Don't Mess with a Woman Who's Taken Off Her Makeup / My Blade Is Thirsty for Battle
At this moment, having collected enough data, the Angel Network began to demonstrate its highly targeted nature.
They not only divided Kevin and Hela into two blocks, but also made each combat unit respond to each other, forming interconnected spatial nodes.
Hela, who is more suited to melee combat, was kept at a distance and constantly worn down by her Dark Silver weapon.
Kevin's spatial calculations gradually became sluggish due to the depletion of his Supreme Divinity and the suppression from the opposing Angel Network.
Holy crap! This feels like we're dealing with a group of combat AI that can upgrade and improve themselves?
No wonder Dukao and the others said that the Angel Civilization's greatest strengths are collective evolution and group battles.
Kevin had a dazed feeling that he wasn't facing individual Male Angel, but rather simultaneously wrestling with twenty warriors led by Laguer.
Get out of my way!
Enraged by being repeatedly attacked while being flown like Hela, Hela roared, and the Moon in the sky suddenly cast a chilling beam of light, blasting away the Silver Blade surrounding the Goddess of Death.
As the violent shockwave exploded, several Male Angel were lying in ambush at close range were sent flying backward, coughing up blood.
If the Asgardian Realm were to provide the blessing, that astral energy projection would have blasted those nearby scum to dust!
Hela was not satisfied with the results before her. Ignoring the soreness in her body caused by fatigue and toxin buildup, she took advantage of the moment when the enemy's formation was in disarray and combed her hands upwards.
However, as the Goddess of Death touched the black hair with her fingertips, she seemed to realize something, her body stiffened, and her arms fell to her sides.
Immediately, Hela summoned the Night Sky Sword, her long hair flowing freely, and charged into the angels' ranks.
Chapter 1004, Section 1049: Don't Mess with a Woman After Removing Her Makeup
Found you!
Taixu Sword God!
In the darkness, Kevin's gaze sharpened, his divine sense locked onto a certain spot, and with a flap of his six wings, he charged forward with lightning speed, drawing the materialized Xuanyuan Sword from thin air with his right hand and slashing.
In an instant, the angels, whose consciousnesses were linked together, felt as if their heads had been struck by a heavy hammer, their minds buzzing, and blood seeping from their seven orifices.
Laguer, who was the first to be hit, clutched his head with both hands, let out a shrill scream, and swayed as he fell to the ground, the black mist surrounding him trembling violently.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Kevin unleashed a powerful sword beam, which, combined with the slicing effect of space, instantly appeared before Laguer.
At the critical moment, this Creation Angel, enduring a severe headache, flapped its wings and turned sideways.
But with a muffled groan, the right wing was swept away by the sword light and severed at the root.
Laguer, his eyes bloodshot, was consumed by a burning desire for revenge, his steel teeth nearly crushed.
"None of you are leaving here today!"
"Skyfire Annihilation!"
At this moment, Kevin gripped his sword with both hands, ready to strike.
At the same time, a figure swooped down and scooped Laguer, who was attempting to rebuild the Angel Network and launch a desperate counterattack, under his arm, before fleeing swiftly towards the Yordle City.
"Brothers! Retreat!"
"Kunpeng! How dare you desert your post!"
Laguer glared at his cowardly subordinate, his anger barely contained.
"Stop talking nonsense! You've had enough of living, but we brothers haven't!"
"Lord Sumari's order was merely to discuss the situation, not to order us to fight to the death!"
This young angel completely ignored Laguer's threats, and while making sarcastic remarks, he also presented the formidable figure of Sumari.
Meanwhile, the remaining Male Angel, devoid of any will to fight, tacitly turned and fled, showing no courage whatsoever to fight Kevin and the others to the death.
However, until the angels flew out of Yordle City, the two beasts dressed in human skin behind them did not make any move to stop them.
The Male Angel felt a sense of relief at surviving a catastrophe, yet they still glanced at the city in the shadows with lingering fear.
It's confirmed, the Heavenly Base King Hexi is here! There's also a Male Angel of Main God Level, and a god from Asgard!
The group of Male Angel, still shaken, exchanged messages in their minds and decided to go back and tell Sumari about how terrifying the other side was.
After all, by praising the enemy, their crimes of defeat can be easily dismissed.
However, just as the attackers were devising ways to exonerate themselves, Kevin, who was standing in mid-air, slowly extended his right hand from behind his back.
Red and black cracks spread from his head all the way to his shoulder, and the Xuanyuan Sword that appeared in his palm was gently lifted and shattered into crystal dust like glass.
Thankfully, the bluff worked...
Tsk, with a calculated attack on the unsuspecting enemy, he and Hela only managed to eliminate five enemy combat units while the enemy was underestimating them and not yet firmly established themselves.
However, after a series of high-intensity bursts, both of them were exhausted and could not withstand further strain.
If they continue fighting, their chances of winning are at most 30%.
Fortunately, with the example of the despicable Angel King Hua Ye, the Male Angel were not willing to fight to the death.
"Bang!"
Hela fell heavily, landing on her knees in the courtyard. Before she could meet Kevin, who had followed her, she said she needed to rest alone and then walked into the bedroom, leaning against the wall.
In the deep darkness of the night, Kevin vaguely saw a faint, cold light reflecting off one side of Hela's cheek.
Just as the man was about to start walking, Hexi, who had been leaning against the pillar to get up, grabbed Kevin's shoulder, hummed softly, and shook her head.
"I advise you not to go. She won't die, but she might scare you after removing her makeup..."
"Bang!"
A projectile weapon pierced through the window and lodged on the side of Hexi's head, posing a clear threat. The man thoughtfully shifted his gaze from Hela's bedroom.
The Heavenly Foundation King playfully flicked the projectile weapon on the side of his cheek, then raised Kevin's right arm, which was covered in red and black cracks, and smiled.
"Come on, before dawn, let me help you stabilize your body structure..."
With Hexi's help, the two sat down on the steps and leaned against Queen Anixid, who was equally exhausted.
"You gave me all the energy in your body, but what about yourself?"
"So, I'm putting all my eggs in one basket with you, don't let me down..."
"Moreover, in terms of combat effectiveness, you are more useful than me."
Faced with Kevin's furrowed brow and question, Hexi smiled calmly, her eyes filled with curiosity and a hint of anticipation.
Immediately, a halo of light bloomed from the fingertips of the Heavenly Foundation King, the cracks on Kevin's arm gradually healed, and Hexi's cheeks became increasingly pale and translucent.
After enjoying this rare moment of peace, the man tapped the steps with his fingertips, his tone somber.
"Your Her Majesty the Queen, I'm very curious about what that old bald man Ryze and Aeon God Kieran, are planning to do with all these spies they've left in Freyja..."
Anixid glanced at Hexi and Kevin beside her, and after a moment, she made up her mind and slightly parted her lips.
"To be honest, I'm not sure of the specific purpose either..."
"But based on some information the teacher usually reveals, I guess he hopes that after I take over the Merlot Heavenly Court, I will begin defense work against the Ultimate Fear..."
"This is what Principal Kieran and Teacher Ryze have been preparing for and fearing..."
Kevin touched his chin with his left hand, nodded slightly, and then looked at the Queen, who remained calm and composed despite her difficult situation, and asked with some curiosity.
"You should know that Debangxiongdu has fallen. Once this news reaches Yordle City, the ensuing chaos will be deadly."
"Your Majesty, are you not afraid?"
Anixid gave Kevin a deep look, a smirk playing on her lips in the darkness.
"Even if the Church of Light in Debangxiongdu turns against us, at most they can only disrupt the order of Debangxiongdu. They are probably willing but unable to spare troops to advance eastward."
"As long as we maintain strict border control, cutting off these messages in a short time is not a problem."
Then, the Southern Queen paused, her voice low and somber.
"More importantly, my death or the Southern Knights' defeat in their unification war will not benefit you."
"Just Order reign supreme. Since even God is on our side, what is there to fear?"
The ensuing casual conversation and probing were rather pointless, with everyone tacitly avoiding touching on their deepest secrets.
As dawn broke through the night and the sky began to lighten, Anixid noticed the commotion above the city walls, abruptly rose, and strode toward the battlefield.
Kevin glanced at the even more spirited figure behind him, rolled his eyes, and gave Hexi a soft snort.
"You've revealed our backup plan?"
Hexi chuckled and blinked her beautiful eyes, a smug smile playing on her lips.
"It's not an explanation... it's an exchange!"
"Now I finally know where that tomboy Keisha is trapped..."
Kevin narrowed his eyes, a serious expression appearing on his face, and tilted his ear as if listening intently.
"The Hongmeng Galaxy!"
The four words he heard made Kevin's pupils shrink instinctively.
Hongmeng Galaxy!
The legendary birthplace of the Pangu Civilization! Also the former homeland of the Eternal Race!
Inspired by the demise of his civilization, Death God Karl further developed the Void Theory!
Moreover, this is also the destination of the Queen Mother of the West, Cang Xuan Dan Zhu, Lian Shan Ji Lin, and the other two!
Everything seems to have come full circle.
The man's eyes flickered, a strong sense of unease lingering in his heart.
P. S.: There is still [time] left to achieve the goal.
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Chapter 1005, Section 1050: My Greatsword is itching for a fight.
"Puff!"
On the city wall, Anixid snatched a spear and plunged her slightly chipped knight's sword into the chest of the young enemy soldier.
As the blade swirled, the excruciating Affliction of his internal organs being torn apart and the suffocating feeling of impending death caused the young man, with a few wisps of pale yellow hair still clinging to the corner of his mouth, to cough up blood and let out a desperate wail.
Immediately, Anixid kicked the soldier in the chest without hesitation, sending him flying off the city wall.
Amidst the howling wind, the man crashed onto the ground, his face unrecognizable, reduced to a puddle of pinkish mud.
At this moment, with the encirclement and suppression by the Southern Knights, the number of enemy troops who had previously climbed the city walls was decreasing.
Finally, dozens of battered vanguards were pushed off the city wall inch by inch by a group of Southern Knights wielding shields and spears, the sickening thuds of them hitting the ground echoing incessantly.
"Clang!"
As she stood up, the longsword in Anixid's hand unfortunately broke.
The Southern Queen, her face covered in blood, pulled a standard-issue weapon from beneath a fallen soldier, pressed one hand against the wall, and her body trembled slightly.
"Archers! Watch out for archers!"
On the wasteland, an unknown number of waves of soldiers surged in once again like a tidal wave.
The Southern Knights noticed that the enemy archers had stepped out to exchange fire, so they immediately stepped forward with their shields, protecting Anixid behind them.
At that moment, the sky suddenly darkened, and a sharp wail rang out. The soldiers who had survived on the city wall numbly and quickly scrambled under the battlements, using their shields and the corpses beside them to avoid the rain of arrows.
When the clanging of metal ceased, the soldiers casually pushed aside their cover, preparing for the next wave of attack.
From the first light of dawn until the sun set, they never stopped for a moment, yet the enemy's numbers remained a vast, dark mass, stretching as far as the eye could see.
The soldiers had almost forgotten the concept of victory; they only knew how to numbly hide, swing their swords, and kill their opponents.