Just as Mars Miller was about to rcilessly strike down the rebels.
"Boom!!!!!"
A deafening blast suddenly shattered the sky!
The golden barrier, jointly constructed by several Seraphim Justiciars, disintegrated in an instant!
Shards of golden light rained down, and amidst the flying splinters of light, a figure that made the bloodline of all angels tremble stood suspended in the sky.
Twelve wings, blazing with the Fire of Destruction, blocked out the sun, while crimson patterns swirled around Lazuli’s body.
She wielded a hundred-ter giant blade, each step she took made the space tremble!
"Lazuli of the Seraphim—"
The cool and clear voice resounded through the clouds, carrying an undeniable majesty:
"Has returned!"
This declaration struck like a lightning bolt, rendering the entire Angel Race station instantly silent.
The seraphs bound by chains simultaneously looked up, and Sumr Gardner shuddered all over...
"That voice..."
She widened her eyes in disbelief, straining to look up at the sky.
That ethereal figure she dreamt of was now high in the heavens!
It truly is...
Lazuli!
But in the next mont, Sumr’s heart sank to the bottom.
Why did Lazuli have to return at this mont?
The Angel Race is now colluding with the Demon Clan, and Mars Miller is stationed here...
Isn’t this walking right into a trap?!
"Lazuli, quickly lea—"
She shouted with all her might, but before she could finish, Mars Miller casually waved his hand—
"Bang!"
Sumr’s figure flew out backward like a kite with a broken string, heavily crashing at the edge of the platform, blood oozing from the corner of her mouth.
"Noisy!"
Mars Miller coldly swept his gaze over, then looked up at the hovering Lazuli, a cruel smile curling his lips.
"Just in ti... saves the trouble of looking."
Originally, he thought the Divine Pattern was out of reach.
After all, according to his guess, Sumr probably doesn’t know the whereabouts of the Divine Pattern of the Angel Race.
And the only one who might know the location of the Angel Race’s Divine Pattern...
Is none other than the princess of the Seraphim!
Lazuli!
However, the Human Race is too unique, existing across two worlds.
With those damaged wings of that seraph, it’s highly unlikely for her to ever reach Transcendent Level in this lifeti.
And without achieving Transcendent Level...
It ans Lazuli couldn’t appear in Alternate Space, making capturing her impossible.
But now...
"What a surprise..."
Mars Miller licked his lips, locking his gaze tightly onto Lazuli.
What shocked him more was that Lazuli was brandishing twelve wings!
Though two of them appeared slightly ethereal, this ant her normal state had reached the Ten-winged Realm...
Far surpassing his eight-winged seraph self!
"A re legend-level talent waste at birth, now capable of such heights..."
Mars Miller’s heart pounded, a crazy notion flashing through his mind:
If he could uncover the secret to Lazuli’s talent elevation, perhaps he could break through to Totem Level on his own, no longer having to serve humbly under the Demon Clan!
With this thought, a sharp glint flashed in Mars Miller’s eyes, imdiately giving a fierce order:
"Capture this seraph for , alive!"
With the command, several Seraphim Justiciars instantly locked onto Lazuli.
When they saw those twelve wings, shock first flickered across their eyes, soon replaced by overt greed.
Helping Mars Miller gain the thod to enhance talent.
Even if they can’t eat at, they could surely get a taste of the broth, no?!
But before they could act, five figures had already ghosted in front of Lazuli!
Veridia, Scarlett, Lilith, Vera, Elara!
Five fearso auras instantly swept over the entire scene!
And in the Beastbond Space, Sally, witnessing this scene, showed a hint of envy in her eyes.
She wished she could help Lady Lazuli take revenge too!
But with her current strength...
Sally clenched her fists, a flicker of determination crossing her eyes.
Must try harder.
Vera’s erald eyes scanned the densely packed seraph army, with a playful smile at the corners of her mouth:
"Lazuli, this ti you owe big..."
Before finishing her sentence, a dazzling erald green light exploded from around her!
A vast sea of life energy rolled out like a tsunami, coalescing into a vast ocean of vines in The Void.
Even with her strength comparable to Half-step Totem, she had to be on high alert.
The Angel Race certainly lived up to its reputation as one of the top clans!
Even just the Seraph Legion...
At this mont, there were over a dozen Half-step Totem level experts.
Among them, Monarch Level experts numbered nearly a hundred.
Moreover...
The Demon Clan was also present here.
Their strength was not a whit inferior to the Seraph Legion.
At this mont, under the dense gaze of enemies.
Vera felt an overwhelming pressure nearly engulfing her.
anwhile, Veridia stared at the battlefield, battle fervor gradually igniting in her eyes.
Last ti, when dealing with those Monarch Level Demon Clan, she wasn’t even ward up.
But now...
So many Half-step Totem level beings.
She could finally take it seriously!
Ghost Qi slowly condensed on her body’s surface, gradually forming a Ghost Armor.
Without turning back, she softly spoke, her voice resonating deeply through the Ghost Armor:
"Scarlett, be careful yourself! Once the fight begins, infiltrate The Void directly, don’t get caught up in it."
Upon hearing this, Scarlett nodded heavily.
Half-step Totem level battles were beyond her current capability.
Her attributes were only three thousand, and facing these Half-step Totem level foes with tens of thousands was simply impossible.
Elara Silverwood felt the imnse pressure too.
Though her talent reached Myth Five Stars with Luna’s help.
However, the Azurefox Clan is not suited for combat.
And now...
Faced with such terrifying foes.
Cold sweat appeared on her forehead in an instant.
As Aster Grant’s Beastbond...
Is the pressure this intense?!
It felt like one misstep, and she could die!
Lilith lazily stretched her bat wings, her scarlet eyes sweeping across the battlefield:
"Scarlett, Little Fox, you two just sit back and watch..."
Upon hearing Lilith’s words, neither resisted.
They knew their own strength, this level of battle was already beyond them.
After instructing the two, Lilith’s gaze finally locked onto Mars Miller, a dangerous smile tugging at her lips.
He was her opponent!
Nearly Totem Level Mars Miller!
And the clan leader of the Angel Race.
She elegantly licked her fangs, a blood mist swirling around her:
"They say the Angel Race has no weak points... let’s see today where the Blood Clan pales!"
anwhile, Aster Grant had quietly infiltrated the various clans.
His purpose was to free all the seraphs.
Earlier, amidst the xenos, he had seen the Lava Clan.
Thus, an audacious plan ford in his mind.
Letting a few Beastbonds distract the Angel Race and Demon Clan, while he leads this Lava Clan group to rescue the seraphs and others.
Though the Seraphim were scarred, still...
There were many Half-step Totem and Monarch Level existences among them!
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