"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The sharp crashing sounds exploded densely in the rift valley, far exceeding any previous battle.
Torge's reaction was not slow.
The giant arm covered with dark blue ice crystals brought up a storm of ice chips when blocking the head attack, barely blocking the pure black giant claw.
At the moment of head-on collision, the ice armor groaned under the heavy burden, and the dark blue ice crystals at the point where the claws hit cracked into spider-web-like patterns.
The originally brilliant star-blue glow struggled frantically within the crack, but was tightly entangled and confined by countless dense dark magic powers like black thorns.
It was as if it was sucked into a bottomless abyss, unable to escape and repair itself.
The attack on the knee joint was also not completely avoided.
The pure black claws scraped along the edge of the ice armor, not only tearing a deep scar, but also allowing a sinister and sticky dark magic to penetrate into the joints.
Torge's huge body staggered and half-knelt, his icy knees hitting the frozen ground with a dull sound.
What was even more deadly was that the dark magic that had penetrated into the cracks did not dissipate. Instead, it greedily eroded and spread into the interior of the ice armor like a living thing.
The surface of the deep blue ice crystal was quickly stained with a charred black color, and the black stain was constantly expanding, spreading along the texture of the ice armor to his torso and limbs.
Torge roared in anger and pain, his voice mingled with the harsh noise of ice crystals rubbing against each other.
He wanted to fight back, and his arm covered with heavy ice crystals condensed into a highly compressed star-blue ice vortex that was strong enough to tear steel, and smashed it hard into the waist and abdomen of the suspended dark angel.
However, the Dark Angel's movements were as smooth as a ghost.
It's not hard-wired.
The huge black wings of light flapped seemingly casually, and the body moved half a body length away strangely.
He let the icy vortex energy that was powerful enough to shatter rocks pass by his dark body, only causing a ripple of black waves in the magic power escaping from the outer layer.
At the same time, an invisible "mouth" appeared on the angel's blurred face. No sound came out, but a circle of visible shock waves containing the ultimate dark divine power spread out.
This silent scream aimed directly at the core of his soul!
Torge's massive icy body suddenly stiffened, as if an invisible hammer had struck him directly deep within his consciousness.
The star-blue light that was originally struggling and leaping on his body flickered violently, and then dimmed in an instant, as if it could go out at any time.
The power he tried to mobilize was interrupted, and the next attack he was about to gather was forced to stop.
Just as he froze, the giant black claws reached out again!
“Puff!”
A sharp claw accurately pierced through the weak spot in the ice armor on Torg's left shoulder, which had been injured before and had not yet fully repaired.
Broken ice crystals mixed with frozen star-blue energy fragments flew everywhere.
Thicker black magic power rushed in madly through the gap, and the ice armor around the shoulder blades turned black and lost its luster at a speed visible to the naked eye, like a piece of rusty iron.
The Dark Angels have an absolute advantage.
It hovered in the air, constantly moving around Torge, whose movements were obviously clumsy and sluggish due to the suppression of divinity.
Every attack of the pure black claws was like a venomous snake spitting out its tongue, accurately and fiercely striking the parts of Torg's ice armor with the most cracks or the parts severely eroded by dark magic.
Every time a silent scream is released, the circulation of star energy in Torge's body becomes fatally stagnant, interrupting his counterattack rhythm and self-healing process.
Torge was forced to defend himself, using his giant arms covered with dark blue ice crystals to continuously block vital points. His heavy ice body retreated step by step under the violent storm of attacks.
Every block was accompanied by the shattering of ice armor and the deepening erosion of dark magic.
The charred stains on his body were like an ever-expanding plague map, almost completely dyeing this huge ice crystal statue into a desperate inky black.
The powerful self-healing power derived from the Heart of the Star Corpse became extremely inefficient under the continuous erosion of the dark divinity.
The wound that had just been barely sealed was broken again the next moment by a new attack from the claws or the shock of divine power.
In the shadows of the distant ice crevice, Mark, who witnessed this scene, narrowed his pupils and lowered his voice:
"No, completely suppressed. Torge can't hold out for much longer. That angel's power... is wrong. It has a divine quality!"
Mark held the cross necklace and felt it, and found that the mysterious existence did not seem to be disturbed by the appearance of divinity.
Could it be that the God of Darkness is also the main god of a region, so even the mysterious beings dare not make moves against him?
Just like when the Seraph descended, the divinity of the angels from the Church of Holy Light was unable to lure out the mysterious existence.
The light of identification in Monica's eyes flashed rapidly:
"The Dark Church's hold on the Star Remains Heart is too strong. Torge's core light is locked within him, unable to release its power. His recovery ability is greatly reduced, and his body is still being contaminated... If the attack continues, he will completely disintegrate."
Enzo gripped his warhammer tightly, looking at the suppressed giant with complicated eyes, and said in a low voice: "Chief...he..."
He understood that the Torge in front of him was no longer the patriarch of Deep Furnace.
After a while, he finally made up his mind and said firmly, "Mark, we should retreat. Their attention is all over there. If we don't leave now, the angels will take care of Torge, and we will be next!"
Anna on the side had already turned to the side of the chaotic battlefield. That was the escape gap they had calculated before.
Mark glanced at Torge, who was shrouded in the dark magic net-like divine power and stained with ink by ice crystals and struggling hard, and glanced at the dark angel in the sky that exuded absolute pressure, and also made a judgment.
"Let's go! Now!"
The team moved quickly and silently towards the designated extraction point, ready to give up intervening in this confrontation that was beyond their capabilities.
Even though the Dark Angel and Torge did not emanate a legendary aura.
Infinitely close to the legendary level, the terrifying strength of the ninth level peak is not something they can withstand.
In a sense, even ordinary professionals at the legendary level would probably have no choice but to die in regret when facing these two people who possess divinity and strange characteristics.
But just as Mark's team was retreating, something strange happened.
The Dark Angel seemed to think victory was certain and looked down upon the enemy.
A soul-shaking scream, mixed with divine energy, resounded across the battlefield, filled with cold pride and contempt:
"Humble star remains! Struggling in their last moments! They've even merged with the foul icy power of the human world. They're only fit to become the foundation and sustenance of the abyss under my lord's command!"
Just a moment after he finished speaking, Torge, who was already in a state of confusion, seemed to have grasped something important.
He had been constantly suppressed and beaten, and large areas of his body had turned into a dark inky torgue, with his face covered with ice crystals.
The corners of his originally empty and cold mouth suddenly stretched into an inhuman arc.
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