Chapter 859 - 568: World Destruction Level Collision, Angel Legion VS "Celestial Claw
Chapter 859: Chapter 568: World Destruction Level Collision, Angel Legion VS "Celestial Claw
Six-winged Angels!
They were all Six-winged Angels!
Over a hundred Catastrophe Level powerhouses formed a formidable battle formation, rapidly assembling in the void. Interspersed among them were over a dozen even more powerful auras.
Twelve-winged Angels of Death!
Their gazes locked onto the dozen or so Celestial Claws that had just finished their massacre and were now letting out piercing shrieks.
Austin Sage brought Raylo along, their figures flickering continuously through the void several times, each jump crossing tens of thousands of miles. Finally, they came to a halt at the edge of a vast Meteorite belt.
The distance from the chaotic battlefield was just right—it ensured their absolute concealment without completely losing sight of the ongoing battle.
With a casual wave of his hand, Austin Sage cast an invisible Magic Barrier over the two of them, seamlessly blending their auras with the surrounding cold cosmic dust. After doing so, he reached out and gently tapped the empty void in front of him.
HUM. Space rippled like the surface of a lake.
A massive Water Mirror materialized out of thin air, its surface clearly reflecting the war erupting tens of thousands of miles away!
Raylo’s pupils contracted. During that thrilling chase and framing process just moments ago, this Lord Sage... actually had the time to leave behind an Eye of Magic on the battlefield for a real-time broadcast!
Austin Sage sat down cross-legged. "Watch with me. A divine war of this scale is a rare sight.
"The stone has already been cast. Now, let us see just how deep these waters of the Light Deity truly are."
Suppressing the shock rolling in his heart, Raylo turned his gaze toward the mirror. The war had already erupted.
Over a hundred Six-winged Angels, surging out from that War Fortress, formed a battle formation under the command of over a dozen Twelve-winged Angels of Death. Dazzling Holy Light wove into a net in the void, attempting to trap the dozen or so Celestial Claws within.
However, these thoroughly enraged void overlords weren’t having any of it.
SCREECH! The piercing cry seemed capable of tearing apart souls.
Ignoring the overwhelming Holy Light Net, one Celestial Claw flapped its wings and transformed into a Dark Gold streak of deadly light, crashing straight into a corner of the Angel formation!
"Form the array! Spear of Divine Punishment!" a Twelve-winged Angel of Death issued a cold command.
Dozens of Six-winged Angels swung their Holy Swords in unison. Majestic Holy Light Energy converged into a massive Light Spear, blasting toward the incoming Dark Gold streak.
BOOM! A violent explosion bloomed silently in the void.
Yet, the Holy Light Spear only caused the Celestial Claw to pause for a brief moment. The very next instant, it tore through the shockwaves of the explosion. Its colossal claw, capable of crushing a Star, smashed into the battle formation.
CRACK! The Holy Light Barrier, constructed by dozens of Catastrophe Level powerhouses, shattered on impact like a fragile eggshell!
Five Six-winged Angels didn’t even have time to react before they were instantly pulverized into dust by the berserk Power. Golden blood and shattered wings of light scattered in all directions.
"They possess Power, but no soul," Austin Sage remarked leisurely. "These War Weapons forged by the Light Deity might have decent individual strength, but when facing true Void Predators that have clawed their way out of blood and fire, their combat instincts and ferocity fall far short."
Raylo fell silent. He could see it too.
These Angels, whether Six-winged or Twelve-winged, executed their attacks and defenses with textbook precision. But exactly because of this, they appeared incredibly rigid. They were like a group of pre-programmed machines executing orders to kill.
In contrast, those Celestial Claws were true beasts.
Every one of their attacks brimmed with the most primal savagery and cunning. Sometimes they charged head-on, other times they launched flanking sneak attacks. They would even use their indestructible bodies to tank a direct hit, all just to tear open another Angel’s chest with their sharp claws.
To them, combat was a hunt; it was the art of slaughter!
In just a few short minutes, the tides of battle had already become completely one-sided.
Although the Angel Legion boasted great numbers, the amount of World Destruction Level Twelve-winged Angels of Death was roughly equal to the Celestial Claws. Faced with over a dozen World Destruction Level Celestial Claws, they were completely unable to form an effective suppression.
The battle formations made up of Six-winged Angels teetered on the verge of collapse under the relentless, rotating charges of the Celestial Claws. From time to time, an Angel would be plucked right out of the formation, torn in half alive by a massive, razor-sharp beak, and swallowed whole.
Their golden divine bodies and Divine Blood became the most delicious delicacies for this pack of vicious beasts. Even the dozen or so World Destruction Level Twelve-winged Angels of Death fell completely into a disadvantage.
SLASH! In the Water Mirror, a Twelve-winged Angel of Death was pincered by two Celestial Claws from the front and back.
Just as he used his Holy Sword to parry the sharp claws on one side, the wings of the other Celestial Claw swept over like a heavenly blade. The edge of that wing, covered in Dark Gold feathers, gleamed with a sharpness capable of tearing through space itself.
"No!" the Angel of Death let out a furious, terrified roar as his Holy Light erupted with full force.
However, it was useless. As the wing swept past, the Holy Light Domain he had erected popped like a fragile bubble.
His upper torso, along with those twelve wings burning with Holy Flame, was instantly severed from his body and shredded into a sky full of luminous rain by the berserk Power.
Yet another World Destruction Level powerhouse had fallen!
The Celestial Claw let out a satisfied screech. After devouring the bisected corpse of the Twelve-winged Angel of Death, its tyrannical eagle-like eyes turned toward its next target.
Raylo’s throat went dry.