Chapter 59 Quickly Transmigrate! Conquer Michael and Lucifer (59)
At this moment, Feng Ziang keenly discovered that when Lucifer used his powerful strength, a black vortex would appear on his chest and the surrounding evil energy would be sucked in.
"Brothers, follow me! This guy has a hole in his chest!" Feng Ziang shouted and led a team of angels towards Lucifer.
"What? This guy actually found my weakness!" Lucifer was shocked, but it was too late.
The holy swords in the hands of the angels, with sharp holy light, pierced Lucifer's chest fiercely.
"Ah!" Lucifer roared in pain, and the power of darkness instantly went out of control. The surrounding demonic energy exploded like a bomb, blowing away many angels and demons.
"Good opportunity!" Feng Ziang and Michael looked at each other. They knew that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and they had to win with one strike.
Feng Ziang growled, "Michael, are you ready?"
Michael's eyes were firm, and the holy sword in his hand shone brightly: "Any time!"
The entire heaven held its breath, and everyone's eyes were focused on Feng Ziang and Michael, waiting for this decisive moment...
Lucifer's chest was pierced by holy light, and his painful roar was like a devil's sound, echoing in the heavens.
The dark power around him suddenly ran wild, like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, gushing out crazily in all directions.
In an instant, the entire sky was shrouded in thick black air, as if the end of the world had arrived.
The oppressive feeling was so severe that it was almost suffocating. It was like a huge mountain pressing down on the chest. It was so terrifying.
"Shit, this devil is going to use his ultimate move!" An angel exclaimed, with a slight tremor in his voice.
Lucifer's eyes were red, and his anger erupted like a volcano.
He made a desperate attempt and increased his dark power to the extreme. The black air was as black as ink, rolling in, as if it would swallow up the entire heaven.
The powerful dark force, like an invisible giant net, instantly enveloped the entire heaven, and fear surged into everyone's heart like a tide.
"Brothers, hold on! We must not let this devil succeed!" Uriel roared at the top of his lungs, beads of sweat the size of beans oozing out of his forehead, his stubborn face filled with tension.
Lucifer stopped talking nonsense, and rushed towards the heaven's defense line in person.
Wherever he went, angels were blown away like kites with broken strings, and screams came one after another, like the wails of hell.
Azazel followed closely behind, leading the demon army to launch a fierce attack. The shouts of killing were deafening, and the entire heaven was shrouded in blood.
"These demon bastards are so damn troublesome!" Feng Ziang cursed while swinging the holy sword. His armor was already covered in blood, and he didn't know whether it was his own or the enemy's.
Michael's brows were furrowed at this moment, and his eyes were fixed on Lucifer, as if he wanted to see into the depths of his soul.
"Lucifer, do you really want to go this far?" he whispered, his voice filled with mixed emotions.
The defenses of heaven are crumbling, and the walls of the holy city are covered with cracks, as if they will collapse at any time.
The angels fought desperately, and the holy light and the dark forces collided violently, making a deafening noise that shook the entire heaven.
Uriel frantically commanded the angels to fight back. His voice had long been hoarse, but he was still roaring with all his might, as if he was using up all his strength.
"If this continues, I'm afraid..." Michael whispered, his eyes filled with worry.
Suddenly, a cry of surprise broke through the sky: "Oh no! The demon army has breached the third line of defense!"
"I'll go provide support!" Upon hearing this, Feng Ziang immediately turned around and prepared to rush to the third line of defense.
Michael suddenly stopped him and said, "Feng Ziang, wait!"
Feng Ziang looked at him in confusion, but saw that Michael's eyes were unusually solemn, and he was staring at the center of the battlefield. Lucifer was waving a long sword in his hand that was filled with terrifying black energy, with a meaningful smile on his lips.
The demon army's attack was so fierce, just like a flood that had been opened, wave after wave, covering the sky and the earth.
The angels were beaten back step by step, their white feathers were stained red with blood, wailing and screaming could be heard one after another, the scene was simply too horrific to watch.
The defenses of the heavens were like paper, riddled with holes and full of debris.
The angels watched their brothers fall one by one, their eyes filled with despair. The atmosphere of sorrow and panic spread in heaven like a plague. It really felt like the end of the world was coming.
"Have these demon cubs taken drugs? Why are they so fierce today?" Feng Ziang couldn't help but complain as he swung his sword and knocked down a demon.
The armor on his body was already tattered, with bloody wounds in many places, but he still clenched his teeth, his eyes full of determination.
Michael looked at Feng Ziang beside him
He held Feng Ziang's hand tightly, feeling the strength coming from the other's hand, as if silently saying: Don't be afraid, I'm always here.
Feng Ziang also held Michael's hand in return. At this critical moment of life and death, the love between the two seemed even stronger and more unforgettable.
When the angels around saw this scene, they seemed to be injected with a new strength, and the spark of hope rekindled in their eyes. They waved their weapons and shouted even louder, fighting for the messengers of God and the archangels in their hearts.
"Boom!" Another loud noise, and the fifth line of defense of heaven was also lost.
Uriel was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. He commanded the angels to fight desperately and his voice was almost hoarse.
"Michael, what should we do now?" Feng Ziang couldn't help but ask as he saw the battle situation becoming increasingly unfavorable.
Michael did not answer. He stared at the figure in the center of the battlefield. Lucifer was swinging the sword in his hand. Black power was surging around him. A strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, which made people shudder.
"Something's wrong," Michael said in a deep voice, "He seems..."
"What's wrong?" Feng Ziang looked at Michael and asked anxiously, his tone full of concern.
"He..." Michael's eyes suddenly fixed, and his tone became more solemn: "Wait, something seems wrong..." He stared at Lucifer intently, as if he wanted to see through all his secrets.
Feng Ziang moved maneuverably in the melee, scanning every corner of the battlefield with his eagle-like eyes.
Just as he swung his sword to chop down another demon, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a tiny flaw on Lucifer out of the corner of his eye.
It was a very ordinary action - when Lucifer swung the sword, the black air flow instantly stabilized.
Feng Ziang suddenly had an idea and realized that this might be the weak point of Lucifer's power.
"Michael! I found it!" Feng Ziang shouted loudly, his voice was almost drowned out by the sound of fighting around him, but he still looked at Michael firmly.
Michael turned to look at Feng Ziang with a frown on his face, and it was obvious that he had also noticed Lucifer's abnormality.
The two of them exchanged glances and instantly reached a tacit understanding.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com