Chapter 1779 One Person, One Race (1/2)

The angel figure that the gold flame had created gathered up a power that was indestructible. It looked as if it would only take one hit to destroy an entire galaxy. It could destroy the future.

Many powerful races were thinking that the Feathers were practically almighty.

If the race wasn't strong, then the lantern wouldn't unleash a power that was as brilliant as that. It represented the strength of that race. If it was strong, it'd go bright. It was weak, it'd go dim.

Creating a sword that could destroy the universe proved how strong the Feathers were.

Kong Fei faced the lantern, but his own face didn't change. He looked at the word Feather on the lantern, and reached out with his arm to strike it.

His arm was glowing. It was very bright He didn't fall back, despite facing a race composed of a billion beings. His confidence was unwavering.

Han Sen's blood ran fast when he witnessed all this. He wished he could fight with that man in the air, and let the blood flow.

But Han Sen knew his place, and he knew his power wasn't high enough to fight alongside him. Any Noble there would be killed in one hit.

Han Sen held back his passion, and he watched as Kong Fei stood alone. He intently stared as Kong Fei faced an angel of the race that hounded him.

The next second, the angel sword lit up the planets in the sky. Everyone lost their vision, and all that could be seen was the color gold. The gold light lasted a few seconds, and when it faded, everyone could see what remained in the sky again.

The gold angel was a kilometer tall, and she stood right in front of the door to the geno hall. Her back was still connected with the lantern.

Kong Fei flew in front of her, with his right arm covered in blood. It had been severely cut, and you could even see the bone beyond the ravaged flesh.

”Did we lose?” Stay Up Late's eyes were full of shock, and he said those three words.

But in the next second, the angel's body shattered into nothing more than fragments of gold light. They all scattered and fell into the galaxy.

The word Feather on the lantern cracked and disintegrated as its light was extinguished. Darkness took its place.

Blergh!

All the Feathers around coughed up blood, like a rain shower. Their bodies looked as if they had all been electrified. It looked like they had lost a big chunk of their energy.

Countless Feathers started to fall. Kings had their ranks reduced to being just Dukes, as Dukes became Marquis, Marquis became Earls, and so on. This applied to every Feather.

The youngest of the Feathers could not be any lower. Their base was damaged, though, and their talents were reduced.

They were injured, and if they wished to evolve again, it would take forever.

”Kong Fei, just kill me!” King-Sky King shouted, with blood seeping out of him. Snuffing out the light was worse than killing him, he thought.

The lantern of the Feathers made them a higher race. They had held that loft for a billion years. Now that they had become a lesser race, this was a thousand times worse than simply killing them outright.

Kong Fei smiled and said, ”Three thousand ghost Feathers suffered for three thousand years. Cry for three thousand. Hate for three thousand years. That is a pain that is worse than death. They had hope because they still had me. But you guys are all different. You have no hope. And you will fade without it”