Chapter 817: The Identity of a Sage (Part 1)

The pain from the back to the chest made the boy almost lose his ability to think, and he felt like his spine was going to be broken. He didn't need to lower his head to know that his shoulders and arms must be bloody and bloody. Under the strong acceleration, the rough stone bricks would turn into sharp paring knives. Until he saw the white figure wearing a golden mask, until that figure walked in front of him.

"Looking at this face, can you think of anything?" The man took off the mask and asked coldly. However, the boy just smiled wryly twice, the tingling pain on his arms and back almost completely engulfed his brain. After finally recovering his breath, the boy did not fully wake up from the pain that made him almost faint. But even though he knew that the person in front of him had the ability to kill him, even though he knew that he couldn't resist, the boy still maintained his previous casual attitude.

"Honestly, man, why are you wearing such an ugly mask?" the boy sighed.

Not only his own blood was on his clothes, but the hot blood of the angels covered the bridge of heaven. Unexpectedly, while the angel's blood was gradually evaporating, the boy felt the pain on his back was getting less and less. Although he didn't know the reason, he subconsciously rubbed his back in order to relieve the physical pain.

"No matter how much you deny it, you have to pay for your sins." The man put on his mask again indifferently. He stretched out his hand backwards, and the golden spear that pierced through the armed motorcycle appeared in his hand. The man pointed the tip of the gun at the boy's throat, even though he couldn't see his expression clearly, the boy still felt chills all over his body. He could feel the man's cold hatred, but he had no idea what it was about. "No matter what, you can't escape. Even if you come to this era."

"What the hell are you talking about, man?" the boy sneered. "Did you get high at the party?"

"Little thing!" Beunita was always paying attention to the situation below, and she naturally discovered the boy's plight. A giant hand with blue-purple skin stretched out from the portal, and waved away the angels surrounding the witch. Immediately afterwards, Madame Butterfly got half of her body out of the portal, and suddenly punched the masked sage below.

However, an equally huge fist appeared out of thin air, knocking away Madame Butterfly's hand extended towards the sage. The violent collision exploded in the air with a loud noise, and the boy couldn't help covering his ears. The female demon grunted in dissatisfaction, and then set her sights on the guy who got in the way—it was a four-element virtue angel [temperance] representing the element of wind. The moment it fully emerged from the summoning circle, the tubular ends of the deformed huge limbs spurted out a gust of wind. This force was so powerful that it even blew the wreckage of the falling Bridge of Heaven into the sky, and the smaller objects in the sky were blown aside, including the artificial man and the assault transport ship. [Temperance] The angel's ridiculous little head is inlaid in the center of the chest of the figure-eight body, and his dull eyes are fixed on Madame Butterfly.

It said something in a voice so thick that it was hard to hear.

Madame Butterfly accepted the challenge with a big smile.

"It's always difficult for children, but it will make women look down on you." The witch stood in front of the boy, pointing her gun at the masked sage, "Although I don't know why you did this, but it's not right now. No woman likes a man who is in a hurry."

"One last warning, this matter has nothing to do with you." The voice of the masked sage seemed to hide a volcano that was about to erupt underground, "Get out of the way, witch. Otherwise, I will kill you, and no one can stop me!"

"Sorry, this little guy is still useful to me now." Beunita said with a smile, "He can't die now."

The witch and the sage have the same spells and fighting styles, and they are evenly matched. But at the same time, a steady stream of angels are still pouring out of the summoning circle. The Madame Butterfly summoned by Beunita must kill other superior angels while dealing with the [Temperance] angel. While Madame Butterfly and Temperance Angel were fighting in the sky, the battle on the Bridge of Paradise was also going on, just like what happened in the small town of Noah Dunn. It's just that this battle took place on the bridge deck that was constantly collapsing. In the past, when the Bridge of Paradise was built, anti-seismic design was never considered. When Madame Butterfly swung the "temperance" angel and smashed it on the remaining pier, the bridge of heaven inevitably shook. There is no need for angels to destroy, the collapse happens again.

Bayunita jumped up, her black and purple wings spread again, she twisted the boy's collar, and flew up from the disintegrating bridge of heaven. Facing the long spear waved by the masked sage, she was unable to make an effective counterattack, and could only barely resist by crossing the long knife. The assault transport ship and the man-made man had been blown far away by the strong wind set off by the [temperance] angels, and they were unable to come here for the time being. The higher-level angels also entered and surrounded the mystic, and no one could help her.

"You!" The long knife in Beunita's hand cut a corner of the mask. The masked sage had the same gray eyes as hers, but what she cared about was the thing that accidentally fell out of the sage's white robe and was carefully protected by the masked sage on his chest. It was a fine brass tube, and the Witch was pretty sure she knew it.

After barely resisting a few rounds, Bayunita fell from the collapsed bridge as if hit by a heavy hammer, and her spread wings could not counteract the potential energy brought by the sage's attack at all. At the same time, the boy was not spared and was caught and fell together. When the Witch was defeated, the summoning spell that maintained Madame Butterfly also gradually became ineffective. Although the [Temperance] angel was covered in scars, Madame Butterfly kept disappearing and gradually decomposed into black hairs. The female demon roared with dissatisfaction, but she couldn't stop the gradual dissipation. This is the coercion of the contract and the repulsion of the plane, unless the witch pays the magic power for the next summons.

When the masked sage waved his spear and ordered the angels to chase down, he dragged the shining golden comet across the sky in a beautiful arc, and then slammed it down on the remaining bridge with a loud buzzing sound. Stone bricks shattered under steel boots, and the air was twisted by the heat of jet engines. The golden giant came down to the world with a long sword in his hand, and flames visible to the naked eye ignited around him. He used technology as his wings and magic as his weapon. He was more like a god than those angels flying in the sky.

Salomon went on the attack a second after landing.

Compared with Bayonetta's dexterous fighting style, the mystic just ran into him like a train moving at full speed. The masked sage who had fought against him immediately noticed the change in the status of the mystic. He found that Salomon's power had increased exponentially compared to before, and the blood-red goggles of the golden eagle helmet were almost burned through by Salomon's angry eyes. Almost all the space was filled with his presence, and even the angels as tall as mountains seemed to become smaller in front of him.

He became silent and cold, and the masked sage subconsciously blocked the swishing holy sword with the handle of his gun. When the holy sword was swung in his hand, the air screamed as it was cut, but the bright holy sword ignited a dazzling light, burning like a meteorite falling from outside the atmosphere to the planet, and the majestic heat rushed over like a tsunami. The spear was cut off, and the masked sage couldn't even react.

The unprecedented huge impact knocked the masked sage out and fell from the bridge of heaven.

Salomon jumped down silently.

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