From the moment Medici's violet flames ignited, the entire surrounding area was engulfed in a torrent of light, fire, and chaos, with countless symbols intertwining in a chaotic yet stunning way.
To his right appeared towering white dragons whose golden eyes were capable of analyzing the deepest emotions of living beings, while to his left was a flesh mountain of reproductive organs that exhausted an incomparable sense of reproduction and evil.
Throughout the battlefield, several bizarre creatures began to appear, some resembled feathered creatures burning in golden flames, others appeared as an illusory bookshelf, and one-eyed giants with black and blue skin.
In this final battle, all the angels present chose to show their complete Mythical Creature form, in the beginning, to quickly overwhelm their enemies!
Although the enemies have a greater number of Sequence 1s, they have more Sequence 2 angels capable of wielding Grade 0 sealed artifacts. As long as the Red of War Legion's formation is not completely broken, even Sequence 2 angels would be able to withstand attacks from Sequence 1s for a while.
However, their enemies would not idly stand by and allow them to achieve their goals. Suddenly, shadows that seemed to traverse dimensions emerged from various sides of the legion, surrounding figures like The Star Leonard and Demoness of Catastrophe Franca.
The moment they materialized, their eyes began to glow with an otherworldly brilliance, as if they held entirely new worlds within them, momentarily blinding everyone in their presence.
The radiant light expanded across the entire space, spreading outward as if to envelop all the angels within its reach.
As soon as their eyes finished glowing, a portion of the legion's angels along with other angels under the command of the Outer Deities disappeared out of thin air.
When the angels opened their eyes, they realized they were no longer above the distant planet they had been protecting.
They also felt that their previously established connection with the Red of War Legion's formation had also disappeared!
For some, a broken violet moon hung in the sky, glowing faintly against the oppressive darkness. Others found themselves in a forest whose trees reached the sky, each bearing twisted faces frozen in expressions of anger, fear, and hatred.
The air was thick with unease as if the very fabric of reality had turned against them.
Painting World!
From the moment one becomes a Dimensional Shadow, they gain the ability to create a unique world within a painting that is no longer separate from reality, storing it inside their body to use whenever they desire.
The condition is that the world must be detailed enough with information related to the reality, the spiritual, and the astral worlds contained within them, with only a single world being able to be used by them.
The geological structure and culture of the world would depend entirely on the creator's imagination.
When Franca opened her eyes, she realized that beside her were The Star Leonard, The Temperance Sharron, and The Sun Derrick looking up to the sky with frowning faces.
In the sky bathed in the violet veil of the broken moon, five existences were looking down at them with palpable malice.
The first two wore fresh flower wreaths, appearing beautiful, holding wooden bows and arrows like true deities, the third looked like a woman with closed eyes, weaving webs of fate.
The fourth seemed composed of water-colored time, their massive forms slowing everything around them, while the last one standing even higher than the rest was the Dimensional Shadow which had transported their portion of the legion into his painting world.
Although they did not have a mutual aid agreement and were merely temporary allies, they knew very well that if they did not work together for even a short time, they would have the chance of becoming the hunted instead of the hunter!
Despite their physical and spiritual differences, they all shared a ''smile'' that radiated an insatiable greed and a thirst for destruction upon those who dared to defy their lords.
In this battle, there are only two outcomes: To survive or to be consumed.
The final hunt has begun.