At the sight, the Eternal Angel could not help frowning. She waved the white staff in her hand again, intending to call upon the Power of the Stars once more to stop Huo Yuhao from approaching.
But Huo Yuhao would not give her that chance. The instant the Eternal Angel waved her white staff, Huo Yuhao suddenly appeared before her.
At this sight, the Eternal Angel grew somewhat flustered. At this distance, even retreating was almost impossible, and there was even less time to cast a spell. Almost instinctively, she raised the white staff in her hand to block Huo Yuhao's attack.
But in a split second, a clear clash rang out amid countless sparks. Long Haochen had finally reached the Eternal Angel, and the King's Sword in his hand had barely managed to block the edge of the Angel Holy Sword.
At that moment, Long Haochen gripped the King's Sword, desperately resisting Huo Yuhao's attack.
Looking at Long Haochen, Huo Yuhao said somewhat impatiently, "That's what I mean, senior brother. Why won't you let me finish and think about whether all of this makes sense..."
"If you were on humanity's side, would you hand over the chance to overthrow the Demon Race's oppression yourself? Would you hand your companion, your brother who has always been by your side, over to someone who uses inexplicable words and a prophecy of unknown truth, someone who wants him dead? Answer me, would you?!" Long Haochen practically roared at Huo Yuhao.
At the same time, he put all his strength into the King's Sword in his hand and finally repelled Huo Yuhao's attack.
Huo Yuhao watched Long Haochen in silence. She could not answer that she could; she could not hand those companions over to some so-called prophecy. Huo Yuhao knew what Long