Becoming a God Starts with Acting-Chapter 452: The Opening of the Battle

The final moment had arrived. There was no prior plan, nor was there anything that could be called team spirit.

At this moment, Nerio also opened his eyes. He seemed to have no strength left to argue with Cain anymore.

He merely tapped Cain's shoulder lightly. Cain followed his intent and released him.

High above, a massive bell took shape.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Three peals of the bell rang out thunderously, as if marking something. The three armies roared in unison and began their assault, no longer distinguishing between enemy and ally. Their wings blotted out the sky.

But they were only side dishes. What people truly cared about was the battle of the real rulers.

"You kill Marax. I'll kill Silvanus."

Vassago spoke, then immediately vanished into the air.

Amon snorted, breathing out a burst of flame in dissatisfaction. He naturally did not want to follow Vassago's orders, but at this moment, they had reached an unnamed agreement.

They would eliminate those people first. After that, the decisive match would belong to them.

Silvanus and the others had clearly guessed this as well.

The moment the battle began, Asta and Nick also took flight into the sky.

The instant Asta's wings spread open, the difference between he and these ordinary demons became obvious.

He raised his hand and clapped his palms together. The diamond in his hand instantly shattered into fine dust.

Right after that, he spread his arms, drawing along countless sparkling particles of dust.

In the blink of an eye, those particles suddenly transformed at an unimaginable speed, turning into countless sharp spikes that shot in all directions, striking the demons in midair with deadly precision.

At this point, he had already seen clearly that the armies of Vassago and Amon were obviously working together. Before long, their demon troops had been slaughtered miserably.

But with Asta's move, everything quickly stabilized again.

Nick at his side was not inferior in the slightest. Flames surged up around him, reflecting light in his light brown eyes. In an instant, fire rose with the wind, transforming into countless fireballs that shot straight toward the demons before exploding. The powerful shockwaves sent the struck demons flying in all directions.

Nick and Asta fought in tandem, almost dominating the sky. The shouts below thundered loudly, as if no one had expected that the opponents of Vassago and Amon would possess such talent.

At that moment, a violent gale suddenly rose. In an instant, the flames were blown straight toward Asta. Nick was startled and hurriedly retracted the fire. At the same time, waves of dark purple arrows suddenly shot down from the sky, aiming directly at Nick!

Nick had no time to react. He could only form a shield at the fastest speed possible.

But just then, countless diamond arrows appeared as well. Each one precisely collided with a dark arrow, instantly shattering and exploding in rapid succession. A chaotic burst of light followed, like a dazzling painting. Smoke and light billowed up, outlining the figures of two beings hovering high above.

One was a female demon whose body differed from that of most other female demons. She had jet black skin. However, her figure was not voluptuous or alluring. Instead, she looked small and slight, only around one meter fifty tall or perhaps even shorter.

Yet the wings on her back were truly enormous, nearly twice the size of her body. At this moment, a ring of wind continuously swirled around her, so powerful and sharp that it stretched the air itself, bringing relentless gusts that whipped up her cloak and hair, as well as those of the person beside her.

That person was a male demon with a burly physique, dense muscles packed so tightly they looked as if they might burst at any moment.

He wore no shirt, only a pair of tattered pants. Around him, dark arrows hovered in the air.

He smiled, his arrogant gaze looking down below as if he were staring at a swarm of ants.

"It's Natalia and Luther!"

"The two strongest subordinates beside Vassago and Amon!"

"Natalia, I love you! Charge!"

"Aaaaaaa Natalia!"

Clearly, the real powerhouses had arrived.

Nick silently clenched his fist, but at that moment, Asta's tail suddenly lashed out, striking him hard on the head.

Nick's eyes widened as he hurriedly dodged. "What are you doing?! Don't tell me you're a spy!"

Asta rolled his eyes and looked at Nick with disdain. "What am I doing? I'm obviously trying to knock some sense into you, idiot. You're from the Land of Light and yet you don't even know how to use Light?!"

Nick was embarrassed. "Of course I know. I was just panicking earlier!"

"If your actual combat skills are zero, just admit it," Asta mocked him outright.

High above, Natalia and Luther watched Nick and Asta actually start arguing. Luther immediately roared in fury, "Those who show no respect for their opponents deserve death!"

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

Arrows shot down from the sky, heading straight for Nick and Asta. At the same time, Luther folded his wings and dove down from above like a gigantic arrow, dark energy coiling tightly around him!

At this moment, Nick directly shoved Asta aside. At the same time, light erupted around him, so dazzling that even Asta could not help but squint.

Nick would show Asta that he was not that weak!

"Boom!"

Darkness and light collided violently. The explosion blasted the ordinary demons around them away. This place had already become a battlefield belonging solely to the strong.

And below, the battle that arrived late had nevertheless finally begun.

Cain looked at Amon, who was leading three demons as they stood before him. He suddenly curled his lips into a faint smile, one hand pressing against his chest, his voice soft and coquettish.

"Four against one, Amon. You really are shameless."

Seeing Marax in this state, the gazes of Amon's three subordinates all became hazy for a moment.

But Amon suddenly roared, like a heavy blow that snapped them back to their senses.

With a cold expression, Amon stared at Marax. "You want to use this trick on my subordinates? Keep dreaming!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he swung his hand. "Kill her!"

Silence. Not a single response.

Amon looked back in disbelief, only to see that the powerful subordinates who had been standing there just moments ago had suddenly turned into puddles of liquid, flowing across the arena floor like piles of snow melting under the sun.

At that moment, a familiar laugh suddenly rang out. "How many times do I have to say it? Do not underestimate your enemy. This division of yours was wrong from the very beginning."

As she spoke, her entire body suddenly vanished on the spot like a streak of light.

At the same time, countless jet black feathers abruptly appeared out of thin air, as if innumerable gates had been opened at once. They shot relentlessly toward Amon like a torrential downpour.

Amon knew their lethality well. He could only keep dodging nonstop while searching for Marax's figure.

However, thinking of what Marax had said, a sense of unease could not help but surge in Amon's heart.

Could it be that the child was not Marax's son? But no matter how he looked at it, that child had clearly been extremely weak…

On the other side, the remaining three subordinates of Vassago were flying about, slaughtering ordinary demons while rapidly searching for Nerio's whereabouts. Yet that child seemed to have vanished the very moment the battle began.

"Where the hell is that brat hiding so well?!"

"Could he still be over by Marax?"

"No way. Is he really Marax's child?"

From the tone of his words, one could hear his regret.

Who would have thought that the instant he finished speaking, a bone chilling cold suddenly surged forth violently, as if the air around them had all frozen solid.

Before he could say anything else, the two demons beside him suddenly turned into ice, then into pools of water. The transformation was so fast that from the outside, it looked as if two living demons had abruptly turned into water.

The demon hurriedly scanned his surroundings, yet still could not see the figure of anyone at all. He could only feel the air growing colder and colder…

"Get out here!" he roared madly. Dark spheres poured out around him and exploded without pause, shaking everything within a five meter radius with no room for escape…