Seeing the expressions on everyone's faces, the Twelve-Winged Angel couldn't help but reveal an arrogant demeanor.
He let out a light shout, his voice, aided by Angel power, reverberating between heaven and earth.
"So, you are merely a few small insects, yet you dare to attack the territory of my Angel Clan. Do you weaklings even deserve to be my enemies?"
The Twelve-Winged Angel took a step forward.
Heaven and earth instantly changed.
However, what he didn't know was that at this very moment, in a hidden corner, a sniper rifle was aimed at him.
"A Xuan, have you aimed yet? Why is it taking so long..."
Chu Ruoxue, who had transformed into a sniper rifle, couldn't help but complain.
The two of them had been there for a long time. Ever since these arrogant Angels appeared, Chen Yuxuan had already set up her gun.
At the same time, T-Virus · Weak Point Attack had also been activated.
It was just that the shot had not been fired yet...
"Don't rush, don't rush, why are you hurrying me...?" Chen Yuxuan mumbled, waving her hand and heavily patting the gunstock, while her gaze remained fixed on the figure in the sky.
"Almost, almost. This guy looks very arrogant! I just love arrogant targets like him, because they... always expose more weak points."
Chen Yuxuan had already found a level six weak point.
But she was still not satisfied...
According to her estimation, a level six weak point was not enough to instantly kill the target.
This Twelve-Winged Angel needed more arrogance.
Chen Yuxuan waited...
But she could wait, while the hundreds of Witches and Flower Elves could not. They were already unable to withstand the pressure and were gradually fleeing.
The Twelve-Winged Angel gently waved his hand, taking the lives of over a dozen Flower Elves.
With one sword strike, he killed dozens more enemies.
Just a slight move from him was terrifying.
"Life... is indeed so fragile. You filthy little insects, go back and tell your master that I shall descend upon your territory. Let them fear, let them tremble... No..."
The corner of the Twelve-Winged Angel's mouth curved slightly. At this moment, his arrogance had reached its peak. "You won't be able to go back, after all, you are simply too weak..."
Bang!
Before the last word 'weak' could even leave his mouth, the Twelve-Winged Angel suddenly felt an extreme sense of fear.
A chill ran down his spine instantly.
It was as if his life was about to be annihilated.
He no longer cared about showing off and quickly activated all the power he could muster within his body, condensing an Angel Shield on his body's surface.
As soon as this shield formed,
a bullet was seen breaking through the air, colliding with the shield.
The Twelve-Winged Angel's incredibly confident Angel Shield actually began to crumble and shatter under this tiny bullet.
After breaking through the Angel Shield, it continued its trajectory without losing momentum, accurately hitting his heart.
The Twelve-Winged Angel stared blankly in the direction from which the bullet had come.
After a moment of silence,
he fell from the sky, finally landing inside the castle, kicking up a cloud of dust.
From his powerful entrance to his demise, it seemed not much time had passed.
All the remaining people stared blankly at this scene.
Whether it was the Witches, the Flower Elves,
or the opposing Eight-Winged Angels, Four-Winged Angels, and other Angel units.
They were all stunned at this moment...
And Saint Lingfeng inside the castle.
He could most directly see the Twelve-Winged Angel's current state, as he had fallen right in front of him.
Blood gushed from his chest.
Soaking his pure white wings.
His last remaining breath tried to heal himself through Angel power, but the rupture of his heart prevented his power from gathering.
Ultimately, it could only gradually dissipate.
Death...
The Twelve-Winged Angel just died like that?
Saint Lingfeng opened his mouth, and the fear in his heart instantly reached its peak.
At the same time, the chat panel was also buzzing with messages.
Apparently, Sheng Lingyun had noticed the change on this side, realizing that the Twelve-Winged Angel had actually died.
He frantically sent inquiries in the messages.
【What happened?】
【What on earth happened? Why is my Twelve-Winged Angel suddenly gone?】
【Answer me, Saint Lingfeng, who did you provoke?!】
Provoked who?
Saint Lingfeng gave a wry smile. I also want to know what happened. I also want to know what this situation is all about...
It was clearly a very smooth operation.
As long as they continued to advance north and completely conquer this Novice Area, it was only a matter of time.
But...
How did it turn out like this?
The Twelve-Winged Angel was dead, instantly killed. The remaining Eight-Winged Angels and Six-Winged Angels searched around but couldn't find the attacker, and a wave of fear instantly swept through them.
At this point, they no longer cared about showing off. They immediately swarmed back into the castle to hide, not daring to show their heads.
Angels valued their lives more.
Or rather, the more expensive the unit, the more so.
Now, they didn't even know who the attacker was, so they didn't dare to show their faces, fearing they would become the next target.
The hundreds of Witches and Flower Elves looked at each other, equally unsure of the current situation.
They also searched around but likewise didn't see the attacker's figure.
This matter ultimately became an unsolved mystery.
"Perhaps it was divine retribution!"
From that day on, a rumor about showing off leading to being struck by lightning emerged. Sheng Lingyun's Angels suddenly became much more low-key from that day forward.
They no longer dared to show off casually.
【Have your troops retreat first. First, annihilate the Angel army, and then consolidate these newly acquired areas. Take these soul crystals and build me defense towers, build them at the highest level.】
Behind the lines.
Chen Yu sent a message to Lin Qingqiu.
Lin Qingqiu, who was also in a daze at the moment, saw this message and responded in a bewildered manner.
She immediately followed Chen Yu's instructions, ordering the hundreds of units to retreat and launch the final encirclement of the Angel army on the front line.
"So many soul crystals..."
Lin Qingqiu took a deep breath, and with a trembling heart, chose to confirm receipt.
At the same time, unable to suppress her curiosity, she sent a message asking: 【Master, did you kill that Twelve-Winged Angel?】
The two sisters of the Lin family had also witnessed the Twelve-Winged Angel being instantly killed through the unique crystal ball of the Witch units.
For a moment, they were amazed.
They also developed great curiosity about it.
Lin Qingxian was not yet familiar with Chen Yu, so all communication was through Lin Qingqiu.
