What he feared most now was that a long night would breed more nightmares. He would never allow the Angel Race to continue existing.
Two spears had already appeared in the Abyss Lord's hands. Brandishing them, he charged forward, intent on finishing off the Angel King swiftly.
The Angel King moved, and his entire body instantly became two.
One doppelganger went toward the Abyss Lord and blocked him with ease.
"With just your strength, you two think you can keep me here? Dream on!"
The Angel King was not flustered in the slightest. He truly looked down on these two fellows. They had no idea just how powerful the legendary Angel True King was.
As the sole Eighteen-Winged Angel, he had gained far more than just extra wings.
The Abyss Lord frowned at the Angel King before him, sensing his current strength.
"Impossible. My strength has already surpassed that of a World King. There's no way I can't even beat one of the Angel King's doppelgangers."
His body rapidly swelled, and more arms sprouted from it. In the blink of an eye, he had three heads and six arms.
Various weapons appeared in his hands, and all manner of combat arts flew from them as he relentlessly attacked the Angel King's doppelganger.
Illusion God's expression was grave. He controlled his illusion art, constantly assaulting the Angel King's mind. If one layer failed, he used two; if two failed, he used three.
The light in the Angel King's eyes gradually dimmed, and his body slowly grew rigid.
The Angel King easily defeated Illusion God, stringing him up and beating him to vent his displeasure.
Afterward, he crushed everything in his path and destroyed the Abyss Lord. In the blink of an eye, they reached the Abyss Empire and thoroughly humiliated the