A few hundred meters away, Rust, who had turned into a flame meteor, seemed to force out all the remaining magic power, and attacked the black curtain without any scruples. The bright red thunderbolt was a tearing undercurrent of rage, and little by little, she approached, and it seemed that the person opposite was retreating at a very slow pace, and Ivan couldn't see anything else.

Even if his eyes are more accustomed to bright lights, he still feels dizzy at this time, and the battlefield between the third demon general and the holy demon master, even if he just stays nearby, he can't stand it anymore, not to mention that Asa is still standing in front of him.

Since the enemy is the contractor of the World Tree, the World Tree must be watching them as well, right? Ivan's mind was a mess and he couldn't think. He forced himself to look away from the beams of bright red light and torrents, and inadvertently skimmed over the side of Asa's face.

Asa closed his eyes as if he were asleep.

"Hey, you?" Ivan grabbed Asa's arm, and unexpectedly, Asa's arm was as cold as ice, wouldn't he?

"Take a break......" Asa replied softly, quietly opening his eyes and looking out into the darkness of the twilight in the distance. For a moment Ivan thought they were going to rush over, but after a few seconds, Asa just froze, motionless, as if observing something.

Rust is the third demon general who has won the approval of the demons purely with her own strength, however, her state at this time is a little strange, as if she has been seriously ill for a long time, and Asa can feel it from her magic. There is no doubt that the current Ruster is no match for Atel. But he can't go over to help Rust, and once he gets out of control again, he won't be able to protect anyone.

The desire to protect others is more than a qiē, and if it weren't, the black star's chaotic consciousness would turn him into a demon who destroys miè. He stood firmly in front of Ivan, wanting to wait for an opportunity. Just like Angel's chance when she attacked him.

He suddenly stretched out his arms and held Ivan firmly behind him, and in the distance, a thick inky black cloud of lava spewed out of the meteor crashed against the bright red meteor, and the light of the meteor quickly flickered out for a few seconds, and then disappeared suddenly.

The temperature around him dropped by several degrees, and he heard Ivan gasp sharply. But he can't turn back now.

......

The glow drifted away like a mist of blood, accompanied by gray feathers like winter snow.

The figure that appeared in front of Atel looked more like a dove in human form from the back. The wings of the dove are spread and the tail of the dove is dragged as if it were still wearing a cloak of gray feathers.

"Why are you doing this?" Artel gently pressed his left hand, which was burned by the water vapor, his eyes twitching in panic, "Angel, you to, you incorporated Momora into your body?"

"If I don't do this, I won't be able to fly!" Angel's voice was no longer as delicate as a little girl. Mixed with the hoarse chirping of birds, "I must protect Yatel!"

"But—"

Angel had never failed to listen to him before. Yes, both parts of Angel the "Black Angel" are hidden in this space, and their magic power is completely fused with the realm of Starless Night, but Yatel didn't intend to let Momora participate in the war, and it only existed so that Angel would not be cut off.

Although it is said that it is very cost-effective to exchange Angel for her brother's life, but what about the next? Artel is missing a very important weapon, like missing a part of his body. So he still wants to keep Angel as much as possible.

He suddenly felt very uneasy, and in order to help him again, Angel used the last method, if Angel and Momora were both destroyed-

"You can't do this!" he reached out to grab Angel.

"If you don't kill Asa, Artel won't win!" Angel was angry, and her light brown hair was as poignant as blood. "How could Artel win without the help of the World Tree...... I can't stand it anymore!"

She turned her head sharply, her round red eyes glittering, and Attel's hand stopped in midair. At this moment, the Kuroshio tide surged.

Angel rushed straight up against the surging black tide. Her hands were covered with gray feathers, and there was a beautiful glow in her eyes that was as holy as an angel and as fierce as an avenger. Ivan stood behind Asa and looked over Asa's shoulder, as if hallucinating, and he saw a face that looked similar.

He was stunned.

He opened his mouth wide but couldn't make a sound, and the memories of the past flashed through like a volley of lightning. The girl, and the weapon that impressed him, the Scythe of Blood......

For a moment, he felt as if he had been pressed against the center of his brow by the sharp scythe.

The first time I saw the Blood Scythe, it was when it was calm, and the city of Adrian in the Anglo region, Aisha was also there.

That's when they met Na'er, who had no family and regarded the Blood Scythe as her only friend. Aisha had said that the Blood Scythe was an illusion weapon, and that Nalle had only heard the Blood Scythe speak to her in her hallucinations, but those hallucinations were all she had.

Ivan seemed to see Na'er wielding this strangely and hideous scythe again, standing in the city square, her frostbitten little face engraved with anger and helplessness.

However, he and Aisha took the Scythe of Blood......

No, don't be affected by the illusion! Ivan's vision blurred, and in the next second, the scene in front of him changed to a hotel in the north of the kingdom of Ora, and the weak girl walked down the stairs step by step with a heavy cane.

- My name is Angel, just call me Angel.

Angel has been in disguise all along. The girl who was left alone in the hotel was surrounded by hatred like raging waves.

- Because, Miss Trander said she would come and play with me, but I was moving out......

Was she really happy at that time, did she really look forward to it, waiting for her brother's arrival like an ordinary child?

It's all your fault! It's all Ivan Yafir's fault!

But I don't know what I should do to save you, and I can only watch you fall in a pool of blood after being stabbed in the heart with a dagger.

- Do you have to ...... Always...... Always...... Always...... Painful......

......

It's so sad.

Angel died, and Ivan watched her utter the last curse-like words without closing her eyes until she died. Time seemed to be reversed, as if it had returned to the cruel picture of the beginning, Rey holding the dead Angel while Ivan had been watching them in that room.

"Angel ......"

Suddenly there was a lot of things I wanted to say to the girl. Her brother, the man who killed her father with his own hands, had been in pain. Although the relationship between Ivan and Rey is not very good, there are always people who say that he is very similar to Rey back then, but the similarity is only the painful eyes of the lost person.

At this time, Ivan's eyes resurfaced with that pain. The apparitions of Angel and the Blood Scythe vanished, and then death loomed in front of them. (To be continued......)