"You foolish woman, actually coming here to die..." Michael appeared before Ben Hong in an instant. "Your courage is worthy of recognition, but unfortunately, you don't have the Xuedalai Flower as a talisman. I won't give you any more chances to escape by luck. I'll finish you in the shortest possible time!"
Six pairs of blazing golden wings emerged behind Michael. With a low shout, his aura surged in an instant to an utterly terrifying level. Ben Hong's hair and robes whipped violently in the air, and under that overwhelming pressure, her body was involuntarily forced back step by step.
The mere eruption of his aura left Ben Hong, who also possessed peak Demigod strength, unable to keep her footing. She was completely suppressed.
The outcome of this battle seemed to hold no suspense whatsoever.
"Michael is actually getting serious against someone like Ben Hong." Raphael shook his head. "Looks like I'll be taking the field in less than three minutes."
"Unfortunately," Chen Rui said as he found a spot with a backrest and sat down leisurely, even taking out a small, exquisitely packaged bottle of fruit wine for a sip, "whether it's your wish or Michael's, neither will come true."
Raphael showed a look of disdain and was about to retort when his pupils suddenly contracted. He saw that Ben Hong's hair, which had been streaming backward under Michael's aura, abruptly changed direction and began flying fiercely forward.
Michael, confident that victory would come easily, changed expression. He felt a powerful force surging head-on against him, directly resisting his aura. The two forces were actually... evenly matched!
Ben Hong had long since stopped retreating. A pair of black wings emerged behind her, while brilliant light shone from her dark crimson pupils.
"It seems a swift battle truly won't be