The Black Shadows in this hall were far more numerous than the ones that had just attacked Goya, densely packed and surging like waves.
Spreading lightning and howling gale-force winds continuously met the rushing Black Shadows. Lightning spread across their bodies, paralyzing them before tearing them apart and opening a gap, only for that gap to be swiftly filled by Black Shadows charging in from behind.
He Ao looked up, but his view was blocked by the spreading Black Shadows, preventing him from seeing the person at the center of the lightning.
But both he and Goya knew that it was Li Cheng.
"Are these Black Shadows angels?"
Goya stared at the scene, looking somewhat lost as she watched the undulating Black Shadows.
The power these Black Shadows displayed seemed to have already far surpassed B-rank.
Li Cheng had clearly drawn upon a small portion of the Spear of Andarville's power, yet he still could not completely kill these Black Shadows.
The Black Shadows pouring from the darkness seemed endless, constantly being born.
"No, they're B-rank."
He Ao shook his head and looked at the tide-like Black Shadows.
By now, some Black Shadows had noticed them and were surging toward them. He Ao casually slashed apart the nearest one, his gaze sweeping across the shadows rising and falling in the darkness.
These shadows' vital signs had not left the bounds of humanity. They possessed no Angel-level High Status power, and their own strength was merely that of the weakest B-rank. Their defenses were even far inferior to those of B-rank.
Their true terror lay in their seemingly immortal, inexhaustible generation.
According to what the middle-aged man outside had said, although the Phantom had no clearly known fatal weakness, inflicting large-scale damage upon its shadows could still hurt it.
But Li