Fortunately, Grace had sent people to disperse the residents around the Vatican before taking action, otherwise there might have been many casualties.
These so-called gods, whether evil gods or angels, have never cared about human lives.
Yang Cheng's body was surging with bloodlust, and the bloodlust sword energy in the sky surged wildly, tearing apart the raging flames.
Seraphim pointed her flaming spear at Yang Cheng, her seven wings flapping, leaving only a trail of flame in the air. In the blink of an eye, she appeared in front of Yang Cheng, and the flaming spear was already piercing towards Yang Cheng's chest!
After arriving in this world, Yang Cheng encountered any divine beings who used their own power of rules.
This was the first time Yang Cheng had ever seen a fight that relied solely on physical combat.
At the critical moment, the Soul-Severing Spear flashed with a chilling power, and the power of the Frost Prison suddenly erupted, freezing the flaming spear and even extending to Seraph's arms, freezing them as well.
The Soul-Severing Spear flicked, thrust, and stabbed.
He deflected Seraph's attack, parried his flaming spear, and with a tremor, pierced directly into Seraph's shoulder, instantly piercing him through!
But the next moment, Seraph's frozen arm was instantly unfrozen, and his seven wings trembled, slashing towards Yang Cheng like sharp longswords.
Yang Cheng withdrew his gun and retreated. Seraphna's shoulder, pierced by blood, gushed out in large spurts of blood, which even scorched the ground, creating a huge crater.
But in an instant, the flames gathered on the wound, and the large hole was healed in a moment.
Yang Cheng glanced at Yubis and the others on the ground and frowned slightly.
This thing is impossible to kill.
On the ground, Ubith and the others were constantly providing power to the Seraphim, and almost any injury could be healed instantly.
Moreover, this thing's body is extremely strange. Although it is not very sturdy, it seems to have no bones. Even if its heart is pierced, it will not die.
Yang Cheng's shot should have been able to pierce the shoulder blade and shatter the arm bones.
The result was that the piercings seemed to penetrate into flesh and blood, and the flesh and blood of the other party were also magma.
This is because the Soul-Severing Spear is of a fairly good grade; other weapons would have melted by now.
Having failed in his first attack, Seraph once again transformed into boundless flames and charged toward Yang Cheng.
All seven wings on her back transformed into sharp, piercing feathers that shot out, each one ablaze with raging flames.
This raging flame has the effect of burning spiritual energy; even the bloodthirsty aura surrounding Yang Cheng is partially evaporated when it comes into contact with this flame.
Yang Cheng neither dodged nor evaded, but activated the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts to its limit. Amidst the flashing light, his blood and energy surged, and he thrust out with his spear. The scarlet light was like a blood moon in the sky, dazzling and brilliant.
With a deafening roar, Yang Cheng and Seraphim were forced back more than ten steps before colliding again and engaging in a fierce battle.
The sheer power of this battle between the two angels was comparable to a battle of gods to the people below.
The shattered pieces fell to the ground like lava cannonballs, instantly creating craters several meters in size, with the lava still flowing hot inside.
Yang Cheng's bloodthirsty aura was shattered and scattered, instantly tearing a house apart and leaving a huge knife mark.
Once the two started fighting, the crowd below could no longer attack and had to retreat and dodge.
Yang Cheng became increasingly alarmed as the fight progressed in mid-air.
This seraph did not give him the same sense of oppression as the cherubim, the god of wisdom; he felt that this seraph was somewhat like a dead… angel.
To be precise, they are not dead, but rather lifeless.
God can have emotions, but he has no joy or anger; that does not mean he has no life.
Seraphim gave Yang Cheng the feeling of being a robot. In combat, his moves were far less varied than Yang Cheng's, but he could choose the most suitable attack point for each strike.
Sometimes, even if she couldn't dodge Yang Cheng's shot, she would choose to take the hit with her bare body before launching a counterattack.
This robot-like fighting style is very troublesome. It feels like they don't care about their own lives at all, treating themselves completely like weapons, with the goal of destroying the people in front of them.
When the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife was available, Yang Cheng could have found an opportunity to use it to cut off the opponent's head.
Unfortunately, they've used up all the uses of the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife and are now stuck in a stalemate without using their trump cards.
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