The dazzling light spots had completely blocked the glass shield, and Crowley, whose armor had been stripped to a few pieces, was still waving her giant sword. The gray bandage connected to the body is like a tentacle with its own consciousness, waving wildly in the air, entangled with scattered golden armor fragments, cutting and hitting the cherubim like a sharp blade!
It seems that apart from a shield, the cherubim has no other weapons. His broad palms and even the backs of his fingers are covered with glazed armor. Hidden under the shield, the fingers of his right hand are moving in the dazzling light spots!
An ethereal buzz, as if coming from a deep valley, was emitted when the cherubim was hidden in the light spot and pointed its right hand at Crowley. The sword Crowley held tightly in her hands began to vibrate! The sword blade that was obviously just splitting in the air was shrouded in sparks, as if the air had an entity! A sharp friction sound erupted as Crowley swung the sword!
"Bang!"
The thick glazed shield suddenly collided with Crowley at the moment when her movements were slow!
The gray bandage flying in the air was suddenly straightened, Crowley's breastplate cracked again, and her fair and slender body was like a bird with broken wings, pushing and flying out with huge wings!
Zach pursed his lips. Crowley's combat effectiveness was greatly reduced because she had no container. So far, there are only a few cracks on the cherubim's shield!
However, Crowley seems to be very aware of her weakness. Her sword always attracts the attention of the cherubim, and the stripped armor leaf fragments are controlled by the bandage, constantly attacking the cherubim's armor.
Of course Crowley wouldn't think that Zach's 'spectation' was really a bystander. All the vampire needs is a chance to break through the defense and come into contact with the cherubim's body! Crowley tried.
The huge wings lay weakly on the black ground. The soft soil didn't know what 'things' they carried, and stained and polluted Crowley's body without mercy. The long, smooth golden hair was already a horrible gray-black mess. God knows how much dirt is hidden in there.
"You lose." The cherubim's shield was placed by his side, and the flowing colored light gathered on the armor and rushed to his right hand. His palm faced Crowley on the ground, and black mist began to pour out of his palm.
"Haha." Crowley turned her body sideways, and the sound of her wings rubbing against the ground was faint and sparse. She looked sideways at the vampire and Seth who were looking at them from a distance, as if she was begging for something, "It's still early. "
Fallen angels asking for help? No, just the next form. She didn't want anyone to see it. Everyone has their own glory, not to mention demons who were once angels.
Zach smiled and nodded, closed his eyes, and covered Seth's eyes with his pale hands regardless of Seth's reaction.
The dark vision amplifies hearing.
When the collision sounded again, the vampire knew that the battle had begun again. Sorry, I don't know what happened because of the vampire's thoughtfulness. Let me ask Crowley? I can not.
It sounded like the sound of surging flames, the howling of wild beasts, and the slightest sound of something being torn apart...
Let's just focus on the moon slowly moving up in the sky, okay. It appears to have moved up only 8°.
"You..." Cherubim's voice sounded again, but this time it was not calm, and certainly not angry. It just seemed intermittent because of breathing, "You. You lost..., I. I will...send you back..."
"No." Zach's curved mouth opened and closed, and the vampire opened his eyes. The red color echoed the lonely moon in the sky, "The battle is not over yet."
The vampire released his hand that was covering Seth's eyes, and the sharp nails that extended out accidentally scratched the witcher's skin, causing the darkness in Seth's eyes to roll unconsciously.
"The same prisoner you define." His red eyes looked at Crowley in the soil, wings? No, Sen Bai's skeleton was contaminated by the soil, and the broken parts were half-buried in the soil. Her golden hair was spread around her delicate face, and torn skin was spread all over her body.
What can everyone expect? In the Angel War, Crowley's group will lose. After the changes of the times, hell still exists, and they have not been able to resist successfully. Why should it be any different this time.
Zach shifted his gaze and looked at the cherubim. The glass was like a broken vase, scattered and barely keeping its shape. The fragments that were not in contact with each other were like misplaced tiles, hanging on the cherubim. Under the empty armor, he had a thin body that fit a homeless man, and his hunched posture made him look so weak.
"We are facing you who gave us this definition." The vampire still had a smile on his face and made a fist with his hand. The sharp nails pierced the vampire's own skin, and bright red blood seeped out, staining the deadly fingertips. When he opened it, the vampire's fingers seemed to be covered with bright red finger cots, "We must hug each other. Don't we? Nameless Mr. Cherubim."
The phantom in the night appeared in the cherubim's sight, and the glazed shield, which was already like a broken manhole cover, was quickly erected in front of him.
"Bang!"
The vampire's face rested on the broken shield. Zach smiled and looked at the face of the cherubim exposed behind the shield. There was only a small arm of the cherubim stuck in the middle between their bodies.
Zach raised his eyebrows, seeming to be a little dissatisfied with such inhumane cherubim. "This is so disappointing. Usually everyone avoids tramps, but tramps will not refuse other people to get close to them." Zach winked. Blinking, the corners of his red eyes curled up, "After all, you are the one who stinks."
The cherubim frowned. He had already made it clear that he did not want to have any communication with the vampire. So while his arms were slightly arched, he pushed forward the broken glazed shield. Unfortunately—
A soft sound of shattering sounded between the two of them. Around Zach's rotating palms, the colorful glass fragments scattered each other, losing contact with each other, revealing the cherubim who still maintained the shield-holding posture. Left hand.
Although Crowley lost, please don't erase her achievements. The shield that existed because of 'absolute defense' has been shattered. That's why I don't dare to find her.
Zach's joined hands opened and turned among the gleaming glass fragments, grasped the cherubim's only left hand whose armor was still intact, and pulled back!
The vampire's other closed palm stabbed straight at the cherubim's exposed chest!
Bang!
Zach's waist suddenly bent, and the knee pressing against his abdomen seemed not to be enough, and actually rotated during the brief contact. Zach's fingers didn't touch anything, and his whole body still flew out upside down!
Seth's dark eyes had opened to the extreme. He watched the vampire rolling on the ground like a rag doll, and the dagger in his hand trembled slightly, 'I, I want to go? '
"Uh..." Zach squeezed his face and stood up from the ground. He pressed his hand hard on his waist. With a soft click, the vampire's body stood up straight. "You're so rude!" Zach twisted his neck and threw away his right hand. He took off the glazed gauntlet and gave up on sorting out the mud-stained clothes, "Then I won't use it either."
In the night, two red rays pulled and crashed into the cherubim, whose only intact armor was also stripped off. (..)