"Lucifer, if you are willing to serve the Holy Light again, the Radiance will embrace you once more."

The Crimson Cross Sword, it is the glory unique to Michael, that astonishing red color dyed by the blood of countless demons.

Lucifer rubbed the long hair draped over his shoulders and sneered, "If I recall correctly, it was the Radiance that abandoned me in the first place."

"Lucifer, you..."

Before Michael could finish, Lucifer interrupted, saying, "There's no need to say more, Michael. I have grown accustomed to the darkness. Approaching the temple of light again will only make me uncomfortable."

Lucifer reached out and gently stroked his black wings, sighing, "Black looks good too."

"Have you really made up your mind, Lucifer? You know the consequences of rejecting the light."

Lucifer put on a mocking smile and hoarsely replied, "The light is just a darker darkness within the darkness. I refuse to participate in your war, but I have never feared war."

Lucifer spread his wings and ascended into the sky, a pitch-black sword piercing through the yellow earth and landing in his hands.

This sword was once the holy sword of an angel, but after his fall, it transformed into a demonic sword, named "Seven Deadly Sins," representing the seven sins most loathed by the light.

"Wuwuwuwu..."

Gabriel blew the trumpet of the apocalypse, the mournful sound of the trumpet reverberating between heaven and earth. It was the trumpet of angels when they marched into battle, the hymn of judgment against evil.

Countless angels flew out in neat formations from the gates of heaven, their pure white wings contrasting with the azure sky, creating a magnificent scene.

"In the name of Satan, I declare war against the light."

Lucifer raised his sword and roared loudly. Enormous fissures appeared on the ground as a pitch-black gate to hell slowly rose, and countless hideous demons crawled out of the earth.

Four horses carrying knights charged towards the angels.

They were once the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, messengers of the light, but now they had fallen into darkness.

The conquering white, the destructive red, the famine-stricken black, and the deathly green.

They charged silently, but their strikes were powerful, each gallop taking the lives of numerous angels.

Seven black-winged demon guards stood by Lucifer's side.

They were angels, but angels belonging to the darkness.

The crowns on their foreheads seemed to narrate past glories, yet when they pointed their blades at their former comrades, there was no tremor in their hands.

The war between angels and demons.

Blood soaked the earth, staining the sky red, and only then did the two sides cease fighting.

Lucifer led the demons back to the underworld, with five of the fallen angels perishing, leaving only Samael, the Angel of Slaughter, and Lilith, the Angel of Seduction. The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse remained unscathed.

The angels suffered heavy casualties as well, with two archangels perishing, namely Midael, the Angel King, and Uriel, the Angel of Wisdom. Countless lower-ranking angels died.

Yahweh and Lucifer signed a peace treaty, promising not to interfere with each other and forbidding the initiation of wars.