Global Reincarnation: I Know Every Plot
Chapter 460

Ten-Winged Angel

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With a swift movement of his sword, Xu Long killed the Fallen Angels and demons in the blink of an eye.

This force is insurmountable; even Satan wouldn't dare to confront it head-on, let alone small fry like them.

"Who is this? What happened? Why are they attacking us?"

Countless dark creatures roared inwardly, but no one could unravel the doubts in their hearts.

Xu Long was like a god of death, attacking the Purgatory Demon Tower while slaying any dark creatures that dared to approach.

Regardless of species or cultivation level, anything that gets close is killed.

Keeping this trash around is just a waste of resources; death is their only fate.

"Demon King! If you don't intervene soon, we're truly doomed!"

Seeing Xu Long's Wuji, a Fallen Angels with two wings on its back let out a howl before exploding into itself.

It was like a chain reaction; one led to two, and two to three. Countless dark creatures self-destructed wildly, splattering blood, flesh, and brains everywhere.

The area within a radius of several thousand meters was covered in filth, and the power of darkness began to gather towards the Purgatory Demon Tower.

At the same time, a terrifying aura emanated from within the tower, locking onto Xu Long.

This was a desperate counterattack by numerous dark creatures, who used their own lives to forcibly break the seal of the Purgatory Demon Tower, allowing the experts inside to escape.

"Trying to trick me? No way!"

Xu Long snorted coldly and swung his sword, killing the dark creatures.

However, although he killed ruthlessly, countless dark creatures simultaneously self-destructed, much faster than Xu Long.

The aura within the tower grew increasingly powerful, and the dark creatures became more and more frenzied.

"This aura has reached the Body Integration Stage; it won't be easy to deal with!"

Xu Long was thinking to himself, but his hands didn't stop moving at all.

Swords flashed, their killing intent palpable.

Vast numbers of those dark creatures vanished, resulting in heavy casualties.

Inside the Purgatory Demon Tower, a Fallen Angels with five pairs of black wings on its back stood before the sealed exit, its killing intent seemingly solidifying.

His name is Dio, and his cultivation has reached the Body Integration Stage, making him a master even within the Purgatory Demon Tower.

Under normal circumstances, Dio would have been able to leave in at least another month. However, countless dark creatures sacrificed their lives to temporarily tear open the seal, allowing him to sense the outside world.

Dio's heart was filled with longing for the Main World, and he often recalled the beauty of his home.

However, after the seal was broken, what he saw was not the world he remembered, but the blood-soaked cries and wails of his people.

Dio didn't know what was happening outside, but he could guess it wasn't anything good.

Otherwise, the tribespeople wouldn't have forcibly broken the seal in this way.

Time passed slowly, more and more of the clansmen died, and the seal cracked wider and wider. Dio finally sensed what was happening outside.

You deserve to die!

An angry roar rang out, and Dio, no longer waiting, risked his serious injuries to squeeze out through the narrow crack.

The tribesmen are being slaughtered in a frenzy; countless tribesmen are dying every minute and every second.

Although going out like this would cost him a significant amount of power, his murderous intent and anger still led him to make the choice.

"Die!"

After breaking free from the seal, Dio pounced on Xu Long like a madman.

It was this damned human who was committing the slaughter; it was he who forced countless members of his race to self-destruct as a blood sacrifice.

There's no need for further words, because it's already a fight to the death.

There is no right or wrong in racial wars, only positions.

As Fallen Angels, Dio naturally had to stand on the side of the dark creatures.

Xu Long was no exception; these lowly alien races dared to injure Wei Qing, so they naturally had to pay the price.

Although it was Dio and Xu Long's first meeting, the murderous intent in their hearts had already reached its peak.

His first move is the strongest attack; his first strike is a killing blow.

Darkness Descends!

Heaven and Earth One Sword!

A Nascent Soul Stage cultivator at the Body Integration Stage would face an overwhelming and insurmountable defeat.

At this level of cultivation, the difference between even a minor rank is like heaven and earth.

However, the combat power of Fallen Angels is at the bottom among countless races, and Dio was injured when he broke out of the seal, which caused his strength to decline significantly.

Although Xu Long is at the Nascent Soul Stage, with the added benefits from various aspects, he cannot be regarded as a Nascent Soul Stage at all.

With a single sword strike, Dio's attack was completely Oblivion.

The remaining force, still strong, continued to fly towards Dio.

Seeing this, Dio was surprised but not panicked at all.

A dense surge of dark power gathered in his hand; he actually intended to take the Power of Oblivion head-on with his fist.

"Tch, you idiot!"

Xu Long snorted disdainfully. This bastard must be tired of living, otherwise he would never do something so stupid.

laugh!

The sword light collided with the birdman's fist, but the expected evenly matched contest did not occur.

It was as if a sharp blade had fallen onto tofu, severing Dio's right hand without the slightest resistance.

Moreover, starting from the broken wound, the Power of Oblivion rapidly eroded his flesh and soul.

The severed hand turned to ashes before it even hit the ground, while half of the arm vanished instantly.

"Not good!"

Dio was, after all, a Ten-Winged Angel with cultivation equivalent to the Body Integration Stage, and possessed extremely rich combat experience.

Although the scene before him was unbelievable, he reacted quickly.

With his left hand, he transformed his palm into a blade and slashed down fiercely from the shoulder.

The severed arm, like half a hand, vanished before it even hit the ground.

"What kind of power is this? Why is it so strong?"

Dio was filled with horror. He had lived for thousands of years and experienced countless battles, but he had never seen such terrifying power.

Silently and without warning, it destroyed everything; even his ultimate move was easily broken.

"Die with me!"

Dio roared and made his decision in an instant.

Although his cultivation level was much higher than Xu Long's, the suppression of the Power of Oblivion was too unsolvable, and he had no way to resist it.

Rather than be slowly worn down, it's better to perish together.

As Dio roared, a spatial rift opened up behind him.

Countless spatial turbulence gathered around, invading into the interior of the Main World through the cracks.

Spatial turbulence is a terrifying force that neither Jehovah God nor the great demon Satan can resist; once caught in it, certain death is certain.

Dio knew he wouldn't live past today, but for the sake of his people, he would rather die immediately.

If they can drag Xu Long down with them, then they will have solved a huge problem for the Purgatory Demon Tower.

In the future, when our people return to the Great Wilderness, they will no longer have to fear being ambushed and killed at their doorstep.

You think you can kill me with this?

Xu Long snorted coldly, feeling that this Ten-Winged Fallen Angels's knowledge was just so-so.

When the Extreme Yang, Absolute Yin and Extreme Yin, Absolute Yang Fusion into the Power of Oblivion, it destroyed the entire space of Fengdu City and the Great Wilderness.

The spatial turbulence back then was more than ten times stronger than it is now, yet I remained unharmed thanks to the protection of the Power of Oblivion.

You think you can kill him with this thing? Dream on!

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