It was as if angels from legend had suddenly descended.
Figures with wings of light growing from their backs, faces as handsome as works of art, gripped swords, blades, and long spears as they raced after them. Their weapons swung casually, carving deep gouges into the earth or setting off impacts and explosions like artillery bombardments.
On the ground, the battered convoy fled in vain, occasionally firing guns or raising RPGs to strike back, but to no effect.
Bullets flew out and struck the angels' faces, yet at most they only made them stagger to one knee.
They could not even break through their defenses.
All they could do was delay them futilely, unable to escape the figures that kept diving down from the heavens.
The foremost angel swooped straight down, effortlessly tearing apart the carriage Ji Jue was in and peering inside. The instant it saw Wen Wen and Ji Jue, its golden eyes turned scarlet.
A [God's Enemy] had been found!
Without a second thought, it pounced inside!
Then, just as quickly—
It went back out the way it had come.
To be precise, not quite the same way.
Its head was gone.
Wen Wen threw a punch, and the angel that had burst in was like an egg smashing headfirst into a rock. It exploded instantly and flew backward.
Ji Jue vaguely saw the headless, mangled corpse tumbling through the wind before crashing to the ground. Yet soon enough, it actually climbed back to its feet.
Its head rapidly grew back.
It had not been killed by one punch?!
Upon its twisted skull, the eyes that had fallen from their sockets still stared fixedly in the direction they had fled, shrieking at the top of its lungs.
Calling for its companions.
"Don't let your guard down. Speed