Chapter 54 Quickly Transmigrate! Conquer Michael and Lucifer (54)
"Found it!" Michael looked at Lucifer with a firm and cold tone.
"What did you find?" Lucifer looked at Michael with interest.
Feng Ziang's battle robe had long been torn, revealing the mottled bloodstains inside, like blooming red spider lilies.
He felt his body getting heavier and heavier, as if it was filled with lead, and every time he swung the sword it became extremely difficult.
The demons rushed towards him more frantically like sharks smelling blood, wishing to tear him into pieces.
"Zi'ang!" Michael watched helplessly as Feng Zi'ang was besieged by demons. He was extremely anxious, but he was unable to do anything.
The other demons stuck to him like a dog-skin plaster and he couldn't get rid of them no matter how hard he tried.
He could only watch helplessly as Feng Ziang was knocked down again and again, and stood up again and again, his heart feeling as if it was being stabbed by a knife.
The angels in heaven were also worried about Feng Ziang.
They saw Feng Ziang's bravery, but also his powerlessness.
The feeling of despair spread like a plague, and everyone felt as if a huge rock was pressing on their chest, making it difficult to breathe.
"No, I must save him!" Michael
"Want to leave? Not that easy!" A burly demon stood in front of Michael, swinging a huge battle axe and chopping at Michael.
Michael's blood gushed out, staining his battle robe red, but he didn't care at all and continued to fly towards Feng Ziang.
Feng Ziang felt his consciousness becoming increasingly blurred, as if he would faint at any moment.
At this moment, he saw a golden light breaking through the darkness and flying towards him.
"Michael..." Feng Ziang's heart was filled with emotion. He knew that Michael would definitely come to save him.
Michael broke through numerous obstacles and finally came to Feng Ziang and held him tightly in his arms.
"Zi'ang, are you okay?" Michael's voice was trembling and full of worry.
"I'm fine..." Feng Ziang smiled weakly, leaning in Michael's arms, feeling his warmth.
The demons around were shocked by this scene. They had never seen such deep emotions before. It seemed as if everything in the world was eclipsed.
"Catch them!" Lucifer's voice suddenly rang out, breaking the brief silence.
Michael raised his head and looked at Lucifer with cold eyes. He held Feng Ziang's hand tightly and said word by word: "Don't even think about it!"
Michael's golden eyes flashed with a sharpness. He stared at Lucifer and said firmly, "Your power is not invincible! Your darkness comes from fear." He paused and added, "And fear is your weak spot!"
A flame of hope suddenly ignited on Feng Ziang's originally exhausted face.
He felt the warmth from Michael's palm, and an unprecedented power surged in his heart.
The two smiled at each other, understanding each other tacitly.
"Brothers, get on board!" Feng Ziang roared, and gripped the long sword with his backhand. The blade cut through the air, bringing up a sharp cold light.
He coordinated with Michael's attack, like a tiger descending from the mountain, killing a bloody path among the demons.
Michael's golden wings spread out like two sharp blades, and every time they swung, they took away the life of a demon.
The two of them cooperated well and were unstoppable.
When the angels in heaven saw this scene, they were instantly excited.
"Wow, what kind of magical combination is this?" "Come back from the losing streak, it's on fire!" "Boss Ziang, Boss Michael, the eternal God!" Cheers came one after another, and the atmosphere instantly reached its peak.
However, not everyone is happy with this.
Uriel looked at Feng Ziang and Michael who were killing everyone on the battlefield, his brows furrowed and his face unhappy.
"This is nonsense! Nothing is going according to plan!" Uriel muttered in dissatisfaction, his tone full of blame.
Michael had seen through Uriel's stubbornness. He sneered, "Conservatives are no good, you old-fashioned fellow! The battlefield is changing rapidly, and if you remain unchanged, you will just sit there and wait for death!"
Uriel was speechless after being rebuked by Michael. He was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, but he could do nothing about it.
The internal conflicts in the heaven are like a time bomb that may explode at any time.
When Lucifer learned that his weakness had been discovered, he flew into a rage, and his angry roar echoed throughout the sky.
"Damn it! Michael, how dare you..." His voice was like a roar from hell, carrying endless anger and murderous intent.
"In that case, don't blame me! I'll let you know the consequences of angering me!"
He opened his arms, and the entire sky was instantly swallowed by darkness.
The darkness surged like a tide, as if it was about to drown the entire world.
An unprecedented aura of terror enveloped the entire battlefield, and the air became sticky.
"The game is over." Lucifer raised a sinister smile and waved his hand lightly, as if making some kind of summons. At this moment, Feng Ziang and Michael felt that the surrounding environment had undergone earth-shaking changes. It was an unprecedented sense of oppression.
"The game is over." Lucifer's lips curled up into a sinister smile, and he waved his hand lightly. Darkness surged in from all directions like a tide, as if to swallow up the entire heaven.
The sky of heaven was instantly shrouded in darkness; even the stars lost their radiance, leaving only endless darkness and despair.
Feng Ziang and Michael stood side by side at the forefront of the heavenly army. The angels around them clenched their weapons. Michael's golden wings glowed faintly in the darkness. Feng Ziang felt a hint of warmth in his palms. It was the faith and strength that Michael conveyed to him.
"Brothers, are you ready?" Feng Ziang shouted loudly, his voice echoing in the darkness and penetrating the atmosphere of despair.
The angels responded in unison, their voices firm and powerful, like thousands of stars shining in the darkness.
Lucifer's dark power surged like a tsunami. Feng Ziang and Michael felt an unprecedented sense of oppression, as if the whole world froze at this moment.
Michael's
"Michael, let's go together!" Feng Ziang's voice was firm and powerful.
"Feng Ziang, we can't fail again this time!" Michael's voice was filled with unquestionable determination.
The two rushed forward at the same time, the holy swords and light in their hands drew dazzling tracks in the darkness.
Lucifer's eyes were filled with anger and murderous intent. He waved his arms, and the power of darkness attacked Feng Ziang and Michael like a storm.
The forces of both sides collided in the air, producing a huge shock wave. The surrounding angels and demons were blown away, and the rocks and soil on the ground were torn apart in an instant.
Feng Ziang and Michael's bodies were impacted by the powerful force and they could hardly stand still, but they still moved forward firmly.
At this moment, Azazel rushed out from the wing, trying to take advantage of the opportunity to attack Michael.
However, Uriel had seen through his intentions and stood in front of Azazel.
"You traitor, today I will let you taste the taste of failure!" Uriel roared and slashed at Azazel with the long sword in his hand.
A fierce battle immediately broke out between the two, with sword lights and dark forces intertwining in the air, making a deafening sound.
Feng Ziang and Michael continued their fierce battle with Lucifer. The light and darkness generated by the collision of the two sides continued to intertwine in the air, as if two worlds were colliding.
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