NOVEL NEXT Chapter 861: Six-winged Sub-angel
The true title of this chapter: Chapter 861: Six-winged Sub-angel
Silence, brief silence.
After the silence, Cheka suddenly started clapping.
"Clap, clap, clap!"
Cheka looked at the Witch Demon Elder and spoke: "I have to say, I am somewhat impressed by you. Of course, this does not change the final outcome – you will be killed by me. Since you insist on blocking my way, I won't hold back. Let me use absolute power to kill you. In a sense, you should feel proud."
After speaking, Cheka reached into his bosom and took out a glass bottle.
Inside the bottle was a vial of golden liquid, resembling melted gold, like high-temperature magma flowing from the depths of the earth.
After taking it out, Cheka did not hesitate, unplugged the silver stopper, and drank the liquid in one gulp.
Instantly, a grand and sacred aura burst forth from his body.
Following that, pure white light was released from Cheka's body, erupting from all openings like his eyes, mouth, nostrils, and ears.
The surrounding sky was illuminated by Cheka, and his entire body suddenly seemed like a newly born miniature sun.
Then within the dazzling white light, Cheka's clothes on the back were gradually pushed up, and then "rip" tore apart, and wings with snow-white feathers grew out.
It wasn't over, at the moment the first pair of wings appeared, "rip," and then the second pair followed suit.
Then the third pair.
The three pairs of wings slowly flapped behind Cheka, each wing was so pure and sacred, emitting a holy aura that compelled worship.
Cheka maintained this form, solemnly looking at the Witch Demon Elder.
The Witch Demon Elder watched, his eyes involuntarily widening, feeling the suppressive aura emanating from Cheka. After a moment, he spoke: "This is... angel... angel?"
The current Cheka bore a striking resemblance to the legendary form of angels.
Upon hearing the Witch Demon Elder's words, Cheka laughed, shook his head, and said: "No, I am not an angel. However, after drinking the precious angel blood, in a sense, I am indeed with angels. You can call me... Sub-angel. Yes, Sub-angel, Six-winged Sub-angel."
"Now you know why I have always been certain of your inevitable death, old man?" Cheka said, his hands slowly unfolding in front of his chest, light surging, forming a holy Longsword made of gold light.
Holding the Longsword, Cheka spoke coldly: "I tell you, the reason I am sure of your inevitable death is that I have an ultimate card that restrains you absolutely, yet I have not used it.
I didn't use it earlier because it felt too wasteful to use it on you, but now you have left me no choice, so I will use it. Hmph, you brought this upon yourself! Don't you want to be a toad? Then I will fulfill you! I will make you die like a toad!"
After speaking, Cheka grasped the light Longsword tightly and rapidly approached the Witch Demon Elder, slashing down fiercely, and a golden energy beam was released.
The Witch Demon Elder watched, and his hands waved violently, a large area of darkness was stirred, forming a thick Dark Giant Shield in front of him to resist.
But when the golden energy beam struck the Dark Giant Shield, the shield was like a pile of snow doused in boiling water, evaporating out of thin air in the blink of an eye.
Then, the remaining golden energy beam, almost unaffected, approached the Witch Demon Elder's body and pierced through.
"Thud!"
A blood hole with a diameter of several centimeters appeared on the Witch Demon Elder's chest, his body shook violently, unable to maintain balance in the air, swaying as he fell downward.
He fell to a height of only twenty meters from the ground before forcefully stopping and raising his head, his face pale, looking at Cheka—clearly heavily injured.
But Cheka glanced at the Witch Demon Elder, apparently not intending to let him off easily, raised the light Longsword and aimed at the Witch Demon Elder, fiercely slashing out a second time.
"Slash!"
Another golden energy beam appeared, attacking the Witch Demon Elder's body.
This time, the Witch Demon Elder could only barely conjure a Shield the size of a pot lid in front of him before the beam arrived.
Without any surprise, the beam shattered the Shield instantly, then penetrated the Witch Demon Elder's body, disappearing into the vast night.
This time, the Witch Demon Elder suffered even more severe injuries, unable to maintain floating power, falling in chunks downward.
At about three meters from the ground, he lost all floating power, "bang," and fell harshly to the ground.
"Cough! Cough! Cough!"
After landing, the Witch Demon Elder struggled to sit up, bent over spitting blood continuously. His eyes no longer bright, becoming turbid, revealing an oily lamp dimming itself.
Cheka hovered dozens of meters above the Elder Witch Demon's head, looking down coldly like a judge in judgment, speaking icily: "Hmph, old man, now, do you know your mistake? From the beginning, you should not have defied my will. If you dare defy me, then there is absolutely no good outcome, only a painful death.
Your persistence, your struggle, all are futile acts wasting time, without any benefit, the only result, is making you appear more laughable…"
"Bang!"
A sudden sound interrupted Cheka's words.
It was a weak black Energy Arrow fired by the Witch Demon Elder, very weak in power and accuracy, naturally missing Cheka. However, it successfully silenced Cheka, causing him to look at the Witch Demon Elder in slight surprise.
The Witch Demon Elder Ah Fu, finished spitting out blood while sitting on the ground, moved slightly, trying to find a more comfortable position, then raised his head looking at Cheka.
Originally, he was the one who fell into a disadvantage, but at this moment it was not visible at all.
The Witch Demon Elder Ah Fu slowly spoke, addressing Cheka: "Who said I know the mistake? Young man, you have not killed me yet, and I have not given up stopping you. Our battle has not ended.
Besides, don't you think your words are a bit much, more than an old person like me. A piece of advice from me, doing this will have repercussions."
"Hmm?" Cheka was initially taken aback, then laughed amusedly, "Oh, you haven't given up stopping me? Do you think you still have the ability? Alright, alright, I shall give you this chance. Let's see how you block me when your body is shattered! Also, you say I talk too much, let's see how these repercussions come!"
After speaking, Cheka held the light Longsword with both hands in the air, raised it high.
A powerful energy gathered at the tip of the sword, seemingly shining like a star, clearly brewing an unprecedented powerful attack.
The Witch Demon Elder Ah Fu watched from the ground, already knowing there was no chance of survival, internally without fear—sometimes living too long, considering death a relief.
The only slight regret was that he intended to prove his strength this time, but ended up in such a miserable situation.
Is age really useless?
Though saying he accepted it, internally there was always some discontent.
"Hold your breath!"
The Witch Demon Elder whispered, then looked up at Cheka, helplessly and powerlessly awaiting the attack to end all this.
Then in his pupils, a scene was reflected.
In the sky, the tip of Cheka's raised sword had gathered a head-sized Energy Ball, drawing the surrounding air to slowly rotate.
Then, an almost imperceptible streak of dark light sped in from the horizon, rapidly approaching.