God Emperor’s Angel of Death

"What—"

The moment Jan Zar’s black spear collided with Saivita’s spirit spear, the space in front of her was instantly torn apart When she opened, a huge suction force almost dragged her lance away from her hand.

She had to change her posture, concentrate her strength on her arm, and pull Lance back.

At this moment, the fissure disappeared.

Riding on the opponent's unsteady footing, Savita stood forward, stabs and slashed, feeling the vibration from lance in his hand. At this moment, the heavy rain was rushing through his eyes.

The situation suddenly reversed, and Lord Phoenix fell into a defensive position, her face locked into a hideous mask, and her smile disappeared.

As she dodges the block, her soaked hair kept beating her wide-open eyes.

Under the guidance of anger, her lance turned into a light and shadow, and turned into a revolving dance drama.

"You are really name is not in vain ......."

The Lord Phoenix yelled, a tremor flashed across the corner of his eyes, and then he avoided Saivita suddenly Of a thorn.

"But I will never fail!!!"

Jan Zal screamed, the hair on the back of his head like some kind of irritated bird. It looks like a huge screen.

The howl shook everyone back, including Soshian.

But Savita remained motionless. At this time, there was only the soul spear in his mind, only the nerve current that flowed through his body and drove him to chop and move, and only steady blood and breathing.

Lord Phoenix leaped again, dancing into a whirlwind of blades.

Her speed broke through the limit, almost producing a sonic boom.

"Although your skill is superb, you are almost!"

After half a breath, she suddenly stabs Lance, and Savita raises his hand to open the opponent's weapon.

After that, he felt a blow on his armguard and a sound, and then Jan Zal backed away, and the rain-soaked crown shook his sideburns aside.

Savita looked down towards his arm, his arm armor was cut open, and blood was dripping from it.

Prince the crows let out a chuckle, and then moved forward again, dancing the spirit spear.

Lord Phoenix dodges in the air cut by the spirit spear, like a tree swaying in the wind, but the suction generated by those tiny cracks always interferes with her.

At this time, an armored heel suddenly appeared, kicking Lord Phoenix's head back, accompanied by the sound of broken bones and a puff of blood.

The colorful colors exploded in her sight one after another, and the banshees onlookers burst into a tense and painful roar.

Jan Zal felt dizzy. She was blinded by her own blood. Various thoughts were surging in her mind: anger, pain, shaking, and... Lost.

A normal human being suffered this blow will explode her skull, but for her it is nothing more than that.

She took a deep breath and dispelled the buzzing in the skull.

Savita is swinging his soul spear straight to her head, Lord Phoenix lowered his head in an extreme state, and at the same time pierced Lance with his backhand.

The black spear swept across Saivita's right abdomen, drew a spark and tore the plastic steel, bringing out a puff of blood.

The soul spear cut off her proud sideburns and turned them into black feathers in the sky.

Everything is still.

A missed hit, Savita stopped and attacked again.

The drum-like heartbeat rushes through the body, his world is at this moment, his existence is nothing but the thing in his hand, nothing else, nothing else.

Jan Zal’s next action has already begun. Saivita can't see it, he can't see anything at all, but he can feel it, just like the silence before thunder.

His spear met the blow.

The force of the collision vibrated through the skull and reached between the teeth. He felt his spear moving, and felt the sound of it as it blocked attacks from time to time.

He was backing up, his vision was condensing blur, his feet were constantly slipping in the mud.

Howling Jan Zal is like a whirlwind of cutting, sending one blow after another.

She is so fast, faster than the wind, faster than the lightning that keeps flashing in the distance.

But suddenly, as if the thunderstorm clouds instantly spread out through the sunlight, an opening appeared in her movements.

Savita cut himself in and chopped down. He felt the impact of hitting the object, and he chopped twice before the lingering sound of the first blow was dissipated.

Then Lord Phoenix disappeared, dancing out of the contact area.

Savita paused, his instinct followed the fast shadow.

The sound of rain beating on the plastic steel is full of the tranquility of waiting.

Jan Zal once again stood on the edge of the ring of perception, blood adorn her armor, and gradually diluted as the rain flowed through the dark copper armor.

The black spear was still held firmly in her hand, but her left arm was trembling, and blood was leaking from the joint of the elbow joint.

Her right breastplate was torn apart, and the guard plate on her right thigh also showed cobweb patterns, and the frivolous smile in her eyes disappeared-her vision suddenly became vicissitudes of life.

"I may not be able to defeat you, but you can't defeat me either. Our greatest possibility is to hug and die."

The Lord Phoenix spoke, and the words were hidden Including decisiveness.

"I know this, and you know it."

Her lips opened slightly, showing the smooth white teeth in them.

"But this song is worth singing."

"As always, you always lack fun."

After a long time, Saivita finally spoke Now, the voice has a texture of metal friction.

Phoenix Lord nodded.

"My existence is only for service."

Jan Zal looked around all around, blinked, and motioned to those banshees who had already begun to stir not to intervene.

Then she turned back to looked towards Saivita and started to spin the weapon with her arm.

"Come on, let's end it quickly."

"My lord!"

Suddenly, Veronica who has been pointed at by Soshian with a sword yells stand up.

"Wait, my lord!"

"en?"

Lord Phoenix turned his head in confusion.

"The tide has changed! The Great Prophet let us retreat!"

"Retreat?"

Jan Zal's face appeared confused.

"I don't understand."

Veronica glanced at Soshian carefully, and then said in a voice that only she and Jan Zal could hear:

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"We don't need to kill the Prophet anymore! His fate has changed...In a way, he is dead, and Talos of the Eighth Legion is dead!"

"But in this brief moment, we sacrificed that many."

Lord Phoenix gritted his teeth and looked very unwilling.

"This is the price of changing destiny..."

"I will ask the Great Prophet for an explanation."

In the end, Jan Zal Still obeyed, she raised Lance in her hand and let out a scream, then the banshees slowly disappeared from the shadows.

Then she walked to Soshian's side, lifted Veronica up as if he was nothing, and disappeared on the edge of the battlement with two jumps.

In the process, Soshian did not stop either, because Saul warned him not to do this in the communication.

Before disappearing into the rain, Veronica glanced back at Soshian. This look made him feel very uncomfortable, but she couldn't tell why.

"no! She can't go!"

Suddenly, another voice rang.