Volume Three, Blood and Fire, Chapter 204, Incoming
Suddenly, Elos felt a sense of crisis, and a strong stinging feeling quickly surged in his heart.
As the extraordinary perception spreads, the tentacles of mental power spread rapidly to the surroundings.
Finally, he captured his target.
Two people were rushing into Poseidon Harbor at high speed. The guards and civilians blocking the way were silently set on fire and then turned into a pile of ashes.
The strong man of the Holy Empire!
One of them was Sanguinius, who was defeated and escaped by him.
The aura of the other person was much more terrifying. Judging from the induction, it was not a person, but a ball of blazing holy light.
Advent angel!
Elos immediately understood, because the aura of that person was the same as the aura of the birdman he had seen in the Holy Mountain of the Holy Empire that day, but it was not as powerful.
It seems that the power of the descending angels is also limited. At least the demi-god-level descending angels cannot be dispatched at will. Otherwise, Elos would have nothing to fight and just sit back and wait to be killed.
Ilos hurriedly told Ekaterina: "If I haven't come back when the time comes to set sail, don't wait for me, just go!"
Ekaterina knew Elos's temper well and did not act like a girl. She just said: "Be careful, I believe you!"
Elos nodded, making a promise to Ekaterina, and then ran towards the incoming Sanguinius and Advent Angel.
The powerful aura exuded by Saint Gilliam and the Advent Angel caused workers and civilians within a kilometer radius to flee one after another, and even the guards did not dare to step forward.
There seemed to be a light mist in the air, making everything look a little blurry.
Light red smoke also rose from the holy flame giant sword of the descending angel, which was the smoke catalyzed by the undried blood of the killed guards and civilians.
The angel still maintained the posture of thrusting his sword forward, with a look of doubt on his originally expressionless face. He glanced at Sanguinius beside him and saw that he was staring motionlessly not far ahead.
So he turned his head and looked ahead.
The perception ability of the descending angel is much worse than that of Sanguinius, not to mention that Iloth is also hiding his body.
The early morning at the dock was filled with thick fog, and Eloise's figure slowly appeared in the fog.
The descending angel stared at the figure of Ilosu and said coldly: "Are you Ilosu? You desecrated and destroyed the Ball of Reincarnation on the Holy Mountain and desecrated the wise angel Antalya!"
"Yes, it's me!" Elos smiled with a bright smile on his face.
Eloise's smile became a little playful again, and he added: "I really didn't expect to see another descending angel here. Although you can't compare with the two angels I saw on the Holy Mountain, you
Since you are so powerful, it will definitely take some effort for me to kill you."
Iloth was always looking at the descending angel, not paying any attention to Sanguinius beside him.
How can you be brave when you have defeated generals?
How could the proud and arrogant Sanguinius endure this? He was always ready to attack.
"Heretic, remember my name. My name is Agamemnon, and I am the Seraph who has transferred to the battle under my Lord. Are you ready to be purified?"
The sword-wielding angel Agamemnon's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and the giant sword in his hand was filled with holy flames. With the force of wind and thunder, it stabbed Iloth's chest.
Sanguinius's sacred chain also arrived, and they wanted to quickly capture Eloth in a two-on-one battle.
Elos smiled, grabbed it with his right hand, and the huge broken star appeared in his hand.
That day, Sanguinius borrowed the power of faith from the God of Light to have such power. Now Elos doesn't believe that Sanguinius can still use it. Even if he doesn't understand, he knows that the power of the Lord God is not that good.
use.
This is also true. Sanguinius cannot use the power of faith of the God of Light in a short period of time. At the same time, his strength cannot be compared with Iloth. He can only give a hand to the descending angel Agamemnon. Under the interference,
Iloth.
After clashing with Agamemnon's Holy Flame Sword, the powerful force from the Shattered Star immediately caused Eloth's body to fly away uncontrollably.
Even though this adventurous angel who specializes in fighting suppresses his power, he is still at the peak of the legend. In a head-to-head encounter, Elos may not be his opponent.
After smashing the pursuing sacred chains with one sword, Elos narrowly escaped the holy flame sword energy inspired by Agamemnon.
Before he could even land, Agamemnon rushed towards him with supreme power, leaving Elos to block for a while, without the ability to counterattack.
Eloise was in danger for a while.
Suddenly, after blocking Agamemnon's sword, Elos disappeared before his eyes.
"Up there!"
Sanguinius shouted loudly. His only function at the moment was to have strong perception and be able to clearly capture Eloth's trajectory.
Agamemnon raised his head and looked at Elos with his ink-like wings spread in the sky. He suddenly felt confused in his heart. In that very short moment, for some reason, his induction and reaction seemed to have become a thousand times slower.
This feeling only lasted for a short moment. Agamemnon stabbed Elos in the air with his sword. Behind him, a pair of wings as white as snow quietly spread out.
Iroth, who had activated all his abilities, swung the Broken Star from top to bottom, and combined it with Agamemnon's Holy Flame Sword, which was approaching fiercely.
There was no earth-shattering sound or strong shock wave from this blow, only countless spatial ripples spreading continuously on the sword tips of the two men.
Sanguinius below felt a little bitter for a moment. He knew that it was because the power of the two of them was too strong, causing the space to become unstable. The ripples were actually cracks in space. No matter what material touched them, they would be violently affected.
Torn apart by space storms.
Before the ripples in the space had time to dissipate, Agamemnon, who had fallen due to gravity, waved his wings and flew into the sky.
The Advent Angel, whose whole body was wrapped in the holy flame, flew through the air again, and the tip of the giant sword in his hand shone a little brightly, trying to force Elos into a desperate situation before his footing was stable.
Elos did not hide away, but quietly looked at the advent angel that was attacking him at high speed.
An inexplicable feeling quietly spread throughout Agamemnon's body, and he suddenly had an intuition that he seemed to have entered an unknown territory.
Agamemnon stopped his momentum. He looked into Elos's eyes and didn't understand why the heretic in front of him had such power and will.
But he will never understand that as the plaything and servant of the God of Light, Agamemnon is not wise enough to understand the meaning in Elos's eyes.
Sanguinius saw it, and he read determination in those black eyes.
A ball of holy fire exploded in the sky, and a ball of black mist flashed.
In that fateful moment, Iloth and Agamemnon had exchanged places.
The broken star fell from the sky with scattered starlight, and then was deeply embedded in the ground that had been soaked in the blood of civilians and guards, with only a short blade exposed.
The countless shining stars drew a clear trajectory from the sky to the earth, which lasted for a long time.
Agamemnon's chest had a penetrating wound of more than ten centimeters, which was almost transparent and could see the scene behind him.
White feathers floated quietly in the sky, and each feather was stained with golden flames. These flames were the blood of these angels.
Agamemnon raised his head to the sky, the pair of wings behind his back trembled uncontrollably, and almost fell down, but he still couldn't help but let out a miserable howl that resounded throughout the harbor!
And Elos was still floating in the air, but blood was oozing from his mouth and nose, obviously suffering from serious internal injuries.
Seeing that Iloth was seriously injured, Sanguinius quickly released a large number of sacred spells with the intention of killing him, but Iloth dodged them all.
Seeing that Iloth still had some strength left, Agamemnon, who had regained his composure, attacked again with his sword, and the two fought together again.
As an angel who descended, Agamemnon could be injured and feel pain, but his ability to recover was far beyond that of mortals.
In just a moment, Agamemnon recovered from his serious injury and suppressed the internally injured Iloth.
At this time, Rivendell in the power of Elos' true name was frantically outputting life energy, constantly repairing the injuries in Elos' body.
It's just that these injuries were caused by the sacred power. The remaining sacred energy was entrenched in the body like tarsal maggots, constantly eroding Eloise's body like a knife.
These residual energies cannot be neutralized in a short while.