230: Slay the Angels

"You... are happy?" The Four-Winged Angel was a bit uncertain.

Xu Le thought to himself that he had almost exposed himself. He considered several plans in his mind and finally put on his most arrogant appearance.

"Of course! I have already learned to summon angels; no one in this world is my match. Who sent you, and what is your purpose? Confess properly, and I will forgive your sins on behalf of God."

"Pfft!" The Four-Winged Angel sneered heartlessly. Unfortunately, he now looked like an old man, which was quite a buzzkill!

"Do you know what Rank 10 Faith means? Do you know that [Summon Angel] is a closely guarded secret of the Pope? Even the successor to the Pope cannot even see the cover of the Spell book before the coronation ceremony is complete."

"A fake like you, worthy???"

"Tell me, how do you want to die? I'll give you a quick end!"

Xu Le was silent for a long time before saying, "If I really have to die, I want to die of old age."

The Four-Winged Angel shook his head. "That joke isn't funny at all. I am a kind-hearted old man, how could I practice Spells like 'Draining Vitality and Lifespan'? But don't worry, I will send your Soul into Hell. If your Luck is good, you might achieve your wish!"

If he were someone sent from above, he would definitely be reluctant to throw a Soul into Hell. The only reason the old man would do this was to silence him.

Xu Le was now completely certain that this was an angel sent by the "fake" Son of God, and he immediately felt relieved.

At the same time, he despised the other party even more. To choose to silence someone and then plan to throw their Soul into Hell afterward—it was so naive it made one want to cry!

"Die. Remember, the one who killed you is called Diis," the Four-Winged Angel said, tearing a scroll. A rift appeared in front of Xu Le, intending to tear him in half.

Dense Dark Magic Power bloomed, followed by an intense tearing force. Clearly, the opponent did not intend to expose his Light Magic Power.

"So many scruples!"

Xu Le felt disdain in his heart. His Divine Soul immediately saw through the flaw in this Spell.

Its power was indeed strong; no matter how one fled, it would be difficult to escape the increasingly surging tearing force. The further one ran, the more miserably they would die later. But as long as one suppressed the fear in their heart, withstood the first wave of tearing, and rushed behind the rift, all danger would be resolved.

Xu Le feigned fear, stumbled, and easily avoided the rift's tearing force.

"You have some Luck, but unfortunately..." As the Four-Winged Angel spoke, a warning sign suddenly rose in his heart, and his body retreated frantically.

A pair of sharp claws missed their mark. Then, astral wind suddenly rose as a massive Kunpeng flew into the sky, fanning a violent gust of wind at him.

"Heretic, just a mere New God, yet you dare to strike at me!" As if his dignity were being trampled, the Shield and Light Sword essential for an angel appeared in the Four-Winged Angel's hands.

Xu Le's sneak attack failed. Just as he was about to reveal his true form, he heard the Kunpeng say, "Keep your identity hidden; don't move. A mere Rank 39 Four-Winged Angel, I am enough!"

The same use of "mere" was clearly a retort to the Four-Winged Angel.

The Four-Winged Angel didn't know what Rank 39 meant, but with strength close to a Six-Winged Angel, being mocked as "mere" by a New God made him fly into a rage.

He hadn't made a move in recent centuries; did they really think he was just idling his life away?

Holy Light flickered on the Light Sword. With a flap of his wings, the Four-Winged Angel turned into a stream of light and slashed his sword directly at the Kunpeng's wing.

As the Light Sword slashed down, the Kunpeng vanished instantly; he had only hit an afterimage.

"Competing with me in speed? Who gave you the courage?"

The Kunpeng questioned coldly, appearing behind the Four-Winged Angel but not striking, instead waiting for the other's answer.

Furious, the Four-Winged Angel slashed a sword strike directly at the spectating Xu Le, then soared high to entangle the Kunpeng and prevent him from providing support.

The sword light was too fast!

As soon as it appeared, it had already reached Xu Le's forehead. Even with the assistance of his Divine Soul, he was still a notch below due to the difference in Rank.

"I can only give up on the Alt Account!"

"This dog of an angel must die. I'm going to rip his wings off."

Xu Le steeled his heart, deciding to release his Main Account. After cooperating with the Kunpeng to kill the opponent, he would immediately use the "Wormhole Shuttle" to flee.

However, a Wind Shield appeared out of thin air in front of Xu Le, blocking the Light Sword.

'What Skill is this?'

Xu Le looked at the Kunpeng's panel, which was still a string of question marks, and his evaluation of the Kunpeng rose by another level.

A Kunpeng of only Rank 9 was actually fighting evenly with a Rank 39 angel.

On one side was a sharp Light Sword, and on the other were the Kunpeng's wings, yet in their exchange, the two were surprisingly well-matched.

Not just in speed, but even in terms of strength and Physical Body, the Kunpeng was not inferior at all, even slightly superior.

The invisible wind clashed with the Holy Light once again. At first, the Four-Winged Angel could find time to sneak attack Xu Le, but later he was so hard-pressed he couldn't catch his breath; even with all his strength, he found his strength lacking.

Whoosh!

A gust of astral wind swept across the Four-Winged Angel's wings. The opponent was a beat too slow, and the tip of his wing was caught; there was no flesh and blood flying, but rather Holy Light dissipating.

The Four-Winged Angel let out a heart-wrenching roar and attacked the Kunpeng like a madman. As a result, the Kunpeng found several more opportunities, landing a few more hits that made the angel howl in a mad rage.

The Kunpeng was like an experienced hunter, not greedy for quick success. No matter how miserably the opponent cried out, he stopped after a successful strike, leaving a gash and then preparing for the next attack.

"Who exactly are you?" the angel roared unwillingly.

"Dead people don't deserve to know my name!" The Kunpeng narrowed his eyes, flipped over, and extended both claws to grab the angel's back, directly shredding the base of two wings.

The angel wailed in agony. Amidst the heart-wrenching pain, there was a sense of satisfaction as if a scheme had succeeded.

His four wings suddenly turned into white Holy Light, and his speed far exceeded before, as he shuttled rapidly like a stream of light.

The Kunpeng hurriedly retracted its claws but still took a few hits. It tried its best to avoid vital areas, leaving a trail of feathers on the ground.

Golden blood stained the feathers, making them look like golden flying knives. The veins were clear, and the down was distinct; they were definitely high-value artworks.

"Hahaha, without wings, let's see how arrogant you can be!" The angel laughed loudly, completely forgetting that he was in a much worse state than the other.

A flash of heartache crossed the Kunpeng's eyes. Standing in place, it flapped its wings, and those feathers on the ground erupted with a strong, sharp aura, turning the surrounding earth and stones into powder.

The angel panicked and wanted to flee directly, but he no longer had wings and could only watch as the "flying knives" on the ground whistled past him.

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle... In just one second, over a hundred wounds appeared on his body. The accompanying Saber Qi made him almost experience Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, but he survived in the end.

As long as he was alive, there was still a chance.

He wore a stubborn smile, only to find the Kunpeng opposite him smiling even more despicably!

He felt his body lighten as he was grabbed by the Kunpeng and thrown directly into an unfamiliar place.

"Contractor, hurry and use the soul-hooking chain, then use the Soul-Devouring Demon Spirit to Possession him!"