Chapter 210 (1/2)

“If you must insist, die. I will report to the goddess the mistaken act of the elves.” The eight winged angel humphed. When he opened his mouth to speak again, he was stopped by an abrupt sword thrust.

Alarmed, the eight winged angel raise his blade to block.

His sword started to hum, his hand trembling.

Qi Aoshuang raised a brow, a bemused smile on her lips. Were they looking down on them?

“Lowly human!” The angel’s face ashened. He gripped his sword more tightly so that it did not shake. However, contrary to his words, he was overwhelmed with shock. A trifling human could be this strong? No wonder the goddess was so vested this time.

Qi Aoshuang smiled derisively. This birdman*, he only knew how to talk big!

*The Chinese phrase “bird man” can mean like motherfucker

Qi Aoshuang absolutely would not give the eight winged angel any slack, her sword flitting rapidly. It was a terrifying sight to behold that emanated the aura of death. Panic flashed across the eight winged angel’s eyes. He hastily raised his sword to parry.

Meanwhile, Jean, Leng Lingyun, and Oscar started to engage the remaining six winged angels.

With every clash between the Azure Ripple blade and the angel’s sword, there was a thunderous clang. Qi Aoshuang frowned. As expected, the eight winged angel was powerful!

As the two were in deadlock, Qi Aoshuang and the eight winged angels assumed serious expressions.

Secretly, the eight winged angel was apprehensive. This human’s power was actually equal to his own. Or maybe even stronger? The eight winged angel shivered at the thought. He struck with more force. He could not lose to this heretical human!

Just as the eight winged angel struck with more force, he heard her faint, distinct voice. “Did they send fighter type birdmen this time?” The eight winged angel did not detect the hidden ridicule in the voice.

Birdmen? The eight winged angel was stunned. Only then did he realize what she meant!

“Lowly human, you must pay for your ignorant words!” The eight winged angel seethed with anger. Eyeing her alertly, his entire body started to emit bright light.

“You seem to have forgotten I am a magician as well.” Qi Aoshuang raised a brow, smiling. Before the eight winged angel could come back to his senses, an intensely hot blade emerged from her palm, then erupted into golden flames. This was the supreme golden flame.

The exceedingly hot flame immediately enveloped the eight winged angel.

“Ah…” the eight winged angel cried out, rapidly retreating.

The golden flame soon extinguished, revealing the eight winged angel’s body. The eight winged angel’s supple blonde hair was now a mass, faintly fuming foully. His clothes were in even poorer condition, hanging in strands. His snow white wings were now burnt black. He did not carry himself so proudly now.

“Smells like burnt chicken.” Qi Aoshuang sneered. The eight winged angel was so angered, he almost spat blood.

“Sinister, cunning human!” The eight winged angel was visibly angry, shouting at Qi Aoshuang with his sword raised. Suddenly, he noticed something behind Qi Aoshuang and started to smile sinisterly. “Why don’t you take a good look at your companions? Not a single one of you shall escape today.” The angel appeared pleased.