142: The Last Elegy of the Cruel Angels

… the remote rear of the city.

The sand rain here was sparse, and although the streets were littered with corpses,

their numbers were already far lower than in the central area.

Inside the underground dome where nobles privately frequented, crystal lamps brightly illuminated the auction stage.

Slave traders dragged Female Angels by their silver hair, pulling them onto the platform, their snowy white wings suddenly flapping against their shackles.

The host struck a golden gavel: "Gentlemen, a limit of two per person!"

Grit was rattling against the dome, and on the stage, only seven or eight huddled figures remained.

"After all…" He wiped sweat and smiled, "Live shields that can block sand rain are few and far between."

"I bid 5 other shore divine flowers!"

"6, 6!"

"8! 8! You must give them to me! You must give them to me!!!"

…Although in Chuangsheng Country, strategic resources like the other shore divine flower are not allowed for private ownership,

still,

it couldn't stop the private possession of such priceless items by nobles and wealthy merchants.

The value of each other shore divine flower was more than enough for any city.

And now,

they could only be exchanged for these lowly Female Angels.

Just to save one's own life.

Everyone felt it wasn't worth it.

But what could they do?

If their lives were gone, what good were all the resources, all the other shore divine flowers they held?

Wouldn't it just be making a wedding dress for someone else?

The people around looked at each other, their eyes bloodshot.

They were like a pack of wolves… "This gentleman bids 12 flowers. Congratulations to him for obtaining this life-saving ticket."

Seeing no one responded,

the host smiled and handed the whip to a fat man.

The fat man, gritting his teeth, very reluctantly gave 12 other shore divine flowers to the other party.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!"

Three sounds of whips tearing through flesh suddenly rang out.

The Female Angel, who was being auctioned, had three bloody marks appear on her body.

Even so, the Female Angel dared not utter a single wail.

"You stinking bitch! I spent so much money buying you!"

"You infuriate me! Once I reach a safe place, I will torture you until you wish you were dead!"

"Only then can I vent my hatred! My 12 divine flowers!!!"

The fat man pulled the iron chain around the Female Angel's neck, leading her out like a dog.

The remaining Female Angels hung their heads low, golden blood dripping from their wings onto the cold display stand.

They knew that even if they could block the sand rain, in the eyes of the nobles, they were still base merchandise.

"We… are ultimately just money-losing goods."

Chains clanked, but no one heard the despair in their hearts.

Just then, the dome cracked open with a crash!

A graceful figure stepped on a sword in mid-air, a luminous sword in her hand reflecting a chilling, cold light.

She looked down, her eyes filled with murderous intent:

"Beasts, no amount of killing is too much!"

A white light descended, directly piercing from the fat man's head to below his body.

Forming a huge hole.

The white light trembled, and blood splattered onto the Female Angel beside him… The chain fell to the ground, and the rescued Female Angel knelt, tears mixed with bloodstains falling.

Is it an enemy invasion?

But that's fine… This world… is already beyond saving…" She looked up at the collapsing dome, "Perhaps… it should all be destroyed…"

But everything was completely different from what she had expected.

Behind the woman who had appeared out of nowhere, thousands of flying swords emerged.

They swept past her wings, instantly killing all the nobles here.

And a flying sword swept past her own neck.

With a clang.

The iron ring broke.

Like a bird freed from its cage, she regained her freedom.

"Are you… here to save us?"

"Are you a god?"

The woman flying on the sword showed a smile.

"I am the strongest at slaying demons, and it is my mission to act on behalf of heaven."

"But, of course, this is all my Lord Lin Mo's command to save you."

The Female Angels silently chanted Lin Mo's name… "Lin Mo… Is he the true God?"

…Anna was overjoyed, hopping and clapping her hands incessantly.

Her black robe could no longer withstand her violent movements.

With a rip, it split open—

Revealing her snowy white skin.

And her pure white feathered wings… Suddenly.

Anna's movements abruptly froze, her face instantly turning crimson.

She hurriedly covered her torn robe, lowering her head, not daring to look at Lin Mo.

"I-I'm sorry!" Her voice was as faint as a mosquito's buzz, her ear tips flushed red, "I was too unseemly… behaving like this in front of you…"

Lin Mo smiled: "It's nothing, a little excitement is normal, after all, those nobles who oppressed you have already been eliminated by me."

"Hmm, thank you for saving my sisters…"

Although Anna was happy,

there was still a hint of worry on her face.

Her expression was hesitant.

Lin Mo raised an eyebrow.

"Speak."

"Master, will you always protect us?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, will you defeat Creation Saint God and permanently reign as king in the Mid-Level Battlefield?"

This question stumped Lin Mo.

He certainly didn't want to always mess around in the Multiverse Battlefield.

However, this was the best way to clear the invasion of Blue Star.

Once the greatest danger was resolved,

Blue Star would be safe.

Of course, Lin Mo felt that since this Multiverse Battlefield had a Mid-Level Battlefield,

then there would definitely be a High-Tier Battlefield later.

He would certainly have to enter the High-Tier Battlefield.

So, rationally speaking, he wouldn't stay in the Mid-Level Battlefield forever.

Even if the Female Angels here were very alluring!

Seeing Lin Mo didn't answer,

Anna's eyes turned red, but her face wore a smile.

"Anna spoke out of turn… Master, please don't mind…" She forced a smile, her wings trembling slightly, her fingertips unconsciously twisting the hem of her clothes.

At this moment,

a round of applause came from afar.

The Seventh General, Sixth General, and Fifth General, the three of them, led a large army to set up a barrier.

They arrived at the base of the tower.

"Heh, interesting, someone is actually willing to flirt with a lowly Female Angel."

"Brothers, aren't your eyes opened…"

"Someone actually likes this kind of cheap bitch, it's hilarious."

"Humans are probably also low-level beings, otherwise, why would they empathize with beasts."

"Hahaha…"

All the subordinates burst into laughter.

As if they had witnessed the most ludicrous thing in the world.

It seemed Lin Mo's ambition was only this high.

They had almost overestimated him back then.

At the same time,

Lin Mo also released Amaterasu Hime to guard in front of him.

"What's this?"

Even Earth Immortal level dares to be presumptuous.

Only Dilireba, who was casting a continuous sandstorm spell beside Lin Mo, posed a threat.

Everyone looked at each other.

And immediately had a countermeasure.

Old Six and Old Seven would deal with Amaterasu Hime and harass Dilireba, who was casting her spell.

Fifth General, Light of the Holy Shield, Leon, would take the opportunity to instantly kill Lin Mo.