Chapter 1230 Thunder Angel
There was a flash of thunder in the sky, and thirty-six high-level soul [Wind Whisperers] were taken here by an unknown force.
The fourth batch of [Windtalkers] were enveloped by an unknown force and dissipated in the trial floating land area.
Feeling the strength of the newly arrived [Windtalker], a hint of solemnity flashed in the eyes of the six people at the same time.
Kyle looked at the six high-level soul spirit [Windtalkers] flying towards him, with a serious face, and whispered: "It seems that the real trial is about to begin."
A hundred meters away from Kyle, six high-level soul-minded [Wind Whisperers] stopped.
"Angel, please hand over all the [Interstitial Lenses] in your hands." A high-level [Wind Whisperer] stared at Kyle and spoke word by word in angelic language.
"I still have use for these [Interstitial Lenses], so I can't give them to you for the time being." Kyle shook his head and refused without hesitation.
Hearing this, the most powerful of the six Windtalkers slowly revealed a blue armor on his transparent body, and said in a deep voice: "If you defeat the six of us, the Interstitial Lenses will be yours. If not, we will take back all the Interstitial Lenses in your hands."
"Then come on."
As soon as he finished speaking, Kyle no longer hid himself. Four pairs of angel wings appeared behind him, and blood-red armor began to be equipped.
In front of him, the Spear of Putlock appeared, emitting powerful force.
At the same time, blue armor appeared on the bodies of the other five high-level soul [Wind Whisperers]. Their illusory bodies solidified, and their unique weapons emerged one by one.
The sound of wind and thunder resounded throughout the northeastern region of Fu Lu, and the battle officially began.
After Kyle threw two Putlock Spears directly at the two high-level Soul Wind Talkers in the edge area, he held the Putlock Spear tightly in both hands, vibrated his wings, and rushed towards the strongest of the six Wind Talkers.
It is better to break one finger than to hurt ten fingers. Instead of fighting in turns, it is better to select a target, defeat it, and then move on to deal with the next one.
At the same time, on the floating land, the Dark Crow Ancestor looked at the weapon in Kyle's hand and murmured in a low voice: "The Spear of Putlock, I thought it was lost, but I didn't expect to see it here again."
When the Spear of Putlock appeared, the Seraphim Eusia was also attracted to it.
The Spear of Putlock, which is divided into the main spear and the secondary spear, was forged by his great-uncle Adonis over a period of three hundred years, and his own bloodline power was fused into it.
Therefore, if one wants to wield this weapon, one must have the blood of his great-uncle.
She remembered that this weapon was lost in a battle with demons and had not appeared for ten thousand years.
Talking about a semi-epic weapon wouldn't attract much attention from her.
But the Spear of Putlock is more like a key than a weapon, a key that can open the realm of the origin of thunder.
In heaven, only a very small number of angels know this secret.
Back then, when his great-uncle Adonis entered the epic level, he was allowed by the Mother of the World to enter the Realm of Thunder Origin, the core area of the elemental space.
Three hundred years after he entered the realm of Thunder Origin, his great-uncle was recognized by the realm spirit of Thunder Origin, and obtained a trace of Thunder Origin, thus rebuilding his bloodline.
Thanks to the blessing of his great uncle, the three angel legions that followed him gained the power of thunder and eventually evolved into a special branch of angels - the Thunder Angels.
Even after more than 30,000 years, the Thunder Angels are still loyal to their great-uncle Adonis and his descendants.
The King of the Wind Fairies looked at Kyle's fighting posture, especially the flames surrounding him, and couldn't help but ask: "Yuxia, Kyle should have some connection with you."
Hearing this, the Dark Crow Ancestor couldn't help but turn his head and look at Yuxia, with curiosity in his eyes not concealed at all.
Under the gaze of the two old friends, Yuxia nodded slightly and said, "As expected, the bloodline of the angel named Kyle was inherited from my great uncle Adonis, but his angel heart has not been fully activated, so his true form has not yet been revealed."
The Dark Crow Ancestor reached out and stroked the smooth bus, whispering, "Thunder Holy Angel, but I see he is not going in this direction."
"Maybe he has his own ideas."
After Yuxia finished speaking, she stopped talking about this topic.
Which path the other party takes has nothing to do with you.
Cecilia looked at Kyle who was undergoing the trial, and then looked at the Seraphim sister in front of her. She hesitated whether to ask Kyle about his future development.
But when he thought of the message given by the World Mother that he and Uncle Weilin would become world legends when he signed the Halo Contract with Weilin, he put the idea to rest.
Perhaps the path Kyle is taking now is the right one.
On the trial land, Kyle fought against six people alone and did not lose.
As for the other five trial-takers, they also did not show signs of weakness when facing the siege of six high-level soul-spirit Wind Whisperers, and they handled the situation with ease.
To be chosen by the King of Wind Fairies and the First Crow, he is definitely not an ordinary person.
The northeastern area of the floating land has been broken into smaller floating lands by the fight between seven high-level soul transcendents, and is constantly moving away.
After repelling six Windtalkers with one strike, Kyle looked at the opposite side with a serious expression.
The other party can't do anything to me, but I can't defeat them in a short time either.
There are still three hours left until the end of the trial. Since we can't defeat them, we can only drag it out.
As long as the trial is over, these six [Wind Whisperers] will naturally be sent away.
However, in this final battle, whoever can seize the [Interstitial Lens] on the wings of the [Windtalker] will most likely be the winner of this first round of trials.
However, if anyone could really obtain the [Interstitial Lens], he would be willing to lose.
As time passed, the early morning of the sixteenth day was about to arrive, which meant that the trial was about to end.
After three days and three nights of fighting, they still could not take down the angel in front of them. The six high-level soul [Wind Whisperers] stopped fighting at the same time, put away their weapons, and removed the blue armor covering their bodies.
Seeing the turn, Kyle did not take the opportunity to launch a sneak attack. He also took back the Spear of Putlock and removed the Angel Armor.
"Angel, you are powerful."
The most powerful of the six Windtalkers came to Kyle and saluted him with the gift of an angel. He then took off a purple Interstitial Lens from his wings and said, "Your strength has been recognized by the six of us. This is proof of your strength."
Kyle looked at the purple [Interstitial Lens] in the hand of [Windtalker], hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to accept it.
Although I really want to refuse, the outcome of this trial will be determined based on the comprehensive calculation of the number of [Interstitial Lenses] collected by the three people.
