Rip!
A spacial gate was ripped open in the pitch black sky of purgatory.
"Holy, holy, holy!", the thing said over and over mechanically as its voice rumbled and shook the dimension. A structure of rings that had eyes all over its body spiraled in an uncanny fashion.
"F*ck! What is that!", at this point the mutt ignored the greedy demon and both scrambled to get in formation. The many eerie eyes blinked blankly.
"One of the highest existences in this realm, the thrones. Powerful angels, that are the chariot and weapons of god!", the Thoth system informed it.
"Warning! Do not draw attention!", the Thoth system said, worried.
".... Im not stupid..."
"This totally shattered the expectations of the images of the supposed perfect beings! That's an angel?!?! Aren't they just bird people?"
"System, how many faith points do you think it has?"
"Ill advised to look into it", it warned.
System: Didn't I just warn you!!!
That told the mutt all it needed to know. Only individuals with hundreds of billion faith points would incur a backlash if it took a peek.
"How the heck are we supposed to fight that!!!", the mutt looked at the back of the army and saw that the highest class were a few duke class demons! Didn't Flora say they didn't appear in battles?!
Many demons cowered a little in the face of the throne's light and its 6 glorious wings. Its rings continuously spun and widened the gate and angles started to continuously pour out.
(In the myths the highest seraphim angle had 3 pairs of wings while the other lower tiers had 2 pairs, but i wanted to add more wings for ascetic reasons)
Holy light dripped from the heavens from what it could remember from its lessons with Thoth, the mutt thought angels we're just humans with bird wings, but it's not good to stereotype. The angels in fact took on a myriad of different forms and look like they were carved from marble and pure light. Adorned in glossy robes, gold and white, they came in all sorts of abstract shapes like works of art. The angels even brought in their own orchestra with some blowing trumpets and even a quire.
The demons hissed curses and swore blasphemy to their prey with everything they had and the angels prayed and sang their blessed chorus with holy sounds. The mutt started to hear a low humming sound that hurt its ears.
"Warning, mental attack incoming form the songs of purification.", the roars of the demons tried to drown out the sounds but many started to feel a headache coming.
"Ouch!!!", due to its new demon constitution the songs had some effect on it.
"Arn't we already at a disadvantage!?!", the mutt was about to lose some confidence when a great unblessing showered them in a drizzle of golden coins along with a dark aura of sin.
"This is the sin of greed!", the mutt exclaimed, as black mist and coins shrouded the demons army and protected them from the holy song.
"It's lord Mammon!!!", many demons shouted his name, a demon king had come to their aid!
The mutt looked back to see a mass of unending evil aura. A average old looking man with a enormous gaudy crown sitting on top of a luxurious golden throne which sat on top on a floating island made of gold which sat on top of yet another bunch of fabulous treasures, was the source of the sin of greed.
The mutt picked up a coin curiously and stared at it, then it started to subconsciously yearn for more and looked at the treasure in the pile at the feet of tee lord Mammon. The feeling got stronger as if an obsessing was taking over it! It felt like it would do anything to get more golden coins!
"Warning!!! Host stop looking! Or you will be corrupted!", the mutt was only able to snap back with the help of the system and dropped the cursed coin. This tactic reminded it how Set charmed and fooled the Egyptian gods!
"One of the demons kings of purgatory. His primary territory is in the circle of greed. This demon had corrupted many mortals to ruin with whispers of wealth and fleeting momental value, he damed them all to hell."
"How despicable! Well... it is hell after all...", the coins induced loyalty and obsession. Lord Mammon can entice even demons to want more coins and they would be willing to do his bidding just to get more coins. Rumors say he may have give them out and demons would unknowingly be charmed and forced to pay off a mountain of dept. Some demons are aware of the trick, but the evil tactic still charmed them none the less.
Many of the lower-tier Angels did in fact look like humans with simple wings but the higher tiers took on slightly less inhuman forms some had extra heads and arms. The number of wings and how prominent their halos were signified their power and hierarchy many weren't even in humanoid forms some were likes sculptures
Compared to the demon legion there were all kinds of evolutionary engineered hybrids, monsters of death. None looked alike compared to the rank and file angels, the demons were a messy diverse group. They all hated the holy light the angels brought along with them. They also could only see bright specs of light and had to squint to see them.
The angles came in with a strict formation, bearing holy relics designed to burn the flesh of demons. The more important angles in the higher orders were in the back, just like the demon formation. The lowest ranks of the angles and demons clashed head first.
Angels plunged down and demons with wings flew up to intercept them. Screams and shouts from both sides rang as first blood was drawn from both sides.
The demon king watched the throne class angel carefully keeping it in check, but it didn't seem like the ring eyed thing was going to do much else besides acting as gate way. The demon king also didn't seem like it would make a move as long as the throne didn't, so he quietly just laid on his throne with his piles of treasure, mindlessly twirling a coin around his fingers. The war raged on as the big players didn't interfere.
Nobody made any indication of when to start fighting but soon the power of evil and good clashed. Energies of fire, water, wind, imbued with each side's respected aligned power. The holy angels stabbed at the demons with their blessed weapons. The demon lashed out primitively with their claws and teeth. Of course some demons had more sophisticated gear like cursed armors and swords as well.
It was utter chaos as the war came to a free for all scramble. The mutt pounced as the first angels descended from above with their spears pointed at it. Its three heads ripped and teared into the flesh of low class angel as its first victim, but not before the angle managed to land one final strike as it was killed with its spearhead sinking into the mutts torso.
"Ouch!", luckily it wasn't too fatal and the angle lacked the power to face off against the mutt. It tore its wings and a spit out burst of fire that burned the angel's flesh, carbonizing it to a black stick of ash.
"Ding! Gained 2078 sin points!", the Thoth system informed it. The charred corpse turned into light that was then corrupted by the the energies of hell. The energy was then absorbed by the sin system. The mutt was fascinated by the process when it noticed that not all of the energy was corrupted and some of it remained and suddenly zipped past it and returned to heaven through the gate.
"What was that?!"
"Replying, that is the soul and core being of the angel, it can be reforged and return back to its original form later on."
"What! Arnt they immortal then?!"
"The process will make them much weaker and it takes time for them to revive."
"It is also the same for the demons, as long as either isn't purified or corroded to oblivion, you can return back alive."
"Oh... thats reassuring."
The mutt checked it's wound that felt like it was enflamed and was constantly stabbing it with pain, one of its head clutched the handle of the spear at a tricky angle and managed to pull it out. While it might be able to resurrect with the convenient laws of this realm it didn't want to try it out, it wasn't like it had its trusty undying phoenix power with it after all.
"Analyzing, spear blessed by an principle class angle. Materials consist of 80% holy silver and 20% holy gold."
"Its holy all right...", like weak acid, just touching the weapon made the mutts mouth feel like it was sizzling.
"What should I do with this, it seem a bit of a waste to just leave it...", the mutts scavenging habits started to manifest. It decided to just store it in its necklace for now. It turned its heads viewing the battle field at a wide range, it was chaos.
War cries erupt as individual battles prop up in random places. The mutt remembered the horrors it saw when it's realm was at war. Of course its main focus was the gear and dropped items on the floor...