Chapter 12: Going deep into the enemy camp
Dark Lord Black even laughed and said, "The Lord of Death has such a Lord God Messenger, which is not inferior to the Great Perfection!"

All the main gods boasted that they had a main god messenger of the great perfection level. Such praise immediately pleased the Lord of Death and made him look at Destry with even more favor.

Destri naturally didn't know that he had become the topic of conversation among the bored gods. During the flight, he suddenly discovered that in front of him was a group of white winged creatures, standing there in an orderly manner. The moment they saw Destri, they all launched an attack.

It was angels, thousands of twelve-winged angels! Destry reacted immediately.

The attack was well-organized, far superior to the chaotic attacks just now.

But it was precisely because of the order that Destry was able to dodge more easily. He easily avoided the angel formation and continued to go deep into the rear of the heavenly army. Finding Croken first was the most important thing!
Because the angels are just war machines without independent consciousness, the main purpose of the instructions they received was to move forward, so they did not put too much pressure on Destry who flashed by.

"Hurry, let's go kill that guy!" Seeing Destri approaching from afar, the leaders of the heavenly realm also became angry.

This is a plane battlefield, and a decisive battle. Do you think this place is your own backyard and rush in so brazenly?

Then, one by one, they mobilized the power of the main god and rushed forward, using all kinds of swords, guns, axes, material attacks, and soul attacks.

But soon, they were dumbfounded.

This guy, with some unpredictable movement trajectory and strange posture, cleverly "avoided" most of the attacks, and the remaining attacks, although they hit him, had no effect. On the other hand, those of me and others with weaker physical defenses basically had half of their bodies cut off when they were counterattacked!

There was even one unlucky guy who was stabbed in the divine power and died. His commander's badge fell into Destry's hands.

Under the influence of "strong luck", Destry achieved perfect dodging and perfect aiming, and exerted a combat power ten times that of usual!

"He has a set of main artifacts!" Finally, a commander realized this problem and quickly moved away.

You already have all the main artifacts, why are you still coming to the plane battlefield!
"I have no intention of killing, but if you try to block my way, don't blame me for being ruthless!" Destry showed the commander's badge he had just obtained and spoke coldly.

Seeing that the commanders stopped attacking, Destry continued to move forward.

After a while, they finally found Croken, who was ready to go to the front line. He was very surprised to find Destry deep in the enemy's hinterland.

"Destrey, you?" Croken asked involuntarily.

"It seems that the great and perfect upper god is not on this passage!" Destry made up an excuse and started communicating with Croken.

"Lord Iruka is on another plane channel, and we have a large number of twelve-winged angels on our side. When Lord Iruka wins, he will attack this channel. Destry, you are not very lucky. You were originally the lord of our heaven, but you have to participate in the war on behalf of the underworld. Otherwise, you can also witness this victory!
Who would have thought that we not only have thousands of twelve-winged angels from the plane of the God of Light to help us, but also a great master to help us. You, don't even have a great master!" Destry grinned. He didn't care about the victory at all. As for the lack of support from the great masters, it was reasonable. It was related to the "ten consecutive wins". Although the great masters didn't know the reason, they were unwilling to get involved. I don't know how the great master of destruction was invited.

The only thing that puzzled Destry was why the twelve-winged fallen angels did not join the battle when the dark gods had always been united with the underworld. It was logical that since it was a matter of willpower, the main gods would not be reluctant to sacrifice even a few fallen angels.

"It's a pity that I couldn't find him. I was hoping to avenge my previous defeat here!" Destry said with a smile. Of course, if Iruka was here at this moment, he would definitely find another excuse.

"Lord Jinyang, do you think that you can be comparable to the Great Perfection just by defeating us? Although Lord Iruka calls you the number one person below the Great Perfection, you are too arrogant!" The speaker was a black-haired old man. Destry did not know him, but he could tell that he practiced the Law of Light.

"That is the Burning Light Commander from the heavens. He is quite powerful. Even for you, it would be difficult to kill him. You are in the enemy camp now, so don't start a conflict." Croken briefly introduced him, and then said, "Everyone, if the Lord God sees us cowering behind the angel army, he will definitely be unhappy. It's time for us to go into battle and kill the enemy!"

Before he finished his words, he leaped forward and flew directly past the angels to the front line.

This action really made Destri's eyelids twitch - for the sake of the Lord God, there is no need to put yourself in danger.

But despite his thoughts, Destry did not stop him - he would not stop any decision made by Croken so as not to affect the future.

"Since Iruka is not here, there is no point for me to stay here. Goodbye everyone!" After saying this, Destry followed Croken.

Soon returning to the front line of the battle between the two armies, Destry focused his attention on Croken and the space cracks around him, while dodging the overwhelming physical and spiritual attacks, occasionally killing the commanders or soldiers who were close to him, raising his spirits to the highest level.

Success or failure depends on today and at this moment!

The battle was in full swing. Every minute and every second, seven-star masters and Shuras who were usually in great glory died here. The two dimensional passages looked like an endless purgatory.

Under the suppression of the twelve-winged angel, the plane channel where Destry was located was retreating step by step. Although the retreat was slow, defeat was only a matter of time.

At this moment, the Lord of Destruction Uhtred, who was watching from the outside, had a glare as sharp as a sword and said sternly, "Your Lord God's messenger is so powerful, why is he fighting guerrilla warfare there! As long as he is willing to exert his strength, he has a chance to win in this plane channel!"

Uhtred's eyes were spitting fire. If it were not for the fact that the will of the Lord God could not descend upon the plane battlefield, no clone could participate in the decisive battle. He would definitely kill this lazy and cunning guy to serve as a warning to others!

The Lord of Death also had a bad look on his face, but he still said, "My messenger will naturally have his own plans! Uhtred, why are you so angry? If you can find a great and perfect upper god to join this plane war like Auf did, there is no need to force my messenger to go forward and fight!"

(End of this chapter)