Upon hearing the archangel’s response, Daniel instinctively furrowed his brow.
So, the Goddess of Gold & Silver Aurelia intended to descend upon the world not solely because of him.
He pondered this for a brief moment, then asked another question in a calm but probing tone:
"So, tell me—what use does Revelation hold for you angels?"
The archangel let out a disdainful chuckle, his expression carrying a trace of mockery.
"Revelation? That relic is a thing of the past. Neither the great gods nor we, the Angels of Gold and Silver, care about it anymore."
"Killing you is nothing more than pure revenge."
Hearing this, Daniel exhaled slowly and even relaxed enough to rub his chest.
"In that case, things become much simpler. I like your answer... it makes my conscience clear."
In truth, Daniel’s thinking was straightforward.
No matter what the angels answered, it would not change what he intended to do next.
Even if guilt gnawed at his heart, he would press forward without hesitation.
But the reality was that the Angels of Gold and Silver would never allow him the luxury of guilt.
Their descent had nothing to do with Revelation.
They simply wished to claim this land as their own.
As flashes of radiant light streaked across the Divine Realm, more and more angels materialized around Daniel.
They hovered high above, their cold gazes locked upon him like countless spears poised to strike.
Daniel initially considered unleashing another Primordial Core Weapon, but his Eye of Insight revealed something new.
[Archangel]
Status: Has received a new blessing, granting immunity to all damage from the Primordial Core Weapon.
Blessing Source: Goddess of Gold & Silver Aurelia
Daniel’s brow twitched. He extended his mind power in a sweeping wave, scanning the entire battlefield.
He quickly discovered that every angel present now carried the same blessing.
It was obvious—they were no longer afraid of the Primordial Core Weapon’s destructive force.
"I see... so that’s why you finally dared to appear in front of me."
One of the archangels sneered.
"Daniel, we do not know how you infiltrated the Divine Realm, but your trump card is now useless."
Daniel’s expression remained tranquil. His body shimmered as he dismissed his disguise, returning to his true appearance.
Since they already recognized him, there was no longer any point in pretending to be Vinicius.
Besides, the real Vinicius was still in the process of resurrection, so the angels could easily detect that his previous form was a fake.
"Ah, so that’s how it is."
His calm gaze swept over the sea of angels surrounding him.
There must have been hundreds of billions, perhaps trillions, encircling him in this radiant sky.
Could he destroy them alone?
The thought crossed Daniel’s mind, and despite the danger, he felt a strange surge of excitement.
Meanwhile, the angels made the first move.
Blinding golden light burst around him, and waves of interwoven gold and silver flames spiraled down, sealing every path of escape.
Countless attacks rained from above, forming a downpour of divine radiance that converged on Daniel’s position.
In the face of this apocalyptic assault, Daniel did not hesitate.
He activated [Sacrificial Summon].
In an instant, hundreds of thousands of abyssal creatures materialized before him.
As the abyssal monsters appeared, Daniel’s body flickered and vanished, slipping out of the kill zone, narrowly evading the devastating bombardment.
But that was only the beginning.
The moment the abyssal creatures were annihilated, a giant sacrificial array ignited beneath their corpses.
Sacrificial Summon was not about mere summoning—it was about the first two words: Sacrificial.
When the summoned abyssal monsters were sacrificed, a second wave erupted.
From the glowing array emerged a number of Abyssal Summonings ten times greater than before.
And more terrifying still—their attributes were amplified tenfold.
In an instant, the space around Daniel was jammed full of bronze-rank Abyssal Summonings, their numbers overwhelming the eye.
But Daniel did not stop there.
[Fusion Summon]!
Millions of abyssal creatures began to merge, flesh and essence fusing into a single titanic form.
When the fusion completed, Daniel’s eyes widened in momentary astonishment.
The resulting creature bore a striking resemblance to Malkar, Emperor of the Abyss, though this was merely a visual echo.
The strength of this summoning, however, far surpassed anything Malkar could hope to imitate.
The new Abyssal Summoning had reached platinum-rank.
And still, Daniel’s ambition did not waver.
Without even pausing, he sacrificed the platinum-rank summoning.
From the ritual emerged an even more terrifying entity—a diamond-rank abyssal monster.
A faint smile of satisfaction finally graced Daniel’s lips.
He did not waste time. He immediately activated Split Summon, a skill he had only recently mastered.
Normally, Split Summon would create 100,000 copies of a summoning at 1% of the original’s stats.
But because Daniel had achieved full enhancements, the skill was perfected—
It now produced 100,000 copies, each with 100% of the original stats.
What did this mean?
It meant that in the span of a few heartbeats, 100,000 diamond-rank Abyssal Summonings filled the skies around him.
The surrounding angels froze in stunned silence.
They had never imagined that the man who had stood alone moments ago could summon an army of 100,000 monstrous allies in the blink of an eye.
And these were not ordinary creatures—every single one radiated a terrifying aura.
A diamond-rank summoning was formidable enough that even the Angels of Gold and Silver dreaded it.
Under normal circumstances, defeating one would require a high-ranking angel squad, and casualties were almost guaranteed.
But now...
There were 100,000 of them.
And their stats had been enhanced beyond measure, with numerous buffs amplifying their destructive potential.
To put it bluntly, each of these diamond-rank Abyssal Summonings could fight on par with a level 400 angel—
And level 400 angels were considered high-ranking elites.
Yet Daniel still wasn’t finished.
To rapidly escalate his side’s power, he summoned all of his clones, commanding each one to replicate his summoning method.
Moments later, the skies were no longer home to 100,000 diamond-rank monsters—
But millions, tens of millions, and soon hundreds of millions.
In a matter of seconds, the battlefield had transformed completely.
The once-holy Divine Realm was now a writhing, suffocating expanse of abyssal corruption.
The Abyssal Summonings, driven by instinctive hatred of these pure and radiant beings, surged toward the angels like a black tide.
Their first targets were any angels below level 300—
And those angels were instantly obliterated, leaving nothing but drifting feathers and fading light in their wake.