Chapter 102 Chapter 102 The Little Crown Clan, the Last One...
As the words fell.
Another sword light came with great force.
The archangel became fearful and quickly tried to distance himself.
He was still muttering something softly, and the wings behind him, one of which had been cut off, were flapping and occasionally trembling slightly.
Blood fell from the sky.
Angels from all over the angel realm felt the call and gathered here.
Amos was also carrying his own cub, and his movements were slightly restricted, but for the furious parent, there were not many restrictions.
Moreover, the wings behind Amos stretched out in an instant.
At this moment, the Archangel had no way of keeping up with Amos's speed.
Amos was still holding his cub, and the little guy was holding his Cupid's bow, aiming at him when the opportunity arose.
They also have a very important goal.
If you want to leave here, just like before, smash the stone of God's gift.
Those things are all suspended in the air.
And apparently, the Archangels are a definite hindrance to them.
The barrier of special power did bring some obstacles to Amos.
"Magic?"
Amos's spiritual sword pierced the opponent's multi-layer reinforced magic barrier and stopped.
The Archangel is still retreating.
Behind him, other angels had arrived one after another, and they were all watching this in shock—
"They are invaders - termites that want to pollute the Angel Realm. Don't let them leave here alive! If we let them leave, they will become our biggest trouble. If you hold them back, I will -"
The power seemed to start from a point, like something in the depths of the vast ocean, where something began to surge, but there was silence before it completely surged up, and then from the point of collision, it instantly spread out like water waves.
boom--
"It doesn't matter, just break it open."
The archangel was tottering in mid-air, and behind him a group of angels that they had trained with great effort fell from the sky.
The archangel's original four wings were cut off at this moment. At that moment, he lost his lift and was shaky in the air. After a moment, he continued to fly in the air in pain.
Amos held the cub in one hand, put it away neatly, then raised his hand nonchalantly and asked him: "How does it feel to have your wings cut off? Next time--"
Amos gestured.
"This side."
No--
No, it shouldn't be like this!!
The Archangel had never seen such power.
He instinctively retreated in panic, not even caring about the other angels around him.
He tightly grasped the cracked scepter in his hand and continued to whisper -
Amos acted too quickly. This place was different from other places, the realm of angels. Amos had no intention of protecting the environment to prevent accidental injuries.
The light of the mental arrow showed no sign of stopping.
The wings—the arms—finally aimed at the Archangel's head and torso as he fell.
Last time, I failed to drive the sword of mental power into his head.
"This time, there will be no more accidents."
Amos said as he watched the Archangel completely fall to the ground. The angels who wanted to resist also fell with him. Only some other angels with less abilities and who had no idea what was happening in the Angel Realm were left to flee in panic.
Little Chuzao lay in his arms. He had consumed a lot of energy and was a little out of breath. The little guy curled up in Amos' arms.
Looking at all this, the little cub was a little dazed and had some complicated emotions.
"Beep, beep," the tiny cub's halo flickered above his head, "Is everything over?"
He asked softly, a little confused.
Have all the things that scared Zao Zao so much in the past disappeared?
Amos took a look at the group of angels fleeing in all directions and felt that these angels were even fewer in number and weaker than he had imagined.
His wings flapped behind him and he descended lightly.
"No."
Amos thought about it and responded to his cub.
"Do you remember how Anya and the others dealt with the strange beasts before?"
The wings behind the cub flapped a few times—
It seems like——
"Mother taught us very seriously," Amos remembered something, and approached with his sword in hand, feeling somewhat helpless but in agreement. "After we finish something, we must take care of the aftermath and finish off the enemy—"
Mother--
Amos's mother, the grandmother whom Xiao Chuzao had never met, the previous queen of Saint Cass, a member of the powerful Crown Clan whose halo was shattered and buried in the pollution, and an existence that had a huge influence on Amos - Solan.
As for the finishing blow, the entire Dwight family kept it in mind - it was just that when they were in the interstellar space before, the brothers and sisters took care of the aftermath, as well as the army of Saint Cass.
At this moment, the head parent who was raising the cubs alone had to do it himself.
The little guy nodded in understanding.
"Grandma is right."
Zaozao should learn like this in the future.
But when the father and son landed, they paused when they saw the archangel who had been cut in half and was beaten to pieces by the patriarch who was venting his anger.
Just because it was different from what they imagined.
The archangel, who should have been dead, was twisting his body and his limbs were still twitching, but a dense web of flesh had already spread out from the places where they were cut off by Amos, connecting with each other, looking weird and disgusting.
This doesn't look like an angel at all - this is clearly a monster!
Amos raised his hand and swung his sword without hesitation.
Mental power spread out instantly.
The little cub was a little slow to react, but he quickly pulled the bowstring.
But a light leaped over from a distance, instantly enveloping the remains of the archangel's body and disappearing in that instant. Then Amos looked up and saw flesh and blood falling from the sky above his head. Surrounded by countless stones bestowed by the gods, the archangel was slowly pieced together by an unknown force.
Cutting it off is useless, even attacking the head is useless?
The individual Archangel is also different from other angels.
Amos held the little guy in his arms, standing on the bloody wreckage, and stabbed out several thrusts of power, then looked up at the Archangel's movements, his brows slightly furrowed, and the halo of the crown on his head flickered gently, as if affected by something.
“Beep, beep—”
The power here is obviously stronger than that of the Anthem Organization, and the little cub's arrow failed to penetrate smoothly.
It was blocked outside the barrier and dissipated.
“Finish the fight…?”
The cub looked up at Amos, trying to find an explanation.
Amos thought about it.
"He didn't give me time to finish off the enemy."
Amos originally wanted to finish off the enemy, but it was obvious that the opponent was in a very strange situation.
The chopped-off bodies were connected again by the flesh nets, making a crackling sound of flesh and blood colliding with each other. The archangel's body and face were covered in blood, and his pair of golden eyes stared straight at him, and the whites of his eyes gradually turned into a crazy scarlet.
On the parts of his body that were spliced together, red flesh balls emerged and connected one after another, making him look like he had lost his compassionate look and looked like a complete monster.
Or rather - it felt a little bit like the Beast Commander they had met before, but not exactly the same.
"ah--"
The Archangel growled angrily.
"Look at what you have done. Do you know what you have done to the passionate, kind and powerful angels? You will be swallowed up by the God of Nature - the God of Nature will plunder your power."
At the same time, countless stones of God's grace flickered, as if responding to the whispers he had just kept repeating.
And the reason why Amos felt uncomfortable was also found.
Behind the archangel, where the stones of God's grace surrounded, a crack was slowly torn open - the pitch-black hole was gently twisting, and in the next moment, a pair of blood-red pupils slowly opened from the pitch-black hole!
At the same time, a gray-black mist was spreading outwards, and wherever it went, all colors were quickly fading away.
Amos was all too familiar with this situation—
Isn’t this what pollution looks like when it expands?
At that moment, Amos's mental power began to vibrate violently, and the crown was also affected and began to dissipate unsteadily.
Amos took a step back. Pollution was the nemesis of the Crown Clan.
“Haha, hahahaha—”
The archangel watched Amos's actions and keenly sensed Amos's fear of the god of nature and the predatory power.
"I see, I see—"
"I'd like to see what else you have, so just be swallowed up and become part of the plundering force—"
Xiao Chuzao instinctively looked towards Amos, stretched out his hand, and grasped Amos' crown.
Amos' scalp tingled and he glanced at the cub who was particularly concerned about him.
The cub opened his eyes wide.
"He won't let us finish off the enemy?"
The little guy couldn't believe it. He didn't understand why the Archangel could still get up after all that.
"It's time to show my uncle what a cockroach is!"
Little Chuzao was not afraid, he kept talking to his parents while crying.
"Um."
Amos was speechless about this. He seemed to be able to hear his mother's voice in his hallucination - finish off, finish off, finish off, you must remember to finish off! Whoever kills the monster without finishing off will be punished by copying Saint Cass's history three times!
Amos held the spiritual sword in his hand, thinking in his heart -
It’s not like he doesn’t want to finish off the enemy.
There's no time to finish off the enemy.
Amos dodged the opponent's attack easily, but he had to say that the eye gave him a very bad feeling. Moreover, after the eye appeared, the archangel's power increased rapidly, which Amos could sense.
Amos was thinking about countermeasures.
But at this moment, I am still at ease.
He looked at his little cub and had time to comfort him.
"It's okay, Dad will break his weapon first, it's about to break."
The Archangel's scepter was already covered with cracks and looked like it would break at the slightest touch.
The little guy nodded, but couldn't help but worry.
"Beep, is your mental strength okay?"
The little guy could also feel the turbulence of Amos's mental power, so he turned around in time and grasped Amos's halo.
Amos was about to comfort his cub by telling him that he was fine, but he saw his little cub turn his head angrily and look in the direction of the archangel.
He was so angry, it was all over.
It would be fine if the archangel bullied him, but he even bullied him!
The little cub opened his eyes wide, looking at the archangel standing on the edge of the sky, manipulating countless magics and causing the pollution to gradually spread.
Amos launched an attack at this time, and rushed out with his mental power again -
The spiritual sword collided with the enemy's barrier weapon again - the pollution was a bit difficult to deal with for the Crown Clan, but fortunately Algae Algae was here.
"it's useless."
The archangel's eyes, which could already be called monster eyes, stared at Amos without blinking.
"Don't you feel it? All your attacks have no effect on me, and I am your nemesis now - before you die, you might as well save yourself some effort -"
"Yeah?"
Amos glanced at the wound on his hand, changed the angle to hide it, chuckled and asked back.
The archangel was stimulated by Amos's exceptionally calm and stable mood. He stared at Amos and was about to speak again, but he heard the sound of something breaking next to his ear.
He was stunned for a moment and looked at the scepter he had been holding.
This weapon symbolizes the realm of angels and represents the power of angels.
At this moment, the scepter was covered with cracks, and all the cracks had connected up in circles without knowing when, and golden powder began to fall down.
Xiao Chuzao used all his mental strength to stabilize Amos's crown halo. He looked at the archangel and said angrily: "You are not like what you say. You don't look like an angel at all--!"
The little guy looked at the archangel, he slightly clenched his crown, thinking in his heart.
Angels are not like this -
The angel was sure—not so.
So ugly and twisted, so misleading—
With a loud bang——
The scepter in the Archangel's hand exploded.
The Archangel and Amos, who was holding the cub, retreated at the same time.
Amos looked down and glanced into the cub's pocket.
"Yes - they are not angels -"
Xiao Chuzao was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked up at the sky. He saw nothing, but he heard an exceptionally gentle and familiar voice. When the scepter in the Archangel's hand was broken, was that - the voice of the system?
"system?"
Xiao Chuzao opened his mouth subconsciously and looked around.
The voice was still weak, light and gentle, like the sound of gurgling spring water.
Amos couldn't hear the system, but he could see the crown on his cub's head light up slightly again.
There was also a faint light flickering in the little guy's pocket, and the light was getting brighter and brighter - it was the Angel Fountain Stone.
"No—what happened?"
The archangel instinctively tried to grasp the fragments, but he grabbed nothing.
Xiao Chuzao and Amos both felt the consciousness emanating from the Angel Source Stone at this moment.
It was howling, its anger level rising wildly, and it was jumping up and down.
——This guy, this monster is not an angel!!
——They are outsiders. Because the angels were kind and took them in, they gradually plundered the angels' abilities and became monsters that occupied the right to use the angel realm!!
——Everything in the Angel Realm is controlled by the Angel Scepter, and the Angel Scepter has no consciousness and will only recognize those who are worthy of Angel power... This power also includes all behaviors towards the tribe members.
Little Chuzao looked at the archangel in the sky.
"Isn't he an angel?"
——He is not an angel! He just packaged himself and the race born from his power into angels.
The angelic realm is all deceived.
Deceived by an outside imposter.
That's why everything turned out like this.
The Angel Source Stone also came into being late. It was only there to maintain stability, as well as the outside world. This galaxy had some spaces similar to the Angel Realm to carry other unstable forces in the galaxy. Generally speaking, the races living in such spaces would correspond to a certain immortal species in the galaxy.
Therefore, it does not understand the reproduction of races in the Angel Realm.
Until the other party's power of plunder is gradually exposed.
Enthusiasm, friendliness and strength are qualities that only true angels possess - they do not belong to them.
That's why he always mentions it like that.
"That algae——"
Xiao Chuzao actually still doesn't quite understand why he was born here and what his situation is.
"Angel--?"
——Only you are different, since the day you fell into Angel Spring.
The Angel Fountain Stone was flickering, and countless spots of light slowly emerged from the ground and gathered towards Xiao Chuzao.
The system's voice also spoke softly, as if singing a lullaby -
"Zao Zao, you can do it - you are from the little crown clan. Because of the destruction of your habitat, you were sent here by your habitat and born from the Angel Spring. You are also the last little angel in this world." - Thus, the little crown clan with golden crowns appeared.
“So this guy has that attitude.”
Amos reacted quickly and sneered.
"The guy who took advantage of others' kindness and defenselessness and plundered their power, when he found out something unexpected happened, his first reaction must be fear—"
I am afraid that the same thing will happen again.
"So you're not angels at all!"
Xiao Chuzao reacted belatedly, and he looked at the monster Archangel flying above his head.
He gripped his small bow and arrow tightly.
The angel's scepter had been completely shattered, and after a brief panic, the archangel seemed to calm down again.
He looked at the angry, wide-eyed little cub.
A slightly weird smile appeared at the corner of his lips.
"I say I am an angel, that is, those qualities are possessed by angels, we are angels——"
He looked down at the flying spots of light again.
Seems like he thought of something.
"It was a beautiful sight when these foolish and kind races perished. Their power was plundered and buried forever under this land—"
He said, looking up at Amos and the cub again.
"Okay, that's enough of the nonsense and politeness."
His body was twisting, and behind him, a crack was getting longer and longer.
"It is surprising that there are races as powerful as yours in other worlds, but that is all you can do—"
"Even this kind of power can't hurt or attack me. Just like I said before, then what can you change? What can you bring?"
The Archangel smiled.
"Just become the power of the Plunder Stone. Wait for my new round of reconstruction. It doesn't matter. By then, the Angel Realm will be a completely different scene, more beautiful than it is now, and will become the dreamland of countless people. And you will become the force that builds this place—"
Xiao Chuzao pulled the bowstring. In fact, there were still many things he didn't understand, and he had many questions he wanted to ask the system that had finally appeared.
The system's voice was so gentle, as if it was coaxing its own child, so gentle that the little guy was a little dazed and had an urge to cry - what exactly was this feeling? The little guy didn't know, he always felt that he had heard such a voice before, when he was younger, when he didn't remember anything.
But somewhere in the dark, there were several voices speaking to him - pulling up his own bowstring.
Zaozao pulled his bowstring, and countless points of light gathered together, converging towards Xiao Chuzao and merging into his crown.
The wings behind him felt uncomfortable for a moment, as if something was about to break through.
The pollution around the other party is very strong at this moment, and it is no longer suitable to get close.
Amos's mental power also pressed on Xiao Chuzao's bowstring, and the arrow with a black tail flame gradually expanded -
The power of the archangel has already reached them, colliding violently with their mental strength.
In the black gap, the terrifying scarlet eye has slowly opened the other one, showing desire and greed for the power of flesh and blood.
The archangel held a crossbow-like weapon in his hand, and the power fell one after another. He looked at Xiao Chuzao's arrow, the arrow that was suppressed and blocked by his power -
He said contemptuously: "It's useless. You have tried it, haven't you? Such power is your nemesis - Chu Zao. This is the name given to you by the Angel Spring, the only name given by the Angel Spring. But you are still the same as before, the cowardly and pathetic little thing. You can't do anything, just like before."
The crown of spiritual power on Amos's head flickered to the extreme. His terrifying spiritual power resisted the opponent's power in all directions and counterattacked, suppressing it again. The head of the family did not think of a more appropriate countermeasure, so he decided to destroy the opponent a few more times to try. He couldn't be reborn infinitely, right? But before that: "You really talk a lot."
At this moment, countless points of light gathered onto the crown of the little Chuzao. In the collision of power, the wings behind the cub trembled lightly, and suddenly, a new pair of small wings emerged from his back -
Amos paused.
At the same time, arrows were fired.
At that moment, the barrier was penetrated, and the black flames, wrapped in the radiance of the angel realm, instantly tore apart the barrier magic and power, and rushed to the eyes of the archangel.
The burning black flames at that moment caused the surrounding power to begin to collapse layer by layer, and began to swallow up the God's Gift Stone beside the Archangel bit by bit. The Archangel, who had a calm expression and thought it didn't matter, finally became panicked - why was his power... collapsing?
The cub spread out its six little wings and pulled the bowstring again.
A pair of eyes seemed to be able to see deep into his heart, without fear or cowardice.
It seems to be saying - my cowardly self in the past was your biggest misunderstanding of me.
In a blink of an eye, the arrow was approaching -
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