Although Mia had switched to a new spell to control the hammerhead shark plushie, the creature did not turn into a flying dagger to reap the heads of the people. Instead, it expanded in size until it was bigger than Arfin, which was only a few streets wide. Then, the plushie swam in the air and swallowed the angels one by one. It looked like a real hammerhead shark eating fish in the sea.
"Daddy … I mean, if Mr. Hope wants to return, he needs to collect enough energy. Just leave it to Sharkie," Mia explained. "How's Lulu doing?" Mia asked as she turned to look at Noirciel's final fortress. "How's Lulu?"
"Lulu?" Tisdale was puzzled. "You mean Noirciel? You know what happened here? "
"Yeah." Mia nodded. "Mr. Hope told me. He said that Lulu came all the way here to see me, but she was punished." A sad look appeared on Mia's face. "Is she okay? And Attie? "
"She's fine for now, but she hasn't woken up yet," Tisdale said. "As for Attie, she just fainted after a big fight."
"Phew … That's good. That's good …" Mia patted her flat chest in relief. Then, she looked at the devastation around her with a compassionate gaze. "When Mr. Hope returns, everything will be over, right?"
"But Mia … Why do I feel like you're a little … weird?" Tisdale said as she leaned closer to Mia and pinched her soft cheeks. "Why do I feel like you're getting smaller?"
When Mia heard this, her first reaction was to look down at her own chest. What a surprise! After realizing that there were no changes, he smiled bitterly and said, "In order to send me back, Mr. Hope thought of many ways. In the end, he found a way to sacrifice my future time, forever freezing me at 12 years old. Only then could he successfully return …"
"Sacrifice?! Freeze?! "Tisdale's eyes widened. Obviously, she did not understand what Mia was talking about.
"It's complicated, and I don't really understand it. I'll have to wait for Mr. Hope to come back to explain it to me. Anyway, I'll probably be frozen at 12 years old for a very, very long time, right?" Mia said regretfully and looked down at her chest. "I'll never be able to grow bigger …"
Although Tisdale did not understand, she thought that she had encountered something cruel. She immediately pulled her into her arms and comforted her carefully. In her opinion, it might be too much to be 12 years old forever.
Of course, there would definitely be some people who felt that it was better this way.
As the two girls conversed, the Archangel in the distance also sensed that something was amiss. How did this group of mortals suddenly regain their strength? But even if they recovered their strength, what was with the overwhelming combat power they displayed against the angels? They were clearly still using low-level Mana and Combat Aura, so how could they easily penetrate the angel's Divine Power defense? Furthermore, it seemed to be endless. Why didn't he feel tired?
"No! No! This isn't the power a mortal should have! " Archangel Baal seemed to have sensed something. "Even if it looks similar to the human's Mana and Combat Aura, it's just a disguise!"
His eyes, which were covered by a white cloth, could clearly see everything that was happening on the battlefield. The enemies that looked like mortals were, in his eyes, balls of black flames. The combat aura and Mana that they were using were also made of the same black flames. This was not Mana or Combat Aura, but a higher power that was on the same level as Divine Power! It came from the Land of Eternal Darkness that even the Archangels feared. It was a forbidden power that represented endless darkness and coldness!
In the eyes of the Archangels, the structure of the Voidwalkers was exactly the same as the angels under their command. Their bodies were made of pure energy, and they possessed the same level of power. From a certain point of view, the Voidwalkers could also be considered as angels from the Void. So who was the one who provided them with the power to create their bodies? Was it the God from the Land of Eternal Darkness?
"No! That's impossible! If they have become beings similar to us, does that mean that a new God has been born in the Land of Eternal Darkness?! But that's impossible! Those without the Authority cannot become Gods, and now that all the Authorities are under the control of the Divine Realm, there can't be a new God! " Paimon's face was as shocked as a normal person. Then, he suddenly thought of a horrifying possibility. "Unless … Unless …"
"He has already stolen the authority from a god!" Baal finished the words that he dared not say, and the two Archangels suddenly realized the seriousness of the situation.
"We can't hesitate anymore! Even if we have to pay a huge sacrifice, we must win this war! Otherwise, my Lord … My Lord … "Paimon said in a panic. He had already thought of the worst-case scenario.
Gods only existed because of their authority. When a God's authority was gone, only death awaited him, and the angels under him naturally could not be spared …
"Warriors! Burn your lives! For the glory of my Lord! " Paimon no longer had the leisurely attitude of watching from the sidelines. He finally couldn't hold himself back any longer. He personally put on his armor and flew towards the battlefield.
"This is a victory we must win! Don't hesitate! It's time to show our loyalty to our Lord! " Baal shouted as he donned his Forged Light Armor. Then, he threw his longsword in the direction of Arfin City.
This time, he was the one to unleash the Light of Judgment, hoping to wipe out all the Voidwalkers in one fell swoop.
However, just as his sword was about to reach the sky above Arfin City to guide the Light of Judgment, a huge hammerhead shark plushie with a snowy white belly suddenly turned around and swallowed his sword in one gulp. It looked as if it had swallowed a shrimp.
Suddenly, Parr felt very awkward, and cold sweat dripped down from his forehead …
Fortunately, Paimon's sword was gone, so he did not have to bear the burden of such an awkward situation. He rushed to the battlefield as fast as he could and gave a cruel order to his men. "Burn! Burn! "
The angels that were not attacked by Paimon's plushie immediately turned into torches. Their bodies burst into flames and gathered around Paimon. Like a balloon, Paimon's body expanded rapidly until he became a giant made of light.
The hammerhead shark plushie that was devouring the other angels suddenly turned around and pounced on the gigantic Paimon, as if it had suddenly discovered this juicy piece of meat.
However, Paimon didn't dodge. Instead, he casually punched the doll's snow-white belly and sent it flying.
"Weak and powerless! I bear the weight of my comrades' sacrifice and the future of my Lord! My burden is heavier than the world! You, on the other hand, are nothing but a toy! "Paimon said disdainfully. Then, he raised his palm, which was bigger than Arfin City, and swung it down.
However, the palm, which was supposed to shatter Arfin City, was stopped by a tiny figure.
"Haaargh!" Under the huge palm, the Caveman's body radiated with a golden light. His muscles, which had just recovered, swelled to the maximum as if they were about to explode. He actually forcefully took on the Archangel's all-out attack with his own strength?!
"No! This is impossible! " Paimon stared at the Caveman in disbelief. He could not believe his own eyes.
"My ancestors will grant me endless courage and strength!" The Caveman's roar echoed in the air. Countless golden shadows appeared behind him and reached out their arms to defend him against the Caveman's attack.
At the same time, the reinforcements from the other Voidwalkers arrived. The Swordsman shouted as he jumped onto the Archangel's arm. He plunged his sword into the Archangel's body and poured all of his Combat Aura into it.
Compared to the Caveman's arm, the Swordsman's sword was as weak as a strand of straw. Even though he had channeled all his strength into it, he was no match for the Caveman's divine power.
"I'm here to help you!" The warrior's voice came from behind him. The swordsman quickly dodged and staggered a distance, allowing the warrior to step on the hilt of the sword with a light posture. The warrior's Combat Aura burning on her body was also pushed to the extreme. The pale blue color began to fade gradually, becoming as transparent as the air!
"We're here to help!" The Archmage's voice boomed, and the scepter in his hand reverted to its book form. Instead of casting another spell, the Archmage focused his energy into a ray of light and shot it into the blade of the Warrior Walker's sword.
"I'll help you clean up the trash!" The Scholar Walker's crisp voice rang out. She had also successfully restored her original appearance. She looked to be about the same age as Tisdale. She was still wearing a pair of glasses, and she exuded an air of intellectual charm. She was currently using a spell that she was not familiar with to attack the angels around her that were still alive.
After a round of attacks from the Voidwalkers, Paimon finally felt a strange sensation in his arm. Is this the legendary pain? Is this the kind of pain that I only feel when I'm being punished?
This caused him to be in a slight daze, but in that instant when he relaxed, a silver-white dragon slammed into his face, causing a slight disturbance in the circulation of his power.
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