“Amitabha, that’s right, the Black God has gone completely mad. In his eyes, they are the most devout and kindest believers in the world, while we are utter heretics.”
Just then.
Buzz!
Holy light appeared on the sphere, gradually engulfing all colors.
Then, the holy light slowly contracted, melting like water, and finally transformed into a single eye with pure white wings.
Its pure white wings are covered with blood vessels, and between the feathers are countless human eyes, making the feathers look like eyelids. The huge single eye at the very center is also covered with blood vessels, like a spider web.
Its appearance is very similar to the angel of the devil, but it is much smaller, estimated to be only ten meters in size, making it a miniature version of the angel.
Clearly, this is the true child of angels. The previous full moon was probably like an egg, and now it has been hatched.
The moment the Child of Angels appeared, even Yang Ming and the others couldn't hold on any longer. They clutched their heads, collapsed to the ground in agony, their faces contorted in pain, veins bulging on their cheeks.
Currently, the only ones who can stand in the arena are Fang Xiu and Kong Jianwu, both sixth-level cultivators.
It seems that even a fifth-tier powerhouse doesn't have the right to stand before the offspring of the Demon God.
Fang Xiu frowned slightly. After the old Taoist Wuwei reminded him, he roughly judged the level of the Ghost God's offspring: the peak of the seventh rank. This was probably because it was not a complete form that had descended.
However, he had come into contact with the Heart of Forbidden Ghosts, which meant he had come into contact with the power of the seventh rank. Although this level of power was strong, it was not enough to prevent a fifth-rank expert from even standing.
Suddenly, a possibility occurred to him: the status of a mysterious god!
The Child of Angels clearly carries a trace of the rank of the Evil God Angel. It is because of the pressure of that rank that the corruption is greatly amplified, which is so great that even a fifth-tier powerhouse cannot withstand it.
"Captain... if you have any trump cards up your sleeve, don't hold back. Just kill the Angel's Son already!" the old Taoist priest said, trembling slightly.
With just one glance, he knew clearly that he was no match for the Son of Angels, not even qualified to fight him. The only one he could rely on now was Fang Xiu.
After all, Fang Xiu had said that he had already seen the future.
However, Fang Xiu's answer remained the same: "No rush."
Upon hearing those two words, Kongjian and Wuwei were practically frantic. How could they not be anxious?! The Angel's Child was practically beckoning them; if they didn't use their trump card now, when would they? Were they waiting until they were dead to use it?
The two were right; Fang Xiu's trump card could only be used after he died.
The Son of Angels stared indifferently at Fang Xiu and the others. This time, the voice of the Black God did not ring out again, clearly indicating that he had been completely assimilated by the Son of Angels.
Buzz!
A mad, delirious murmur arose; it was the voice of the angel's son.
The murmured voices flooded into Fang Xiu and the others' minds. Although they couldn't understand them, they clearly understood His meaning... Praise me!
Suddenly, Fang Xiu laughed, a ferocious laugh revealing his gleaming white teeth and his deep, dark eyes: "Hehehe... Just like your father. Wife, give him a good thrashing."
Fang Xiu summoned his wife without saying a word.
Although he hated his wife, he had to admit that she was really useful. With his current methods, the only way to harm the offspring of the evil god was through his wife.
He also wanted to conduct an experiment to see if his wife could still ignore everything when faced with the son of an angel with the status of a demon god.
Whoosh!
His wife appeared out of thin air and floated towards the angel's son like a ghost.
The angel's son's eyes were filled with indifference, devoid of any human emotion, and he looked at his wife as if she were an ant.
Whoosh!
A beam of holy light shot out from His eyes.
The holy light He used was on a completely different level from that of the Black God. This holy light was extremely brilliant, like the first ray of light at the beginning of the world, illuminating the entire world, and contained a terrifying aura of law.
However, when the holy light shone on his wife, she did not react at all, and her expression did not change in the slightest; she still had that gentle, watery smile.
The next second, the holy light passed straight through his wife as if it were air, and his wife arrived in front of the angel's son.
Snap!
A powerful blow landed squarely on the Angel's Son's large eyeball.
Wuwei and Kongjian were instantly stunned, staring at Fang Xiu and his wife in disbelief.
Is this Captain Fang's trump card? It's truly terrifying! Even if a descendant of a peculiar god came to the mortal world, he would have to endure two major battles before returning.
Sora is especially qualified to speak on this, since he has also been whipped. He found it unbelievable when he was whipped, and now that he sees the Angel Child being whipped, he can only say it is even more unbelievable than when he was whipped.
If she can even draw from offspring with the status of a treacherous god, is there anything in this world that she cannot draw from?
Despite being subjected to a powerful attack, the Angel's Child remained indifferent, but his behavior suggested he was enraged. Perhaps because he lacked human emotions, he was unable to express them.
An unimaginable surge of holy light erupted from His body, just like the sun rising from the horizon, instantly illuminating the whole world. Under the illumination of the holy light, everything began to melt away.
Wuwei and Kongjian didn't even have time to scream before they turned to ashes, completely dissolved without leaving a trace. The two poor souls died without ever seeing the future Fang Xiu had spoken of.
When the holy light dissipated, the holy city was gone, and Yang Ming and the others were gone too. Everything was razed to the ground, but Fang Xiu and his wife remained unharmed, standing in the same spot.
One is calm, the other is gentle.
For the first time, a hint of doubt appeared in the eyes of the Angel's Son, as if he was wondering why the two had not died.
He emitted holy light again, attempting to dissolve the two, but to no avail.
Fang Xiu and his wife remained standing quietly in the same spot, completely unharmed.
"It seems that even your status as a 'Deity of Evil' doesn't affect you," Fang Xiu said slowly, gazing at his wife's beautiful figure.
His calm tone concealed an intense, suppressed hatred.
Because this means that his wife's true form is stronger than the Ghost God! It means that it will be even more difficult for him to take revenge!
His wife didn't reply, after all, she was just a projection of Fang Xiu.
The Son of the Angel was enraged. He may not know what anger is, but all He wanted now was to kill the two people in front of Him. In His limited understanding, everyone who saw Him could only feel fear, piety, and frantic praise, not be ignored.
It suddenly flapped its wings, and the numerous eyes on its pure white wings opened all at once, shooting out beams of holy light that intertwined into a net, enveloping and covering Fang Xiu and his wife, as if to cut them into pieces.
At this moment, Fang Xiu looked at the Son of Angels and said calmly, "It's also possible that you're too weak. You should call your father out to give it a try."
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