Chapter 939 – The First Chapter of the Battle Between the Divine (1/2)
Chapter 939 – The First Chapter of the Battle Between the Divine
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
Bie Yanghong could understand what the Angel was saying, but not what it meant.
He did not know what a stealer of fire was or what sort of 'God' these experts from the other continent believed in.
He knew that he was facing the most dangerous situation in his entire life, even more dangerous than his confrontation with the Tianhai Divine Empress in the Mausoleum of Books.
The Angel could have the chilly wind blowing between the mountains translate his words into the language of the Sacred Light Continent, proving that his conjecture was correct.
These monsters from the Sacred Light Continent had an innate ability to understand and use the laws and principles of the world.
It was even possible that their existences were the very basis of these laws and principles.
But at this moment, Bie Yanghong was extremely calm, his expression turning even more indifferent.
As an expert of the continent, he naturally could not panic when confronting a truly major event. On the contrary, he needed to be even more calm.
After their first exchange, he had already gained a grasp of the methods by which these Angels fought and used the laws of the world.
If he were alone, he was confident that he would at least not lose.
The problem was that his wife was heavily injured, her arm severed. Moreover, the unfathomable experts that were Madam Mu and Black Robe had been standing on the side this entire time.
The ruthless Angel suddenly descended, the sword of light in his hand slashing at Bie Yanghong.
Although it had only been awakened for a short while, its battle knowledge had been perfectly preserved, and it felt that this human expert was a threat to it.
So it had decided to get rid of this person first.
Bie Yanghong's sleeve fluttered as he struck out with his sword, seeming extremely graceful as the hand wielding the illusory sword silently exploded out of his sleeve!
A fist appeared in the air, shattering the Angel's sword of light.
Simultaneously, the little red flower that had been orbiting at high speeds suddenly left Bie Yanghong's side and assaulted the other Angel's face.
The red flower suddenly burst into countless razor-sharp petals.
The air howled and light exploded.
And then it all faded.
When the world exploded with light again, it was in the sky ten-some li away.
The faces of the two Angels had several extremely fine wounds from which golden blood, packed with divine energy, dripped down like dew.
They gazed at the sword-wielding Bie Yanghong, their eyes bereft of emotion. There was no anger, no wariness, only apathy.
The more it was like this, the more terrifying it was.