Chapter 888: Let the Battle End Here
Gazef immediately looked toward the remaining jars.
Noticing his gaze, even Negan, who had been fanatically admiring the Angel he had summoned, suddenly came to his senses.
"You wish!" Negan roared, extending his arm and pointing at Gazef. "Kill him, Radiant Archangel!"
The enormous Radiant Archangel drifted through the sky as lightly as if it had no weight at all. In an instant, it appeared before Gazef, then raised the hilt of the sword in its hand. Countless points of light began gathering atop the hilt, forming a massive sword of light.
The warning bells of danger in Gazef's heart had reached their highest pitch.
This was fundamentally on a different level from the Angel before.
He had never expected it.
The Slane Theocracy actually possessed such a trump card. As expected of one of the old-established powers on the continent. Compared to it, his kingdom was simply too weak—so weak that even its people could only be slaughtered at will.
Gazef also lunged toward the jars.
In this emergency, he had no time to open them one by one. After apologizing in his heart to the divine girl who had given him the jars, he raised his greatsword and smashed a large number of them with a series of sharp cracks.
One ball of light after another surged into his body.
Negan felt as if his heart were about to shatter.
Those jars should have been his. They should have been his!
And just then.
The Radiant Archangel's attack descended.
The enormous sword of light possessed a speed completely mismatched with its massive form. It seemed to be in the sky one moment, then about to descend upon Gazef's head the next.
Will the Auditor intervene?
All the members were pondering the