Those who achieve great things do not fuss over trifles.
This saying clearly did not suit Hua Ye. He was sinister and cunning by nature, shouting that he was the Highest God, yet now he had joined forces with Pan Zhen to deal with Angel Yan, who was far younger than him.
In order to successfully capture this little angel, Hua Ye had contacted the Triangular Body Leader, Ma Wu Guang Guang, before setting out, telling him to remain on standby at all times and ensure they struck the moment an opportunity appeared.
In Hua Ye's eyes, there was nothing shameful about such sneak attacks. To achieve great things, as long as your skin was thick enough, people could say whatever they wanted.
The process was unimportant; only the result mattered. One day, when I shake the universe with my might, who would dare speak out of turn? Wouldn't history be written by me?
Then again, Angel Yan really was difficult to deal with. The Triangular Body's Mental Attack had struck her, yet she recovered instantly, directly ruining his plan to land a decisive blow.
But none of that mattered anymore. Pan Zhen's Solar Flare Bombardment had finally given him the chance to break through the attack range of the silver angel statue and close in on Angel Yan. Pan Zhen was suppressing her from above, while he and the Triangular Body coordinated below. No matter how formidable Angel Yan was, she would not hold out much longer.
With that in mind, Hua Ye's attacks against Yan became even fiercer. He fully exploited his advantage in Sword Skills, coordinating with the Triangular Body and the Black Hole Engine, forcing Yan back again and again.
Yan twisted aside to evade a throat-seeking sword thrust. Seeing regret flicker across the little angel's