Lost Contact in the World of Type-Moon
Chapter 885

Maxwell Is Dead; If You Need Anything, Burn Some Paper Money.

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"This Spirit Rank... could it be... an angel...?!"

Faced with the bizarre monster, everyone wore astonished expressions. Black Rabbit, whose race made her highly knowledgeable, let out a low cry.

"This thing's true form is indeed an angel that possesses the completed Third Perpetual Motion Engine (Ghebalia) Spirit Rank."

Having successfully driven Maxwell mad, the God of War shoved the girl in his arms aside, drew the Sword of Word of Power, and smiled at the Demon King who had revealed his true strength. His smile was cruel and cold.

"Come. Let's have a battle where we wager our lives."

Maxwell Is Dead; Burn Paper Offerings If You Need Anything.

In the original timeline, the girl named Sairi Rin had once enraged Maxwell by kissing Vela. To ensure that Maxwell, who possessed the Third Perpetual Motion Engine, would not flee, Li Zihan had unhesitatingly chosen to transfer Vela over and forcibly kiss her in front of Maxwell.

The facts proved that this move was remarkably effective.

The two angels summoned by Maxwell spread their wings, each raising a sword and a spear. They effortlessly tore through space, appeared behind the God of War, and lunged at him, who had kissed Vela, at speeds approaching the level of the Divine Realm.

The God of War, who himself possessed a Divine Realm-level Spirit Rank, waved his hand. Ferocious winds carrying the fire of the sun spread wildly outward from him, like a blazing tornado.

Within the fiery tornado capable of burning even gods to ashes, the steel angels were incinerated without suspense, then repaired themselves by gathering together like mist.

These angels shared Maxwell's power. They likewise possessed immortal bodies and the power to open the Gates of the Boundary. Never tiring and possessing endless stamina, they were the finest hunting hounds

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