“Hmph, overestimating yourself!” The Two-Winged Angel sneered, swinging her longsword as a blinding sword light cut through the massive tidal wave.
A sword beam, shrouded in Holy Light, struck Black Turtle once more.
Even without the suppression from the Elemental Secret Area, this Two-Winged Angel’s power still far surpassed Black Turtle’s.
As a seventh-tier legendary angel, she easily overwhelmed the eighth-tier epic-level Black Turtle.
“Damn it, kid, how did you manage to provoke another angel?” The commotion had attracted a group of beasts.
If even Black Turtle, with his eighth-tier strength, was no match for the Two-Winged Angel, they stood no chance.
Fortunately, the Tree of Life was still there.
Rustle…
Suddenly, several vines whipped through the air, quickly entwining around the Two-Winged Angel.
Her expression shifted slightly; she sensed danger.
“The Tree of Life!” she muttered, watching the vines approach. She swung her light sword, cutting them down effortlessly.
She then attempted to use a skill-Time Rift-to tear space behind her.
She want to escape here.
“Old man, stop her!” John realized her plan. He couldn’t let her escape.
“You must be out of your mind!” Black Turtle had not been involved in the last battle against a Two-Winged Angel, so he wasn’t sure of the outcome. Still, he gritted his teeth and charged toward the angel, transforming into a giant turtle, hoping his tough shell would block her attack.
Boom!
Holy Light flickered as Black Turtle was once again sent flying. This time, the damage was severe; a crack had appeared in his once-impenetrable shell.
Fortunately, Black Turtle’s intervention gave the Tree of Life another chance to attack. Numerous vines wove together into a massive net, aiming to entrap the Two-Winged Angel. “Get away!” she shouted angrily as countless sword beams tore through the vines.
But just as she thought she was free, the ground shook, and thick roots, like writhing dragons, wrapped tightly around her.
Slash!
Slashing at the roots with her Light Sword, the beams only managed to glow briefly before being absorbed. The sword itself became trapped.
Panic set in as the Two-Winged Angel shouted, “I am a messenger of the gods! How dare you harm me?”
Just like the last angel, she was using her divine backing as a shield.
“Killing you is exactly the plan!” John retorted, activating Sword Mastery as the Sword of Divinity and Demons flew toward the angel.
Slash!
Golden blood splattered as damage numbers appeared above the Two-Winged Angel’s head.
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“True damage!” The angel stared at John in disbelief.
With 8 million HP, this damage was minimal.
What truly shocked her was that this seemingly weak human had somehow mastered true damage—a feat usually reserved for ninth-tier beings.
“Get her! Finish her off!” came the enraged roars from the surrounding beasts.
Before John could even give the order, the beasts launched a frenzied attack on the Two- Winged Angel. Having already taken down one angel before, they were well-practiced.
However, most of the beasts’ attacks barely scratched the Two-Winged Angel. Only the beasts with seventh-tier or peak sixth-tier strength could actually deal any significant damage to her.
At this point, Black Turtle had recovered enough to join in the assault on the Two-Winged Angel.
John didn’t stand idle either. He alternated between Sword Mastery and Sword Immortal skills, causing a flurry of damage numbers to flash above the angel’s head.
“Damn it, get away from me!” the Two-Winged Angel roared in fury, feeling as if she were being swarmed by ants.
“Holy Light Judgment!” she shouted, casting a powerful holy magic spell. From the sky, a pillar of light descended and crashed down with a thunderous roar.
Boom!
The entire Death Land trembled as the beasts attacking her were instantly thrown back.
Some of the weaker beasts were killed outright by the blast.
Despite her formidable attack, she still couldn’t break free from the grasp of the Tree of Life. John noticed something unusual-The Tree of Life seemed unaffected by her Holy Light
magic.
The terrifying light beam struck the roots, but they remained unscathed.
While her light sword could inflict some damage, the Tree of Life’s immense regenerative abilities rendered it negligible.
“Don’t back down, keep attacking!” John shouted, directing the Sword of Divinity and
Demons to continue its relentless assault on the Two-Winged Angel.
The other beasts, wary of getting too close, stuck to using their ranged attacks.
The elves and any beasts below the fifth tier kept their distance.
They knowing that even a stray attack from the angel could be lethal.
Boom, boom…
The sounds of explosions echoed continuously.
The Two-Winged Angel, once so proud and untouchable, was now in a pitiful state-her feathers torn, golden blood streaming from her wounds. Her previous arrogance was nowhere
to be found.
She turned her gaze toward John and, with desperation in her voice, threatened, “Human, you cannot kill me. If I die here, this region will be exposed. You cannot withstand the wrath of the
angels.”
“Hah, do you think you can scare me?” John scoffed. “You’re not the first angel I’ve killed.”
“What?” The angel glanced at the roots of The Tree of Life that bound her and swallowed nervously. She realized that the human in front of her indeed had the power to carry out his
threat.
Trying a different approach, she pleaded, “Human, I’m not like the other Two-Winged Angels. If I fall here, this space will be revealed.”
John remained unimpressed, intensifying his attacks.
Even if what she said was true, letting her go would only result in her seeking vengeance later.
It was better to end her life here in Death Land.
Under the relentless barrage of skills, the Two-Winged Angel’s once-mighty 8 million HP
quickly dwindled to nothing.
John had been carefully tracking the Two-Winged Angel’s health, ready to deliver the fatal
blow.
Although the ultimate skill of the Sword of Divinity and Demons was still on cooldown.
But his Drunken Moon skill, which added 10% true damage to his physical attacks, combined with his Sword Immortal skill, was enough to finish off the angel.
“You’ll regret this, human!” the Two-Winged Angel roared at John, her voice filled with fury
as she stared him down.
Her health was critically low, and she wouldn’t survive another round of attacks.
“Everyone, hold your fire! Sini, Tracy, join the party,” John suddenly commanded, calling off
the assault and adding the two women to his party.
Hearing John’s words, a glimmer of hope flashed in the Two-Winged Angel’s eyes. She thought he might be reconsidering, perhaps even allowing her to escape.
But in the very next moment, a brilliant flash cut through the air—a massive sword light streaked across the sky, descending with lethal precision.
It was the Flying Sword Strike, the signature move of the Sword Immortal.
Boom!
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A black true damage number flickered above the angel’s head.
With her health already on the brink, this strike wiped it out completely. She glared at John
with intense hatred before vanishing in a flash of white light.
[You have slain a Level 1000 Legendary Two-Winged Angel, earning 720,000 experience
points.]
[Plunder Talent activated. You have acquired the skill Holy Light Strike, Luck +1, Divinity +1.]
[Holy Light Strike: Level 1, Intermediate Holy Light Magic. Deals 220% of your Spirit as Light Magic damage to the target. Costs 200 Mana. Cooldown: 10 seconds.]
As the notification flashed, John barely paid attention to it; instead, he stared in surprise at the spot where the Two-Winged Angel had vanished.
Her body was gone, leaving behind only a few scattered items.
That white light… it looked like the Resurrection mechanic for players.
“Could that angel have been a player?” John wondered aloud, astonished.
Sini, who had also noticed something was off, asked curiously, “John, where did the body
go?”
Black Turtle and the other beasts were just as puzzled, having never encountered something like this before.
“Kid, your guess is spot on,” a voice echoed in John’s mind.
It was the Undead Lord.
John, surprised, mentally replied, “So that angel was actually a player in disguise?”
“Think, kid,” the Undead Lord replied, sounding slightly exasperated. “If humans can connect to the World of Gods through special means, why wouldn’t other races be able to do the same? Angels, Dark Humans-they can all have players among them.”
“So, you’re saying they could be players too?” John was taken aback, realizing that the World of Gods was far more complex than he had previously imagined.
The Undead Lord continued, “Indeed. And those who enter the World of Gods as players are
the prodigies of their respective races, given the opportunity to grow safely. Once they’ve
reached a certain level of power, they can use the Attribute Fusion Stone to merge their abilities with those from the World of Gods.”
John’s expression grew serious. He recalled the warning from the Two-Winged Angel earlier,
realizing that she might indeed have the capability to lock onto his location in the Death
Space.
Fortunately, her power had likely diminished after that death, so she wouldn’t pose an
immediate threat.
“Human, how about we make a deal?” The Undead Lord’s voice echoed in his mind again. “What kind of deal?” John asked, immediately on guard.
The Undead Lord replied, “You help me Resurrect, and I’ll pledge my allegiance to you.” “Seriously?” John frowned, skeptical that such a good deal could be true.
After all, this Undead Lord had attempted to take control of his body multiple times but had
never succeeded.
The Undead Lord explained, “I’m not lying. If I wanted to take over your body, I would have
done it already. When your Fox Spirit Curse flares up, you’re utterly defenseless-I could have easily destroyed your soul!”
Cold sweat broke out on John’s forehead; he knew he was entirely unconscious when the Fox
Spirit Curse took hold.
“Are you spying on me?” He suddenly realized another possibility, his anger flaring.
“Relax, I’m not that dishonorable,” the Undead Lord retorted with a tone of disdain. “I admit, I did want your body, but I can’t inherit your abilities. That would be a waste. Especially your Sword Immortal class-I can sense an ancient power within it. If you grow strong enough, you might rival the gods, maybe even surpass them.” John frowned, deep in thought. The Undead Lord didn’t seem to be lying.
“Hey, what’s the holdup?” Black Turtle noticed John’s silence, assuming the Fox Spirit
Curse was acting up again, and asked with concern.
“Nothing,” John shook his head, snapping out of his thoughts. He decided not to respond to
the Undead Lord right away.
Instead, he focused on reviewing the attributes he had just acquired through his
Plunder talent.
One was a mid-level light magic skill, Holy Light Strike.
The other was something called Divinity-a life attribute he had never heard of before.
“Do you know what Divinity is?” John asked Black Turtle curiously.
“Divinity?” Black Turtle looked puzzled and shook his head, indicating he had never heard of
such an attribute.
The other beasts and elves around them were equally bewildered.