Aegis, Hull?

Looking at the two figures that were almost exactly the same as Andre's, Chen Yan's pupils shrank slightly.

Actually, two archangels again?

Similar appearance, fluctuation at the same frequency, almost the same breath. There is no doubt that these two figures are also the presence of archangels, not those junior angels who only have the middle of the weak demons. They stood side by side with Andre, their wings slowly flapping behind their backs, looking at Chen Yan indifferently.

Andre, on the other hand, smiled faintly at Chen Yan.

"Do you know why the demon is the master of the world?"

"It's simple, because we have a background that you don't have."

"When you think you can be our equal, we are just ignoring it. While you're proud of the power of the witchers, we're just sneering. Your technology, your development, is the source of our demonic civilization. Your evolution must also follow in the footsteps of our demons. Even for your survival, ask for charity from our demons. Why do you compete with us? ”

"............" Chen Yan was silent.

Andrei didn't care and continued to talk.

"You know what? From the first time I saw you, I knew you were an extraordinary witcher. The facts also prove my vision. I support you and nurture you, not only because of your value, but also because no matter how you grow, you can't get out of my control. ”

"The favor of the deep realm, the talent for fighting, are nothing. You're not weak, but you're just a witcher after all...... Or rather, you're just a human after all. ”

"Don't waste my time."

In the end, Andrei finally showed undisguised disdain. He tilted his head towards the two archangels next to him. "It's over, the devil's heritage, the lowly life will never understand."

"Okay." The archangel named Anjith nodded slightly. Then it suddenly disappeared in place, and when it reappeared, it was already above Martha's team. Its speed is so fast that it seems to teleport.

I saw him point his right hand straight at the sky, and then slammed it downward.

"The Lord gave me a scepter!"

"Divine punishment!"

Rumble! A bright bolt of lightning fell from the sky, slicing firmly into the dark barrier supported by Martha. The dark barrier that was enough to resist hundreds of angels shrank down visibly, and it was more than half suppressed. And the rest of the structure has become blurred and thin. The black color is weakened.

It was Martha's dark barrier, and inside it was her shadow world. A terrifying realm that even hundreds of angels couldn't break through, was actually almost pierced by this archangel? If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, I'm sure no one would have believed the result.

But that's the power of the Qualitative Demon. When life evolves to a certain level, quantity is no longer the key to victory or defeat.

The Qualitative Demon is only one level higher than the Weak Demon, but the essence is already two levels.

"Poof!"

In the dark barrier, Martha spurts out a mouthful of blood. The body is much shorter. She clenched her right hand tightly on the cross dart and fell to her knees on one knee. Blood flowed down her arm, gradually staining half of her body.

"Martha!"

"Martha-sama!"

"Miss!"

Several voices rang out at the same time, and Willy and Gilles rushed over. They all saw that Martha had been badly wounded. If it continues, I'm afraid I'll die on the spot.

Vulnerable to physical fitness. It's a witcher's curse!

Is...... Dead?

The voice in her ears was so far away that Martha wanted to raise her head, but she felt stiff. The beautiful face is hidden under the hair, so pale and cold.

Blood, dripping from her jaw, one, two......

Martha felt the strength in her body flow down the blood. It's as if it never belonged to you.

The most terrifying thing about the fragile constitution is that it can seriously affect evolution. Martha first confronted hundreds of angels. took another blow from the archangel Aegis, and he really couldn't stand it at the moment. After all, she is only an awakened-level demon hunter, which is converted to the level of a weak demon. Fighting against the demon of quality is tantamount to suicide.

But she still doesn't want to fall, can't fall, doesn't want to fall.

Life, with the blood flowing. She felt a little cold. The cold made her lonely. The cold scared her. So she looked up...... Look at the man who gave her death.

The archangel shrouded in golden light.

"Bright ......"

"Why...... No warmth? ”

She muttered in a low voice, but it was so faint that she couldn't hear it clearly. So she raised her left hand, trembled, slowly, and reached into her arms.

"Martha. What are you doing? Giles shouted, trying to stop her movements, but was stopped by Martha's gaze.

What kind of gaze is that?

There is no fear, no anger, no grief before death, only calm, calm, as pale as the canvas. Pale heartbreaking, pale painful. Only when Martha's gaze rested on Chen Yan could Gilles find a trace of fluctuation in it.

It seems to be trust, and it seems to be ...... It's sustenance.

"Don't ...... Prevent me from finding the harbor. ”

Almost groaning, Martha's hand finally pulled out of her bosom and pulled out a vial. Inside the bottle is a purple liquid, as brilliant as an amethyst.

"Miss Martha! Please put that thing down! Willy screamed and pounced, trying to snatch the vial from Martha's hand, but was held back by Gilles.

Gilles looked silently at the vial, and then at Martha's pale face. Bow your head......

"Do you want to fight to the death?"

"Why not?" Martha replied, then bit the vial open and brought it to her lips!

Moonflower, a high-purity extractant.

One drop of the dose is enough to kill the inhabitants of a town. As a supplement to magical energy and an inducer of magical medium, the effect of this potion is simply not to be used, but to commit suicide! Even with Martha's rank, if you drink such a high concentration of Moonflower Extract directly, you will definitely die!

But she didn't drink it all, a hand reached over and snatched the remaining half of the bottle.

"Actually, I'm a pacifist and don't like to fight and kill."

Looking at Martha's calm gaze, Gilles sighed. "I didn't think I'd die here. I knew I wasn't cheating that time......"

As he spoke, he also lifted the vial and drank the rest of the liquid.

Scold......

Silently, a lilac aura was vented from the two of them, like a demonic poisonous mist. Gilles' face contorted slightly, and he held out his hand to Martha.

"I'm sorry, Sister Martha, I still can't bear to let you die. If you have to fight to the end...... Count me alone. ”

Martha's answer was clear.

"Get out!" (To be continued.) )