War did not begin with an army.
War began with a name.
When Heaven decided to send an Archangel, it meant one thing:
The situation was no longer under control.
What Is an Archangel?
In the Hall of Judgment, the giant Gate of Light opened once more.
But this time, what came out was not just a presence.
It was a being.
Tall.
Six pure white wings.
Golden armor covered in ancient runes.
A sword made of condensed light.
When this being stepped out of the gate, all the angels in the hall knelt.
Because Archangels were not soldiers.
They were weapons.
A voice echoed through the hall:
"State your designation."
The Archangel answered:
"Designation: Seraph Unit 7."
"Name: Xuan Gabriel."
"Rank: Archangel."
"Authority: Purification."
The voice from the gate spoke:
"Objective: Eliminate Demon General Lin Ye."
"Secondary Objective: Destroy Demon General Candidate Wu Ming."
"Primary Threat: Mo Wudao."
"Permission to engage: Granted."
The Archangel opened his eyes.
They were completely golden.
"Understood," he said.
And then he disappeared.
A New World
Lin Ye landed on a new world.
Beiming World.
This world was a frozen land filled with war tribes. Strong ruled. Weak died. There was no righteousness here, no justice, only survival.
Lin Ye stood on a snowy mountain and looked at the world.
"I like this place," he said.
"These people already live like demons."
Mo Wudao's voice echoed in his mind:
"Then make them stronger."
Lin Ye grinned and raised his hand.
Thousands of black books appeared in the sky and fell like snow across the world.
"Let's see," Lin Ye said,
"how many demons this world can create."
The Sky Tears Open
Before the books even touched the ground…
The sky split open.
A beam of golden light descended from the heavens and landed in front of Lin Ye.
The snow melted instantly.
The mountain began to collapse.
And from the golden light…
The Archangel stepped out.
Xuan Gabriel looked at Lin Ye like a king looking at a criminal.
"Demon General Lin Ye," he said calmly.
"Your existence is a violation of universal law."
"I am here to erase you."
Lin Ye looked at him for a few seconds.
Then he smiled.
"Finally," he said.
"Someone strong."
First Clash
Xuan Gabriel raised his sword and pointed it at Lin Ye.
"Kneel," the Archangel said.
"And I will grant you a painless death."
Lin Ye started laughing.
"You angels are very interesting," he said.
"You destroy worlds…"
"You kill millions…"
"And you still think you are righteous."
The Archangel did not react.
"Righteousness is defined by Heaven," he said.
"And Heaven does not make mistakes."
Lin Ye lifted his black sword.
"Then today," he said,
"Heaven will make one."
And then he attacked.
The Power Gap
Their swords collided.
The moment the black sword and the golden sword touched—
The entire mountain exploded.
Lin Ye was thrown backward hundreds of meters, crashing through three mountains before stopping.
He stood up, blood coming out of his mouth.
But he was smiling.
"Good," he said.
"This is a real fight."
Xuan Gabriel looked at him without emotion.
"You cannot win," the Archangel said.
"I am an Archangel."
"You are a Demon General."
"Our existence levels are different."
Lin Ye wiped the blood from his mouth.
"Maybe," he said.
"But demons…"
"Specialize in killing things stronger than them."
In the Void — The Mastermind Watches
Mo Wudao was watching the fight carefully.
He was not worried.
He was not nervous.
He was… calculating.
"Lin Ye cannot win," he said quietly.
"But he does not need to win."
The Great Demonic Script opened by itself.
Mo Wudao looked at Wu Ming's name.
"It's your turn," he said softly.
Meanwhile — Wu Ming's World
Wu Ming had turned the surviving half of Qingyun World into something new.
A Demonic City.
A Demonic Army.
A Demonic Cult.
But Wu Ming himself was not training like Lin Ye.
He was writing.
Planning.
Building.
When he heard Mo Wudao's voice, he stopped writing.
"The Archangel has appeared," Mo Wudao said.
"Lin Ye is fighting him."
Wu Ming adjusted his glasses.
"And you want me to do something," he said.
Mo Wudao smiled.
"Yes," he said.
"I want you to kill an Archangel."
Wu Ming was silent for a few seconds.
Then he smiled slightly.
"That sounds difficult," he said.
"I accept."
Back to the Battlefield
Lin Ye and Xuan Gabriel were still fighting.
Every collision destroyed mountains.
Every attack split the sky.
But slowly…
Lin Ye was losing.
His wounds were increasing.
His energy was decreasing.
The Archangel, however, was still calm and untouched.
"This is pointless," Xuan Gabriel said.
"You are not strong enough to fight me."
Lin Ye laughed, even while bleeding.
"I know," he said.
"I was never trying to beat you."
The Archangel frowned for the first time.
"What do you mean?"
Lin Ye grinned.
"I was just keeping you here…"
At that moment—
A massive black formation appeared under the Archangel's feet.
Xuan Gabriel looked down.
"…A trap?" he said.
Lin Ye smiled.
"I told you," he said.
"Demons don't fight fair."
The Strategist Appears
The space behind the Archangel suddenly distorted.
Wu Ming walked out of the distortion, holding a black book.
He looked at the Archangel like a scientist looking at an experiment.
"Fascinating," Wu Ming said.
"An Archangel specimen."
Xuan Gabriel looked at him coldly.
"Another demon," he said.
"Good. I will erase both of you."
Wu Ming shook his head.
"No," he said calmly.
"Today…"
"We will erase you."
The black formation activated.
Chains of darkness shot up and wrapped around the Archangel's wings.
For the first time—
The Archangel could not move.
Xuan Gabriel's golden eyes finally showed emotion.
"…Impossible."
Wu Ming opened the black book and said:
"Welcome to my world," he said.
"In this place…"
"Even gods can die."
Lin Ye raised his black sword.
Wu Ming activated the formation.
And the Archangel, for the first time, realized something very important:
Demons were not fighting to survive anymore.
They were fighting to win.