Entering Apocalypse in Easy-Mode
Chapter 397: Sudden Darkness

Chapter 397: Sudden Darkness

All eyes at the table turned toward Gabriel.

The calm and calculated Archangel now wore an expression none of them had ever seen on him before. His face was shocked and then turned into tightening into grim realization. Although at this point that expression is constantly at his expression.

The silence was deafening and heavy with understanding. They didn’t need to ask who it was.

There was only one being reckless or bold enough to launch a direct assault on Archangel Gabriel’s sanctum.

It was definitely the mortal himself, the anomaly.

Gabriel rose almost looked like a jump from his seat, the polished stone beneath his chair cracking slightly under the sudden shift of his weight.

The air around him shimmered, heat rippling off his skin like an invisible blaze. His serene aura had vanished and replaced by a barely contained fury that ignited the very space around him.

"If we are truly going to unite our forces," Gabriel said with low and taut voice, "then now is the time to act. No more talk."

He didn’t wait for their replies because right now his domain was under attack and the enemy wasn’t a Demon or a wayward god.

It was him. That mortal who carried the scent of corruption and destruction all this time.

Gabriel’s jaw clenched tight. His hand twitched once before he raised it and tore open a portal in the air with a sweep of his will.

Cracks of gold and white split the space, revealing the blinding skies of his domain beyond.

His clenched fists that trembled not from fear but from fury that barely contained.

Archangel power flared brighter around him like a fire that scorched the edges of the portal. His wings shimmered into view.

He turned to no one, said nothing else, and stepped into the portal.

It closed behind him with a thunderous snap.

At the table, the gods and Archangels remained seated in heavy silence.

Poseidon muttered, "So it begins."

Zeus, Hades, Raphael, and Michael still sat in their seats. None of them had expected an attack to come so suddenly—not just anywhere, but at the very heart of Gabriel’s domain.

Gabriel’s words echoed in their minds, if they truly wanted to unite, then now was the time.

However, the divisions that had lasted for centuries made the gods hesitate. Aiding the Archangels—beings they had fought against more than once—proved harder than merely proposing an alliance.

But there was no other choice. Zeus, Hades, and Poseidon all understood that they would have to deploy their forces to aid Gabriel.

Raphael stood, prompting Michael to rise as well.

"I’m still unsure whether this alliance will work," Raphael said in a grim tone, looking at Zeus, Hades, and Poseidon. "Because of this attack, we’ve lost the chance to take the conversation to a deeper level. I’m starting to believe that anomaly knew

about this meeting... and attacked deliberately to delay it."

He turned to Michael, who responded with a brief nod. Then Raphael opened a portal to Gabriel’s domain, with Michael following close behind.

Zeus, Hades, and Poseidon looked at one another. The air between them was tense now.

"What?" Hades said, turning his sharp gaze toward Zeus. "This was your idea. Don’t tell me you’re thinking of backing out now."

Zeus let out a long sigh, rubbing his forehead as sparks of lightning flickered at his temples. Then, after a moment, he gave a curt nod. "Fine. I go and send my forces. This is actually the perfect chance to capture that abomination."

He rose to his feet, his robe crackling with storm energy. Across from him, Poseidon also stood and rolled his shoulders.

"I’ll send a portion of my army," Poseidon said. "A small vanguard. Enough to reinforce Gabriel’s defenses until the rest can be summoned."

Hades, however, remained still for a moment longer. Then he shook his head.

"I’m not calling my army," he said plainly. "What little I have left has already been thinned by corruption. I’ll go myself."

The other two gods looked at him, but neither objected. There wasn’t time for debate.

Without another word, Hades turned and stepped toward the portal that Raphael and Michael had just used. With a flick of his hand, it shimmered back into existence, dark and silent. While cloaked in shadow, he stepped through.

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Hades emerged into Gabriel’s domain, and the moment he arrived, his eyes narrowed.

The scene before him was chaos.

Several of the massive golden pillars that once stood tall had collapsed, broken into ruins. Energy still sparked from the shattered foundations.

Cracks spidered across the sanctified marble platforms and earth, and the air was thick with the scent of scorched light and seared magic.

Signs of battle were everywhere.

And in the sky above him, two figures clashed with blinding speed.

Hades know that one of them is Gabriel. They was locked in a deadly aerial battle. His wings flared like blazing suns, his spear striking with powerful force.

But his opponent met him blow for blow. He also fast and relentless.

Hades clenched his fists slowly, watching the duel unfold.

It was him. The mortal, the anomaly.

Even from here, Hades could feel power that shouldn’t belong to a human. Angelic, Demonic, and something deeper, something older, woven together in perfect defiance.

Hades stepping forward as shadows curled at his feet.

Clyde slashed his Elderglass sword, sending a crescent wave of Demon energy toward Gabriel. He could see the Archangel’s fury explode the moment he noticed Clyde wearing Uriel’s armory.

Gabriel’s attacks had grown more brutal and forceful. There was no longer any restraint, no more calculated strikes—only raw, relentless aggression.

"HYAAAHHH!" Gabriel shouted, swinging his spear at the incoming crescent. The clash shattered the energy wave into bursts of scattered light.

Without hesitation, Gabriel flared his wings and shot forward toward Clyde like a divine missile.

Clyde braced himself, ready to strike again. He activated his [Burning Hand] skill. Flames ignited along his blade, which he then fused with Demon energy, turning the fire into a darker, more sinister blaze.

But then—he felt something creeping up from behind.

A moment later, tendrils of darkness wrapped around his vision.

"Shit!"

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