The faint sound of conversation came to his ears, and Charles frowned.

"Angel again?"

Eyes scanned the streets ahead of them that were about to enter the town, but they were empty. There seemed to be no enemies, but Charles knew he wasn't mistaken.

So without the slightest hesitation, a silver-rimmed card appeared in his hand and was thrown out of the window by him in an instant.

Along with it, there is also the figure of Charles suddenly disappearing from the driver's seat!

At dusk, the black Dodge drove into the town, and just as it passed by a café on the edge of the town, a huge force shook the black sedan that was moving, and then it went off in an instant!

It looked like it had been directly blasted by a car flattening machine, the steel was wrinkled, sparks were flying, and the driving force still made it can't help but rush forward, and the sharp metal delivery sound seemed to scream.

In the midst of the clamour, the black sedan rolled over and crashed into a street lamp, stopping with a thud.

From the time the charr left to the moment it was crushed, it was only about a second or two.

Standing behind a house on the edge of the town, Charles's face sank a little.

Although he didn't see the specific situation because of the perspective problem, it was impossible for him not to hear the voice.

If he had left a little later, what would have happened to him now?

A hint of fear flashed in his heart, but he didn't have time to think about it. Relying on teleportation and the card that sealed his soul, he arrived at the top of a three-story commercial shop not far from the accident site in a few flashes from his original hiding position.

Using a huge billboard to cover himself, he probed slightly, and quietly scanned the surroundings of the crime scene, and finally locked on to a young man sitting in a café with a leisurely face.

The other party was drinking coffee as if he was enjoying it at this time, and his eyes were looking at the scene of the "car accident" outside the window, looking similar to the other people around him, and seemed to be no different from ordinary humans.

It's just that this disguise can't hide from Charles's eyes.

This is an angel.

An angel who "assassinated" him.

A slightly more professional one, pretending to be normal, but never imagined that Charles had set his sights on his angel!

From afar, I didn't see any of his words, but the voice in my ears continued to sound.

"He escaped."

"Where did you flee?"

"I can't say for sure at the moment. I'll find him though. ”

……

Probably due to the fact that the Deathwing crafting materials contain angel wings and divine power, Charles is able to hear angelic conversations that are imperceptible to ordinary people, but this ability seems to have a distance limit, and for now he can only hear the voice when he is close to the angel.

But even this was already very useful, thanks to which he managed to dodge the surprise attack, and the anti-guest - angels are not afraid of light at all, otherwise Charles would not be so passive.

While the angel was talking to the commander, many people around him were alarmed by the sudden "car accident", and after stepping out of various buildings on both sides of the street, they spontaneously rushed to the sparkling car

Faced with the miserable car, some townspeople checked for casualties in the car, while others hurriedly called 911.

Not long after, the siren sounded and quickly approached.

Charles didn't bother with his car, and after moving from the bright side to the dark side, he had been carefully observing the angel and his surroundings.

This place is not as good as the last time in the mountains and forests, and there are many birds, which can be at his mercy.

There are also not a lot of trees that can obscure the vision, and the other party, from the moment just now, can see that his strength is higher than the black angel last time.

"The Negro Urrell is recorded as an elite angel, higher than him...... Seraph? ”

The thought flashed through his mind, and a few cards quietly appeared in the hands of Charles who was hiding in the shadows.

The card is silver-edged and painted, the material is like metal, and the pattern depicted on it is a cloud of black smoke that looks very weird.

Obviously, these are a couple of demon cards.

Charles was going to use it to interfere with the enemy's line of sight, but he didn't do anything about it right away.

At this moment, the other party seems to be drinking coffee leisurely, but in fact, he must be vigilantly watching his surroundings. Relying on the sensitive facial features after the angel possession, if he rashly shoots these cards, then it is difficult to say whether it is useful or not, and the possibility of exposing the direction is not small.

So he looked up at the dim sky above him.

A special force in the spirit body instantly appeared in the sky with Charles's gaze, and the invisible influence spread, and the dark clouds gathered as a result, and the cold wind rippled away.

The shadow that shrouded the earth dispelled the already small light of the setting sun, and the angel frowned and glanced overhead as the people on the streets of the town screamed.

So at this moment, all five cards were thrown out by Charles in no particular order!

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!

A few flashes of silver light avoided the angel's gaze and flew through the air. As the hard cards that shot down quickly hit the concrete pavement, five clouds of black smoke erupted violently!

As soon as they appeared, they condensed into a column of smoke and flew towards one of the beings in the café, who was now retracting his gaze to the sky because of the noise.

As a result, I directly saw the five demons rushing in my face.

The angel's face turned cold because of this, but his demeanor was quite calm. Raising his hand from his seat, a dazzling white light suddenly bloomed out of his hand, and he saw the few smoke that were intertwined and flying from each other trembling and exerting a hazy and terrible scream!

The demons seemed to be in pain, but that didn't stop them, and they continued to charge towards the café!

So much so that under the intense light of the angel, Kankan reached the window where he was, and he was already wiped out!

The last of the black smoke dissipated, and the fingers were opened and closed, and the divine white light converged as a result.

However, the angel would never have imagined that he was not the target of these demons.

Although Charles was able to control the spirits in the psychic cards to a certain extent after being promoted, in fact, without a spiritual medium, he could not directly order these demons to attack.

But his order wasn't really to attack or target the angel, but to stay at the angel's table for a minute!

This is a roundabout strategy, and the five demons who were discovered by the angels in advance will naturally not be able to complete this task, but their real role has been achieved - it is still a diversion of attention.

So at the moment when the angel eliminated these demons, a hand slapped on his shoulder.

Some kind of restraint existed, and the vast heavenly power suddenly burst out along the position he touched, and the waiter who came over screamed miserably, and the resentful spirit in his body that was already trembling due to the spread of light was immediately purified!

Just before that, Charles had arrived at this location in an instant!

In the flash of lightning, the sharp dagger in his hand slashed along the neck artery that was close at hand!

Then he raised his foot and kicked again, and under the sharp sound of the brown wooden chair scratching the ground, the Seraphic Angel didn't have time to react at all, so he was directly cut off and revealed, falling into the footsteps of his kind!

In the blink of an eye, the young man in front of the window was detached, and in the face of the strange young man who appeared in the café, the people around couldn't help but exclaim. There is also a middle-aged boss who picks up the shotgun behind the counter and clicks it on.

In this regard, Charles didn't have time to think about it, and he didn't care so much, his eyes suddenly turned blue, and with a sweep of his gaze, these people were covered in frost, and in just a second or two, they evolved into ice!

The surroundings were quiet, but Charles did not stop his actions, grabbing the angel's head, and turned his head to look out the window, the "car accident scene" surrounded by the townspeople.

As a result, the cold spread, and more than twenty ice sculptors immediately appeared on the edge of the town, and more and more as time passed.

It is legal to carry guns in the United States, and he is afraid that any of these people will give him a shot if he pulls out his brains, so at the moment, whether it is the police or ordinary residents, they cannot let it go.

But he didn't completely kill him, he just froze.

And that didn't delay him from doing something more important. As the ice froze, a grayish-black hazy wing of mist stretched out behind him.

So the head in his hand, and the fault of the headless corpse sitting on the chair in front of him, the brilliant white band of light was unconsciously attracted by the wings.

"What are you doing?" An exclamation emerged from his bosom.

Charles did not answer.

Standing in front of the café window, while constantly absorbing, the angel's huge spiritual power unconsciously spread, so that all the electronic devices and sparks in this café were shattered one after another!