Chapter 60 Quickly Transmigrate! Conquer Michael and Lucifer (60)
"Follow me!" Before Feng Ziang finished speaking, he had already gathered a small team of the bravest angels. Their bodies were covered with traces of battle, but the fire of indomitable spirit was still burning in their eyes.
Feng Ziang rushed towards Lucifer first, his holy sword shining brightly in the sunlight.
Feng Ziang aimed precisely at Lucifer's broken thread and cut it off with one sword.
At the same time, the team of angels also worked together and concentrated their strongest power on Feng Ziang's attack.
The holy light and the dark forces collided violently in the air, making a deafening noise, as if the entire heaven was shaking.
Lucifer's black energy was destroyed by this sudden attack. His expression changed and his eyes flashed with disbelief.
Feng Ziang's sword kept piercing into his broken bones, the dark forces began to become chaotic, Lucifer was defeated step by step, and even became a little wolfish.
"Kill!" Feng Ziang roared, his voice like a loud bell, echoing throughout the entire battlefield.
The heavenly army was greatly encouraged upon seeing this, and cheers rose up like a tide, shaking the whole heaven.
Michael was not to be outdone. He displayed his powerful angelic power, shining brightly, and fought side by side with Feng Ziang.
They led the angels to charge at the demon legions, and Lucifer tried to reorganize the resistance, but his power had been greatly weakened.
The angels' attacks became more and more fierce, and the demon army began to be defeated. Azazel was also repelled by Uriel and retreated towards the demon world.
"Retreat! Retreat quickly!" Lucifer's voice carried a hint of despair. He was finally beaten back to the devil world, and the crisis in heaven was temporarily resolved.
The people in heaven cheered for victory, golden light filled the earth, and the cheers of angels were like natural sounds, inspiring.
However, amid the laughter, Feng Ziang's expression suddenly changed. He discovered that Lucifer left a mysterious rune when he retreated.
The rune emitted a strange black light, as if foreshadowing that a greater crisis was about to come.
"Michael, look!" Feng Ziang hurriedly called Michael and pointed at the rune.
Michael walked forward, his brows furrowed, his eyes gleaming with complex thoughts.
And deep in the demon world, although Lucifer was defeated, the flame of revenge flashed in his eyes and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
A new conspiracy is quietly brewing, opening a mysterious prelude to the story of the next unit.
Feng Ziang and Michael stepped into the dark forest of the demon world side by side. In an instant, an eerie aura surged like a tide and hit their faces, as if they had stepped into the entrance to hell.
The air around was thick and cold, with a rotten smell that made people shudder.
Looking up, the sky was covered by thick black clouds. Not even a ray of starlight could penetrate. The whole forest was plunged into a dead darkness.
In the darkness, it seemed as if countless pairs of eyes were watching him. Feng Ziang felt a chill down his spine and his hair stood on end.
Those eyes hidden in the shadows were as cold as poisonous snakes, making him and Michael more vigilant.
The surrounding trees were of strange shapes, and their twisted branches were like the devil's claws, baring their fangs and waving their claws, as if they were ready to pounce on them and tear them into pieces at any time.
The bark of the trees was rough and felt disgustingly damp to the touch, and the entire forest exuded a suffocating atmosphere of horror.
"This place really is like the filter of hell pulled down completely." Feng Ziang couldn't help but complain, breaking the weird silence.
Michael held his hand tightly, silently conveying strength and comfort. He could feel the tenseness of Feng Ziang's body, which was enough to prove how much pressure they were facing at this moment.
As the two of them moved forward cautiously, a sinister laugh broke the silence in the darkness.
"Hehehe, it is such an honor to have you two distinguished guests here!"
Following this creepy sound, a figure slowly walked out of the darkness. It was Mammon, the treasure hunter from the demon world.
He was wearing tattered armor, holding a rusty curved sword in his hand, with a greedy and obscene smile on his face.
He rubbed his hands and stared at Feng Ziang and Michael, as if he had seen some rare treasure. His eyes were like a hungry wolf staring at two fat sheep.
"What are you doing, Old Six?" Feng Ziang snorted coldly and looked at Mammon warily.
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"Don't be nervous, both of you." Mamen waved her hands and said hypocritically, "I just want to make a small deal with you. I heard that you have a lot of good things. Why don't you share some with me? Let's make money together!"
"Dream on!" Feng Ziang refused outright, holding the spear in his hand ready to go.
Seeing this, Mammon's face darkened. He knew it was not easy to take advantage of these two people. He immediately showed a ferocious expression and smiled sinisterly, "Since you don't know how to behave, don't blame me for being rude!"
As soon as the words fell, Mammon suddenly attacked, swinging a curved blade, and turned into a black shadow, rushing towards Feng Ziang and Michael at such a fast speed that they were caught off guard.
His eyes were filled with greed and madness, as if they wanted to tear them to pieces. His sudden attack caught the two of them off guard and put them in danger.
"Be careful!" Michael shouted and immediately deployed his defense. The holy sword in his hand swept out and collided with Mammon's curved blade, making a deafening metal collision sound.
"Interesting!" Mammon laughed and attacked more fiercely. Every swing of the curved sword was filled with strong demonic energy, as if it wanted to devour everything.
Seeing this, Feng Ziang no longer hesitated and immediately joined the battle with his spear in hand, cooperating with Michael to fight against Mammon.
Their attack was like a torrential rain, leaving Mammon no chance to breathe.
The flashes of swords and sabers crisscrossed, gleaming dangerously in the darkness, and a fierce battle broke out instantly.
Just as the three were fighting fiercely, Mammon suddenly let out a strange laugh, he took a few steps back, distanced himself from Feng Ziang and Michael, and showed a more sinister smile on his face, as if some conspiracy had succeeded.
He clapped his hands, and the ground around him suddenly began to tremble...
The ground cracked open, and a group of hideous little demons swarmed out from the ground like locusts. They were so dense that it made people's scalps numb.
"That's it? Have you fought too many in Summoner Canyon, man?" Feng Ziang complained, but he had to admit that the number was indeed a bit overwhelming.
The little demons bared their fangs, brandished their rusty weapons, and rushed towards Feng Ziang and Michael like a tide.
"Protect our Adc!" Feng Ziang shouted, and he and Michael stood back to back to form a defense circle.
Michael's holy sword shone brightly, and every time it was swung, it took away a group of small demons, as clean and crisp as autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.
Feng Ziang wielded his spear with great vigor, and wherever the spear tip went, the little demons were crushed into dust.
Mammon was stunned watching from the side, this was totally different from what he had expected!
Although these little demons are not strong individually, they have the advantage of numbers. How come they are like paper in front of these two people?
"Impossible! This is impossible!" Mammon shouted in disbelief, feeling that her intelligence was insulted.
Feng Ziang sneered, "With this little ability, you think you can scam us? Go home and raise pigs!" He noticed that Mammon's eyes were fixed on the storage bag on his waist, and he suddenly came up with a plan.
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