3092 Angel’s Fist
Haylon raised his Sword of Hades and pointed it at Michael. Haylon gave off a strange aura. The souls from the underworld were barely visible from his aura.
His aura somehow formed an ocean of wandering souls. Even Green Holy Feather Michael was soaked in the ocean of souls. His glows were suppressed in the restricted zone as if all the spells he performed had been weakened by the ocean of souls.
Michael walked to Haylon. Michael swung his fist at the ocean of wandering souls with incredible force. The next moment, a shiny fist arched across the sky like a flying star and destroyed the illusionary ocean. The powerful ancient wandering souls dissipated because of the Flying Star Fist Glow before they could unleash their supernatural power!
Bam! Bam! Bam!
A loud bang rose behind Michael. Apollo, the Sun God, leaped. It laced both of its arms together like a giant ape and smashed at Michael ruthlessly.
His arms were ablaze. It was red-hot. However, Michael did not even bother to glance at Apollo, the Sun God.
"F*ck off!" Michael shook his hand. The mighty Apollo was struck by an unknown force before it was sent flying away. Part of its Ring of the Sun was shattered!
Michael swung his fist again. When he stretched backward to build up his strength, his fist looked as if it had turned into a dimensional storm that could engulf everything and could destroy everything that was within his sight.
Michael's fist storm had bound the black underworld horse that Haylon was riding. The divine and powerful underworld horse did everything it could to break free of Michael's fist. But it only drew closer.
Finally, Michael swung his second punch!
The storm stopped abruptly. The force unleashed from his fist was like an explosion of a celestial star. Countless meteorite fragments charged at Haylon from various directions. The infinite and destructive ripples swept across the land.
Haylon immediately thrust his Sword of Hades into the earth. His Sword of Hades transformed into a magnificent mountain of the underworld. It looked majestic. Even so, Michael's fist collapsed the robust mountain range and flung Haylon and his war horse from the underworld into the sky far away.
A trail of destruction stretched from Michael's position all the way to the edge of the sky. Countless cracks appeared in space along the trail. When the cracks were in the middle of a restoration, the surrounding airflow had lost its order. A gray tornado gradually appeared. It looked terrifying. It did not dissipate even after a long time.
"Only the land under my glow is filled with life force and vitality!" said Michael coldly.
In the cedar forest at Alps Mountain was a massive crater. The crater engulfed hectares of towering cedar forest and broke the mountain base. Even though it was a hundred kilometers apart from the city, the people's hearts in the "Sky Holy City" pounded in fear upon seeing the crater in the shape of a fist!
Was that the divine power that belonged to a Sixteen-Winged Blazing Angel? Even the expert with the Holy Soul of Hades could not hold Michael's full force back.
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The airflow in the Holy City was completely out of order. The air sometimes flowed calmly and quickly, at other times, like a stream rushing downward. Sometimes, it was like an ocean whirlpool that sucked everything in its surroundings into an unknown hole.
In the city on the land, Ye Xinxia arrived at the Holy Palace. Mu Ningxue had destroyed more than half of it.
Ye Xinxia took the Little White Tiger from Mu Ningxue's arms. It was covered in blood. The Little White Tiger rested calmly in Ye Xinxia's arms. Its frightening burns healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The Little White Tiger's rotten flesh was restored. Its broken bones were put together. Its scars were replaced with new skin.
The Little White Tiger had been wounded throughout, but it was perfectly healed within a short time. It regained its energy and looked more energetic than before!
Meanwhile, the Light Dragon remained standing at the Hexagon Brand in the Holy City on land. It disallowed anyone to come near the black formation.
It glared at Ye Xinxia. She carried the Little White Tiger in her arms and healed it while walking toward the black formation.
The Light Dragon roared in anger. Blazing dragon breath spewed out of its mouth. Just then, a shimmering and powerful figure with a dragon-slaying blade appeared on the shoulder of the Light Dragon. When the warrior drew his sword, the blade was only a meter long. But when the warrior waved it at full length, the blade grew longer than the dragon's wing. The warrior slashed at the Light Dragon's throat.
The Light Dragon turned its head to dodge the attack and spat fire at the street. The street was immediately reduced to ashes.
The warrior with the dragon-slaying blade was none other than Ares, who possessed the Holy Soul of the God of War. Today, he was one of the most powerful Knights of the Seal. He would not let any creature harm the Goddess.
The Light Dragon had dragon scales on its neck. However, the scales were soft. Thus, they were not as hard as the scales on the rest of its body. A wound appeared on its neck with golden dragon blood gushing out of it.
Roar! Roar! Roar!
Suddenly, the Quartz Lion Sculpture roared from several kilometers away. Countless razor-sharp quartz stones charged at them. Each of the stones was the size of a storefront in the street. It looked as if a giant mountain of quartz had been broken and dumped into the area.
Roar! Roar! Roar!
The Little White Tiger hopped down from Ye Xinxia's arms. It was covered in frost. It had transformed into Heavenly Scar Sacred Tiger.
The glaciers rose from the ground and blocked the razor-sharp flying quartz stones.
It could not take down powerful creatures like the Light Dragon, but it could handle a lion made up of stones.
This time, the Little White Tiger picked the right opponent for itself, and its mission was to tear the Quartz Lion Sculpture down and turn it into a pile of shiny gravel!
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"Norman, help Ares take down the Light Dragon," Ye Xinxia said to Norman.
"But you'll only be left with Hua Lisi to protect you," said Norman with concern.
"Don't worry. I'll be fine," said Ye Xinxia.
"Alright. The Light Dragon is indeed a difficult creature to deal with."
The Light Dragon was the world's most powerful dragon. It was a symbol of the Holy City and a divine beast controlled by Ramiel. Although Ares possessed the Holy Soul of War, he had difficulty holding back the aggressive Light Dragon. Perhaps, Haylon was the only match for it…
However, there was a huge disparity in strength between Haylon and Michael. Michael's star explosion punch was too powerful. They wondered if Haylon could rise again. If Haylon could not stop Michael, the rest would have difficulty surviving in the Holy City.
