The Bayakis in the sky have fallen to the ground and are frantically destroying everything around them in the areas not guarded by Arnold.
Baiyaki's keen sense of smell allows him to easily find people hiding in basements and cellars.
Their sharp claws cut through the rubble and the wooden gate of the basement as easily as cutting tofu.
A frontal battle does not need to be as secretive as lurking in a hospital. Instead, you can simply and roughly grab the person in the cellar and throw him into the air. When he falls naturally due to gravity, you can stab him with your bee-like tail and enjoy a wonderful meal.
The woman screamed in despair, the child cried in grief, and the man picked up everything around him and used it as a weapon to defend the family members behind him, but it was all in vain.
Ordinary humans were easily torn into pieces like paper in front of the Bayaki, and attacks with weapons such as wooden sticks and steel forks were just painless harassment to the Bayaki.
Just as Arnold completed the attack, the Byaki not far away saw the tragic scene of their companions. They roared towards the sky, staring at Arnold who caused all this with their scarlet eyes.
They are going to attack Arnold to avenge their companions!
Not far away, a dense group of Byaki attacked Arnold, and Arnold's expression changed drastically when he saw this.
"It never ends!" Arnold thought to himself.
"Oh, the omniscient and omnipotent Holy Light, please grant the Lamb the gift and send angels from the other side of Eden, from the seventh level of heaven, to the world."
After saying this, Arnold spat out a mouthful of blood and his face turned deathly pale.
A group of naked, cute little angels appeared around Arnold, holding trumpets and harps and playing sweet music. As the music played slowly, a door opened in front of Arnold.
"You are the one calling?"
A lazy but kind voice came from the door, and a well-shaped angel stepped out from behind the door.
Arnold knelt on one knee, bowed his head and said respectfully to the angel,
"Yes, please eliminate evil from the world."
"I understand. I am the Archangel Yakaroma. Remember my name."①
Yakaroma has long, shiny black hair, wears platinum armor, and carries a huge sword about 1.6 meters long on his back.
The pure white wings flapped gently, and Yakaroma's figure disappeared in front of Arnold.
Arnold felt reassured.
This was a spell he learned from the Holy Light Society headquarters after his failed exorcism, but it had a certain gambling nature to it; the rank of the summoned angels was uncertain, and sometimes they might be angels responsible for singing in heaven or serving the Holy Light. Being able to summon a combat angel like Yakaroma could be said to be winning the jackpot.
The side effects of this spell were equally obvious. Since angels were spirits created by holy light, every time an angel summoned by the spell moved around in the world, the energy needed was provided by the caster. But as Arnold's trump card, Arnold had no choice but to bite the bullet and persevere.
Every time Yakaroma flapped its wings, a large number of Byaki were cut into pieces by the sword. After a few replies, there were not many Byaki left.
After getting rid of those annoying Byaki, Yakaroma looked up at the purple fire and yellow seal that were still fighting each other in the sky.
"It's a terrifying existence. If the Seraph-sama were to come, he might be able to intervene, but I don't have that ability yet."
Yakaroma said to himself.
"Thank you for your help, Lord Yakaroma. Please let me take care of the rest."
Seeing that Yakaroma stopped, Arnold said respectfully.
Yakaroma nodded and cut off Arnold's power supply channel on his own. Arnold's power was almost exhausted. If the supply continued, it would begin to burn his limited life.
Yakaloma left three lightsabers beside Arnold and said,
"This is a sealed sword. You should replenish your strength in the seal before continuing. Forcing a fight is foolish."
These three lightsabers can buy Arnold some time to recover. Byager alone cannot break through this layer of defense.
After doing all this, Yakaroma's figure turned into a spot of light and slowly dissipated. She returned to the Holy Light and continued to serve him.
Arnold collapsed on the ground, taking deep breaths tiredly. He lay flat on his back and looked at the purple fire and yellow seal that were still entangled in the sky.
Just as the purple fire was about to be extinguished by the yellow seal, the tip of a huge trident emerged from the void, accompanied by the sound of rushing waves.
The trident suddenly and accurately pierced the period in the center of the yellow seal, and the entire yellow seal was shattered into pieces by this blow.
The vortex stopped, the purple fire slowly went out, and the trident was retracted into the void.
Everything seemed to have come to an end, and all that was left was to deal with the few remaining Byaki and clean up the battlefield.
The violent wind that had been raging on the earth had gradually subsided, and the breeze blew up the dust on the ground.
A small flame of purple fire landed in front of Arnold. Arnold raised the baton with difficulty and aimed the crystal on the baton at the small flame.
This flame belonging to Oryx's body was severely damaged after the battle. It drilled into the crystal of the magic wand and fell into a dormant state.
The farce caused by Yudekao seemed to have ended, and even the dark clouds in the sky gradually dissipated.
A drizzle began to fall from the sky, washing the devastated earth. Despite the falling raindrops, the air was still filled with a pungent smell of blood.
Joe Butran was walking out of the basement of the Black Pepper Bar with a group of security team members who volunteered to go on the adventure. They were shocked to see the dilapidated ruins on the ground.
Jobtran looked at the tragic scene before him. In addition to the bodies that had been torn into pieces, there might be refugees among the rubble of the collapsed houses.
"Be careful, there might be survivors! Also, beware of monster attacks!"
cried Joe Butran.
In the collapsed ruins, a little boy with blood on his face was rescued by Joe Blount and the security guards.
His fragile little life seemed to be held in the hands of death. His breathing was already very weak, and his body was injured by a large amount of debris and rubble. He would lose one leg forever.
Jobtran quickly performed a rescue operation. Conventional rescue methods were no longer effective, and he had to rely on the power of holy light.
"Merciful Virgin Mary, may you use your compassionate heart to redeem the child in front of you. May these sweet raindrops turn into a spring of water that heals the pain and save the lamb in front of you."
Jobtran knelt on the ground, closed his eyes, and put his hands together in prayer.
"Joe Butron! Watch out!!!"