In the midst of the assault of arcane meteors and fiery fireballs, Saros was like a mosquito struck by two cannonballs simultaneously. The first strikes from Dia and Ciella, who were both at the Holy Rank level, showed no mercy. The attacks, belonging to the realm of laws, even prevented Saros from using the spatial laws to evade. He could only slash out a round and perfect sword qi in place to counter the two attacks.

After the explosion of the energy collision dissipated, Saros flapped his demon wings and hovered in mid-air. His black armor had turned into a pile of twisted iron bars due to the impact, and his right hand, which had been holding the sword, hung helplessly.

"Double, double Holy Rank?!"

Seeing the opponent clearly in front of him, Saros twitched his eyes twice.

So, that's how it is. He had indeed been too careless. This place was the main world that had once defeated the Devil's invasion during The Age of Legendary War. Even though ordinary beings were much weaker than demons, the vast number of them was enough to produce powerful individuals.

But so what?

Saros, who had regained his composure, adjusted his breathing and gradually healed his injuries. The formidable sword qi erupted once again.

"Come on, let me see how strong the humans' experts are!"

The Great Demon swung his sword fiercely, roaring in the common human language, "My blade will drink your blood! Remember this, my name is Saros, the name that will soon claim your insignificant lives!"

However, before he could finish his ruthless words, a gap suddenly appeared in the dark sulphur clouds overhead. Along with the warm sunlight, golden thunder descended directly, blasting Saros down to the ground, creating a huge crater.

"When you, who are demons, appear in this world, your death is already destined!"

The little Angel, holding the Holy Sword and attracting the punishment of divine thunder, slowly flapped her pure white wings. She looked down at Saros on the ground with disdain. Perhaps influenced by Tiran, she couldn't help but mutter under her breath, "Even speaking like an idiot... he's even dumber than that stupid witch."

No, no, no. Little Fei Zi, in a way, your way of speaking is also quite foolish.

If Tiran were here, he would probably tease her like that.

"Angel?!"

If Saros had confidence in fighting Dia and Ciella two-on-one before, he immediately panicked after the appearance of the little Angel Fiona. Everyone was at the Holy Rank level, and even with confidence, it was impossible to withstand three against one, let alone with a professional Angel specialized in dealing with demons.

On the other hand, Dia and Ciella were pleasantly surprised. With three against one, their chances of defeating this guy were much higher. Moreover, judging from the current situation, the boy who had activated the Gate of Hell seemed unlikely to show up.

"Thank you for your help, esteemed Angel of Flame."

Dia was still unaware of the existence of the little Angel and hesitated for a moment before giving a half bow. As an executor of the will of the goddess, the sword she wielded represented justice. Moreover, she had assisted them in attacking the demon, so respect was due.

However, Ciella didn't show a happy expression. Instead, she looked somewhat worried as she gazed at Fiona. "If you're here too, Tiran and Coco won't have a Holy Rank protector beside them. There was a Holy Rank in the Academy City just now."

The implication was clear. If you're not here, what will happen to Tiran? Although Tiran, Aya, and Coco were all strong, there was a clear distinction between being below the Holy Rank and being at the Holy Rank level.

"What about this? If I'm here too, the head of Ciella Academy, Ciella, shouldn't worry, right?"

Beside Saros, the figure of a young boy slowly emerged from the air, one hand holding a sword and the other resting on his back, his long robe fluttering with a somewhat ethereal aura. Well, even Holy Ranks aren't ordinary people.

"You finally decided to show up?" Saros stood up again, gasping for breath as he glanced at him.

The Divine Punishment Thunder, used by the blazing angel, was more effective against demons. Even though he was a Holy Rank, he had sustained considerable damage from two consecutive powerful attacks.

"Of course. While I don't want to engage in direct combat, if Lord Saros were to be killed, I would be their next target," the young boy chuckled bitterly.

Ciella and Dia exchanged glances, ignoring the pointless banter. They each unleashed their respective spells, with purple arcane magic and black flame dominating the sky, descending with immense force.

"Sky Sanctuary - Sword of Holy Judgment!"

The little angel also summoned his own holy sword, imbued with holy light. The crucifix sword flew out, transforming into a massive sword several tens of meters long as it pierced the ground under the sanctuary.

Saros couldn't afford to be overconfident at this point. If he made a single mistake in these three moves, he would be finished. The explosive sword aura of Mercy-death Revive gathered and converged into the strongest sword strike he could unleash.

At this moment, whether it was the demon legion brought by Saros through the Gates of Hell or the Watcher Lucius temporarily leading from below, they all chose to retreat. In a battle between Holy Ranks, even the residual power was unbearable for ordinary people.

Meanwhile, high above the city of Milt, in an area very close to absolute vacuum, a palace made of pure white clouds was floating. Normally, it would be impossible for clouds to exist at this height, but it was being sustained by some supreme power.

Only a few beings in the entire world could achieve this, and only one was willing to waste time and power on such an impractical matter—the highest belief of humanity, Her Majesty, the Goddess of the Light.

By the way, it's really sad that humanity has such a deity of worship. Let us observe a moment of silence for them, because most believers don't even know that they worship such a disgraceful thing. So, oh foolish humans, come and worship the great Elf god, Artemis!

—The above was all commentary from Artemis herself.

Sitting on the cloud couch created by the Goddess of the Light, Artemis stared at the huge projection screen in the center of the hall while waving at the goddess. "Hey, Little Light, aren't you going to intervene now that such a big event is happening down there?"

"... Why don't you show me what you can do first? Have you forgotten what happened to Ares and the Demon Lord?" The Goddess of the Light looked at Artemis unhappily.

"I mean, send someone. Don't you have plenty of angels under your command? The demons have already opened the Gates of Hell and even sent Holy Ranks. Your angels can't just stand idly by, right?" Artemis quickly waved her hand.

The goddess shook her head. "Not yet. I have my own judgment."

"And when will it be the right time? Those guys are clearly going after the lamp left behind by your first angel. You can't just let them release the demon seed again, can you?"

"Ah, come on! Ami, you're so noisy! I've already made my decision! By the way, why did you come over here again? Can't your god of the Elf tribe just stay put and stop sending elves to my domain all the time? Don't forget, the divine treaty clearly states that gods cannot enter another god's jurisdiction without good reason!"

The goddess finally couldn't stand it anymore and pointed at Artemis, questioning her.

"There is a reason, and a valid one at that. See, that child from the Elf tribe has great talent and can inherit the Elf throne. Furthermore, she has the chance to undergo the trial of the World Tree. Don't you think I should protect her? Is that not a valid reason?" Artemis twirled her finger and said, "And besides, when your little angel was injured in the World Tree, didn't you come rushing to me in a panic? What's the matter? Only officials are allowed to start fires but not the common people?"

Hey, how come you're so good at using idioms from the Eastern mainland?

The goddess was also helpless. On second thought, the so-called divine treaty was just an oral agreement among a few deities. It didn't have much binding power when everyone's strength was more or less equal. They could only go along with the whims of Ami...

No longer interested in arguing with Ami about irrelevant matters, the goddess returned her gaze to the screen and reevaluated the holy rank battle. However, her brow furrowed suddenly.

Although dark clouds hung over the Academy City, where could it hide from the sight of the gods? The battle between the five Holy Ranks was clear to see, except...

"What's going on with this guy?"

...

The war between Holy Ranks escalated, with the Great Demon Saros and the boy being suppressed by the three Holy Ranks on the other side. Previously, when the boy fought, he relied on various external factors such as the environment to create advantages for himself. Now, the disadvantages of a direct confrontation were fully exposed.

"Why are you so weak?!"

Saros immediately summoned the Netherfire Cannon after a round of swordplay with the little angel, forcing her and Ciella back and creating distance. He then turned to see the boy being blown back to the ground by an arcane bomb condensed by Dia, looking extremely miserable.

This scene had happened more than once. In the previous battles, Saros bravely and valiantly held his ground against the other two, but in the blink of an eye, the boy was already in ruins, beaten beyond recognition.

Not only did this guy fail to display any exclusive Holy Rank laws, but even his understanding of the entry-level spatial and temporal laws could be easily surpassed by any Holy Rank.

The only thing that could be praised was the boy's defense. Despite being bombarded by various magic countless times, he could still get up unscathed and continue fighting. He even saved Saros from being turned into a pig's head several times by using his face to endure magical bombardment.

If this were a typical heroic manga, this guy might be the protagonist since no matter how much he was beaten, he couldn't be killed. But unfortunately, that was not the case, and as a result, the team's morale collapsed, and even the opponents were slightly frustrated.

What the hell? Is it really impossible to kill him?

In this grand Holy Rank battle, they were fighting like they were playing a silly game all because of this idiot-level Holy Rank who was as tough as a dumbass.

"Damn it! You..."

After the boy once again took their joint attack with his face, not even Fae could hold back, and even Saros, who had been saved, didn't have a good expression.

"It's really a shame for the Holy Rank!" The other four people shouted angrily at the young man in unison.

"Eh...eh?" The young man paused, pointing at himself with a puzzled expression.

"You guys deal with that demon, leave this guy to me. If he can withstand my spells, let him try to block my holy sword!" Little Angel charged at the young man with her sword raised.