Chapter 47: Chapter 47: How Did Your Wings Recover?!
As soon as Aster Grant exited the Land of Inheritance, he sensed something was amiss!
The entire city was on lockdown, and all of the Beastkin Clan had entered a state of readiness for battle.
"You inferior race, hand over the angel hiding in the city! If you don’t, don’t blame me for slaughtering the city!"
Amplified by spiritual power, Michael Miller’s voice echoed throughout the Holy City.
Angel?!
Hearing this term, Aster Grant then realized that the visitor didn’t seem to be from the Demon Clan!
Moreover...
Currently, there was only one angel in the entire Holy City: Lazuli.
Which means...
This enemy was looking for him?!
Aster Grant recalled carefully, he seemed to have offended no one after entering the Sanctum, right?
So this person...
Though puzzled, he immediately summoned Lazuli.
Since the enemy outside was looking for him, he definitely couldn’t retreat.
After all, he had taken the benefits from the Elven Race, so naturally, he had to protect the affiliated races of the Elven Race.
Lazuli appeared from the Beastbond Space and first gave her master a sidelong glance.
Fickle lover!
He clearly could have summoned her from the Beastbond Space long ago, but he waited until now.
As expected, men are always species that love one after another!
However.
Though Lazuli felt a pang of resentment, her actions didn’t slow.
Wrapping her arms around Aster Grant’s waist, she carried him straight toward the battlefield.
At this moment.
Michael Miller looked down condescendingly at the Beastkin, his gaze growing colder and colder.
Among the Alternate Space, the beastkin were already considered a very weak race.
What’s more, standing before him were still one of the weakest tribes among the Beastkin Clan.
"Hand over that angel and the Elf Princess, and I might spare your lives!"
However, none of the beastkin showed the slightest fear.
Though the Beastkin Clan was weak, they were incredibly loyal.
According to the instructions left by the Elven Race, seeing the Prophet was as seeing a member of the Elven Race.
Moreover, that Prophet had recently saved them from the hands of the Demon Clan.
To make them betray...
Impossible!
"Courting death!"
Michael’s face darkened.
As a higher race, to pause and warn these natives was already his greatest mercy.
Yet these natives not only failed to express any gratitude but even dared to resist him!
"Leo!"
Veronica Vero turned her head and looked at the Nether Spirit Leopard.
She didn’t want anything to happen to these adorable beastkin.
"Understood!"
The Nether Spirit Leopard tensed up, its gaze fixed on Michael.
Wanting to face off against an Extraordinary Level member of the Angel Race with only an Awakening Stage...
No blood could be spared today!
However.
Before Michael could strike, the first to arrive was Aster Grant and Lazuli.
After Lazuli set Aster Grant down, her gaze immediately turned toward Michael in the sky.
It was the first time she had seen one of her kind.
However.
Why did this kind of being hold murderous intent toward her?!
And looking at this angel, Aster Grant’s brow slightly furrowed.
[Divine Angel (Michael)]
[Talent: Legendary Seven Stars]
[Level: Extraordinary Tier Three]
[Power: 1054]
[Constitution: 1063]
[Spiritual: 862]
[Speed: 1024]
[Skills: Seraphic Manifestation (increases all attributes by 1.5 times), Angel Holy Shield, Angel Holy Sword]
Like Lazuli, he was also one of the Divine Angel Race.
However.
Lazuli was a Seraph, while this one was a Seraph!
But judging from their skills, it seemed the Seraphim were superior.
After all, Lazuli’s Blazing Angel Form could increase all attributes by two times.
Yet despite this, the fundamental gap between them was apparent.
Although Lazuli’s attributes increased by 50 points after slaying that Demon Lord.
But up to now...
[Divine Angel (Lazuli)]
[Talent: Legendary Three Stars]
[Level: Awakened Tier Nine]
[Power: 473]
[Constitution: 478]
[Spiritual: 481]
[Speed: 490]
[Skills: Judgment, Divine Protection, Blazing Angel Form, Song of the End]
Even if Lazuli initiates her Blazing Angel Form in advance, with the boost from her Critical State...
It would only amount to around 1200 attribute points!
In that case...
It seemed there was only one solution!
Song of the End!
The skill he dared not use even once due to its side effects.
But if it came down to it...
At this moment.
Michael’s face was full of mockery as he looked at Lazuli.
"As someone with Seraphim lineage, you willingly become a human’s Beastbond, which is... truly losing face for the Angel Race!"
Yet, Michael’s words had no effect on Lazuli.
Having been personally pulled from the abyss by Aster Grant, how could she possibly disdain her master?
Moreover, she did not consider the bloodline of the Angel Race to be particularly noble!
However.
Lazuli’s indifferent attitude toward Michael made his face darken.
Previously, when the Angel Race’s clan leader, Lazuli’s father, was still around, this girl seemed...
To always have this haughty attitude!
And now...
She still dares to disdain him!
However, he was no longer the insignificant angel who only dared to envy Lazuli’s status from the shadows.
Now.
He was the Clan Scion of the Angel Race!
"Lazuli, judging from your demeanor... it seems like you don’t remember what happened with the Angel Race, huh! Do you need me to remind you?"
To be fair, Michael successfully grabbed Lazuli’s attention.
Besides Lazuli, Aster Grant also perked up his ears, as he was very keen to learn about the little one’s origins.
Seeing that Lazuli was interested, Michael leisurely continued.
"If you want to know your origins, then first tell me... how your wings were restored!"
Everything about the Angel Race comes from their wings!
Without wings, one loses the hope of growth, the possibility of combat, loses everything!
However...
Lazuli’s wings had been entirely cut off!
Why is it that now...
Her wings are still intact?!
The method that can make an angel’s wings regenerate.
Michael greedily licked the corner of his lips.
If he could obtain this method and further refine it, could it enhance his strength even more?!
Lazuli, suddenly questioned about her wings, instinctively turned to look at Aster Grant.
However.
This small action alone.
Made Michael immediately realize the perpetrator was likely this human!
Human?!
How could it be?
A race despised by all.
Weak in combat, relying only on others...
Could actually possess such a capability?!
It seems, aside from Lazuli, this human must also be taken away.
Michael’s gaze swept across the people on the ground.
Apart from two or three useless transcendent beastmen.
Only Lazuli was barely worth noting!
"Lazuli, for willingly coming forward to die, I’ve decided to spare these beastmen and those two humans!"
Upon hearing this, the Nether Spirit Leopard nearly went berserk!
Spare her?!
"Leo, calm down, stay calm!"
Veronica wrapped her arms around the Nether Spirit Leopard’s neck, holding her back, finally calming her fury.
"Leo, we won’t bother with this angel, you previously mentioned that as the heir to the Vero Family, I must understand decisiveness!"
"I believe, Leo, that now is not your time to act!"
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