Ancient God in the Modern World

Screeechhhh!

After Allen finished stabilizing his power, he immediately went out to find the Purple Vermillion.

"Stripes, weaken the bird, but don't kill it."

After saying that, Allen went off of Stripes' back and let the latter do as he was told.

Then, after an hour, Stripes is dragging back the limp body of the beast towards Allen.

It is not hard for him to defeat the beast.

As of now, Allen and Stripes are on the hollow point.

Allen and stripe would not compromise themselves in places that were full of demonic energy. As long as he has a choice, he will use his followers to enter there and would not enter with his Divine body.

"This beast, if it's not injured, I don't think Stripes can harm it."

Unlike Stripes, the Purple Vermillion innately has wings from birth. It could be said that it is made for the skies. If it wants to escape, it can escape as fast as it could.

Furthermore, its wings are a long wider than Stripes. It has a wingspan of about three hundred meters while Stripes only have about one hundred and twenty meters or so.

However, that is not too bad. After all, Stripes' asset is not on his wings. Rather, it was on his teeth and claws.

"Purple looked evil…but pretty."

Screech!

As the bird saw Allen, the God of Life and Death, it screeched and tried to flap its wings. Unfortunately, Stripes had long crippled them.

"Creature, I've taken fancy of you."

Allen said as he walked towards the beast step by step.

In front of the beast, Allen is like an ant. However, the beast knew that that was not Allen's real size. At the same time, Allen could also not be judged by his size.

The Divine energy that Allen has in his body could kill the bird in a matter of seconds. However, that's not Allen's plan.

Allen then snapped his fingers and created a ball of fire.

Crackle!

Seeing this, the Purple Vermillion's eye widened in fear.

Whoosh!

After forming the fire, Allen did not waste any more seconds and threw it to the poor bird.

"Order of fire!"

Let's try this Eternal Fire.

Screeeeeecccccchhhhh!

As Allen's Eternal Fire touched the bird, it screeched in pain. Its demonic flesh is sizzling as it was burning with the Eternal Fire and the smell of roasted demonic flesh wafted in the air. However, neither Allen nor Stripes were attracted to it.

Meanwhile, after an hour, the sizzling stopped.

"Purple Vermillion? I will now call you scarlet."

Indeed, Allen did not burn the Purple Vermillion to death. Rather, he used the fire to burn away the demonic energies in the flaming body of the vermillion and rebirthed it with a body made of flaming Divine energy.

"The authority of the God of the Primordial Fire is satisfying. I wonder if I can get the authority of the other Divine Spirits from my era."

Now that he had tasted it, he began to crave for more.

I already have the Eternal Fire, I wonder what is the BenBen of the Egyptians.

Allen wondered but in the next second, Allen put all those thoughts in the back of his mind and looked at Scarlet.

…

Meanwhile, on Hestia's side, she had finished preparing the elven army and is now ready for the war. However, she was in a dilemma because she is not good with warfare.

Although she might be better than mortals, their enemy at this time is a Demon.

Now that it came to this, she did not know why did she take with her the elven army.

Whoosh! Boom! Rumble!

However, before she could even declare the start of the war, some from the sky came crushing towards their camp.

"Bastard Bird, you made me lose face!"

In the next second, she heard a familiar voice. At the same time, Allen's mark on her also began vibrating.

Whoosh!

Without hesitation, she flashed towards the crash.

In there, there is a crater about three kilometers long and a hundred meters deep.

At the end of the crated, there lays the vermillion bird. It is scarlet in color and looks stunning under the rays of the sun.

However, all that grandeur is destroyed by a man that kept on stomping on its head.

"Why are you so hard-headed…"

Stomp!

In the next second, the elven army gathered around and kneeled.

"Your eminence the God of Life and Death, we are graced by your presence."

At this moment, Allen stopped stomping on scarlets head and headed down.

Whoosh!

In the next second, another flying creature appeared.

It is none other than Stripes, the winged tiger.

"My Lord, thank you for gracing us with your presence," Hestia bowed as he approached Allen.

However, Allen did not immediately entertain her and tended to his two beasts.

"Scarlet, don't wander too far or else…" Allen glared at her. He did not like what happened just now and was thinking of punishing her. "Stripes, guard her."

After that, she faced Hestia and asked.

"How are the things in here?"

"Your eminence, ever since the purple…vermillion left, the Vermillion Horror had been infested with snake Demons."

Hestia felt odd saying Purple Vermillion as she saw Scarlet.

Although Allen did not say, she had speculated that Scarlet must be the Purple Vermillion that once owned the Vermillion Horror.

"Continue with your plans. Draw Apophis out from his lair with the war. I will not join you for the time being. However, I will appear when necessary."

Allen knew that he cannot appear in the early stage of the battle. Or else, Apophis might not come out.

Furthermore, Allen needed to hide to catch the latter off guard.

"Yes, my Lord."

With that, Hestia declared the start of the war.

"SOLDIEEERRRSSS! WE'RE SETTING OUT!"

"Pile Up!"

HONNNNKKKKK!

After she said it, the elven commanders began organizing their teams.

Sounds of horns could be heard as well as the shouts of the army. Then, as they began marching, the elves also began to chant. Along with it, loud thuds resonated from the ground.

Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!