Lan Jue floated in the air, her high-speed flight coming to an end. She looked at the twelve-winged Battle Angel Michael, who had also stopped.
"Hand over the Infernal Enchantress, and you can still leave," Michael said calmly.
Mi Jia Lie said calmly. Golden-red flames danced in his eyes, making him look like a god that stood high above.
Lan Jue looked back at him, his eyes flat. "It looks like only one of us will be leaving this place alive.
Since that's the case, Michael, do you dare to accept my challenge? "
Michael's heart skipped a beat. Even though he knew that he had the absolute upper hand and that the man before him was only a level-9 level-6 to level-7, an inexplicable fear still rose in his heart in his Angel's Descent state.
"Must it be like this?
Zeus! "Michael said in a low voice.
Lan Jue nodded calmly.
Michael's ears twitched slightly, as if listening to something. His expression changed slightly, and he took a deep breath, "Fine, then I accept your challenge.
However, I hope that this battle will end as long as one side surrenders.
If you win, you can leave with them, and none of us will stop you. If you lose, then leave the Infernal Enchantress behind, and you can still leave. "
Lin Guoguo and Ke 'er's eyes were filled with surprise. There was no doubt that Michael's conditions were very generous.
Lan Jue smiled, "It seems that your people haven't completely controlled Xiu Xiu.
Am I right?
Hypocrite. "
Michael's eyes narrowed, "Zeus, you can decide."
"No, I don't agree.
I should control my own fate.
So, Michael, your opponent should be me. "Mika, who had been silent all this time, slowly raised her head, her beautiful eyes flashing with determination.
"Mika!" Lan Jue shouted.
"Boss.
I'm sorry, but I can't let you bear the burden for me anymore.
You've already shouldered too much for me.
Mika had nothing to repay her. Originally, after you saved me that year, I planned to follow you. However, I brought you too much trouble.
You don't belong to me alone. I can't be so selfish.
If you are really hurt because of me, I will never forgive myself. "Tears flickered in Mika's beautiful eyes, reflecting the pink light in her eyes. It was very strange.
Lan Jue gently shook her head, "At that time, I didn't protect her well, causing me to lose the woman I love the most.
If I can't protect you today, it's the same as dying for me.
Do you really want me to feel hopeless? "
"No, no, no, it's not like that, boss, it's not like that!"
Mika shook her head vigorously. Sparkling and translucent tears fell on her black-rimmed glasses. Everything in front of her suddenly became a little blurry.
Lan Jue opened his arms and pulled her into his embrace.
"Don't be like this, Mika.
You have to calm down. "
Gently stroking her red hair, just when Mika realized something, Lan Jue's fingers had already brushed her neck.
Turning around, she handed the limp Mika to Lin Guo-guo.
Lin Guo-guo didn't say anything. She just silently took Mika's delicate body.
But Kerr grabbed Lan Jue's sleeve.
"Boss, you have to remember, your life doesn't just belong to you. It also belongs to us.
If something really happens to you, then, including Sister Mika, we won't live alone.
Your Four Maids of Zeus will definitely be buried with you. "
Lan Jue's heart shook. A trace of warmth flashed in her eyes. Rubbing Kerr's blue hair, she turned around again and looked at Mi Jia Lie calmly.
"Come, Mi Jia Lie. Let's fight to determine the winner.
If I win, I won't kill you.
But if you want to win, then you'll have to do it over my dead body. "
Lan Jue pointed a finger at the sky. Suddenly, the sky darkened.
Countless bolts of lightning crackled in the sky. Cloudless lightning.
Mi Jia Lie's eyes narrowed. He lifted his right hand, and a fiery golden-red light sprang to life. It coalesced into a sword of light that fell into his hand.
Just then, two figures came flying in their direction. It was Gabriel, the Messenger of Death, and Raphael, the Angel of Healing.
Gabriel's face was as pale as ever, but the six wings on his back had already regenerated.
The Seven Archangels of the Pontiff's Citadel were telepathically connected. They knew what was going on, and stopped at a safe distance.
Lan Jue waved her hand, and a thick column of lightning rained down from the sky toward Mi Jia Lie.
At the same time, scorching golden-red flames burned on Michael's body. The powerful flames instantly spread out, and when the lightning landed on the flames, it actually melted, as though none of it was transmitted to the Battle Angel.
"Zeus," Mi Jia Lie growled, "you should know this is useless against me.
I'm at the pinnacle of human ninth-level ninth-rank, and I can use it for at least half an hour.
You can't use your Ascension anymore. You don't stand a chance against me. "
"You talk a lot of crap," Lan Jue said, her voice cold.
In a flash, he was in front of Mi Jia Lie. He lifted his right hand, and a whip of lightning lashed out to wrap around the Angel of Battle.
Mi Jia Lie's holy sword came crashing down on the Angel of Battle. There was nothing fancy or fancy about it.
Lan Jue felt an indescribable pull from the blade. It wasn't just sucking at his energy, it was pulling at his very soul.
The sound of a holy hymn filled his ears, and his eyes glazed over for a moment.
But just then, Lan Jue's left hand flicked in an inconspicuous direction. The whip of lightning dissolved into countless bolts of lightning that converged on Mi Jia Lie's left hand.
The air currents in the sky let out an ear-piercing screech, and a powerful suction force forcibly tugged at Michael, causing him to sway slightly.
Lan Jue's body vanished into thin air. Not even Mi Jia Lie's Angel of Descent could lock on to him.
Explosions rang out in front of Mi Jia Lie, and a blue light appeared behind him.
A bright blue palm struck the core of the twelve wings on Michael's back in a deft manner.
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