In the fierce white fog and black sea, the final act of the Angel Hunt was taking place.
The golden fish was shrinking.
Under the gaze of Ash and the others, this golden fish guarding the silver wings, having taken a hit from the Sword Light, did not bleed, did not bear scars, nor did it scream. It quietly swam around the silver wings, pressing its scales against the feathers, like a mother comforting her child, or a sister taking care of her brother.
Each movent left golden ripples, turning the entire battlefield into its stage. Its proud swimming srized the mages, its aloof attitude halted the white fog, and its elegant glow even made the black sea feel ashad.
It seed as if the whole world was reduced to a dance between gold and silver.
As the golden fish grew smaller, the mages heard a distant bubbling sound, and then the golden fish dove into the silver wings and disappeared.
The fearless Ghost Prophet murmured, "I have a bad feeling..."
"It’s just like a chaste woman choosing suicide to resist a group of despicable thieves," Ash described in detail.
Scatter.
The noble and pure silver wings suddenly scattered. They did not rise and fall one by one, but all at once, tens of millions, even close to a hundred million silver light feathers simultaneously fell apart.
From within, the mages saw pride, anger, exhaustion, and danger.
Even the eternal, desireless Void Realm seed to have cherished children.
The white fog was pressing down! The black sea was rising! The Dazzling Star Magic Master had long been prepared for everything, having anticipated that the Void Realm would not let Him easily kill the Source Angel—even if it was just a wing—so He painstakingly arranged this environnt.
The fog was the Angel’s blood, the sea was the Angel’s flesh; the Dazzling Star Magic Master forged the Angel’s blood and flesh into the most magnificent deadly weapon, solely to dissect the Void Realm’s child in this slaughterhouse of Allstars.
The scattered feathers were entangled by the white fog, drowned by the black sea; in the aspect of consuming angels, the Dazzling Star Magic Master had infinite advantage—the entire Kingdom of Allstars was His stomach!
"Quick!" Vishi herself almost beca the Heart Sword, shooting like a ray of light into the center of the silver light feather storm: "The Angel’s remains are in there!"
Not just Vishi, but the Demon Sound of Gospel team, Amilo, Igula, the Demon Night of Blood Moon team, Tiramisu, Harvey, and other Divine Lord teams hiding around all rushed into the silver light feather storm almost simultaneously.
The Angel Hunt officially entered the second stage!
Ash and Filly naturally did not fall behind, yet when they stepped onto the mountain of entwined feathers, all the mages suddenly felt a chill in their hearts.
Because inside the feather storm, they saw a fleeting golden light and a pair of pearl fish eyes.
The golden fish had not forgotten them at all, rely waiting for them to enter.
At this mont, it was truly the pinnacle!
All the flying feathers radiated a faint silver light, transforming into genuine silver light flying feathers. They no longer drifted outward but danced around the mountain, turning the mountain into a silver light cage!
Ash instinctively wanted to get Filly out first, yet facing the sweeping silver light flying feathers, Ash surprisingly had no power to resist; the Holy Domain was as good as nonexistent!
"Ash? Ash!"
Ash was instantly blown away by the silver light flying feathers, Filly instinctively reached out to catch him, but her fingertips missed. When she wanted to chase, Ash had already been engulfed by silver light flying feathers, swept away to so unknown place.
"Ash!? Where are you?"
Filly’s voice couldn’t be heard at all; the silver light flying feather’s shielding effect was even stronger than the white fog, not to ntion Ash couldn’t speak—the silver light flying feathers kept passing through his soul, saring it with silver ink. Right now, he felt like a soaked tissue, too heavy to move.
Technique Spirit? Technique Spirit, help!
Yet without Magic Power, the Technique Spirit wouldn’t work for free for Ash. But Ash couldn’t mobilize Magic Power; he couldn’t even unfold his Void Wings because all his Magic Power was polluted by silver ink—
"Wait."
Ash suddenly realized sothing, decisively and continuously converting his Magic Power, Sword Color, Seven-colored, Gold, Silver, four types of Magic Power interchanging. Due to the conversion ratio size, each interchange must consu Magic Power. When Ash’s Magic Power consud down to the 10% danger line, he finally regained control of his body, no longer easily blown away by silver light flying feathers.
Just now, he had stumbled unknown tis on the mountain, his forehead bleeding, now his body was full of bruises and scars. But he couldn’t perform the Healing Miracle, for this mountain had beco a mage’s forbidden zone.
These silver light flying feathers targeted neither the flesh nor the soul, but the Void Wings Magic Power!
Thus, Filly wasn’t blown away like him, as Filly was essentially a demon without Magic Power. If Ash guessed correctly, her Void Wings Magic Power was likely ’borrowed’ from the Void Realm, and the golden fish was allied with the Void Realm, the silver light flying feathers naturally wouldn’t enforce law against her.
But mages were different, the mages’ Void Wings Magic Power was private, filled with the mage’s personal imprint. This silver light flying feather storm was targeting those blasphemous mages!
Fortunately, Ash possessed the Secret Poison for converting Magic Power, able to rapidly exhaust Magic Power without needing the Technique Spirit. If other Legendary Mages didn’t have Secret Poison, they might not be able to consu Magic Power, only to be blown into fools by this storm.
But those who reached here were either mages or demons... Therefore, theoretically, now all competitors could only rely on demons to seize the Angel’s remains?
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