Chapter 51 Quickly Transmigrate! Conquer Michael and Lucifer (42)
The feeling of uneasiness entangled Feng Ziang's heart like a vine. He clenched the sword in his hand. The sword emitted a faint light, but it was like the light of a fire and could hardly dispel the endless darkness.
Suddenly, a sharp dark force broke through the void and headed straight towards Feng Ziang.
He instinctively raised his sword to block, but with a "clang" sound, a huge force came over him, making his palm numb and he almost lost his grip on the sword.
"A sneak attack? That's not martial ethics!" Feng Ziang complained, but his voice was quickly swallowed up by the darkness.
He felt like a lone boat, drifting in a storm and in danger of being swallowed by the huge waves at any time.
In the distance, there was a faint sound of metal colliding. It was Michael fighting.
Feng Ziang tried hard to identify the direction and wanted to get closer to Michael, but the power of darkness was like an invisible giant net that bound him tightly and made him unable to move.
In the darkness, Michael wielded the holy sword and fought against the forces of darkness.
Every collision produced dazzling sparks, illuminating his resolute face.
His arms began to tremble, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted.
The angels around him could only watch helplessly as Michael was surrounded by darkness.
Their faces were filled with worry, their hands tightly grasped their weapons, but they did not dare to take a step forward.
"Michael! Hold on!" Raphael's voice came from the darkness, trembling slightly.
Michael's breathing became more and more rapid, and his movements began to become slower.
The dark power was like a maggot on his tarsal bone, constantly corroding his body and making him feel extremely tired.
"Is... this the end of me?" A trace of despair flashed through Michael's mind.
At this moment, he vaguely heard Feng Ziang's voice. Although it was faint, it was like a ray of dawn, illuminating the darkness in his heart.
"Michael! Left! Three o'clock!" Feng Ziang's voice rang out again, with a hint of excitement, "I seem to have discovered the attack pattern of this old man!"
Feng Ziang's shout was like a bolt of lightning in the darkness, instantly splitting the fog in Michael's heart.
He was suddenly startled, and his originally confused consciousness became a little clearer.
Left, three o'clock?
Michael's body reacted as soon as he thought about it.
With the power of the holy sword, he turned his body strangely and dodged the oncoming dark chains like flowing water.
"Oh my god, this kid actually managed to escape?" Lucifer's slightly surprised voice came from the darkness.
The corners of Michael's mouth rose slightly, although it was only for a moment, but it was enough for him to seize the opportunity and successfully dodge.
He knew that this was definitely not a coincidence, but the credit of Feng Ziang.
"Lao Mi, your movement skills are really good. You're almost catching up with my Feng Sao's movement skills!" Feng Ziang's voice came again, with a hint of ridicule.
"Huh, kid, you are quite reliable at the critical moment!" Michael responded, with a rare hint of relief in his tone.
One of them was in darkness, but he seemed to have found the exit in a maze; the other was in a desperate situation, but he seemed to have been injected with a new strength.
The dialogue between them is like an invisible bridge connecting their hearts.
Feng Ziang and Michael looked at each other. Although separated by darkness, they seemed to see the fire in each other's eyes.
That is the flame of trust, the flame of determination, the flame of never giving up!
This feeling of mutual understanding gave them a sense of strength.
They are no longer fighting alone, but comrades facing difficulties together.
The darkness around them seemed to sense the bond between them and began to become unstable, as if it would collapse at any moment.
"It seems like you two are quite interesting!" Lucifer's voice sounded again, with a hint of amusement, "But the game has just begun!"
Michael tightly grasped the holy sword in his hand. The sword shone with dazzling light, dispelling the darkness around him. Feng Ziang also tightly grasped the long sword. He knew that the real battle had just begun!
"Michael, are you ready?" Feng Ziang's voice was filled with excitement.
"Of course, my comrade, this time, I want to let Old Six know who the real father is!" Michael responded.
"Well, let him see what a real... counterattack is!"
They both shouted at the same time, their voices resounding through the sky and echoing in the entire darkness.
Lucifer was enraged when he saw that the two were not defeated by his ultimate move, and his eyes flashed with uncontrollable madness.
He waved his hands, and dark magic poured down like a violent storm, shrouding the entire battlefield in a pitch-black abyss.
Michael and Feng Ziang were under tremendous pressure, their bodies were shaking in the violent dark power, but their gazes remained firm, like bright stars shining in the dark night sky.
"This... this power!" Feng Ziang felt the power of the dark magic. He clenched his teeth, and the long sword in his hand trembled violently. Every inch of his skin was corroded by the power of darkness, as if it was going to tear him apart.
"Hold on, Feng Ziang!" Michael's voice was firm and powerful. He swung the holy sword, and the blade collided with the dark power, making a deafening sound.
Every collision sounded like thunder, making his ears buzz, but his eyes never left Feng Ziang.
Feng Ziang felt Michael's determination, and an unprecedented power surged in his heart.
He took a deep breath, concentrated all his strength, and emitted a dazzling light at the same time as Michael's holy sword.
Their eyes met, and at that moment, they seemed to have a telepathic connection and an invisible bridge had been built between them.
"Michael, are you ready?" Feng Ziang shouted, his voice penetrating the darkness and echoing throughout the battlefield.
"Always be prepared!" Michael responded firmly. The holy sword in his hand shone brightly and merged with Feng Ziang's long sword to form a strong light.
At this moment, they launched a powerful attack together, and the light swept across the battlefield like a dragon, breaking through some of Lucifer's dark forces.
The surrounding demons were knocked to the ground by this force, and were repelled by the light with screams.
Seeing this, the angels shouted excitedly, and the situation on the battlefield began to change.
Although Lucifer was shocked, he was not defeated.
His eyes became more ferocious and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if he was preparing for a more terrifying attack.
He took a deep breath, and the dark power around him condensed again, like a huge dark cloud, ready to explode at any time.
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