Although angels are rarely active on the earth, the entire human society has developed for a long time and there are still many researches specifically on them.

Study their words, study their power, study how to deal with them.

Compared with the vast human civilization, this kind of research is simply a drop in the ocean and is not well-known to the public, but it cannot escape the eyes and ears of death.

The Angel's Exorcist Rune is recorded in the stack of information of the God of Death. One of the methods used to target angels is to instantly drive an angel and his possessed body to thousands of miles away. The effect is very strong, but the conditions for casting are very simple - just draw it with your own blood.

The information also contains some Enoch protective runes combined with the angel Enoch text, which can avoid angel exploration or tracking, and even reduce the angel's power.

all in all,

Although the angels in this world are very powerful, they are not undealing.

But this kind of deal can basically only be expelled.

However, the original purpose of Charles was not to expel him, but to kill him!

So he actually had the chance to take a picture of his hand, but he didn't do that.

How to kill the angel?

There are three ways to learn from the information given by the gods of death.

The easiest way is to use an angel's weapon - a special item called the Angel's Blade.

If you master this weapon, and then stab the entire angel blade along the shell or the angel's real body into it, then this ancient spiritual creature will die directly.

Unfortunately, it is not easy to get this thing.

This weapon that can kill angels has always been strictly controlled by heaven. Except for a few angels, ordinary angels cannot even touch them.

The next level method is to use a large number of fallen blood to pollute the angels, then corrupt their bodies, and slowly pull them into the abyss.

However, this method is not very reliable. Not to mention how to get out the large amount of blood from the fallen person, this premise requires trapping the angels.

And how to trap the angels - the god of death doesn't know.

Charles vaguely remembered that something called holy oil seemed to be OK, but not to mention the setting in the TV series, it may not be necessary to take effect. Even if it can take effect, he did not know what the so-called holy oil was.

The last method is even more unreliable than the previous two, that is, high-level angels can directly kill low-level ones without weapons.

As soon as I saw it, this is nonsense, but according to Charles' understanding, when facing angels, if your spirit body is stronger, then there are naturally various spiritual attack methods to crush the opponent, whether it is spell or chant power.

It's just that compared to the existence that has been born for countless billions of years, Shire felt that unless he cleared the entire demon of hell...

The above three types are basically all the masters of the gods of death. As for whether there is anything else in the human world, Shire is unknown.

He only knew that besides these three methods, he seemed to have another way.

Or, there is this possibility.

After all, the body of an angel is just a unique spirit body, or it can be called a soul.

So, can your own death wings absorb these souls?

This is something that no one can be sure of.

It has been less than half a year since its birth and the materials used are very special. Shire has not yet fully understood the full effect of the thing. It is estimated that its creator, Death Knight, cannot be sure of the specific effect.

So after seeing the angel information, Charles was full of thoughts, so when he saw this black angel, he felt coincidental.

And now, under this short confrontation, the opportunity to experiment has come.

...

Standing under the shade of the tree, looking down at the fault in his hands, which shines brightly, even if he leaves his body, he will not see any blood flowing out. Charles said seriously: "Facts have proved that the angel's brain is not very smart. The only trouble you caused to me is that you are a bald."

"You will pay for your stupidity!" An angry voice came from the black ball-like head in his hand, but this person did not do anything except rolling his thick lips and widening his eyes.

"The premise is that you still have this ability." Charles smiled and deliberately stimulated the other party inside and outside.

"Look, when you possess humans, you have to follow some limitations of the human body, such as your thinking will follow the human head, your body will become very fragile, and your mind can only be emitted from your eyes. But look at what you see now, what are you seeing in front of you? Do you want to see me?"

Yuriel really couldn't see Charles. At this moment, he was raising himself in front of the young man's chest, facing the opposite side. He could only see the forest in front of him, which had just been impacted by his own thoughts, and the headless body not far away, which was constantly covered by raised leaves and soil, making a slight crackling sound.

The black man's neck fault was also flashing with bright light, and the inside was filled with vast and sacred mist energy, representing his huge heavenly power and powerful true body.

However, it is impossible to use it at this moment.

"I will torture you with the cruelest means, boy, don't think that there is no torture instrument in heaven, and you will never die if you want to die!"

His voice was low and cold, and Charles just raised his hand and grabbed his ear.

"So how do you feel if I throw your head into what you don't like, human, excrement?"

After saying this, Charles clearly felt the other party's body tensed suddenly, and then a gritted mouth came: "If you really dare to do this, then I..."

"What can you do? I just threatened me, the cruelest one, right? Do you have any more cruel methods than the cruelest ones?"

The other party was speechless for a moment.

Angels are not a race that is good at talking. Although they are all very old, they are quite old-fashioned and rigorous in nature.

So when faced with Charles' words, Yuriel could only pursed her lips and said nothing.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a sense of regret.

If I weren't so careless, how could you insult the great angel?

Humans are indeed a group of damn fallen people who must be cleansed!

How dare you blaspheme the angel?

I'll find you again, yes, I'll...

While he was secretly ruthless, Yuriel did not intend to stay here and continue to bear the insult.

Instead, he made up his mind to leave this body that could no longer survive - in this way, he would be unable to move on earth, and it would be even more impossible to complete this killing mission unless he found another shell.

However, compared to the insult of being thrown into a cesspool, this small problem is simply insignificant.

Just thinking about this, he did not realize that behind the young human that he could not see in his sight, a hazy bone wing made of gray mist was slowly stretching out. With a slight instigation, bursts of gray mist rippled through the cracks of the surrounding woods.

So when Yuriel controlled his true body to leave the human body, he suddenly felt that his "body" composed of heaven's power began to decompose and rush towards the rear without control!

"What are you doing?"

Yuriel was shocked by this. He wanted to get out of it quickly, but found that he could not break free from this strange suction force!?

"Stop it!"

He yelled, his voice loud and majestic, but Charles behind his forehead ignored it.

He was now tilting his head and looking at a belt of bright light that was spinning from his side.

The light belt consists of strange light like white particles, and the source comes from the wound of the head held by both hands, and the broken neck of the headless corpse not far away on the ground.

Two light belts surged like rivers, emerged from their respective sources, and then flowed and hit Charles' body and emitted waves of "splashes", making his eyes full of magnificent and bright white light. In the end, all this was gathered into the bone wings behind him.

At the same time, under the influence of this strange force, his body unconsciously floated in the air, and his gray and white auras were entangled.

"Stop, stop!"

...

"Don't you want to know why I'm looking for you?"

...

"Kill me, heaven will take revenge on you!"

...

The head in his hand kept shouting, but from the beginning it was louder, it became weaker and weaker in the end - its head was almost sucked dry.

"Who are you?"

Yuriel asked at the end, but Charles still did not answer his interest. With his wings stretched out, he was quite curious about everything at the moment.

Before, he was not sure that he could really swallow the angel. Before he even took action, he could only guarantee that he could escape. He relied on the shadow of the resentful spirit and could resist the angel's motivation. If it was deep, he actually didn't dare to think about it.

However, now,

"Even the spirit of this old monster cannot resist this suction force. The real power of this wing is like this, death..."

As I was thinking silently, the surroundings gradually became silent.

In the messy forest, the young man with black hair and black eyes held a black head with his hands, standing in the air under the entanglement of white light.

And in his hand, at the headless corpse not far away, two dazzling and magnificent light belts swept quickly and continuously towards the strange wings behind him, faintly, as if a sacred singing sound appeared around him.

...

When the two gods of death arrived here, they saw this picture.

After Charles left, they did not leave immediately at the top of the mountain, but continued to talk about their respective concerns.

So naturally, they noticed the abnormal noise and followed.

"That's right, that's..."

"Angel?"

Aware of this, the two gods of death, who were generally cold in nature, couldn't help but be stunned. They stood in the forest, watching the shocking scene not far away, unable to speak for a long time.

After a while, no light emerged from the remaining body, and the young man hanging slowly landed on the ground. The strange wings behind him also converged and disappeared.

Seeing that there were onlookers, he threw away his dark heads casually, and Charle nodded at them. "Thank you for your information."

"you……"

“As you see.”

As he said that, he hurriedly left without waiting for the two gods of death to answer.

After absorbing the angel, he felt his back was a little fluttering.
Chapter completed!