One punch kill!
Witnessing this scene, the people of the Angelic Kingdom were terrified to their souls. They retreated madly, endless fear spreading in their hearts.
How could a dignified eight-winged angel of the Angelic Kingdom be utterly defenseless? What kind of joke was this?
It was completely unacceptable.
At this moment, Darrt’s expression was as dark as it could be. He clenched his fists, his eyes filled with both rage and apprehension.
In contrast, Lolya, standing opposite him, appeared completely unfazed. It was as if all this was the most normal thing in the world.
"My Lord! Mission accomplished!"
Weiss returned to Lolya's side, his emitted silver radiance gradually fading. His aura was noticeably weaker than before.
It seemed the previous attack was not as effortless as it appeared.
"Hmm!"
Lolya nodded, then sneered at Darrt and said:
"Angelic Kingdom, is that all?"
The absolute disdain and crushing power sent Darrt’s rage boiling even further, his entire body trembling.
"Queen of Britain, I admit I underestimated you. However, that's all there is to it." Darrt's eyes flashed with ruthlessness as he pointed at Weiss and said, "I don't believe he can use such a move again."
"Oh? Then you can try!"
Weiss grinned, taking a step forward without any sign of retreat.
"Fine! Then I will try!"
Darrt glanced at the remaining eight-winged angel beside him and commanded, "Give it your all!"
"Yes!"
The eight-winged angel’s gaze sharpened, staring intently at Weiss, his internal energy surging.
He had clearly seen the previous battle. The opponent's strength was undeniable. But the key to his swift victory was the element of surprise.
It was too sudden, leaving the previous eight-winged angel unprepared.
He, Baal, would not give the opponent such an opportunity.
"Come out and die!"
Baal exuded a powerful sacred aura, like a scorching sun, instantly evaporating the moisture in the air.
"Good! I'd like to see…"
Just as Weiss was about to respond, Lolya suddenly raised her hand and stopped him: "Go and do what I instructed you to do, stand down!"
"Yes!"
Weiss glanced at Baal opposite him, set aside his fighting spirit, and retreated.
He had more important matters to attend to.
"Hmm?"
Seeing this, Darrt's expression darkened.
He had intended to use this opportunity to eliminate one of the opponent's formidable generals, but Lolya had thwarted his plan directly.
"Queen of Britain, are you planning to enter the fray yourself so soon?" Darrt asked in a low voice.
"I just don't want to waste any more time!"
Lolya walked through the air, like a moon spirit, moving with ethereal grace, without even a hint of energy fluctuation.
Yet, the calmer she appeared, the more terrifying the pressure on Baal became. Unbeknownst to him, cold sweat was already beading on his forehead.
Was this the might of the Queen?
"Baal, attack."
Darrt issued the command directly.
He wanted to see just how capable this Queen of Britain was.
Darrt's face contorted, and he roared:
"Angel's Blessing, bestow upon me!"
As his voice echoed, the dense clouds above parted, and a golden light descended, bathing Baal.
Instantly, his aura became even more blazing and sacred. The angelic wings behind him transformed further, radiating holy light and exuding majesty.
"Angel's Sword, CONGEAL!"
Innumerable rays of sacred light converged between his palms, a nascent sword form surging wildly, held aloft in the sky, spanning ten miles.
A terrifying aura of destruction emanated from the Angel's Sword, causing the entire sky to tremble.
It was an all-out attack from the very first move.
"Kill!"
BOOM!
The colossal angelic wings shuddered violently. The air behind Baal was shattered by the sonic boom, and he seemed to merge into the sacred Angel's Sword, becoming one with the blade, hurtling towards Lolya.
Before the sacred sword, Lolya appeared like a tiny, fragile firefly emitting a faint glow.
"I don't believe you can emerge unscathed against the Angel's Sword!"
Darrt sneered, his hands clasped behind his back, his palms compressing energy wildly. He would deliver a fatal blow if an opportunity arose.
However, when he saw that the Angel's Sword condensed by Baal was mere inches from Lolya's forehead, and she still hadn't made a move, he was bewildered.
"Is she giving up resistance?"
Darrt couldn't believe it.
This was simply impossible.
In stark contrast to the shock of the Angelic Kingdom, Weiss and all the people of the Destiny Temple behind him appeared remarkably calm.
They knew more than anyone how terrifying their Lord, the God-King of Wisdom, was.
If they were to describe the God-King of Wisdom in a single sentence, everyone would likely agree on the same answer:
No one could harm her in the slightest!
What happened next completely validated this statement.
Facing the Angel's Sword, which was now mere inches away, Lolya could clearly feel the terrifying killing intent within it. Yet, her beautiful eyes remained as placid as ever.
She gently extended her hand, and for the first time, an energy fluctuation emanated from her. Around her slender, jade-like finger, a wisp of pure, untainted golden energy was entwined.
"Disperse!"
Her red lips softly uttered the word, its resonance absolute.
The tip of her index finger directly met the edge of the Angel's Sword. This intense visual impact caused all observers to hold their breath.
To the vast majority, Lolya was about to be utterly annihilated by the sacred giant sword, leaving no trace behind.
However, that scene did not materialize.
The situation fell into an eerie silence.
The Angel's Sword condensed by Baal was as if stuck in quicksand, unable to advance an inch. What’s more, he was horrified to discover that his Angel's Sword was actually beginning to disintegrate from the tip.
The terrifying energy contained within seemed to be purified, vanishing directly into the air.
From the sword tip to the blade, and finally to the hilt, without exception, it slowly dissipated.
The entire process, until the Angel's Sword completely vanished, took less than ten seconds. His all-out attack had ended so ignominiously.
"No! This… how is this possible?"
Baal felt as if he were going mad, his pupils wide like pearls, his mind a complete blank.
He could not accept it.
Even facing a ten-winged angel (a congenital realm powerhouse), they couldn't block his attack so easily. But now, what was he seeing?
Completely unharmed!
She hadn't even been touched by the edge of her clothes. This was utterly preposterous.
Not only was he stunned, but Darrt's face was also ashen, his body trembling uncontrollably.
Meanwhile, in a special spatial realm, Ye Ming watched Lolya block the attack and chuckled with emotion:
"This girl's abilities are somewhat unsolvable!"