Chapter 58 Quickly Transmigrate! Conquer Michael and Lucifer (49)
The strange noise became louder and louder, like a roar from hell, echoing in the castle.
Michael's face changed drastically, "Oh no! It's Lucifer's trap!" Before he finished speaking, a powerful dark force swept in from the depths of the castle, instantly covering the entire hall.
The originally bright hall suddenly became dark and depressing, and the air was filled with a suffocating evil atmosphere.
The angels panicked, and the weapons in their hands made uneasy buzzing sounds.
In the darkness, Lucifer's figure was looming, with a grim smile on his face, as if everything was under his control.
"Michael, do you think you won? The game has just begun!" Lucifer's laughter was like a funeral knell from hell, chilling.
He slowly raised his hands, and the dark power gathered in his hands, forming balls of black flames.
"Damn it! I fell into a trap!" Michael cursed inwardly, and he swung the holy sword. A ray of holy light split the darkness and illuminated the surrounding environment.
Countless black flames shot towards the angel army like arrows.
"Defend!" Michael roared, and the angels raised their shields to resist the attack of fire.
However, these black flames seemed to have life. They were like a thorn in the flesh, clinging tightly to the angels' shields, making a sizzling sound.
Many angels were burned by the flames and wailed in pain.
Raphael ignored the pain in his body and rushed to the front of the team, swinging the sword in his hand and splitting the flames one by one.
His heroic act inspired the other angels, and they regained their fighting spirit and continued to fight the flames.
However, Lucifer's attacks were like a tide, endless.
The casualties of the Angel Legion increased, and Michael showed a worried look on his face.
He turned to look at Feng Ziang, but found that Feng Ziang had closed his eyes, clasped his hands together, and muttered something.
Michael's heart was moved. Could it be that Feng Ziang was preparing...
Feng Ziang suddenly opened his eyes, and brilliant golden light burst out from his eyes. At the same time, he quickly formed seals with his hands and uttered an ancient and obscure spell.
Ancient runes swirled around him, and finally gathered into a huge golden shield, covering him and the surrounding angels.
The shield emitted a dazzling light, like the rising sun, dispelling the surrounding darkness and blocking all the black flames that were like leeches attached to the bones.
The sizzling sound disappeared, replaced by a golden glow flowing on the surface of the shield.
"Holy crap! What a magical operation!" A young angel couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise. The other angels also looked at him with admiration, and they looked at Feng Ziang as if they were looking at a god descending to earth.
This shield is simply amazing!
Lucifer saw that his plan was ruined, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.
He snorted coldly and increased the output of dark power. More black flames gushed out from his hands, rushing towards the golden shield like a black tide.
"You think you can stop me with this crap? That's just wishful thinking!"
However, no matter how Lucifer increased his power output, the golden shield remained indestructible, firmly protecting the angels inside.
Golden ripples appeared on the surface of the shield, as if mocking Lucifer's impotent rage.
Michael held Feng Ziang's hand tightly, his eyes full of trust and dependence.
He could feel the warmth of Feng Ziang's palm and the power that was constantly transmitted to him.
This intimate gesture filled Feng Ziang's heart with warmth. He held Michael's hand in return, with a faint smile on his face.
The surrounding angels felt the deep affection between them, and an atmosphere of security spread among the angel army.
"Hold on, we will definitely win!" Michael's voice was firm and powerful. He turned his head and looked at the angels behind him.
The mysterious power waves coming from the depths of the castle are like ancient hums, echoing in everyone's heart.
Michael and Feng Ziang's expressions became more solemn, and their eyes flashed with a light of determination not to retreat.
"No matter what force it is, we will not retreat!" Michael said firmly, holding Feng Ziang's hand tightly, ready to face new challenges.
Feng Ziyang stared at Lucifer closely, his eyes focused and firm.
His fingers trembled slightly, not because of fear, but because he was trying to find the flaw in Lucifer's magic.
The tense atmosphere around them was still thick. The angels were waiting for Feng Ziang to discover them. The atmosphere was like a taut bowstring, ready to explode at any moment.
Lucifer seemed to have sensed Feng Ziang's intention, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
He slowly raised his hands, and the ripples of energy instantly made the atmosphere more depressing.
Suddenly, the ground of the castle began to shake, accompanied by a low roar, and a huge stone statue of the demon slowly rose from the ground. The tall figure looked majestic and terrifying in the light.
"Go, my men, crush these fallen angels into pieces!" Lucifer's voice was as deafening as thunder. The stone statue seemed to have received an order and launched a fierce attack on the angel army.
Every step the statue took made the ground shake, as if the entire castle was trembling.
The angels worked together and tried their best to attack the statue, but the statue's defense was extremely strong.
Michael swung his sword, the light on the sword kept flashing, and he started a fierce confrontation with the stone statue.
The sword light and the dark shadow of the stone statue intertwined together, forming a dazzling scene.
"Everyone hold on, don't let this monster get close!" Michael's voice was firm and powerful, but his inner anxiety was increasing.
Feng Ziang did not retreat, his eyes remained focused, as if he was looking for something.
Suddenly, Feng Ziang's gaze fixed on Lucifer's magical fluctuations, and a subtle change attracted his attention.
His eyebrows raised slightly, and a vague idea already appeared in his mind.
At this moment, Lucifer attacked again, and the energy ball in the giant hand of the stone statue attacked the angel army.
Michael swung his sword to block the energy ball, but the huge impact still knocked him back a few steps.
"Feng Ziang, have you found anything?" Michael asked anxiously, with a hint of urgency in his voice.
Feng Ziang took a deep breath, "I..."
Before he finished speaking, Feng Ziang suddenly leaped forward, his figure rushed towards Lucifer like lightning, and the dagger in his hand drew a dazzling arc of light in the air.
Feng Ziang's short sword drew a sharp arc in the air, pointing directly at Lucifer.
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