Flame Angel Holly and the Death Angel hovered a hundred meters apart, positioned to support each other at once if either was attacked. Whoever struck would face them both.
Meanwhile, the black-clad Assassin hiding in the swirling dust cautiously watched his enemies overhead. His breathing was steady and his gaze clear. Even gravely wounded and at a severe disadvantage, he maintained the absolute calm of a top-tier Assassin.
But he was in terrible shape. He had little Psychic Energy left, and his last burst of power had drained him badly. His injuries had worsened, and Death Psychic Energy had begun eating into several of his wounds.
Just then, the Death Angel suspended in the air turned its head and locked onto the black-clad Assassin through the thick dust.
Not good! How did it find me? I haven't let any of my aura leak out. The Assassin's heart sank. He had no idea that a massive Undead Devil Vine was roaming more than twenty meters beneath him. Though he had suppressed his Psychic Energy, he could not completely conceal his life force. He was the only living creature within several hundred meters. How could the vine fail to find him?
In truth, he was not fighting only the enemies before him. He was fighting an entire combat system with Green at its center.
The Death Angel dived from above, with Flame Angel Holly close behind. At the same time, the Anomalies Bureau personnel who had long been lying in wait around the area received Green's order and opened fire with their Dragon-Hunting Rifles.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Thunderous shots rang out from different distances. Enchanted Bullets streaked through the air in dazzling trails of fire, all aimed at the black-clad Assassin's vital points.
The Assassin had already been hard-pressed against two