with an invisible, extremely greedy wall.

The six seraphs charging at the very front bore the brunt of it.

Their majestic Holy Light comparable to a Supreme, their giant flame swords capable of severing Law, their flawless six wings...

Everything began to silently disintegrate and disperse the moment it touched the suction field.

The cold divine light in their eyes flickered violently as they tried to burst forth with Divine Power to break free, or even tried to detonate their own divine cores, but all resistance was like a clay ox entering the sea.

Their bodies quickly became transparent and illusory, eventually turning into six exceptionally thick, brilliant streams of light that submerged into Lu Jiuyuan's palm.

Following closely were the endless four-winged and two-winged angels.

Like moths flying into a flame, they "melted" in the suction field in droves, turning into streams of light—some thick, some thin—that converged into that all-devouring singularity in his palm.