Chapter 1176 – Light, Falling on Your Face (2/2)
”Archangel…”
Wang Zhice's expression finally changed, his eyes fixed on that face as he muttered to himself.
Only a few people could hear his mutterings, and at this tense moment, there was no time to ponder about how he knew that this was the face of an Archangel.
As that indifferent face approached the ground, the mirror of light grew thinner and more transparent.
Countless gasps, mixed in with Black Robe's somewhat deranged laughter, came from within the Demon Hall as the crowd saw what was behind the mirror.
In the infinite darkness on the other side were several hundred Angels floating in the air, their white wings a stark contrast against the black.
Everyone who saw this was stunned, and then afraid.
Not everyone was afraid of them. To Xiao Zhang, these Angels were mere moths.
To him, the fear came from that distant pressure, that gaze.
There were no eyes, but it was obvious that some existence that transcended physical existence was currently observing the world they resided in.
Was that God?
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The Angels seemed to already be over Xuelao City, but in reality, they were still tens of thousands of li from the Central Continent, and this was perhaps a gross underestimate of the distance.
Time-wise, all the intelligent beings on the Central Continent, whether human, demon, or demi-human, had enough time to write a final will and testament.
When the Angel army descended down the pillar of light and melded with the statues in the demon flames, this world would meet its end.
”Does Sir have any solutions?”
Xu Yourong aimed this question at Wang Zhice.
When everyone's gazes were focused on the pillar of light and Chen Changsheng, she had been watching Wang Zhice.
She firmly believed that there was a reason this legendary individual had appeared in the Demon Palace.
She had noticed a certain detail—that Wang Zhice had easily recognized the face of the Archangel—which bolstered her confidence.
But Wang Zhice's answer was unable to satisfy her.
”I'm still thinking.”
'Thinking' could mean 'observation', and it could also mean 'waiting'.
Watching Chen Changsheng in the pillar of light, Tang Thirty-Six was in no mood to think about those hidden meanings. He sneered, ”Then what did you come here for? To watch a play?”
Xu Yourong looked away, tilting her head as she gazed at that mirror of light in the sky.
Chen Changsheng noticed her movements and thought to himself, how cute. I really haven't seen her like this much in the last few years.
Xu Yourong thought for a while and decided not to wait for Wang Zhice. She turned to Black Robe and said, ”I can stop you.”
Black Robe's lips curled as she jeered, ”Is that so?”
It was clear that she did not believe in Xu Yourong's words, just like how Xiao Zhang did not believe in the Demon Lord's. She took them to be empty threats.
Chen Changsheng added, ”I also can, because the method is very simple.”
Black Robe arched her brows. ”Is that so? Then what are you prepared to do?”
”Just killing me will do it.”
”Just killing him will do it.”
Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong spoke at the same time.
And then they looked at each other.
Chen Changsheng smiled.
Xu Yourong did not.
All was quiet. The only sound was the flowing of the demon flames.
Everyone's eyes were focused on Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong.
Black Robe stared at them, her eyes turning cold.
This was the answer, the only solution.
She had not expected Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong to so quickly and calmly reach this conclusion.
”Before Shang Xingzhou died, he told me that if something happened, I should just kill you.”
Xu Yourong calmly looked at Chen Changsheng and said, ”My apologies for not telling you of this matter beforehand.”