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P.S. I left in too much of a hurry on yesterday's business trip. I drove from Beijing to Zhengzhou and spent over ten hours on the Beijing-Hong Kong-Macau Expressway. Even now, Sixue was exhausted. Passing Years knew Sixue was away on business; she should have mentioned it in the book. Making a living really wasn't easy. When would it ever end?
Angels couldn't be killed?
"Hah!"
After a moment's silence, the Three Dark Demon Gods let out a sneer.
"No one gets to tell me what to do. Angels can't be killed? There isn't a creature in this world I can't kill!"
"Even God Kings and ancient Taboos are fair game. What makes you angels any different? Imperius, explain it to me!"
The gazes of all three heads of the Three Demon Gods fixed on the dazzling Angel Heart. The immense pressure bearing down from the unseen made it tremble without pause.
"That's right. You can't kill me. You have to let me go. Tyrael was right: every one of us Ancient Angels is unique. We cannot be killed or destroyed, or a great terror will be unleashed."
"Terror?"
"I'd like to see what kind of terror that is!"
The Three Dark Demon Gods steadily increased the pressure on the Angel Heart. Strange black cracks began to appear inside the radiant heart.
"No! You can't! You can't do this!!!"
The black cracks multiplied. At last, waves of darkness comparable to the Abyss emerged. And it did not end there: within that darkness, the Three Dark Demon Gods sensed a power resembling that of an Abyss Demon, along with a startling force of emotion and will!
"This is..."
The sudden change caught the Three Demon Gods off guard. The Angel Heart in their hand, now streaked black and