A dazzling radiance shone brightly.
A dazzling figure flew across the sky. A dazzling radiance erupted from his body and swept forward.
Even the clouds began to tumble along with his movements. From time to time, flashes of lightning and flames could be seen in the gaps between the clouds.
Their appearance could only mean one thing, and that was the arrival of God.
Incomparable godly might erupted in an instant. Mona gripped his spear and a pair of flame-like wings unfolded behind him like a blazing sun.
The God of Harvest flew across the sky and charged straight into the battlefield before him.
"The annoying rat has finally shown up!"
Pattilina didn't show the slightest trace of fear as she gazed at the God of Harvest. On the contrary, she glared at Mona the same way she glared at her enemies.
Putting aside the question of whether gods existed in Pattilina's world, at least in Pattilina's opinion, the so-called gods were mostly monsters that wandered the universe and were worshipped by humans for all sorts of idiotic reasons. They might have organic bodies, they might not have organic bodies, or they might even be energy bodies.
But all in all, to a soldier like Pattilina, it didn't matter what the other party was. What was important was that they were enemies that needed to be eliminated. That was enough.
Whether it was the Star God or the Blood God, they would eventually be turned into nothingness by the cannons. What the soldiers believed in wasn't some illusory spiritual sustenance, but real steel and fire!
Everything else was fabricated. Only the cannons would exist forever. The radiance of the cannons would illuminate the entire universe and no one could match them!
Not even the gods!
"Everyone, take aim and fire!!"
Along with Patrina's furious roar, the heavy magic cannons on the back of the Construct Dragons rumbled and exploded. Beams of light shot towards Mona like a torrential rain.
It burst out like a starry sky, connecting into a series of light spots. In the blink of an eye, the flying turkey was shrouded in it.
Under Pattilina's command, the Construct Dragons fired twice as fiercely as before.
The Angel Corps had no choice but to retreat in the face of such powerful firepower.
Some angels attempted to stop the ferocious bombardment, but they only managed to activate their defensive barriers in time. At the next moment, the thick, enormous light beam whizzed past and exploded on the defensive barriers.
The angel's protective barrier only managed to withstand two or three beams of light before collapsing completely. The angel, who was struggling to hold on behind the protective barrier, didn't even have time to escape before it was engulfed by the huge, scorching light beam and turned into ashes.
"Beat, beat, beat!
I'm going to blow these bastards back to their cell bodies!
Leave no one alive! Leave no one alive! "
Pattilina became more and more excited as she looked at the artillery fire that connected the sky and the earth.
Little Rascal jumped up and down excitedly on the head of the Construct Dragon. Then, Pattilina grabbed the spear with both hands and raised it high into the sky again.
Along with this action, the space behind Pattilina emanated a series of spatial ripples. Then, tens of thousands of cannons appeared out of thin air. They spun slowly, coalescing all sorts of powerful energy, and let out heavy, rumbling noises as they loaded the cannons.
As Pattilina raised the spear and pointed it forward, countless flowers of flames bloomed from one side to the other, illuminating the sky in colors of destruction.
"T-This is …"
Gazing at the battlefield, even the Nine Saints couldn't help but be moved.
In terms of strength, it went without saying that Pattilina wasn't as strong as Mona. Even though Mona was also a Saint Incarnation, Pattilina wasn't even a demigod.
Logically speaking, if both sides were to clash head-on, it would only be a matter of time before Pattilina lost.
But the problem was that Pattilina apparently had no intention of facing the God of Harvest one-on-one.
She only adhered to one creed.
More is beauty. Big is good. Billions of cannons, billions of starlight!
The rotating cannons released dazzling, scorching light beams. The pitch-black cannons erupted with flames and blasted the high-explosive cannons forward. Then, they exploded in midair, and exploded again, and again, and again.
Until the entire sky turned into a sea of flames.
The dazzling laser cannons twitched continuously, firing beams of different colors. In an instant, it looked as though fleets were exchanging fire in outer space. It was incomparably beautiful and shocking.
Jenn watched the fireworks with relish, but Mona, who was in the middle of it, wasn't in the mood to enjoy the beautiful sea of destruction.
In fact, he was also in a difficult situation. Originally, Mona wanted to capture the leader first and capture Pattilina after entering the battlefield.
The Nine Saints weren't fools. Up to this point in the battle, they could tell that the little girl was one of the key members resisting them. If they could capture her, she would naturally play a crucial role in advancing the battle.
However, Mona didn't expect Pattilina to be so resolute. She didn't hesitate to launch an all-out bombardment right from the get-go.
Although the cannons couldn't deal much damage to him, after all, he had the protection of his God Domain. Moreover, as a Saint of the Gods, Mona was immune to most physical attacks.
Logically speaking, Pattilina's attacks should be like scratching an itch through Mona's boots. At most, it would be as strong as a breeze.
However, when the breeze turned into a Category 10 typhoon, it was a different story.
At this moment, Mona was like a pitiful worm trapped in a typhoon, struggling to move forward. Pattilina was obviously an expert in this kind of all-out bombardment.
The continuous barrage of cannons finally produced a qualitative change after being stacked up by Patrina, to the point where even Mona had to be careful to block her attacks.
"Damn it …"
Mona's face turned ashen as he breathed in the smoke-filled air. At first, he wanted to use the gaps between the cannons to quickly pass through this area. As long as he could close in, he would still have the strength to fight.
However, he didn't expect Pattilina to be so resolute. She didn't give him the slightest chance.
As a result, Mona couldn't move forward at all. He could only stay here.
The Angels were in an even worse situation. At first, Mona hoped that the Angels would attack the Construct Dragons and the cannons to buy him some time.
However, Pattilina solved this problem in a way that almost made Mona vomit blood.
If a thousand cannons weren't enough, she would use ten thousand. If ten thousand wasn't enough, she would use a hundred thousand. If a hundred thousand wasn't enough, she would use a million. In short, as long as she had enough cannons, she would be able to kill the Birdmen and their master together!
As a God, Mona was immune to a certain degree of attacks and damage. However, the Angels didn't have such a powerful halo.
After the Angels' numbers increased to the point that they couldn't stop them, the Angels finally collapsed. Without the Angels' support, the damage of the cannons didn't decrease. Instead, it increased …
I don't believe this can go on!
Looking at the undulating flames in front of him and the deafening explosions in his ears, Mona could clearly feel the presence of danger.
Of course, he didn't know that this move of Pattilina's was something that even Klein had no choice but to avoid. Mona, as the God of Harvest, definitely had a higher 'status' than Klein, who was the son of the Demon King.
However, this didn't mean that Mona was much stronger than Klein.
In fact, as the God of Harvest, Mona wasn't very good at fighting.
Although he wasn't very good at it, it was still relatively speaking …
This can't go on!
Mona's expression darkened as he felt the endless cannons around him. Although he was a Saint, he was still a God.
Now that he was being treated like this by a little brat, Mona was furious.
Not to mention, they were in a hurry.
This was the only way!
Mona no longer hesitated. He raised the spear in his hand, aimed it at the ground, and stabbed it down!