Across the sky, the eye-catching, world-shaking battle continued. Even the countless civilians who had retreated into the underground shelters could smell a scalp-tingling aura right through those thick earthen walls.
Above the void, Mekal hesitated. He looked at the indestructible Demon Armor on Xiao Yan; no matter how divine and mighty the auras of the five sword bodies were, they could not pierce its defense.
Mekal's beautiful eyes swept around and discovered that this place was already a deserted land with not a single person in sight, and his expression couldn't help turning somewhat indifferent.
Since they all feared him, there was naturally no need for him to protect them.
Hm... Colluding with demons, I will use the name of an angel to purge the demons and numerous heretics together-this charge is quite nice. Thinking of this, Mekal smiled, like a flower blooming into its most beautiful smile, yet that smile contained deep meaning.
Before long, the pure white Angel Wings behind Mekal suddenly flapped, escorted by wisps of pure white light and holy flames, carrying his body to float about in the void. His destination was none other than where Demon Xiao Yan was.
At the same time, in the azure sky, countless warm, pure white threads of light trembled, and a trace of white flame permeated around him. Beneath the white flame came Sanskrit Sounds capable of purifying all things in the world, resembling an exquisite radiance transcending the nine heavens. It and the white flame enveloped Mekal, rocketing his angelic, inviolable sacredness to its peak.
"Hmph!" It seemed fed up with this house-play-like battle. Xiao Yan's closed eyes suddenly snapped open, and an arrogant, overbearing Demon Aura diffused outward.
"Crack!" With a sound, the Demon Armor on Xiao Yan emitted an exceptionally distinct noise. Wisps of dark