Chapter 248 The Angel's Corpse Hangs High

An Yuan and Ye Tong have a telepathic connection.

The location where Ye Tong teleported Michael was around the area where An Yuan was hiding.

Celia was eager to save her master, and as soon as she showed her face, she was pierced through the heart by the Death Blade.

The power of pseudo-god-level death curse is difficult to erase even by the angel's holy light. Celia only used an ordinary forbidden spell. With the blade as the center, a hole was instantly eroded in her body.

Wait, why is it just eroded into holes?
While An Yuan was puzzled, Ye Tong's voice rang out:
'Brother An Yuan, she has no vitality!'

Bang!
Celia's figure exploded, and the thick darkness formed six black mirrors, trapping An Yuan inside.

Two Celias emerged again in the darkness.

One of them holds the black mirror and attacks Yasuhara;
The second one grabbed Michael and began to escape into the darkness.

Which one is true?
Ye Tong figured it out at the first instant.

They are all fake, all lifeless dark forces.

So, can the dark forces crush the black mirror and trigger the final murderous intent of this magic?

An Yuan didn't know, but he didn't care.

His body turned into thoughts, and in an instant he broke free from the seal of the black mirror, and the cursed blade went straight to kill Michael.

At the same time, Ye Tong cooperated with the materialized power of the curse, breaking up the fake Celia in a way similar to a mental shock, and activated the power of space to synchronously transmit An Yuan and Michael to a hundred meters away!
Because it was a synchronous transmission, An Yuan was still killing Michael, but Celia's power around Michael had all lost its effect!
"How ridiculous! Do you really think I'm easy to control?"

Michael was furious.

He can't defeat the ancient king, so why would he be afraid of a guy who is hiding his head and showing his tail?
The angel's holy sword was raised high and slashed out, shining with bright light, slashing straight towards the cursed blade.

The sword was very fast, but An Yuan and An Xi were connected in consciousness. An Xi existed in a dream where the flow of time was 20 times faster than in reality. In An Yuan's eyes, everything in reality was slowed down 20 times!
That is why he was able to perform assassination tactics in front of the Assassin Palace Master Celia.

Michael's sword slowed down.

Yasuhara reacted calmly, the Cursed Blade deflected and missed the Angel's Holy Sword, and he used his body to crash into the powerful slash, seemingly wanting to die together with Michael.

But Michael suddenly died.

Because An Yuan was "invisible", the angel's holy sword hit nothing, but the cursed blade still existed in reality, penetrating the layers of protection of the angel's wings!

Michael hastily unfolded his armor. The gorgeous gilded armor was made of the scales of an emperor-level sacred dragon. It blocked the attack of the Cursed Blade and only cut a small gap.

The power of the death curse erupted, and the precious Emperor Dragon Armor began to rot inch by inch. However, Michael had no time to feel sad, and only felt grateful for having survived the calamity.

"Ah."

An Yuan chuckled, and under Michael's bloodshot gaze, the Cursed Death Blade also entered "invisibility", and in the next moment, it directly pierced through his solid body!

dying……

As soon as this thought flashed through Michael's mind, he found that his body did not feel any pain.

Celia appeared behind him and helped him avoid the Cursed Blade in time, but An Yuan's reaction was too fast and his sudden change of direction prevented him from dodge.

In the end, Celia had no choice but to temporarily transform the two into dark energy bodies, rapidly distanced herself from them at the cost of sacrificing some flesh and blood that were touched by the cursed blade.

puff...

As Michael stepped back, a piece of his chest disappeared, and Celia was also feeling bad, with a piece of her abdomen missing.

Moreover, Michael is a holy angel, and forcibly transforming him into darkness to avoid damage would be an extremely heavy burden for Celia.

Fortunately, everything is over, and she can escape with Michael -

The force of space descended, and the two people's faces changed drastically, and they worked together to resist the pull of space. If they were pulled back by the ancient king again, they would really die!

When the power reaches the level of forbidden spells, it has the ability to resist space.

But even though Ye Tong was only teleporting with the help of the unfamiliar power of inheritance, Michael and Celia were not space mages, they were both the same, one relying on the angel origin and the other relying on the shadow immunity, they could only delay the time of being teleported.

One person must be teleported voluntarily so that the teleportation can be completed and the other person can be safe!
So Michael signaled with his eyes, and Celia gave up resistance and appeared in front of Ye Tong.

Looking at the expressionless little girl, even though that face was extremely cute, Celia still felt deeply frightened.

There are two opponents, one of them is elusive and can hurt them, but he doesn't suffer any damage. He is extremely shameless.

The other is the orthodox emperor. The hastily condensed magic is simply unable to break the defense, but they don’t have the opportunity to stabilize the ultimate move.

When Ye Tong's little hand covered her forehead, Celia thought dejectedly:
Perhaps the ending was already determined from the moment the ancient king appeared.

"Grudge. Curse of Death."

The power of death that exceeds the limit of the celestial species, the power of curse that exceeds the limit of the celestial species, when stimulated by the emperor, is enough to destroy both the body and the soul.

Celia did not surrender either. She used Black Mirror to rebound some of the damage. After her figure turned dark to gain the ability to be immune to damage, she split herself into ten little black men and fled in all directions. Her skilled dodging dazzled Ye Tong.

He raised his hand and slapped a little black man to death, released the space to teleport another little black man to death, and swung the sky-high death blade to kill the two.

The other six have disappeared into darkness and are difficult to locate.

"King, there!"

The eyes of the Queen of Nine Netherworlds were dark, and the Ninth Realm level mental power outlined the shadows of two little black men, and Ye Tong exerted his strength to annihilate them.

"She escaped four-tenths of the time."

Nighteye whispered faintly.

Celia is very smart. If it is an ordinary clone, Ye Tong can recognize the real body at a glance.

So this time she divided her life and spirit into ten equal parts and attached them to each little black man. Although four of them escaped, the six who were killed were really dead.

Just like a vampire turning into a bat and fleeing, after being killed until only one bat is left, even if it survives, its essence will be greatly damaged.

Celia really lost 60% of her life.

the other side.

After Michael asked Celia to send him off, he fled without hesitation.

An Yuan would not let him get away. The thought body and shadow located at the edge of the ancient capital began to take off and intercept Michael's escape route.

Michael looked back at An Yuan's figure standing in the sky without chasing him. Before he could even breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly felt as if he was falling into an ice cellar.

"Go to hell."

Shadow, who was in the dream dimension, had murderous intent in his purple eyes. He borrowed the power from his night eyes and thrust the Death Blade straight out, piercing through Michael's brow.

The tall, purple-haired lady smiled broadly, picked up Michael's body, and looked at An Yuan as if asking for credit.

The power of the death curse burst out and entangled with the power of angels, preventing Michael's body from turning into ashes.

So, everyone saw the scene of the angel's dead body hanging high in the sky and dying tragically - they could not see the shadow.

The holy angel who has not yet returned, the strongest man in the future holy city, Michael.

Fall!

(End of this chapter)