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The bright red claw mark lingered in the void, while Mostina screamed as she fell.

A claw mark that almost tore her entire body was clearly visible on her blurred form. Most terrifyingly, this claw mark brought with it layers of fresh blood, as if pulling a blood-soaked ribbon from her body!

What the hell! Mostina was already in spirit form, so where did the blood come from?

Only a Blood Angel could do this!

Only the legendary ruler of the Ninth Heaven, the Blood Angel!

Because this was punishment!

That blood light was not fresh blood, but the most primal life force, the foundation of a sentient being! Even if Mostina was born from chaos and transformed into a spirit form, she could not escape the origins of life. Without life force, she was no different from dust!

"Impossible!"

Mostina retreated repeatedly, her eyes wide open. She knew very well that Little Bo Xi definitely did not have such power. This pure, supreme power of punishment! It was clearly the royal authority that only ancient Blood Angels possessed!

But how long had the Blood Angel's bloodline declined in reality? Ten thousand years! After ten thousand years of bloodline dispersal, her bloodline should have withered and collapsed long ago! Being able to reincarnate such a weak individual as Little Bo Xi was already the limit, so how could she condense royal authority?

This is impossible! This is absolutely impossible!

Mostina retreated in horror, unable to understand anything, but when she saw Little Bo Xi's gray-white pupils, her whole body seemed to be struck by lightning!

"You… you actually… intervened in Chaos? You actually regained the power of punishment from it!?"

This was not a joke. Because Fallen Angels were born from Chaos, Chaos was not friendly to them. In fact, once a Fallen Angel opened themselves up, there was an 80% chance of being assimilated by Chaos and becoming a part of Chaos again. Chaos was both a mother and a graveyard for Fallen Angels. (Note: Here, Little Knife needs to reiterate that Chaos is not reality, nor does it belong to the orthodox structure of the universe. It is just a collection of negative emotions, similar to a spiritual existence, but it also has the ability to manifest in reality.)

No Fallen Angel had ever dared to open themselves up to Chaos, because that meant destruction.

But what did Mostina see? She actually saw a miniature of Chaos in Little Bo Xi's pupils! This meant that Little Bo Xi had connected with Chaos and was drawing power from Chaos!

This shock was extraordinary. Even if Mostick was arrogant, she would not dare to be an enemy of Chaos. That was not confidence, but delusion.

But at this time, she had no choice. Almost as she retreated, Little Bo Xi followed like a shadow, pouncing on her again. Her left hand struck down like lightning. Mostina desperately dodged this attack, but she did not dodge Little Bo Xi's right hand. In a burst of blood light, Little Bo Xi's right hand completely plunged into her chest, grabbing fiercely!

Mostina's face was twisted, feeling that all the life force in her body was being frantically plundered and devoured!

At the same time, the wings behind Little Bo Xi gradually became fuller and more flamboyant…

Little Bo Xi was actually absorbing her source to re-perfect her bloodline! If she succeeded, wouldn't she become the food to awaken the ancient Blood Angel?

Mostina was now filled with regret, regretting not killing the twin sisters in the beginning. Although this would have made the fusion less perfect, it would have been better than ending up like this. But now, the only thing she could do was resist, she had to resist!

Intense black light surged from Mostina's body, even darker than the deepest eternal night, completely covering the jewel blue she originally displayed. At the same time, a shock wave was activated from the depths of her soul, instantly pushing Little Bo Xi away, knocking down dozens of temple pillars along the way, and finally crashing into the mural behind the temple.

Little Bo Xi's body was softly embedded in the wall, her hands and feet bent in a strange way.

In her killing form, she could temporarily borrow the power of Chaos, but she could not create a matching body. Her wrist was broken.

But even so, her face still carried a strange ferocity and violence, and she actually slowly, bit by bit, raised her finger to her face and licked the blood red on it.

"Giggle…"

"Delicious…"

"Kill you…"

"Don't even think about it!" Mostina covered her chest, panting heavily, but her eyes flickered with complex gazes of fear and hatred. "You actually dared to intervene in Chaos! Although I don't know how you did it, you're finished!"

"Don't think you'll get power, it will eat you, absorb you, and make you return to nothingness! Do you feel very powerful now? Very wonderful? Like an ordinary lifeform taking drugs? But you're committing suicide! The deeper you intervene, the more you open yourself to Chaos, and the closer you get to assimilation!"

"This assimilation is even more thorough than my fusion, you will even lose your most basic consciousness! From then on, you will disappear completely!"

Speaking of this, Mostina suddenly revealed a strange smile, as if she had discovered something. "Wait, I understand, your bloodline is not perfect, and you presumptuously borrow the power of Chaos. Haha… I know your weakness! No wonder you are frantically plundering me, so you are not perfecting yourself, but you have to maintain this state! Resist the assimilation of Chaos!"

"But what's the use? Blood Angels are imperfect, you wield slaughter and punishment, but you are extremely fragile! You have no recovery ability at all! The more crazy you are, the faster you die!"

"I'm destined to win this battle!" Mostina regained her confidence!

Yes, she was different from the Blood Angel. Although her destructive power was not strong, as a Fallen Angel who wielded conspiracy and evil, she had the strongest recovery ability! Because conspiracy and evil were the breeding grounds for filth, possessing the advantage of self-circulation! She might fail in one exchange, but killing her was extremely difficult! Not to mention Little Bo Xi, whose bloodline was not perfect.

Her body slowly rose, and her wings spread out behind her… Mostina once again displayed her powerful foundation. At the same time, her azure wings began to fade, gradually becoming pitch black.

This was her true essence, the color of conspiracy.

"Although my plan has a small setback, it seems that everything will return to its orbit."

She said this, raising the blood-red greatsword again, separating countless red rays of light from the sword body and surrounding her. At the same time, Little Bo Xi on the opposite side broke free from the wall, staring at her intently, making strange laughter in her mouth.

"Giggle… gigglegiggle…"

Blood mist filled between the two, but at some point, a small, slender figure quietly intervened in it.

Looking at the girl who suddenly appeared next to Little Bo Xi, Mostina's pupils shrank sharply…

"You!?"

"Could it be that you too?"

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"You're right, my brother is indeed too fragile, but… fortunately, she has a less impulsive sister." Miya said with a smile, looking at Little Bo Xi with love. Then, she gently hugged her into her arms.

Two small figures overlapped in front of Mostina, and the black and red wings behind them fluttered slightly… as if they were one person. The peaceful aura of the Burial Angel and the violent aura of the Blood Angel combined together, gradually becoming harmonious. At the same time, this aura spread far and wide, bit by bit, spreading to this world.

An ominous premonition rose in Mostina's heart.

Sure enough, in the vast ocean, every Fallen Angel on the stone tablet suddenly raised their heads and made a silent cry. Red lights actually changed direction and all cast towards the twin sisters!

"The orchard of the Burial Angel!"

Mostina was filled with shock and anger, and her voice suddenly became extremely sharp. "You, you are plundering their spiritual energy!"

"Damn it! That's the energy that belongs to me! I want to use them to fuse and be reborn, stop, stop!"

Mostina screamed frantically, her wings suddenly stretched to the extreme, and endless black light spewed out from her body, actually converging into a surging tide and slapped towards the twin sisters. That was the evil kinetic energy of the Black Angel, which could pollute all purity and beauty! In the internal war of the Fallen Angels, this kind of attack was much more dangerous than physical damage!

But, she still failed.

The reason was that in addition to wielding rest, the Burial Angel also had the strongest mental barrier in the Ninth Heaven, or rather, the defense against the heart. This was also normal, how could she soothe all beings if she could not create a tranquil harbor? So her evil kinetic energy was destined to collapse in front of Miya.

Seeing that the twin sisters' auras had fused indistinguishably, Mostina was completely desperate!

She suddenly turned the greatsword and stabbed it into her abdomen in front of the twin sisters! The sharp blade pierced through her body, bringing up monstrous blood mist…

"You… won't succeed…"

Mostina lowered her head, her eyes full of hatred. Looking at the twin sisters who were close at hand, she showed a terrible and somewhat pathetic smile.

"The Fallen Angel clan needs liberation… this is… the mission…"

"Even if you stop it now… you can't stop it in the future…"

"I, Mostina, will do it."

Saying this, she suddenly raised her proud head and screamed at the sky. "If I can't sacrifice others, then I'll sacrifice myself!"

"Great Chaos! Accept my filthy soul, I will completely open myself to you! Assimilate me, absorb me! But please, in this last moment, grant me strength!"

"Grant me… the power to change fate!"

With a bang, the whole world seemed to shake, and the world suddenly became chaotic. A large amount of chaotic aura surged from all directions, rushing towards Mostina's body, actually turning Mostina into a half-human, half-ghost monster in just a few breaths. The original smooth skin disappeared, and the original plump figure also disappeared, replaced by rotten flesh and rancid pus. Seven wings, with only bones left, grew behind her, crooked and slanted like tree branches…

"I have seven high-footed cups, filled with the suffering of the Fallen Angels…"

"Today, I will smash them and give the Fallen Angels a tomorrow." (To be continued…)