Lu Mingfei Development Program

Chapter 487 Guixu and Kindness

The sea surface at night should have been quiet and dark, but at some point a sudden burst of fire tore through the darkness and broke the calm. The sea surged, and the rising waves of more than ten meters seemed enough to destroy a small coastal city.

But this was only the first wave, and the dazzling flames burst out again. The sky seemed to brighten, the seabed shook, and a huge amount of seawater was evaporated, making a thunderous roar.

The anomaly above the sea surface took a long time to dissipate, but the movement under the water continued.

The body of the Wind Angel was torn by the flames, and a huge amount of seawater rushed towards it, but it could not extinguish the flames. Constance's most unlikely speculation came true. The Wind Angel really had a killer move that he had never used.

Two wind angels. This surprised Constance a little, but she also felt it was reasonable.

Two dragon kings on one throne was common sense among the dragon kings, and two archangels on one throne... well, Constance admitted that this was not what she had expected.

She knew very well that unlike the dragon kings who were born divided into two halves, the archangels were complete at the moment they were completed. The birth of a new archangel had to wait for the previous archangel to completely stop moving, and then inherit its core.

Constance, who is both the Dragon King and Omega, can be said to be the one who knows the Archangel best in this world.

There couldn't be two wind angels, but the one that was injured by Lu Mingfei earlier had a power that made Constance dare not be careless. It was certainly not a fake, and the new wind angel also made her dare not be careless, and it was also real.

This sudden situation made Constance stunned for a moment. It was impossible for both of them to be real. She seemed to be a little too confident. Something seemed to have changed in the wind angel, which made the knowledge she learned from the archangel destroyed by her sister useless.

What surprised her even more was the battlefield chosen by the Wind Angel.

The moment Constance looked into the eyes of the wind angel in the water, the feeling of weightlessness that almost made her unable to react caused her to fall into the sea, and she was about to lose her advantage in the sky.

If it were the ancient times, Constance would have been panicked and at a loss. However, after the separation from her sister, she was no longer the fragile little queen who would only hide behind her sister.

The wind angel was obviously trying to pull her into the water. As the king of fire, she couldn't go all out in underwater combat. But Constance didn't panic. The candle dragon that had been brewing in her heart for a long time suddenly appeared from the sea.

This is the complete Dragon King. The ultimate words that took the two kings a long time to chant when they separated were released almost instantly.

The candle dragon that seemed to be illuminating the sky was naturally targeting the already severely damaged wind angel. When you don't know what other means the other party has, reducing the number of enemies to deal with is always a good choice.

The sky above the sea became brighter, and the red light dyed the clouds red, surging like fire from the sky, or like the sunrise in the early morning, or the sunset in the evening.

There is a candle dragon in Zhongshan Mountain. When it opens its eyes, it is day, and when it closes its eyes, it is night. Perhaps only creatures living in the ancient times know what kind of power this ancient dragon, which represents the anger of the King of Fire, possesses.

The wind angel in the sky was swallowed by the candle dragon without any struggle, and writhed in the red dragon with a temperature comparable to the earth's core. The flames also supported Constance's body, preventing her from falling into the water.

The golden blood immediately evaporated the moment it spilled, burning along with the golden body. At this moment, the Wind Angel seemed to be truly worthy of the name of an angel, because in countless classics, when angels descended to the mortal world, they were always covered in a flame-like golden light.

It fell into the water and struggled, as if trying to put out the flames on its body with the sea water. However, if the Candle Dragon could be put out by water, then it was not worthy of being called the Ultimate Word Spirit.

The silent howl proved that Constance's action was right, but also wrong... The huge explosion blew away the clouds in the sky and evaporated a huge amount of sea water.

Constance herself was knocked over by the shockwave, and the impact and churning waters threw her far away. It took her some time to steady herself in the violent water and understand what was happening.

The wind angel that she targeted blew herself up, and the impact that was comparable to the ultimate word spirit successfully repelled Constance. Although she was not unable to move, she was inevitably injured.

The situation was completely reversed at this time. Constance's condition was not perfect, and there was a complete wind angel lurking in the water, eyeing her covetously.

The inner heart was filled with horror, and the self-explosion of an archangel made Constance confused. No matter what state the wind angel was in now, it was so easy to give up a fighting force that was equivalent to a complete dragon king.

This decisiveness shocked Constance, and also made her realize that she might be the one being targeted.

The situation was not good for her. She wanted to leave the water and return to the sky. Then she would be the King of Bronze and Fire who could bring down fire from the sky... However, this sea was a trap prepared for her.

The sea water, which should have been invisible, was now surprisingly hard, like a pair of cold giant claws, tightly grasping Constance's armor. The gorgeous and exquisite armor, which seemed to be only available in heaven, was changing shape in the sea water.

The seawater was stinging her body, and Constance's spirit was shaking. She knew the ability to control the seawater, but it was impossible for the archangel, or the archangel who controlled the wind, to have this ability.

...Unless the other party is a similar being to her—a mixture of Omega and something else.

The moment this thought came to her mind, Constance rejected it. This was impossible. If the method of fusing the Archangel Core that her sister had obtained at the cost of her life could be used so easily by someone else, wouldn't it be a joke that her sister's sacrifice was a joke?

Rage filled her body, and the seawater was ignited again. Constance floated in the seawater bathed in the flames, and all the seawater that came into contact with her evaporated in an instant.

It was true that she was not good at fighting in water, and all fire-type words would be less effective in water. But if you thought that water was her weakness because of this, you would be wrong.

The white feathers floated in the firelight, and the long sword Humility showed its original posture in her hand. Just as Pride is the first of the seven deadly sins, Humility is also the first of the seven virtues. It has the same power as Pride, surpassing other swords.

The fully liberated Humility has a blade of dozens of meters long, as wide as a giant sword. Unlike the ferocious arrogance in the Seven Deadly Sins, it is extremely elegant, with golden patterns on the blade, sacred and magnificent, and is the most beautiful sword in the world.

Yes, the emperor of swords. Holding humility in her hands, Constance is so holy that people cannot look directly at her. It seems that compared to the wind angel opposite her, who has the title of archangel but has an extremely weird posture, she is the one who truly deserves the title of archangel.

...No, she was.

The bright sword light seemed to illuminate the entire sea area, and the night sky and the sea were completely split apart. This scene was extremely similar to Moses parting the sea, which made people want to cheer for the magical skill.

The seawater was also torn apart by the wind angel that had approached without anyone noticing... the absolute defense in front of him. Such a strong wall could only be broken by the strongest sword.

With a roar like an undersea earthquake, the Absolute Defense Holy Wall that was summoned again cracked. Constance decisively withdrew her humility and turned into a meteor in the sea, passing through the cracked holy wall.

Gentleness, one of the seven virtues, appeared in her hand. This broadsword, which corresponds to wrath, one of the seven deadly sins, had a broad blade like a saber. But the light of the blade was gentle and moving, like a sword that would not kill.

But Constance was naturally not merciful, her eyes radiated the golden light of the sun. Gentleness revealed its true appearance, the blade extended a lion-like blade, and angrily bit the enemy in front of it.

Although the blade of about eight meters was still huge in Constance's hand, it was still much less humble than the towering giant sword. However, it was enough for it to cut the body of the archangel in front of it.

The golden blood overflowed again, and quickly evaporated after it came into contact with the golden flames. Roaring like a lion, the gentle broadsword, which had nothing to do with gentleness, severely injured the Wind Angel.

Its eyes, which had always been calm in Constance's eyes, could no longer remain calm. At this moment, it was in the same miserable state as when it was severely injured by Lu Mingfei. Constance saw it again. The wound was shining brightly, as if it was afraid that people would not know that it was the core blood-stained spear head.

When she did not go up twice, the surging sea surface turned into a silent field and rushed over again to extinguish the flames on her body. The elegant steel body continued to twist in the sea water, and the counterattack from the wind angel made Constance extremely shocked.

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As a sibling, she would never make a mistake about this!

The sea water at this moment is different from their fierce battle. The water in the entire sea is flowing silently. It is so quiet and so deadly.

Constance didn't even have to fly up to the sky to see a quiet circle appear above the sea. The water in the circle flowed regularly, as if a pair of invisible hands were gently stirring it.

The water flow was so slow that even people who couldn't swim could easily leave the circle. But only Constance, who was in it, could feel the power contained in this seemingly gentle and harmless sea water.

Her armor, which was comparable to the body of a dragon king, was cracking in the sea water, and the quiet sea water wanted to tear her body apart. And she herself was like a butterfly caught in a spider web, no matter how beautiful she was before, no matter how high she could fly, once she fell into this vortex, her wings were no longer useful.

Constance tried hard to break free from the seawater, but she knew that she could not be dragged to the center of the whirlpool by the seawater no matter what. That was where all the water in the world went, the bottomless valley in the sea, where all the waters gathered.

The ocean has always been considered the most mysterious place. It was not until sixty years ago that modern humans knew where the deepest part of the ocean was.

The ancients had their own understanding of the world. In their view, the end of the sea was a bottomless ravine into which all the water in the world would eventually flow, but the amount of water in the ravine would not increase or decrease in the slightest.

From the perspective of today's people, this statement can only be said to be full of romantic colors. However, Constance knew that the bottomless ravine really existed. And the inescapable water was taking her there.

The name of that big ravine is Guixu.

The wind angel, who was also in the sea but not affected, regained his composure once again, as if the previous battle was just an accident and things were back on track.

It looked at Constance calmly, without attacking or making any moves. It just looked at her quietly, watching her fall into the boundless hell. When they got there, whether they were the Dragon King or the Archangel, what awaited them was only an endless fall.

Constance was unexpectedly calm. A lot of things happened today that were beyond her expectations. But if the wind angel in front of her thought that this was its victory, it was very wrong.

The beautiful and gorgeous armor on her body was torn apart by the irresistible force, but what was revealed was not a body with pure white skin, but a dazzling blue light.

The sea, which seemed to never stop flowing, paused for a moment before the blue light. The clouds that had long since dissipated in the sky returned again, thick and reassuring. The extreme cold enveloped the sea, and the condensed ice crystals greatly hindered the flow of the seawater.

The Wind Angel can use powers that do not originally belong to it, and coincidentally, Constance can too.

The wind angel still did not react, it just flew away from the seawater that was about to freeze. This reaction made Constance confused, but the current situation did not allow her to be distracted.

The Archangel Core she possessed could indeed help her escape from the current predicament, but the price was absolute. The incompatibility of water and fire prevented her from using the power of the Archangel Core at will.

The sound of the ice cracking was so harsh on the silent sea. Constance, who had returned to the sky again, had no time to rejoice. The sound coming from the outer sea made her stunned.

It was a cruise ship that had strayed into this sea area. Constance couldn't understand why a cruise ship would pass by here after making so many apocalyptic noises.

She suddenly realized that the cruise ship was probably dragged here by the current of Guixu. Even she had to spend a lot of effort to get rid of the current, so how could a human creation escape it?

Constance sighed softly, flapped her wings, and stood in front of the cruise ship, blocking the wind angel's sight.

If possible, she really didn't want to do that, and she didn't know why she became so kind. But a subconscious influence on her made her not stand by and watch humans die. This was an extremely absurd act in ancient times, but she did it so naturally.

Whether it was the cold wave in southern Jiangsu or the snowstorm in Tokyo, they were all summoned by her under the influence of her subconscious mind.

(End of this chapter)