Chapter 1179
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"I hate the feeling of being the target of everyone."
Chen Zhao shrugged helplessly. Chen Zhao walked to the center.
Walking to the center of everyone, the demon roared and charged at Chen Zhao.
The purpose of its existence was to take revenge on Chen Zhao.
Whether it was its main consciousness or the other consciousnesses in its body, they all had one goal — to kill Chen Zhao.
But Chen Zhao caught the demon spirit who had walked right into the trap.
He grabbed the demon's neck with one hand and pressed it to the ground.
How strong was the Thousand-faced Demon Spirit?
Its maximum strength was around 20 tons, but it was being suppressed by Chen Zhao.
The ground that Chen Zhao and the demon were standing on had already cracked.
The demon's black flesh tried to seep into Chen Zhao's body, just like how it had seeped into and controlled X-9.
However, X-9 didn't have a consciousness, or rather, it had a weak consciousness.
That was why X-9 could be controlled so easily.
But Chen Zhao was different. When he'd reached Ultimate Transformation, he'd cultivated both ice and fire.
The ice had tempered Chen Zhao's consciousness to the point that it was indestructible.
What did it mean to be impervious to external evils? It meant that an external will like the Thousand-faced Demon Spirit was unable to shake one's self.
So, after the black flesh corroded Chen Zhao's arm, it immediately retreated.
The demon couldn't invade Chen Zhao's body at all.
"Such strong willpower." Lococo's expression was solemn.
Both the East and the West were terrified of external evil invading one's true self.
Just like in those fantasy novels, what usually defeated them wasn't a powerful enemy, but evil willpower.
Chen Zhao grabbed the demon's neck and pulled off its lower jaw, making it unable to close its mouth.
Then, dark lava started pouring into the demon's mouth.
Chen Zhao casually tossed it onto the ground. The demon's body spasmed on the ground.
The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became solemn.
Chen Zhao's display of strength made Cybola and the Magic Palace feel great pressure.
"Beisa, stop watching. I probably can't beat this man alone," Lococo said.
Beisa was surprised. Lococo, who never liked to lose, had actually asked her for cooperation.
Misha took a step forward, her body also emitting a powerful magic power.
Arthur's trio was still standing in front of the two demonesses, unwaveringly guarding them.
"Arthur, the three of you back off. This man is not someone you can face."
Arthur's four Guardian Knights were easily defeated by the Thousand-faced Demon Spirit.
Now that they were facing someone who could easily defeat the Thousand-faced Demon Spirit, their chances of winning were even lower.
Misha opened her arms, and a bright light appeared behind her.
An unbelievable figure appeared behind Beisa.
Even Chen Zhao was filled with shock.
It was an angel with long golden hair and half of his face was covered by a steel mask. However, half of his face could still be seen. He wore a white robe and held a golden spear in his hand.
When Cybola saw the white angel, he wanted to retreat.
She knew the title of Abyssal Great Enchantress, the most famous Great Enchantress in the Magic Palace.
She was very unfamiliar with Humble Mass. She had no idea what magic system Humble Mass was proficient in.
But now she knew.
She had never heard of anyone being able to summon angels.
Was this the legendary magic?
Suddenly, Chen Zhao felt immense pressure. It wasn't physical, but mental.
"Misha, be careful. Don't release the Power of Rank indiscriminately."
Power of Rank?
What kind of magic was this?
Chen Zhao looked at the white angel with seriousness in his eyes.
Chen Zhao had fought many demons, but he had never fought an angel.
To be honest, Chen Zhao didn't know what the result would be either.
Suddenly, the angel attacked. He spread his wings and the golden spear in his hand stabbed at Chen Zhao.
Chen Zhao lifted heavily and the golden spear deviated from its direction.
It's strong and fast, but not threatening, Chen Zhao thought.
At the same time, he punched at the angel. His fist landed on the angel's body.
However, it was as if his fist had landed on thin air, and he had missed.
Physical attacks couldn't hit it?
Chen Zhao hated enemies that couldn't use physical attacks the most.
More importantly, the angel's physical attacks were still effective.
What made Chen Zhao uncomfortable was that the angel was still releasing the Power of Rank.
It was like a dragon suppressing Chen Zhao.
Chen Zhao felt uncomfortable all over and couldn't adjust to his best state.
Chen Zhao grabbed the tip of the golden spear that was stabbing at him again.
The angel couldn't snatch the golden spear away from Chen Zhao.
Misha furrowed his brows.
This guy was really hard to deal with.
Chen Zhao swung the golden spear at the angel.
But the golden spear was useless against the angel too.
F * ck, this is cheating.
Chen Zhao didn't believe it. Physical attacks didn't work?
Then there was another way.
The dark lava suddenly turned into a blade and swept at the angel.
Hiss —
The angel wasn't immune to the dark lava and was cut in half.
Everyone was shocked, including the Reverend Mass.
Kill the angel?
The Infernal Mass's magic activated and released an even more powerful magic.
"Banish!"
But just then, the angel that had been cut in half suddenly turned into two smaller angels. They wrapped around Chen Zhao and lifted him up.
The two angels pulled Chen Zhao up.
Did they want him to hit the ceiling?
Chen Zhao was confused. He didn't understand what the two angels wanted at all.
However, things didn't go as Chen Zhao expected. He didn't hit the ceiling. Instead, he went straight through it.
Yes, through it!
Chen Zhao didn't even have a point to exert force on. He couldn't use his great power.
Chen Zhao was pulled higher and higher. Soon, he was more than 100 meters high.
Moreover, the height was still increasing.
The two angels were very fast.
Chen Zhao didn't resist anymore. He let the two angels continue pulling him up.
Did they want to pull him up to heaven?
If heaven really existed, he wouldn't mind going there to see.
Unfortunately, he wasn't going to heaven. He was going to a higher sky.
Five thousand meters … ten thousand meters … fifteen thousand meters … twenty thousand meters!
At the moment, Misha, who was in the underground parking lot, had a serious expression. "This guy's vitality is really strong. He's already twenty thousand meters in the sky and he's still not dead."
At this height, Chen Zhao could already see the outline of the earth. He could even see the distant and vast ocean.
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