Chapter 53 Quickly Transmigrate! Conquer Michael and Lucifer (44)
The sticky dark breath penetrated into their nostrils, bringing with it a nauseating stench of decay.
Feng Ziang could feel a tingling sensation on his skin, as if countless tiny needles were pricking his body.
"Zi'ang, be careful!" Michael shouted and swung his sword at a shadow that came out of the darkness.
The sword flashed, and the shadow let out a sharp scream before disappearing in a puff of black smoke.
They approached Lucifer with difficulty, and every step was like dancing on the edge of a knife.
There are countless dangers lurking in the darkness, and one could be doomed if one is not careful.
Finally, they came before Lucifer.
Lucifer hangs in the center of darkness, like a king in control of everything.
"You guys think you can challenge me?" Lucifer smiled contemptuously, his figure flashed like a ghost, and he appeared behind Michael in an instant.
Michael was prepared and turned around, wielding his sword to block.
The two swords collided with each other, making a sharp metal collision sound and splashing dazzling sparks.
Feng Ziang seized the opportunity and stabbed Lucifer in the chest with his sword.
Lucifer dodged to the side and slapped Feng Ziang on the chest with his backhand.
Feng Ziang groaned, flew backwards, and fell heavily to the ground.
"You don't know what you can do!" Lucifer sneered and attacked Michael again.
Michael and Lucifer engaged in a fierce close combat.
Their figures intersected in the darkness, swords flashed, and fists flew.
The air around them was stirred into chaos by their power, making bursts of noise.
The angels and demons watched this ultimate showdown nervously, not daring to breathe.
Suddenly, Feng Ziang got up from the ground, "Michael, I'm here to help you!" He shouted and rushed towards Lucifer again...
"Wait..." Feng Ziang suddenly stopped. He felt a powerful force awakening in his body...
Feng Ziang only felt a warm current rushing from his dantian to his limbs and bones, and an unprecedented sense of power filled his whole body.
"Fuck, is this cheating?" He couldn't help but exclaim.
There was a flash of golden light in his eyes, so fast that it was almost invisible to the naked eye. There was a lot of afterimage, and he appeared behind Lucifer as if teleporting.
Lucifer had a lot of combat experience, and he instinctively sensed the approaching danger and turned around quickly.
But I was still a step too slow!
Feng Ziang charged forward with a punch, hitting Lucifer right on the back.
"Bang!"
There was a loud bang, like a bolt from the blue.
Lucifer staggered a few steps and looked down at his chest in disbelief - there, a golden light was swirling, and a clear fist mark appeared.
"Ahhhh!" Lucifer roared in pain, his voice was hoarse and unpleasant, as if he was a devil from hell.
The black mist on his body began to surge violently like boiling water, but quickly dissipated, revealing his pale face.
The demons around him suddenly fell silent, their eyes almost popping out of their heads.
“The boss was actually... beaten?!” They looked at each other, their hearts filled with fear and anxiety.
On the other hand, the angel camp was cheering.
"Feng Ziang is awesome!" "Beat him!" Raphael covered his wound and couldn't help but cheer.
Michael looked at Feng Ziang's back, this damn charming guy!
He had never loved Feng Ziang as deeply as he did at this moment. This emotion made him even stronger, as if he had unlimited energy.
He and Feng Ziang cooperated perfectly, as graceful and deadly as a duet.
The two figures shuttled across the battlefield, swords flashed, and fists flew.
Wherever he passed, demons fell one after another and wailing was heard everywhere.
"Michael..." Feng Ziang panted, beads of sweat oozing from his forehead, but he still stared at Lucifer with burning eyes, "One last blow, together?"
Michael looked at Feng Ziang tenderly. He held the sword tightly in his hand and stood side by side with Feng Ziang, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at Lucifer.
"Together."
The two men raised their weapons at the same time, and the golden and silver lights shone together, illuminating the entire battlefield...
"Wait!" A cold voice suddenly sounded...
"Wait!" Cain's cold voice was like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, instantly breaking the sacred atmosphere.
He stood in front of Lucifer with a crazy smile on his face, holding a dagger in his hand, pressing it against Feng Ziang's neck.
"Don't move! Or I'll kill him!"
Feng Ziang only felt a chill on his neck, and a chill instantly spread throughout his body.
What the hell, what kind of magic is this?
He was complaining madly in his heart, but he pretended to be calm on the surface.
Michael's expression suddenly changed, and the sword in his hand stopped in mid-air.
Damn traitor!
How dare he!
"Let him go!" Michael's voice was icy cold, as if it came from the depths of hell.
"Haha, let him go? Do you think I'm stupid?" Cain laughed wildly, "As long as he is in my hands, you dare not act rashly!" Greed and madness were intertwined in his eyes, like a beast that had lost its mind.
"What do you want?" Michael suppressed the anger in his heart. He knew he couldn't act impulsively now.
"I want... power! Supreme power!" Cain roared, and pressed the dagger in his hand against Feng Ziang's neck again, and a trickle of blood flowed down the blade.
Feng Ziang felt a burning pain in his neck, but his heart was calm.
That's it?
Small scene!
He has seen a lot of storms, so what's a minor injury like this?
It’s just acting, who can’t do it?
He pretended to be scared and said tremblingly: "Michael...save me..."
Seeing Feng Ziang’s frightened look, Michael felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife.
He wanted to rush up and tear Cain into pieces immediately, but he couldn't risk Feng Ziang's life.
At this critical moment, a golden light flashed.
Lucifer suddenly attacked and slapped Cain away.
"Waste!" He glanced coldly at Cain lying on the ground.
Cain fell to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood. He struggled to get up, but finally fell down powerlessly.
Feng Ziang only felt his neck loosen, and before he could react, Michael held him tightly in his arms.
"Are you okay?" Michael's voice was trembling slightly. He hugged Feng Ziang tightly, as if he wanted to rub him into his body.
"I'm fine." Feng Ziang patted Michael's back gently, with a slight smile on his face.
"Let's go." Michael took Feng Ziang's hand and turned to walk out of the castle.
The angels cheered and followed them out of the castle.
The dawn of victory spread across the entire battlefield. All the dangers and difficulties that had once existed were left behind, and their faces were filled with the joy of victory.
However, they know the war may not really be over.
In the distance, there seems to be a new dark force surging, and their future is full of unknown challenges.
"Michael..." Feng Ziang suddenly stopped and looked into the distance, a trace of uneasiness flashing in his eyes, "I feel..."
"What's wrong?" Michael asked concernedly.
"I feel..." Feng Ziang paused, "It seems like something is watching us...
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