As the two worlds moved toward each other, a loud "boom" resounded when they finally collided, successfully connecting. A massive passage between the two realms opened at the point of contact.
On Xia Yinyue's side, 2,000 Wind Spirits and the unified Angel Army stood ready to fight.
The angels, holding long spears, positioned themselves at the forefront of the passage, their demeanor exuding a solemn and sacred aura that commanded respect.
Behind them, the Wind Spirits hovered in the air, silver glowing orbs of power gathered in their hands, ready to unleash devastating magic at any moment.
"How dare these ignorant invaders open a passage between our realms," declared the leader of the angels, a Six Winged Archangel. Standing proudly at the peak, wielding two sacred swords, she spread her six majestic wings. Her tone was haughty, full of confidence.
Having evolved rapidly under Xia Yinyue's careful nurturing, the Six Winged Archangel had become the second most powerful entity on her planet, second only to the Forest Dragon. Her strength and status naturally bred arrogance, leaving her dismissive of any perceived threat.
"The leader is right! How dare these lowly creatures invade and insult our Mother God?" one of the angels proclaimed.
"If they dare come through, we'll annihilate them and march straight to their world to avenge the Mother God!"
The angelic army roared in agreement, their spirits burning with fervor.
When they learned their enemies were supposedly mere birds and octopus-like creatures, their confidence soared even higher.
After all, angels and Wind Spirits were high bloodline beings, naturally proud and disdainful of anything they considered inferior.
But suddenly, a voice from below broke the tension.
"Leader! Look at the passage it's moving! Something is coming through!"
The Six Winged Archangel, noticing the odd phenomenon, immediately issued a command.
"Prepare for battle! The enemy is coming!"
Golden light erupted from her body as the divine aura of her sacred swords spread across the battlefield.
The angels below flapped their wings, gripping their spears tightly, ready to charge at a moment's notice.
The vibration at the other end of the passage intensified, accompanied by a deafening cry.
"Caw !"
Hearing the cry, the Six Winged Archangel wasted no time and roared her command.
"Attack! Begin the charge!"
The angelic army surged forward like a tidal wave of white gold armor, a steel-like torrent rushing into the massive passage.
Leading the charge, the Archangel moved at lightning speed, reaching the forefront in mere moments.
But just as the army pushed deeper, they suddenly came to a halt.
The sky darkened.
A series of ear-piercing cries reverberated through the heavens, triggering buried memories in the angels' minds.
Panic flashed across their faces, and even the proud Six Winged Archangel began to tremble uncontrollably.
It wasn't fear born of logic; it was instinctual.
Moments later, enormous Roc birds burst out of the passage one after another, their massive wings blotting out the sun.
The sky shifted dramatically as clouds swirled and light dimmed under their shadows.
The six-winged Archangel froze in shock.
It was them.
The Roc birds she had encountered during her first planar war after ascending to a transcendent level.
Back then, her forces had been utterly decimated by these fearsome creatures.
And now, leading them was Roc, the very same one whose presence had once suffocated her with its overwhelming might.
As a brilliant, rainbow-like blur streaked through the sky, the leader of the Rocs emerged, radiating a powerful aura that shook the heavens. Its sharp, piercing gaze locked onto the Six Winged Archangel, sending shivers down her spine.
The angels, who had been full of bravado moments ago, suddenly broke into chaos.
"Retreat! Fall back immediately!"
"Everyone scatter and find cover in the trees!"
The Six Winged Archangel's frantic orders rang out, and her composure shattered.
Her forces, no longer holding their ground, turned tail and fled.
Among them were veterans who vividly remembered the massacre during the previous planar war, where 2,000 soldiers were mercilessly slaughtered by these same Rocs.
That event had left deep scars on their psyche, haunting them to this day.
The Six Winged Archangel herself could still recall the moment the Roc leader had soared past her, its aura alone suffocating her, making her feel death was imminent.
It was the first time in her life she had ever truly tasted fear.
Though she had grown stronger since then, reaching the pinnacle of her rank, the sight of Roc reminded her of her vulnerability.
Meanwhile, the Wind Spirits, baffled by the angels' sudden retreat, shouted in confusion.
"What's happening? Why are they running?"
"Yes, those creatures are large and powerful, but their numbers are small!"
"Why is the noble angel race so terrified?"
Despite their confusion, the Wind Spirits decided to press on.
"We have no choice but to take the lead now!"
"Wind Spirits, advance! Use your magic to blow their heads off and bring glory to our Mother God!"
At their leader's command, the Wind Spirits charged ahead.
They unleashed the storms they had been gathering, sending powerful gales roaring toward the Rocs.
But before the winds could strike, more figures emerged from the passage.
Massive tentacles reached out, easily dissipating the magical winds with their sweeping motions.
In moments, the tentacles grabbed the Wind Spirits like helpless chicks, lifting them high into the air.
As the tentacles wriggled and more creatures appeared, the true form of these invaders became apparent it was the Sea Emperor race.
The angels, now watching from behind, saw the arrival of these colossal squid-like beings and felt an odd sense of familiarity.
But when the monstrous Gatanothor finally emerged, their worst fears were confirmed.
It was the very same Sea Emperor army that had once annihilated their forces.
The Six Winged Archangel's heart sank further as she scanned the battlefield.
Her mind raced with questions, her fear mounting.
"Will that tiger-like monster show up as well?"
She shuddered at the memory of the massive, fanged creature that had once swallowed a lightning storm whole and annihilated all life in its path.
Thankfully, this time, it seemed the tiger-like beast wasn't among the invaders.
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