Chapter 52 Quickly Transmigrate! Conquer Michael and Lucifer (43)
Then, the power of darkness transformed into strange waves and spread out in all directions.
Michael and Feng Ziang only felt a darkness before their eyes, and everything around them seemed to be distorted.
They saw the scenes they feared the most flash before their eyes - the angels struggling in a pool of blood, Raphael falling to the ground seriously injured, Michael saw his beloved comrades gradually disappearing in the darkness, and Feng Ziang saw Michael being imprisoned by Lucifer and tortured.
"No!" Michael roared, and the light of the holy sword in his hand shook and almost went out.
Feng Ziang also felt a sharp pain in his heart. His sword was shaking and almost slipped out of his hand.
When the surrounding angels saw this scene, their energy and fighting power dropped drastically.
At this moment, Feng Ziang suddenly felt a warm touch, and Michael's hand tightly held his hand.
Michael's body temperature was transmitted through his palms, as if a warm force was injected into his body.
Michael's eyes flashed with determination, as if telling him: "We can't be defeated by these illusions!"
Feng Ziang's heartbeat quickened, and he could feel Michael's heartbeat beating in sync with his own.
The two bodies were almost pressed together. This close contact gave rise to a strange feeling in their hearts, and the darkness around them seemed to become ambiguous.
"Michael..." Feng Ziang said in a low voice, with a slight tremor in his voice.
Michael smiled slightly and turned his head, and their eyes met, as if time had frozen at that moment.
"We can win, as long as we believe in each other." Michael's voice was low and firm.
"Yeah." Feng Ziang nodded, the fear in his heart gradually dissipated, replaced by a strong determination.
Their bodies were pressed tightly together, like an indivisible whole, and the darkness around them seemed to be gradually dispelled by this power.
At this moment, Feng Ziang suddenly realized that this was an ingenious trap.
He took a deep breath, suppressed his emotions, and whispered to Michael: "Michael, are you ready to fight back?"
Michael nodded, and there was a determined light in the eyes of both of them.
On the dark battlefield, a new legend is about to begin.
Feng Ziang shuddered suddenly, as if a basin of ice water was poured over his heart.
"Something's wrong! This is going too smoothly!" he thought to himself.
Lucifer is well-known in the God Realm for his cunning schemes. How could he allow them to overcome their inner demons so easily?
When something is abnormal, there must be something wrong!
Feng Ziang calmed down and quickly looked around, trying to find the flaw.
Suddenly, his eyes locked on an inconspicuous black vortex at the edge of the battlefield.
Although the vortex was small, it emitted heart-pounding waves, exactly the same as the waves during Lucifer's previous attack.
"Michael! Be careful! It's a trap!" Feng Ziang shouted, grabbed Michael's arm, and narrowly avoided being swallowed by the black vortex.
"Boom!" With a loud noise, the black vortex exploded, and the powerful shock wave knocked the surrounding angels to the ground.
Lucifer's confident smile froze in an instant, replaced by a look of disbelief.
"How is it possible! You actually saw through my 'Eye of the Abyss'?!"
Before Michael could react to what was happening, Feng Ziang grabbed him.
After he stood firm, he suddenly realized that if he was sucked in, the consequences would be disastrous.
"Zi'ang, you..."
"Stop talking and fuck him!" Feng Ziang interrupted Michael before he could finish.
The opportunity is fleeting, and Lucifer's shock at this moment is the best time for them to counterattack!
He held Michael's hand with his backhand and transferred a force of divine power to him.
Michael immediately understood Feng Ziang's meaning. The holy sword shone brightly, and a sharp sword energy went straight towards Lucifer!
Lucifer was caught off guard and was wounded by the sword energy, with black blood oozing out from the wound.
"Ah!" Lucifer screamed in pain and covered the wound in disbelief.
"Damn it! You lowly bunch..."
The surrounding angels were greatly encouraged upon seeing this, and they shouted one after another: "Lord Michael is mighty! Lord God's messenger is mighty!" The balance of battle began to tilt towards them.
Feng Ziang looked at Lucifer who was covering his wound, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"This is just the beginning..." He turned to look at Michael, "Next, let's..."
"Come on, let me see your true strength!" Lucifer's voice seemed to come from the abyss, echoing throughout the battlefield.
Then, the power of darkness transformed into strange waves and spread out in all directions.
Feng Ziang shuddered suddenly, as if a basin of ice water was poured over his heart.
"Something's wrong! This is going too smoothly!" he thought to himself.
"Boom!" With a loud noise, the black vortex exploded, and the powerful shock wave knocked the surrounding angels to the ground.
Lucifer's confident smile froze in an instant, replaced by a look of disbelief.
However, Lucifer obviously will not give up easily.
He became angry and waved his hands outwards, and more demons emerged from the darkness.
These demons surged towards Michael and Feng Ziang like a tide, surrounding them in a vortex of darkness again. His injuries worsened and his life was in danger. The morale of the angels was hit, and despair spread among the angel camp.
Michael and Feng Ziang looked at the injured Raphael, their hearts filled with anger and helplessness.
They decided to rush towards Lucifer regardless of the consequences and end the battle.
"Michael, follow me!" Feng Ziang gave an order, and the two of them jumped up at the same time, aiming directly at Lucifer.
Lucifer showed a hint of sneer at the corner of his mouth, as if he had been prepared for it.
Lucifer sneered and drew a strange arc in the air with his hands.
Black mist rose from under his feet like rolling thick smoke, instantly enveloping him, Michael, and Feng Ziang.
In the darkness, countless twisted shadows squirmed and uttered creepy whispers, like roars from the depths of hell.
"Want to get close to me? You're dreaming!" Lucifer's voice came from the darkness, with teasing and mockery.
Michael and Feng Ziang stood back to back, looking around vigilantly.
The power of darkness clung to them like a maggot in their tarsal bones, trying to devour them.
Every step forward feels like wading through a swamp, heavy and difficult.
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