The thick water vapor gradually dissipated, and Salomon used the tip of his sword to pick up the golden ring that fell on the ground.
This is the halo of an angel. The halo represents the angel's class and essence. Unless the witch summons creatures from the lower planes to devour the angel, or gives the halo to the fallen angel craftsman Rodan, if you just leave this thing and throw it back, you will not be able to survive.
How long will it take for an intermediate angel to be reborn? As for whether that angel will still be so ugly by then, it is unknown. After all, it is only a spiritual creature, and it can look like whatever it wants. Salomon activates the power of the holy sword.
, the scorching sword blade cut off the halo like cutting butter, completely annihilating the souls of intermediate angels. This is the power of the holy sword, completely erasing the essence of extradimensional creatures, and any monster or monster will cry bitterly under this holy sword.
He overestimated the angel's combat capability, and it didn't take thirty seconds. At this moment, the subway had just exited the Williamsburg Bridge, and the witches were greeting the lower-level angels who were rushing towards them. Joan of Arc had no time to care about Salo.
The act of robbing prey.
"Constantine, Catherine, Ola. Report the situation."
"I think the lower angels in Hell's Kitchen, Greenwich Village and Soho are no longer a problem, my lord." Catherine said cheerfully. In fact, because the enemy density is not high, the heavy firepower team often attacks the Sisters before they engage the enemy.
This will solve the problem. Explosive bombs and plasma are not something that the ceramic-shell bodies of lower-level angels can withstand. Even if there is a fish that slips through the net, whether it is a long sword or a chain sword that flashes with electric light, it can easily cut the flesh and blood of lower-level angels.
Catherine strongly protested to Aura and asked the heavy fire team to leave some prey for her, otherwise her assault team would be idle. There is no doubt that Catherine is very satisfied with this battle, although it is also a "search and destroy"
command, but this battle is much more exciting than the mission on the alien planet where the hive is located. Catherine excitedly waved her arms to the roof of another building.
In response, Ola made a gesture that meant "leave me alone."
"There are no intermediate angels here, and the situation in the Triangle is still unclear. It's over." Aura added calmly. Her voice was almost drowned out by gunfire, because her heavy firepower team continued to fire into the sky, killing
Those lower-level angels swooping down to attack them. Explosive bombs are much more effective than ordinary bullets. It only takes a few rounds to kill a lower-level angel. However, the ammunition problem troubles the heavy fire team. "Use more plasma weapons."
Ora, wearing the crown given by Salomon, said to the team members, "Execute the sniper and interception orders, and then let the puppies of the assault team do more work."
"With the help of Ms. Maximov, I am successfully hunting down intermediate angels." Constantine's whole body exuded the smell of ozone and burning fuel. He nodded towards the witch, "Ms. Maximov's performance
Very well, there are not many Intermediate Angels left in Times Square. Ms. Maximoff doesn't mind supporting the Sisterhood if she can."
"anything else?"
"According to the report from the Karma Taj New York Temple, the serpentine superior angel is still hovering at an altitude of about 5,000 feet above Manhattan." Hearing Constantine say this, Salomon couldn't help but raise his head and look at the sky. He could vaguely
He sensed the movement of the superior angel, but it was not as accurate as the Agamotto crystal ball, because the screams that kept echoing like a baby's cry were overlapping and could not be distinguished one by one. He could only judge the quantity, but not the distance.
Precise measurements cannot be made. "I think it may want to enter a stalemate with you, my lord. It is afraid of your attack, after all, you killed the cherubim with one blow before. What are you going to do?"
"Ask Stephanie to make a donation to the NYPD, tell them where they need to maintain order, and at the same time set up a foundation to provide assistance to the affected people. I will go to the big guy and solve the problem completely." Salomon hung up after giving the order.
Communication. He sent an encrypted magic text message in the direction of the two witches. Although it was only twenty-five words, it was enough to express his thoughts. As expected, after receiving the communication, Joan of Arc showed no signs of weakness and moved toward the two witches.
Lomon fired two shots in the direction. Although she didn't know why her shooting skills were still so accurate even outside the shooting distance, the two bullets also made a precise whistling line, and most weakly hit the mystic mage's helmet.
, not even a bit of paint was wiped off.
Purple sword light lit up in the direction where the subway disappeared, and the huge fist braided with hair disappeared in a flash. It seemed that the witches had taken out their own melee weapons and were ready to kill. Salomon shrugged, according to Constant
The angel positioning sent by Ding opened a portal, and then he stepped through it.
He also wants to take serious action.
"No one knows whether this was a terrorist attack or an accident?" Detective Carter returned to the passenger seat and closed the door angrily. She had asked the patrol officer, but she also knew she would not get an answer because of such a sudden incident.
The incident occurred from Manhattan to Williamsburg, from low-rise buildings to high-rise buildings. It was definitely not a gas explosion, and it was definitely not an electrical accident. Officer Carter turned his attention and looked at his partner, Detective Fusco. "And you.
, stop eating!" she yelled, "There are no reports of casualties, there are no suspects in the attack, how are we supposed to do our job?"
"Maybe you should stop and have some donuts." Detective Fusco, who may be of Italian descent, licked his fingers and ignored his partner's frenzy. Ever since he became Detective Carter's partner, he had to do it from time to time.
It was quite familiar to him to endure Detective Carter's harsh criticism. Just like the husband who was ordered to wash the dishes, he would do the housework at first, but later he would become completely lazy and think that the dishwasher is the world.
The greatest invention in history.
The dishwasher is truly the greatest invention in the world, at least that's what Detective Fusco thinks.
"Do you think Iron Man or Captain America will jump right in front of us and take care of everything?" Officer Carter smashed the steering wheel angrily, "Manhattan is simply a battlefield! There are some idiots who claim to have seen it.
Angel, then take the gun to the streets! I don't care about the Avengers, this is New York, and we are the police! If we still don't understand the situation and can't arrest the suspect, then things will definitely cause a lot of casualties if things continue to develop.
What does the airport say? Can we ask the pilot?"
"The two pilots only said that the plane was out of control, and it is not our job to investigate the black box. If you ask me, we should contact the Avengers now. Remember that time in New York? I think it must be an alien invasion, one that can become invisible.
Otherwise, they are people from the future." Detective Fusco said, "Anyway, only the National Guard and the Avengers can handle this kind of thing, we can't get involved at all. Eat some, this may be the last sweet treat.
Circle, that shop has been buried in the ruins."
Officer Carter glanced at the remaining frosted chocolate donut in the box, picked it up and took a bite of it bitterly.
"The police call has been handled by the patrol, and the headquarters asked us to help. There were a lot of people with guns today, and we have to wear body armor." Detective Fusco said, "The director has contacted the Avengers and the National Guard.
We have formed a team, now we have to see which of them comes first."
"This isn't the end, Fusco," she said vaguely, "This isn't the end!"