Elliot hung in mid-air, looking up at the mechanical angel higher up.
Although the other party's image has become a little weird and his power is not as powerful as in his memory, Elliot clearly knows that he is the king that all angels must look up to.
This has nothing to do with image and power, but a concept.
He then asked in that simple and vicissitudes of tone:
"Why didn't you die?"
"Your sword is broken, your shield is shattered, your wings are burned out, and even your master is gone..."
"But why didn't you die?"
The Mechanical Angel did not answer him, but waved his fist at him from a distance.
A circle of ripples and distortions suddenly appeared in the air between the two angels, as if being drawn by an invisible force.
The next second, most of the pair of jet-black wings behind Elliot disappeared in an instant, as if they had been cut off by an invisible sharp blade.
Dark Angel's figure suddenly trembled violently, and a harsh roar came from his throat.
But he did not fall, he still maintained his body shape, and his broken wings quickly returned to their original shape.
"You can't beat me, you are no longer the superior King of Angels..."
"Without the protection of the Lord, you are nothing more than an undead wandering the world..."
"Although I don't know why you suddenly woke up, I will grant you the final relief on behalf of my Lord!"
After saying that, he flapped the dark wings behind him and bravely rushed towards the mechanical angel.
But just as he started it, he found that his opponent's figure suddenly disappeared again.
Elliot subconsciously stretched out his arms to protect his head.
But his head was not attacked, but his right leg was grabbed by something.
Immediately afterwards, he felt his figure falling rapidly again, and fell to the ground again.
This time, He was grabbed by the mechanical angel's right leg and pulled off forcefully.
The Mechanical Angel twisted the Dark Angel's right leg, dived and landed outside the city, and followed the momentum of the fall, slamming the Dark Angel's body to the ground.
Boom!
After a loud noise, the earth trembled, and a huge human-shaped hole appeared on the ground.
The Mechanical Angel did not stop there. He reached out again, grabbed the Dark Angel's legs from the hole, pulled him out, and then beat him repeatedly from left to right like a rag doll.
Boom, boom, boom!
There was another series of loud noises, gravel and dirt flying everywhere, and a large stretch of wasteland outside the city had become torn into pieces due to this round of rough beatings, and a huge hole was created.
The sinless city trembled because of this, and many fragile houses were shaken to the ground. All the citizens knelt down and prayed, hoping to quell the angel's wrath.
After Elliot was beaten, large areas of black on his body appeared blurred like a mosaic, and his whole body became a little unstable and appeared to be in pieces.
But He still hasn't disappeared!
He even had the energy to cut off his own legs on his own initiative, and then used the power of the mechanical angel to rise into the air again.
After Elliot started flying again, his figure quickly recovered, and his missing leg quickly regenerated.
The amputated leg that He actively discarded turned into a black smoke, which was instantly dispersed by the light from the mechanical angel.
"I said, my Lord is immortal, and I am immortal. What you do is meaningless."
"How much power do you have left? How long can your existence last?"
Although he was pressed to the ground and rubbed from the beginning, and one of his legs was broken, Elliot was still confident.
This is not an unfounded and deluded self-confidence, but a judgment reached by Him after sizing up the situation and analyzing it carefully.
The mechanical angel does not have the protection from the gods, so his power is limited after all.
And he himself is immortal.
What's more, the Garo in front of him is much weaker than the King of Angels in his memory, and his condition is indeed very bad.
If it were Gallo who was intact, Elliot probably wouldn't be so confident.
The winning ticket is already within your grasp, you just need to persevere!
Facing the opponent's provocation, the Mechanical Angel still didn't answer, as if he couldn't speak.
He just stretched out his big hand and grabbed the innocent city beside him. It seemed like he was planning to find someone who could take advantage of him?
The residents of the city were frightened, thinking that the Mechanical Angel was going to do something to them, and they suddenly started wailing:
"Lord Angel, I don't want it!"
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuoriuu, I have obviously singled out Lord Angel from the very beginning..."
"I will never write random words about Lord Angel's Danmei fans again!"
The mechanical angel didn't hear everyone's voices and still stretched out his hand.
However, He did not reach into the city, but stopped outside the protective barrier supported by the Wall of Sighs.
His five fingers gently caressed the translucent barrier, and then slowly closed it.
The barrier of the Wall of Sighs suddenly turned into dazzling rays of light, converging towards His palm.
Finally, the barrier completely disappeared, and there was a huge shining ball of light in the hands of the mechanical angel.
Then, He closed his hands and kneaded the ball of light.
Then, He separated his hands again, and the ball of light was like a ball of soft dough, stretched into a long strip, and finally condensed into a shining lightsaber!
Elliot in the sky watched this scene silently, his heart tightening slightly. The lightsaber in the opponent's hand made him feel a strong threat!
He quickly mobilized all his strength and formed a huge black shield in front of him to protect his body.
The next second, the figure of the mechanical angel flickered, suddenly became a little blurry, and then disappeared instantly.
When He appeared again, he had already bypassed the black shield and appeared behind Elliot.
But Elliot seemed to have anticipated his backstab, and the pair of black wings behind him suddenly folded in, and then stabbed out toward his back like two black spears!
A solid touch on the wings told Elliot that he had succeeded!
Gallo fell into my trap!
I wounded this arrogant king of angels!
Elliot suddenly felt happy.
But His happiness only lasted less than a second...
Immediately afterwards, he felt three waves of severe pain coming from behind.
Two of them are the pain of having my wings broken...
There is another smell coming from my vest...
In the moment just now, although his wings successfully hit the chest of the mechanical angel, they failed to cause any substantial damage at all and failed to leave the slightest trace in front of the opponent's highly mechanical breastplate.
Instead, his wings were repulsed by his own power and broke...
At the same time, the lightsaber in the hand of the mechanical angel also stabbed him from behind.
The broken wings can be quickly restored with the power of Visa.
However, the wound on the chest is different...
"No...this...what is this..."
Elliot looked down at the half-sword tip protruding from his chest and felt an extremely dangerous aura from it.
This breath is somewhat familiar, yet somewhat strange, yet extremely powerful.
It is not the power of a certain authority, nor the power of a certain god. It seems to be purer and nobler, and at the same time it surpasses angels and gods in terms of personality!
No help from Visa could make up for the chest injury.
Elliot suddenly became nervous and wanted to break away from this dangerous lightsaber.
He did not try to compete with the mechanical angel in terms of brute strength, but used a smarter way to transform his body into a wisp of black smoke and flee in all directions.
The Mechanical Angel also noticed his opponent's plan, and the lightsaber in his hand quickly changed and expanded into something like a light ball bubble, trying to collect the escaping mist.
But his movements were slightly slower, and only one-third of the black mist was caught by the light ball bubble, gathering it into a small black ball, trapped in the middle of the bubble, looking like a bright ball of light.
In the middle, there is an extra black core.
As for the remaining black smoke, it did not condense into a new angel body, but quickly escaped around.
Elliot actually chose to run away?
Mechanical Angel stood there, not chasing his opponent immediately, but standing there in a daze.
Maybe you didn’t expect your opponent to escape suddenly?
And as Elliot escaped, the cabin of the airship that was originally hidden in the darkness also reappeared in mid-air.
The cabins that lost the airbags on top should have fallen straight down, but they seemed to be affected by some force and were pinned in mid-air.
And the inside of the cabin was even more of a mess...
In order to maintain Elliot's infinite rebirth, the Visa cultists here have tried their best.
If the barrier collapses, Elliot will lose the protection from Visa and may be torn apart by the hands of a mechanical angel in an instant.
And every time the Dark Angel suffered a serious injury and needed to recover, several believers would spit out blood and fall down, using their own lives to maintain the stability of the barrier.
Even though the Visa Sect had used all its cards on this trip, and almost all the sect's top leaders were mobilized, they could not withstand such a loss of personnel.
The battle between the two angels lasted only a few minutes, and most of the Visa cultists in the cabin were dead. If the fight had continued for a while, all the people maintaining the barrier would have died before the power of the mechanical angels was exhausted.
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However, Elliot doesn't know this. He doesn't understand or care about how the insignificant human summoned him down.
His advantage is not as great as imagined.
Some Visa cultists saw their own angel being pressed and rubbed, and they were already cheering for the opponent's angel in their hearts.
Fortunately, the Mechanical Angel took action in time and defeated Elliot in one fell swoop, allowing these Visa cultists to survive.
"Why...why is this happening..."
At this time, Pope Visa who was in charge of presiding over the barrier also looked like he was dying. He slumped down on his seat weakly and said with dull eyes.
He still can't understand why the war situation turned into this?
They are also angels, so why are our own unable to fight back?
At this time, he heard a burst of bad laughter coming from beside him.
"Hahaha..."
That was the laughter of Prince Rhodes.
His condition was very ugly at this time. At the beginning of the ceremony, in order to prevent him from causing trouble, the Visakhas directly nailed his hands and feet to the floor with four nails.
But there was no trace of pain on his face. Instead, he was smiling crazily and shouting to the people around him:
"You must not have expected it, right? You must not know why this happens, right?"
"Because that's Garo! The invincible Garo!"
"Your Elliot is like a weak and pitiful chicken before Him..."
The Pope was not in a hurry to get angry, and asked while brushing his magic spell on himself:
"Gallo? Who is that?"
A contemptuous smile appeared on Prince Ross's face and he continued:
"You claim to know the history of the war between the gods, but have you never heard of His name?"
"That's right. The Visa you believe in is just a faggot. Even he has never met Gallo, let alone you?"
"Otherwise, where did he get the courage to face the King of Angels who can make all the gods tremble?"
After that, he continued to make a series of harsh and sharp sounds, which made the surviving Visa cultists around him have headaches.
"Kill him, whether it's a puppet or his real body!"
The Pope quickly ordered.
Immediately, someone who was still able to move approached Prince Ross with a knife.
"Haha, it's too late..."
"You have never believed me, but have you ever imagined who would really betray you?"
Prince Ross said with a sneer, completely ignoring the butcher knife swung at his neck.
But the next second, a light blue barrier suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking the knife.
And a twisted wave appeared in the space beside him, and a figure emerged from it.
It was a young mage wearing a robe, with a handsome and young face, but with an air of arrogance.
The surviving Visa guards immediately raised their weapons, trying to catch this strange mage who suddenly invaded.
The young mage just glanced at these guards, and their figures began to become blurred, and they disappeared in the blink of an eye.
He also emitted a suffocating wave of energy that was so powerful that the remaining people no longer dared to act rashly.
"prayer..."
The Pope recognized the identity of the mage and squeezed out a few words through clenched teeth.
He should have been our own ally. He should have interfered with the opponent's angels during the attack on the Innocence City and dealt with possible reinforcements from the three orthodox religions. Later, he should have been responsible for providing magical support to help the Visa Order.
Take control of the Innocence City.
But now he appears in the airship...
"I have appeared in this world, and the whole world is celebrating! As I prayed, I am here!"
The strongest demigod on earth said loudly, and at the same time looked around, explaining his purpose with a slight sarcasm:
"Recognize your own fragility. Weapons like angels are not something you can master. It is up to me to explore the profound realm."
After saying that, his figure suddenly wandered, and came to the front of Pope Visa, reaching out and thrusting his hand into the other person's chest.