Chapter 328: Orelus

Angels are undoubtedly powerful. In the Christian system, while God rarely makes direct appearances, angels frequently manifest, sometimes to combat evil, other times to guide humanity.

God is singular, but within Christianity, there exists a dualistic opposition—**angels and demons**.

According to medieval beliefs, those who oppose angels are demons.

"This is a bit troublesome."

The **Medicine of God** currently represents the attribute of **"earth."**

Thus, rocks and soil become its tools. The earlier rain of stone spikes was blocked by **Thorom's Spell**.

But the six wings showed no signs of weakening. The surrounding skyscrapers crumbled, their concrete materials absorbed to replenish the wings of the **Medicine of God**.

Even while flying in the sky, the **Medicine of God**, representing **"earth,"** could continuously draw power from the ground. Perhaps at an altitude of ten thousand meters, this power could be suppressed.

But Li Mo didn't have that capability.

"A normal war of attrition isn't feasible."

He should have realized this when he observed that the descending angel was the **Medicine of God**. **Raphael** is, after all, an angel of healing, and to some extent, it possesses a form of immortality.

Li Mo was the same. The skill held by his **third tail**, **"Pseudo-Immortality,"** was a product of blending multiple forms of immortality. The process of refining life force into mana was smooth.

**Boom————!**

After switching from passive defense to countering with magical blasts, the **Medicine of God** realized that the man before it couldn't be dealt with using ordinary means. Instinctively manipulating the elements, it tore open the already cracked earth once more. The foundations beneath the special concrete mixed with the soil below, sweeping up the surrounding skyscrapers into a tidal wave.

Not an ocean wave, but a wave of rock.

This wasn't the work of human hands—it was a natural disaster.

Perhaps because the instigator was right in front of it, the **Medicine of God** didn't resort to world-ending spells but instead used attacks of this scale.

Li Mo sensed the range of the attack.

"There's no one else in this area."

When the battle began, he had sent his **shikigami** out to assist in evacuating people. Now, within the affected range, there were no other living beings.

"At the very least, I'm someone like **Accelerator**, right?"

The wave of rock loomed before him, taller than the half-collapsed skyscrapers beside him. It was dozens of meters high—even **Godzilla** would be swallowed by such a wave.

Li Mo spread his tails. The four pure white tails stood out clearly amidst the dense fog of mana.

The next second, Li Mo was engulfed by the wave of rock. The concrete, soil, and other building materials surged forward, then settled, having seemingly buried their enemy.

The **Medicine of God** floated in the air.

Surrounding it were the ruins of shattered skyscrapers, some cut in half, others with massive holes revealing their steel skeletons. Between the two rows of ruined skyscrapers, where the street had once been, the asphalt was now buried under a layer of rock and soil.

The next moment, an explosion erupted from the street buried under the mudslide. A concentrated blast of pure mana burst through the debris.

First to emerge were the pure white tails, which then slowly spread apart, revealing the figure they had protected.

Li Mo stood before the **Medicine of God**, almost completely unharmed.

Faced with such a wide-ranging attack, Li Mo had no choice but to land and use **Thorom's Spell** to protect himself. Strangely, within the mudslide, there was a certain conceptual force. At the time, he hadn't consciously realized it—after all, he couldn't observe it to become aware. By the time he did, the entire weight of the earth was pressing down on him.

—In the urgency of the moment, Li Mo had no choice but to use his tails to protect himself, then blast a path open with mana.

The **Medicine of God** didn't stop. The concrete, soil, and other materials from the mudslide were once again utilized.

Manipulate, condense, shape, and imbue with a soul.

A massive stone golem appeared before Li Mo. It wasn't humanoid—it was a giant serpent.

The **Medicine of God**, **Raphael**, is an angel of healing, and thus its imagery is closely tied to serpents.

Moreover, the stone golems weren't just one or two—they were a swarm. Most of them took the form of serpents. In the biblical system, the serpent holds a special place—it was the being that tempted Adam and Eve to eat the forbidden fruit. In later interpretations, it was given the name **"Satan."**

"What's this?"

Li Mo squinted at the stone golems. He instinctively felt that these golems had their own unique traits, but he couldn't discern what they were. He quickly gave up—he couldn't decipher an angel's spells on the spot.

**Strength manifests miracles.**

A vast amount of mana is often the most powerful weapon.

Li Mo's extravagant use of magical blasts became a spectacle, especially since these blasts were enhanced by the **Authority of the Beast**. The stone golems couldn't even get close to him.

Instead, they were picked off one by one. But after being destroyed, they would reform, much like **Stiyl Magnus's** **"Innocentius."** These golems had no concept of death.

As Li Mo tried to approach the **Medicine of God**, the stone golems blocked his path. With each destruction, the golems would reform—not just revive, but merge with others, growing stronger with each fusion.

Scanning through his arsenal in his mind, Li Mo suddenly realized that if he wanted to go all out, his only option was to activate the **"Second Tail's** **End of Four Nights."**

This skill, derived from **Angra Mainyu**, was named after the endless four-day loop in **Fate/hollow ataraxia**, even though that story hadn't unfolded in this world. The skill's effect was formidable, granting immense power, but at the cost of lasting only for the duration of a single battle. Afterward, his body would be completely drained, leading to death—only to be revived through sheer willpower.

It was a truly desperate move.

Or perhaps, he could use **Light Execution**?

A skill rooted in the death of the **Son of God** at **Golgotha**, it should be effective against angels, right?

Since it was a newly acquired ability, Li Mo hadn't immediately thought of it.

"The blood and flesh of the Son of God…"

Li Mo destroyed another golem, this time requiring multiple magical blasts to do so.

The **Medicine of God** itself floated in place, a massive magic circle appearing behind it. Li Mo sensed danger.

He couldn't immediately decipher the magic circle, but his instincts told him it was extremely dangerous.

But… the next moment, something unexpected happened. The angel, positioned in the sky, was struck by an unknown force and sent flying backward, crashing into a distant skyscraper and raising a cloud of dust.

Then, Li Mo saw a blond man appear on the battlefield.

The man wore a light blue shirt with a beige vest over it. He was tall, with a faint smile on his face—though the smile seemed fake.

He walked leisurely through the ruins, hands behind his back.

"Don't worry, no innocents will be harmed. The power of the **Northern European Throne** ensures that when I strike down an angel, it won't affect bystanders. I also won't kill the angel without knowing your intentions—that would be foolish. If I killed it and you stole its authority, that would be troublesome.

Oh, and I haven't introduced myself. You can call me Ollerus."