The Angel of Confusion took a step forward through the sea of fire, instantly appearing before Anna. Loren's offensive had done nothing to it.
"What?"
Anna hadn't expected it to escape Loren's assault so easily either. She only had ti to raise the Scythe of Harvest to block.
The Angel of Confusion's fist slamd heavily onto the scythe's handle. Trendous force transmitted through the handle to Anna's body, sending her flying backward instantly. She only felt a numbing shock in the web between her thumb and forefinger.
Anna crashed onto the ground, bounced up, and while in the air, she desperately tried to adjust her posture, finally landing steadily. Yet, blood still seeped from the corner of her mouth.
"Anna!"
Seeing this, fury instantly flooded Loren's heart. He activated Treading Wind Stride once more, plumting towards the ground like an arrow. He wanted to retrieve Requiem.
In all these years, this was the first ti Anna had been injured. Loren absolutely would not allow anyone to harm her, not even a deity.
After sending Anna flying, the Angel of Confusion instantly appeared beside Luna. Its movent was almost equivalent to teleportation, very difficult to restrict. It could even instantly escape from Loren's magic.
Luna was still stunned by Anna being attacked. The Angel of Confusion's fist was now only a step away from her.
"Crimson Blade!"
The Crimson Blade slashed at the Angel of Confusion's wrist, successfully slowing its movent by a fraction, giving Luna a chance to react.
Luna raised her sword to block. The Angel of Confusion's punch forced her back, but Luna rely took a slight backward hop before stabilizing her stance.
The Angel of Confusion continued its pursuit, teleporting in front of Luna, its other hand, shaped like a trumpet, smashing towards her.
With reaction ti now, Luna wasn't as flustered as before. Her physique after transformation was far superior to everyone else's; even Loren couldn't match her.
The trumpet-like hand was blocked by the silver sword. The imnse force made Luna's hand tremble, but she still had so room to hold on.
It was also at this mont that the moon rose. Today happened to be the night of the full moon. The bloody moonlight dyed the earth red, reflecting dazzling golden light off Luna's cape.
Luna let out a shout, violently flicking her silver sword upward, actually succeeding in deflecting the Angel of Confusion's hand.
Seizing this opening, the silver sword slashed down fiercely, cutting across the Angel of Confusion's chest, directly slicing open its chest along with its abdon.
If it were human, this would have spilled its entrails. Yet, it still showed no reaction, its body healing at a visible rate.
"Ugh..."
Luna suddenly let out a muffled groan. The Angel of Confusion swung its fist. The fist didn't physically touch Luna, but she definitely took damage.
Even so, Luna didn't regret it. She roared angrily, swinging the silver sword in her hand with all her might, wanting to directly cleave the Angel of Confusion in two. However, the silver sword passed through the Angel of Confusion's body, as if clipping through a model.
Loren was very familiar with this situation. It was the sa as High Tower's Void-walking.
"This is the Angel of Confusion's ability, called [Lost Path]. It allows it to beco intangible, evading attacks, just like my High Tower!"
By the ti Loren finished his explanation, he had already charged behind the Angel of Confusion, his blade descending.
Once again, Loren's blade passed through the Angel of Confusion's body. The Angel of Confusion had used Void-walking.
"Die!"
Loren reversed the direction of his blade, violently flicking it upward. In that instant, the Angel of Confusion's body beca blurry—a sign of Void-walking.
But this ti, Requiem directly cut through the Angel of Confusion's spine, causing its entire body to sway.
"Soul-severing plus Truth Discernnt, the bane of Void-walking."
The Angel of Confusion was severely wounded, yet it showed no hesitation, throwing another punch through the air.
Blood seeped from the corner of Luna's mouth. Her heels were already deeply embedded in the ground. However, she didn't retreat half a step, still seizing the opportunity to slash out with her sword. This ti, she successfully chopped off the Angel of Confusion's hand.
"God of Hatred Ligoss, grant power."
Luna was also hurt. Loren's rage reached its peak. He didn't hesitate to borrow power from the Outer God.
Black energy instantly began to emanate from Loren's body, even covering Requiem.
Following the original wound, Loren slashed out with his blade once more. This strike was even more powerful, creating a deeper gash filled with black mist.
This blow nearly cleaved the Angel of Confusion's body in two. It had no choice but to create distance. Before Loren could swing his next strike, the Angel of Confusion appeared in the sky.
And the sky was Movila's domain. The crow swarm began tearing at the Angel of Confusion recklessly. Its hands were healing rapidly, but the wounds on its head and back inflicted by Requiem could not heal.
Even so, it was more than capable of dealing with these crows. If not for a sneak attack, Movila would find it hard to injure it. The crows' combat power was still too low.
Laila didn't hesitate to empty all the bullets in her magazine. Finally able to fight alongside Loren, Laila could only take potshots from the shadows. It was at this mont she realized her own weakness.
Bullets punched holes one after another in the Angel of Confusion's body, but their effect on it was minimal.
Just as she was at a loss, Naclis's reflection suddenly appeared in the air. She had long hidden within the crow's shadow. As the crow flew above the Angel of Confusion, she appeared right on cue.
Shadows coalesced into twin blades in her hands, which she slashed wildly and without pattern across the Angel of Confusion's body. Sliced-off pieces of flesh continuously fell from the sky.
This was the first ti Loren had seen Naclis's reflection take action. Seeing her frenzied appearance, it was no wonder Naclis was afraid of her.
Several arrows made of blood shot towards the Angel of Confusion in the air. Anna used the scythe as a crutch to stand up, a fierce grin spreading across her face.
"Get down here!"
The arrows pierced the Angel of Confusion's body, forming barbs inside that hooked onto its skin. Under Anna's control, they yanked downward violently. Having been surrounded and attacked for so long, it was already a candle flickering in the wind, utterly unable to resist.
At this mont, Starnight also flew above the Angel of Confusion, flapping her wings. A violent wind smashed directly onto the Angel of Confusion's body.
It was Crippling Tempest. Loren recognized Starnight's technique. Her magic talent was simply too high.
Naclis predicted the Angel of Confusion's landing point, releasing Sin-Burning Flas there. This ti, the Angel of Confusion had no strength left to resist. The Sin-Burning Flas rapidly began to burn its body.
"The final Sin-Burning Flas."
Loren knew the battle had reached its end. He drew Requiem, playing a funeral dirge. Black-hued Sin-Burning Flas ignited upon the Angel of Confusion's body.
This Sin-Burning Flas carried the power of Ligoss, successfully suppressing the authority of Confusion.
"This is righteous vengeance."
The Sin-Burning Flas that judged sin, combined with the vengeful power of the God of Hatred, resulted in exceptionally powerful final damage. These two effects could synergize. This was why Loren chose to borrow power from Ligoss.
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