Chapter 61 Quickly Transmigrate! Conquer Michael and Lucifer (61)
He deliberately revealed a trace of flaws, pretending to be defeated, staggered back, and "accidentally" dropped a shining gem.
Mamon's eyes lit up instantly, and she stared at the gem with greedy eyes, her saliva almost flowing out.
He completely forgot about the fight and rushed towards the gem like a possessed man.
"Now!" Feng Ziang seized the opportunity, and with his spear as strong as a dragon and the force of thunder, he stabbed at Mammon fiercely.
Mammon was unable to dodge and was hit by a gun. She screamed, flew backwards, fell heavily to the ground, and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"That's it? Luckily this isn't PvP, otherwise I'd report you for giving away a kill." Feng Ziang curled his lips in disdain.
Michael also put away his holy sword and walked to Feng Ziang's side, his eyes full of admiration.
"Mamon, do you have any last words?" Feng Ziang looked down at Mamon with cold eyes.
Mammon covered his wound, his face pale. He struggled to get up, but found that he had no strength left.
"You...you guys..." Mammon pointed at Feng Ziang and Michael, her voice trembling, "I...I won't let you go..."
"Forget about it. Just think about how to survive first." Feng Ziang snorted coldly and turned around to leave.
At this moment, Feng Ziang suddenly felt the ground shaking again, more violently than before.
He turned his head suddenly and saw a strong demonic energy rising up from the depths of the forest in the distance, dyeing half of the sky red...
"Looks like there's going to be something interesting to watch." Feng Ziang's lips curled up slightly, he turned to look at Michael, "Let's go and see who's showing off." During the break in the fight, Michael raised his hand gently, with a hint of coolness on his fingertips, and gently wiped away the sweat on Feng Ziang's forehead.
They looked into each other's eyes without saying a word. The love and trust in each other's eyes were like a trickle of water, which unexpectedly cast a reassuring warm color in the dark forest full of dangers.
The coldness around them seemed to be dispelled by this warmth, leaving only the silent understanding between the two of them.
"The blood recovery buff effect has been activated, let's continue the battle with full status!" Feng Ziang grinned, and gripped the spear in his hand tightly again, with high fighting spirit.
However, before he could launch another attack, Mammon, who should have fled in panic, let out a miserable roar like a dying beast.
"You... all must die!" Mammon's eyes were red, demonic energy was surging around him, and he burned his own magic power recklessly and launched the final attack.
The curved blade in his hand seemed to be filled with the flames of hell, carrying with it the power to destroy the heavens and the earth, as it flew straight towards the two of them.
"Damn it! This bad guy is using his ultimate move!" Feng Ziang cursed inwardly and quickly retreated while deploying defense.
Michael followed closely behind, swinging his holy sword, and rays of holy light formed a barrier between the two of them.
However, the power of Mammon's attack was far beyond their imagination. The holy light barrier was destroyed in an instant, and the powerful shock wave knocked the two back several steps.
"This old guy still wants a back cushion before he dies. I'm really impressed!" Feng Ziang couldn't help but complain, but he didn't dare to be careless.
He knew very well that in a real battle, any negligence could be fatal.
After a fierce battle, the two finally succeeded in repelling Mammon. His body fell limply to the ground like a dead tree that had been drained of moisture, completely lifeless.
His final attack also left a huge hole in the ground, showing how powerful it was.
"Now we can finally search the body with peace of mind." Feng Ziang breathed a sigh of relief, walked to Mammon's body, and prepared to search it.
However, at this moment, he suddenly noticed that a strange rune appeared on the ground where Mammon fell, emitting a faint blue light.
The shape of the rune is ancient and mysterious, as if it contains some kind of powerful power.
Feng Ziang and Michael looked at each other and saw confusion and vigilance in each other's eyes.
"Could this thing be the key to some hidden level?" Feng Ziang poked the rune with his spear and found that it did not respond at all.
Michael walked forward and carefully observed the rune patterns. He sensed a hint of ancient and evil aura from the runes.
"This rune points to a place, the ruins of an ancient demon castle." Michael pointed to an arrow-shaped mark in the middle of the rune.
Feng Ziang's mouth curled up slightly, "Oh? Interesting, it seems that the difficulty of this copy is going to be upgraded." He turned to look at Michael, "Let's go and see what secrets this broken place has." Without any hesitation, they followed the guidance of the runes and walked deeper into the dark forest. The branches of the trees swayed behind them, as if whispering unknown omens.
Feng Ziang and Michael followed the guidance of the runes, passed through the dark forest, and gradually approached the ruins of the ancient demon castle.
The ruined city walls loomed in the night, exuding a decayed smell, as if every stone was telling a tragic story of the past.
Under their feet, dead leaves and weeds swayed in the wind, making rustling sounds, adding a sense of mystery and danger.
"This broken place is really eerie." Feng Ziang said softly, with a hint of vigilance in his eyes.
He held the rifle tightly in his hand, ready to deal with sudden danger at any time.
Michael nodded silently, his angel wings slightly spread out, ready to fly at any time.
They walked through the ruined gate and entered the castle.
The city was cold and eerie, as if wronged souls were crying, and the air was filled with a rotten smell.
The mottled marks on the wall show the erosion of time.
The footsteps of Feng Ziang and Michael echoed in the empty hall, and every echo made people feel creepy.
"Be careful, there must be traps here." Michael warned in a low voice.
Sure enough, not long after they walked, they encountered the first magic trap.
An invisible barrier suddenly appeared in front of them, causing a muffled sound.
Feng Ziang immediately became alert and quickly stepped back, spinning the spear in his hand, ready to deal with possible attacks.
"This thing doesn't look simple." Feng Ziang nodded and looked at Michael, "Do you have any idea?"
Michael stared at the barrier. He stretched out his hand, and his fingers lightly touched the edge of the barrier, feeling a powerful magical force.
After a moment, he withdrew his hand and smiled, "Leave it to me."
He closed his eyes and chanted a spell silently. A holy light emanated from his body and gradually enveloped the barrier.
After a moment, the barrier flickered and finally disappeared.
Feng Ziang breathed a sigh of relief and praised: "As expected of an archangel. Let's go on."
The two continued to go deeper into the castle, taking every step carefully, for fear of triggering the trap again.
From time to time, cold wind blew through the dilapidated corridor, bringing with it bursts of chill.
Suddenly, Michael's steps paused as he discovered a hidden mechanism on the ground ahead.
Feng Ziang immediately became alert and the two of them retreated quickly.
Michael carefully observed the mechanism and found that it was connected to a complex magic circle.
He lightly touched the edge of the mechanism with his fingers and felt a powerful energy flowing.
"This trap is not simple. Once triggered, it may trigger a chain reaction."
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