111: Seraph's Judgment

In Western mythology, angels have always been a very mysterious race.

It is rumored that angels are a species created by God, specifically to help Him exercise certain powers or to deal with unnecessary troubles.

In short, they are just a bunch of nobodies who do God's dirty work.

The sword-wielding angels swarmed toward Tang Ku, howling and shouting, "For God!"

They then completely submerged Tang Ku within the crowd.

With a flurry of flapping wings and feathers flying everywhere, the angels, as if pumped full of adrenaline, were full of vigor, slashing away with their swords as if they wouldn't be satisfied unless they chopped Tang Ku into mince.

Gabriel crossed his arms and sneered coldly, "Those who do not follow God's will shall only... uh, hmm?"

"Re... report, Lord Archangel... we... we can't cut him!"

A guard captain flew over, panting, "If you don't believe me, look..."

He was holding a long object that looked like a sword, but it was pitted and covered in notches; people would believe you if you said it was an artifact dug up from some ruin.

Gabriel immediately frowned, "Angels' weapons all have God's blessing, and this blessing has powerful additive abilities, even allowing Mortals to possess one-third of an angel's power. Their hardness is far greater than ordinary diamond. Why..."

A faint Buddha Power mixed with a trace of cyan-green light surrounded the notches, making Gabriel seem to understand something. He looked up toward Tang Ku, only to see that all the angels had stopped attacking. Their faces were filled with a trace of fear and confusion, and they quickly retreated, as if they were facing some kind of terrifying monster.

Gabriel had excellent eyesight and could naturally see that the monk was currently holding two angels by their throats, one in each hand, lifting them into mid-air as if they were two little chicks. The two angels' hands hung naturally, clearly having lost consciousness. As for whether they were still alive, Gabriel did not know.

"How can this be?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Ku smiled slightly, shook his hands, and violently threw the two angels' bodies away.

How could these so-called angels understand his strength? In an instant, the two bodies had already crossed a distance of several hundred meters. A series of banging collision sounds followed, and subsequently, more than a dozen angels were knocked into broken bones and tendons, fainting on the spot. The remaining angels fled in panic, not even daring to look back.

Tang Ku laughed heartily and thought to himself, "With this kind of garbage, I don't even need to use the first form of the Great Wilderness Divine Fist!"

He attacked left and right, his speed as fast as lightning and as agile as a fish in water. These angels usually only relied on the bit of magic power granted by God to bully Mortals or deal with powerful devils; trying to deal with Tang Ku was truly overestimating themselves. Basically, none of these angels could take a second punch before being knocked unconscious by him.

"Trash, trash, get back here immediately!"

Seeing that things were going poorly, Gabriel was, after all, an Archangel. His keen eyes naturally discerned Tang Ku's extraordinary nature. While feeling puzzled, he had already raised the spear in his hand and rushed toward Tang Ku.

"Blazing Flame, Scorching Sun Judgment!"

Hum! Violent energy wrapped around his entire body in an instant, the scorching air nearly setting Tang Ku's clothes on fire.

"Hehe, you're right, your subordinates really are trash. Damn, I've beaten up so many, and I only gained 0.6 Iron Fist Points. They're far worse than those ordinary soldiers from the Immortal Realm!"

Gabriel did not answer; in fact, he did not need to answer, or rather, the spear in his hand was his answer.

The tip of the spear suddenly turned bright red, followed immediately by fierce flames igniting. In that instant, the spear transformed into a giant drill, stabbing through the air toward Tang Ku.

Boom! A massive cone-shaped shockwave, carrying the momentum of a thunderbolt, pressed down on Tang Ku's head.

If an ordinary Divine-Grade powerhouse were hit by this move, they would only be waiting for death, because this ability to control fire was enough to directly suppress most Divine-Grade powerhouses.

However, who was Tang Ku? That 30 plus 10,000 points of defense was nothing to scoff at.

The cyan-green defensive layer on his body suddenly shone with a violent radiance, and then the giant flame drill smashed down hard. As it smashed, it was still rotating; just being within fifty meters created a feeling of scorching suffocation.

Tang Ku smiled slightly, standing unmoved, allowing the opponent's attack to slam into his body.

Boom! Blinding light suddenly flared up with the explosion. Even Gabriel, the perpetrator, could not clearly see the situation on the other side. But immediately after, the sensation transmitted through his hand made him overjoyed, because he clearly felt that his spear had already touched the opponent's body.

As long as this move could touch the opponent, the opponent was basically dead.

Gabriel's Death Spiral was a famous killing move among the angels. Basically, as long as it touched the opponent's body, it could tear them into pieces. Even a Hell powerhouse like Lucifer would be seriously injured if hit by this move.

And who would have thought that an angel's move actually contained the Profound Truth of Hell's True Fire?

That's right, the reason this move was so incredibly powerful was that it was an absolute killing move developed based on combining the two powers of Hell and Heaven!

Invincible and unstoppable—that was the best interpretation of this move's power.

However... the fame of this move only spread within the world he originally came from. For the people of this world...

Well, for the gods of this world, this move could only be described as commendable, and as for its power... that's a matter of opinion!

After the blinding light faded, the bald monk appeared. Gabriel had originally thought he would see a corpse with a large hole in its chest.

But in reality, he saw that the bald monk was completely unharmed, looking with a puzzled expression at the spear poking into his body.

"What the f*ck... is going on?"

The usually aloof Seraph was almost about to curse, because all of this was truly inconceivable.

"Incredible, why is your body completely unharmed? This... this is simply impossible!"

Gabriel shouted in shock.

"You guys, when you see an astonishing fact, is this the only thing you know how to say?"

Tang Ku stepped back half a step, brushed off the non-existent dirt from his body, and said helplessly, "I originally thought I would be able to fight you for dozens of rounds? Now it seems... how boring!"

"Bo... boring?"

Gabriel said furiously, "You just wait, once you're dead, you won't be bored anymore..."

As he spoke, the twelve wings behind him suddenly spread open, emitting a faint white light!