Chapter 112

"She really has mental illness! Why is this? The kingdom of heaven has been destroyed, why does she still have holy spirit angels to possess? And it's a gray angel? Has she fallen? A fallen believer?" Nai Ge Li Si was roaring wildly.

Ang pulled out his sickle, which was the sickle he had used for over a thousand years. Because the dungeon space was too small, his Death Sickle couldn't be displayed when taken out, so he could only pull out the small sickle.

However, it was the same. The Death Sickle was condensed based on the small sickle. It was just another form of the Death Sickle.

Sacrifice the small sickle, sacrifice the soul armor. However, the pitch-black straw soul armor was directly covered by the scarecrow hat. All changes were completed under the scarecrow illusion.

Xia Mala couldn't see it, only feeling the suddenly enhanced soul aura, which made her frown in doubt.

"Holy spirit is gone, you, why, can possess?" Ang asked while sacrificing soul armor.

"I made it." Xia Mala responded casually, and then her left hand slashed over, holy light condensed into a light blade on her palm, heading straight for Ang's neck: "Holy light, give it to me."

Xia Mala's casual sentence shocked Nai Ge Li Si. She made it? She made it! She made a holy spirit!?

What does this represent? What does this mean? The holy spirit is made by God. She can make it, representing that she at least stole a part of divine power, and then imposed her own will on the divine power.

Oh my god, what is it that steals divine power? It's a false god. Does she want to become a false god?

Ang's sickle hooked, hooking the light blade to the side.

Xia Mala condensed another light blade with her right hand and slashed over. Ang hooked the light blade to the other side again. Just like this, repeatedly slashing, hooking, and blocking, the light blade and the sickle collided with a series of energy collision sounds.

Xia Mala obviously hadn't learned martial arts, but she must have chopped vegetables in the kitchen. The posture of slashing with double swords was almost like chopping meat sauce.

Of course, Ang was not weak either. The sickle practiced from cutting grass and harvesting grain could cut wherever he wanted, accurately blocking the light blade, and the energy collision sounds connected into a piece.

Don't look at their moves having no changes, but the effect was absolutely first-class, and the momentum was even more astonishing. The splashing residual energy made the dungeon rumble.

The sound of their fighting alarmed Fa Le and the guarding Paladins outside, who swarmed in to take a look, and everyone was stunned.

"Gray angel? Oh my god, the legendary gray angel, Xia Mala has fallen." Fa Le shouted painfully.

Xia Mala, who was fighting Ang to a draw, turned her head and looked at them coldly, her eyes projecting holy light, majestic and cold, saying:

"The fallen ones are you, people who have abandoned holy light, like lost lambs. Ahead, is the dark abyss. God says, kill the leading sheep, it will lead the flock into the abyss....".

Xia Mala chanted, abandoned Ang, and pounced toward the door.

The iron gate of the dungeon had been locked, but Xia Mala wrapped in holy light and hit it head-on. The arm-thick gate bar was directly bent by her.

Fa Le gasped, crawling and rolling to rush up the stairs, shouting loudly: "Alert, alert, Xia Mala has fallen, alert quickly."

The remaining Paladins themselves had the duty of guarding the dungeon. They could only bite the bullet and pull out their long swords. However, looking at the bent arm-thick fence, even the hardest scalp felt numb. Is this still a human?

No one expected Xia Mala to fall, and locking her in the dungeon was essentially locking a weak woman who had lost holy spirit possession. The arm-thick fence was absolutely high-end. Such a fence could even lock a giant bear.

Who could have imagined that a weak woman would suddenly be possessed by a holy spirit again? Originally, this was a good thing. If you can be possessed by a holy spirit, you are still a Saintess. You could have been released just by saying it.

Who could have imagined that the one possessing this time was the legendary gray angel, which was a sign of falling. Now, this fallen Saintess actually said that they were the ones who had fallen, were the ones who had abandoned holy light, and were lost lambs?

Lost is lost, but what is this impact force like a giant bear? Normal holy spirit possession doesn't have this kind of strength, right?

Xia Mala retreated two steps, rushed forward fiercely, and hit the iron fence again. It couldn't bear the burden and broke. Then she pulled open the broken iron bar and drilled out to the outside.

However, the fluctuation behind her made her have to look back, just in time to see a holy light shadow emerging from Ang's body.

Actually, Xia Mala shouldn't have abandoned Ang, and even more shouldn't have pulled away from Ang. Otherwise, she would have witnessed the power of a magic turret. But before that, a light shadow emerged from his body and protected him in front.

Soul Warrior Andongni's soul.

Under normal circumstances, soul warriors are all a black shadow, filled with death aura. But Andongni's soul was different.

The light shadow was holy, the clothing was solemn, with a high collar and crown. One could tell it was a bishop-level ceremonial dress just by looking at the outline, and more importantly, the light shadow held a bishop's scepter in its hand. Just looking at that shape was holy to the extreme.

The soul presents the image that the soul warrior is most familiar with, and Andongni had been most familiar with this image for over a thousand years, and he was used to keeping a straight face in front of outsiders, as majestic as it could be, as holy as it could be.

"Ah!? It's a bishop, it's a bishop!" The soul light shadow couldn't see the face clearly, only the outline and light and dark could be seen vaguely. And this was the Western Diocese, and not many people knew Andongni, so it was difficult to distinguish from a group of light shadows.

But everyone could recognize that this was a bishop-level clergyman from the clothing, attire, and scepter.

This was enough to greatly increase the confidence of the Paladins, who said loudly: "Holy soul, it's a bishop-level holy soul. Lord Bitter Monk is so powerful. Stop her, cooperate with Lord Ang to kill the fallen angel."

Xia Mala turned back and rushed over, wanting to get close to the holy soul. Didn't they say that the magic system is afraid of melee? Then she would get close and hack.

However, just as she rushed in front of the holy soul, the 'holy soul' actually swung the scepter and knocked it down on her head.

Xia Mala was stunned, tilted her head fiercely.

However, the 'holy soul' immediately swung the tail of the staff. Lever principle, the head of the staff swung in the other direction, and with a 'dang', it still knocked on Xia Mala's head.

Xia Mala was knocked flying and hit the wall.

A melee rookie was honestly taught a lesson by the Black Knight soul.

Xia Mala was a bit dazed. She didn't know martial arts. Before, after being possessed by a holy spirit, she could melee, but the martial arts were all brought by the holy spirit. However, this holy spirit now was made by herself and didn't have the ability to melee.

Dazed for a moment, she found that the holy soul didn't pursue, but returned to Ang's side.

This made Xia Mala breathe a sigh of relief. However, after turning her gaze to Ang, the expression on her face could no longer be calm, because a pile of fist-sized light groups had already wrapped around Ang's side.

"Use holy light, use holy light, gray angel, holy light does the greatest damage to them." Nai Ge Li Si pointed out in Ang's soul.

"Don't know." Ang responded. He only knew the purification technique and didn't know other offensive holy light magic.

"Don't be so rigid. Compress holy light into a ball and shoot it out like a fireball. Isn't it a holy light missile? You can compress fire elements into explosive fireballs, and you can also compress purification techniques into balls."

"Oh." So a pile of holy light missiles appeared beside Ang.

When the holy light missiles smashed toward Xia Mala like a sky full of stars, this fallen Saintess chose the most instinctive method: run!

Xia Mala flew quickly along the wall toward the iron gate. The holy light missiles almost grazed her back and smashed onto the wall behind, and the splashed gravel hit her protective holy light, making a 'pi pi pa pa' sound.

Xia Mala rushed out of the iron gate head-on, paused slightly, was hit by a holy light missile, and staggered forward.

The Paladin blocking the door took the opportunity to swing his sword and hack at her.

Unharmed, the Paladin's holy light couldn't cause damage to her, but instead, Xia Mala slapped him away.

Just like being hit by a giant bear, the Paladin's bones were broken, and he was slapped flying, hitting the wall behind and rebounding back, spitting blood, looking like he wouldn't live.

Xia Mala wanted to continue rushing forward, but suddenly discovered something, carried a few holy light missiles, came back, grabbed the Paladin, and rushed up the stairs.

"Chase!" Nai Ge Li Si shouted in Ang's heart.

Without him saying it, Ang had already chased up. The holy soul was in front, and he followed closely, chasing up. They saw that the room on the ground was a mess, and Xia Mala's figure was breaking through the door and disappearing outside the door. Her wings turned black.

The Paladin grabbed by Xia Mala had now become a corpse and was thrown aside, dim and lusterless.

Nai Ge Li Si was shocked: "Not good, the holy light power on him has been stripped. Xia Mala plundered his power. This is the real fallen angel. Chase her and kill her, otherwise, the more power she plunders, the stronger her strength will be."

Gray angel and fallen angel are not just the difference in wing color. Only by knowing how to plunder other people's power can they be called fallen angels. When it plunders other people's power, its own power is no longer pure, and the wings will turn black.

The current Xia Mala had become a real fallen Saintess, a Saintess possessed by a fallen angel.

Ang chased out quickly and found that Xia Mala had soared into the sky, flapping her wings and flying toward the outside of the town.

A pure white firework exploded in the sky. That was a warning signal. The power of the Church of Light that saw this firework had to arrive at the place where the firework rose in the shortest time.

Because Nicholas was assassinated, the power of the Church of Light nearby was now unusually dense. A team of Paladins saw the firework from afar.

The leading Paladin squinted his eyes for a long time and turned back to ask: "Uh, is that a warning firework?"

The companion also squinted his eyes for a while and said: "Yes, Captain, do you need support?"

"Of course I do, but do you know which idiot made the warning firework white? Who can see it clearly in broad daylight." The leading Paladin cursed, then raised his right hand.

The subordinates who were pulling and moving slowly behind immediately got on their horses collectively. The leading Paladin still wanted to give some speech, but was suddenly interrupted by a companion's scream: "Captain, look, what is that?"

The Paladin Captain looked up and saw a figure flying over from the direction where the firework rose. It was a graceful figure, with surging holy light on her body, but the wings behind her were black.

"Is that a holy spirit angel? Why are the wings black?"

"Not an angel, that's a Saintess. The wings are in an energy state. It's holy spirit possession. That direction is Ma La Town. Could it be Saintess Xia Mala?"

"It is her, it is her. I have seen Saintess Xia Mala. It is her."

The subordinates shouted. However, the leading Paladin felt something was wrong. Black wings? Fallen angel?

Xia Mala also discovered this team of Paladins and swooped down.

The leading Paladin immediately shouted: "Alert, alert, Holy Shield!"

The Paladins sacrificed their Holy Shields one after another, but it didn't have much significance. These Paladins were all around Level 3 or 4, and their strength was far from the level of Ma De's team of Holy Blade Army.

And what they were facing was a fallen Saintess possessed by an angel.

Xia Mala just swooped down, sacrificed holy light, and hit the leading Paladin head-on, directly knocking him off his horse and smashing him to the ground.

The Holy Shield shattered, the armor dented, and he spat blood.

"Holy light, give it to me." Xia Mala said coldly, stretching her hands toward the Paladin Captain.

The remaining Paladins watched in horror as Xia Mala grabbed a group of holy light from the Paladin Captain and stuffed it into her body. The next moment, her black wings became a bit richer.

"She killed the Captain, she snatched the Captain's power." The remaining Paladins screamed.

Xia Mala turned her head to look at them. Her eyes were all filled with white light, unable to see the pupils or whites of the eyes, only a glowing empty hole. She said expressionlessly: "People who betrayed the light, give your holy light to me."

Just at the moment she was about to take action against others, a light shadow rushed over, swung the scepter, and smashed at her.

Following the light shadow, Ang followed closely, and the holy light missiles in front of him shot out.

Xia Mala ran away without saying a word. As long as she ran fast enough, the holy light missiles wouldn't be able to catch up.

She had wings. When she was specifically running away, Ang couldn't catch up. He had no way to summon Lei Dian or Nai Ge Li Si now, so he could only watch her disappear into the sky.

The holy soul slowly scanned everyone and walked toward Ang step by step, merging into his body.

The Paladins finally reacted and knelt down collectively to pay respects: "Pay respects to you, my lord."

Everyone saw the holy soul in their eyes. It was clearly a 'holy soul' dressed as a bishop. Being able to drive a 'holy soul' at the bishop level, this lord's status must be incredibly high.

Ang nodded as a response and wanted to turn and leave. Chasing and killing Xia Mala was purely an accident. The original goal was to leave here as soon as possible. Now, anyway, he couldn't catch up, so he should slip away quickly.

Before walking two steps, the fallen Paladin Captain coughed, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Xia Mala swooped down, hit him until his bones were broken, and plundered his power. However, he miraculously didn't die on the spot, but he had coughed up blood and was not far from death.

"Captain!" Other Paladins swarmed over, crying sadly. Some people subconsciously looked at Ang. They were powerless against this kind of fatal injury.

"Treatment, treatment." Nai Ge Li Si said in Ang's heart: "You are now impersonating someone from the church. You can't just walk away when you see a companion injured. This is not reasonable."

"Oh." Ang responded and cast a series of purification techniques on the Paladin Captain.

The frequency of three shots per second fell on the Paladin Captain like a woodpecker. After dozens of shots, he suddenly turned over and sat up.

"Is it the afterglow of life? Captain, are you okay?" Just now he was dying, but now he suddenly sat up. Everyone thought he was having a flash of brilliance.

The Paladin Captain was also stunned, touching his body. Except for the pain from being pressed by the dented armor and the disappearance of the holy light power, it seemed he was all healed.

Standing up and jumping, he was indeed all healed. He was so excited that he knelt and bowed: "Thank you, my lord, for your help and saving my life."

"Thank you, my lord, for your help." The remaining Paladins had worshipful expressions in their eyes and knelt down to pay respects again.

They had never seen such a serious injury treated so cleanly and neatly. Even a high-level priest or pastor would have to prepare carefully for half a day, and it wouldn't necessarily be successful.

This lord in front of them, his strength is truly unfathomable.

Fa Le ran over quickly. Behind him followed the entire Ma La Town and all the people of the Church of Light nearby. Seeing Ang from afar, he began to pay respects: "Pay respects to you, my lord."

Running to Ang's side, Fa Le said respectfully and painfully: "Report, my lord, I have already sent the news of Xia Mala falling and becoming a gray angel back to the church. Because of Archbishop Nicholas, all the power belonging to the light has been mobilized. Xia Mala, unless she grows wings, will not be able to escape."

"She, has wings." Ang said.

"Cough, cough, cough, my lord's eyes are like torches. Even if she grows wings, she won't be able to escape." Fa Le said awkwardly, feeling a tightness in his chest.

"She, fallen, can plunder, holy light power." Ang said again.

Fa Le ran fast, so he didn't see the changes behind. Hearing this, he was shocked: "Fallen angel? Can plunder holy light?"

"Yes, yes, yes, fallen angel, the Captain's power was plundered." Without Ang opening his mouth, the surviving Paladins started talking all at once.

Fa Le's expression was solemn: "This is a new situation. Report back to the church quickly. However, don't worry, all the power belonging to the light has been mobilized, including the Judgment Army. The fallen angel won't be able to run."

If there was still sympathy and pain for Xia Mala before, after hearing that she could plunder holy light power, all sympathy in Fa Le's heart vanished.

Fa Le's words made Nai Ge Li Si have a headache. Even the Judgment Army has been dispatched?

The fallen angel won't be able to run, then Ang might not be able to run either. The Judgment Army is specifically for dealing with internal traitors. Ang's holy light can't be hidden from Xia Mala, and it might not be hidden from the Judgment Army either. What to do?

Rolling his eyes, Nai Ge Li Si thought of a good idea and said to Ang: "Ang, why don't we do this."