Elliott hung in mid-air, looking up at the higher mechanical angel.
Although the image of the other party has become a bit weird, and the power is not as strong as in memory, Elliott clearly knows that He is the king that all angels had to look up to.
It's not about image and power, it's about a concept.
He then asked in that simple and vicissitudes tone:
"Why, you didn't fall?"
"Your sword is broken, your shield is shattered, your wings are burnt, and even your lord is gone..."
"But why didn't you fall?"
The mechanical angel didn't answer him, but waved his fist at him from a distance.
A circle of ripples and twists suddenly appeared in the air between the two angels, as if being swept by an invisible force.
In the next second, more than half of the jet-black wings on Elliott's back disappeared in an instant, as if cut off by an invisible sharp blade.
The dark angel's figure suddenly trembled violently, and a piercing roar came from his throat.
But he didn't fall, he still maintained his figure, and his broken wings quickly returned to their original shape.
"You can't beat me, you are no longer the king of angels..."
"Without the protection of the Lord, you are nothing but an undead wandering around the world..."
"Although I don't know why you suddenly woke up, but on behalf of my lord, I will grant you the final relief!"
After all, he flapped the black wings behind him, and bravely rushed towards the mechanical angel.
But he had just activated it, only to find that the 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 fall rapidly again, and fell to the ground again.
This time, He was grabbed by the mechanical angel's right leg and dragged down forcefully.
The mechanical angel twisted the dark angel's right leg, swooped down and landed outside the city, and followed the falling momentum, smashing the dark angel's body to the ground.
Boom!
After a loud noise, the ground trembled, and a huge human-shaped pothole appeared on the ground.
The mechanical angel didn't stop there, and reached out again, grabbed the dark angel's leg from the hole, pulled him out, and then beat him repeatedly from left to right like twisting a rag doll.
Boom boom boom!
There was another series of loud noises, gravel and soil debris splashed in all directions, and a large piece of wasteland outside the city had become fragmented due to this round of rough beating, and a huge hole was smashed out of it.
The city of innocence trembled because of this, and many fragile houses were shaken down. All the citizens knelt down and prayed together, hoping to dispel the angel's anger.
Under Elliott's beating, large swathes of mosaic-like blur appeared on the black body, and his whole body was already a little unstable, looking fragmented.
But He still hasn't disappeared!
He even had the strength to sever his own legs, and then used the mechanical angel to wield his power to rise into the air again.
Elliott, who flew up again, quickly recovered his figure, and his missing leg was quickly reborn.
And the amputated leg that he voluntarily discarded turned into a cloud of black smoke, which was instantly dispelled by the light from the mechanical angel.
"I said, my lord is immortal, and neither am I. What you do is meaningless."
"How much power do you have left? How long will your existence last?"
Although he was pressed to the ground and rubbed against the ground from the very beginning, and one of his legs was broken, Elliott was still confident.
This is not an unfounded superstitious self-confidence, but a judgment he made after judging the situation and analyzing it carefully.
The mechanical angel does not have the protection from the gods, so its power is limited after all.
And himself, is immortal.
What's more, the Gallo in front of him is much, much weaker than the King of Angels in his memory, and his condition is indeed very bad.
If it were Gallo who was intact, Elliott might not be so confident.
The winning ticket is already in your hands, just stick to it!
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 city of innocence beside him. It looked like he was planning to find someone to take advantage of
The residents of the city were terrified, thinking that the mechanical angel was going to do something to them, and suddenly they wailed:
"Master Angel, don't want it!"
"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow..."
"I will never scribble about Master Angel's danmei fandom again!"
The mechanical angel didn't hear everyone's voice, but 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 stroked the translucent barrier, and then slowly retracted.
The barrier of the Wall of Sighs suddenly turned into dazzling rays of light, converging towards His palm.
In the end, the barrier completely disappeared, and in the mechanical angel's hand was a huge shining ball of light.
Then, he folded his hands together and kneaded the ball of light for a while.
Then, He separated his hands again, and the ball of light was pulled into a long strip like a soft dough, and finally condensed into a shining lightsaber!
Elliott in the sky watched this scene silently, and his heart tightened slightly. The lightsaber in the opponent's hand made him feel a strong threat!
He quickly mobilized the strength of his whole body, and formed a huge black shield in front of him, protecting his body tightly.
In the next second, the mechanical angel's figure flickered, suddenly became a little blurred, and then disappeared in place in an instant.
When he reappeared, he had bypassed the black shield and appeared behind Elliott.
But Elliot seemed to have expected his backstab, the pair of black wings behind him suddenly gathered, and then stabbed towards his back like two black spears!
A solid touch on the wings told Elliott that he had succeeded!
Gallo fell into my trap!
I wounded this mighty King of Angels!
Elliot was overjoyed.
But his happiness only lasted for less than a second...
Immediately afterwards, he felt three sharp pains coming from behind.
Two of them are the pain of my own wings being broken...
There is another one, coming from my vest...
At the moment just now, although his wings successfully hit the mechanical angel's chest, they failed to cause any substantial damage at all, and failed to leave the slightest trace in front of the opponent's extremely mechanical breastplate.
Instead, His wings were shocked by his own power and broke off...
At the same time, the lightsaber in Mechanical Angel's hand pierced him from behind.
The broken wings can be quickly restored with the power of Visa.
However, the wound on the chest is not quite the same...
"No... this... what the hell is this..."
Elliot looked down at the half of the sword tip protruding from his chest, feeling an extremely dangerous aura from above.
This breath is somewhat familiar, yet somewhat unfamiliar, but extremely powerful.
It is not the power of a certain authority, nor is it the power of a certain god. It seems to be purer and more noble, and at the same time it surpasses angels and gods in person!
The help from Visa couldn't make up for the broken chest.
Elliott suddenly became nervous, trying to break free from the dangerous lightsaber.
He didn't try to compete with the mechanical angel in brute force, but used a smarter way to transform his body into a wisp of black smoke, and fled in all directions.
The mechanical angel also sensed the opponent's abacus, and the lightsaber in his hand changed rapidly, expanding into something like a light ball bubble, trying to gather the escaping mist.
But His movement was a little slower, only one-third of the black mist was caught by the bubbles of the light ball, and it was gathered into a small black ball, trapped in the middle of the bubble, which looked like a ball of bright light. Among them, there is an extra black core.
As for the remaining black smoke, no new angel body was condensed, but quickly fled to the surroundings.
Elliot actually chose to flee
The mechanical angel stood in place, instead of chasing the opponent immediately, he stood there in a daze.
Maybe he didn't expect the opponent to run away suddenly
And as Elliott escaped, the cabin of the airship that was originally hidden by him in the darkness also reappeared in mid-air.
The cabins without the airbags on top should have fallen straight down, but they seemed to be nailed in midair by some force.
And the inside of this cabin is even more messy...
In order to maintain Elliott's infinite rebirth, the Visa cultists here have tried their best.
If the barrier collapses, Elliott will lose the protection from Visa, and he may be torn apart by the Mechanical Angel in an instant.
And every time the Dark Angel suffered serious injuries and needed to recover, several disciples fell down spraying blood, using their own lives to maintain the stability of the enchantment.
Rao, the Visa Cult had played all their cards during this trip, and the top leaders of the sect almost moved with all their strength, and they couldn't bear such a loss of personnel.
The battle between the two angels lasted only a few minutes, and more than half of the Visa believers in the cabin died. If they fought for a while longer, I am afraid that before the power of the mechanical angels is exhausted, the people who maintain the barrier will die first. up.
However, Elliott didn't know this. He didn't understand at all, and he didn't care how the tiny human beings summoned him down.
His advantage is not as great as imagined.
Some Visa believers watched their angels being pressed and rubbed all the time, and they already cheered for the other angels in their hearts.
Fortunately, the mechanical angel made a timely move and defeated Elliott in one fell swoop, allowing some of the Visa followers to survive.
"Why... why is this happening..."
At this time, Pope Visa, who was in charge of presiding over the enchantment, also looked dying, collapsed on the seat powerlessly, and said with blank eyes.
He still can't understand why the war situation has become like this
They are also angels, why would their own have no power to fight back
At this time, he heard a bad laugh coming from beside him.
"Hahaha... "
That was the laughter of Prince Ross.
His condition at this time was very ugly. At the beginning of the ceremony, in order not to let him make trouble, the Wissians directly used four nails to firmly nail his hands and feet to the floor.
But he couldn't see the slightest look of pain on his face. Instead, he smiled maniacally and said loudly to the people around him:
"You must not have thought of it? You must not know why this happened?"
"Because it's Gallo! The invincible Gallo!"
"Your Elliott is like a weak little chick before him..."
The Pope was not in a hurry to get angry, and while brushing himself with magical spells, he asked:
"Gallo? Who the hell is that?"
A contemptuous smile appeared on Prince Ross's face, and continued:
"You claim to know the history of the melee of the gods, but you haven't even heard his name?"
"That's right, the Visa you believe in is nothing more than a grass that hides its head and shows its tail. Even He has never met Gallo, let alone you?"
"Otherwise, where did he find the courage to face this king of angels who can make all the gods tremble?"
After that, he continued to make a series of piercing and sharp small voices, which made the surviving Visa followers around him feel headaches.
"Kill him, whether it's a puppet or his body!"
The Pope ordered hastily.
Immediately, someone who was still able to move walked towards Prince Ross with a knife.
"Hehe, it's late..."
"You 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 in the next second, a light blue barrier suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking the knife.
And there was a distorted wave in the space beside him, and a figure emerged from it.
It was a handsome and young mage wearing a robe, but with an arrogant face.
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 slightly, and their figures began to blur, and they disappeared in the blink of an eye.
A wave that was so powerful that it was suffocating also emanated from him, making the rest of the people no longer dare to act rashly.
"prayer... "
The Pope recognized the identity of the mage, and squeezed out a few words through clenched teeth.
He was supposed to be an ally of his own side, and he was supposed to interfere with the other side's angels when he was attacking the city of innocence, and deal with the possible reinforcements from the three major orthodox churches, and then he was responsible for providing magical support and helping the Visa Order Take control of the City of Innocence.
But now he's in the airship...
"I have come to this world, and the whole world celebrates! As I prayed, my body is here!"
The strongest demigod on the ground said loudly, and at the same time looked around, explaining his reason for coming with a little sarcasm:
"Recognize your own fragility. Weapons like angels are not something you can master. The deep realm should be explored by me."
After all, his figure flickered for a while, and he came in front of Pope Visa, and reached out to insert his hand into the other's chest.