Chapter 788 - 534: Weaknesses of the Three Dragon Battle Angels and the Angel of Death

Chapter 788: Chapter 534: Weaknesses of the Three Dragon Battle Angels and the Angel of Death

Below, Gabriel’s body shuddered violently.

The light in his pure gold eyes dimmed at a visible rate.

The shackles binding his soul had been broken.

But as a price, Gabriel’s own consciousness was plunged into a temporary void due to the intense Soul Shock.

He instantly lost all consciousness.

Like a puppet with its strings cut, his body went limp and fell stiffly from mid-air.

’He would show no mercy to such a stubborn enemy.’

’Besides, who knew what other tricks the Light Deity might have left behind.’

’The best way to handle this was complete annihilation!’

A draconic roar exploded!

No longer able to hold back, the three Giant Dragons launched their strongest attacks!

Lightning roared at the sky.

The thunderclouds that had just dispersed with the disappearance of the Domain gathered once more, with even greater fury!

This time, all the Thunderbolt Power converged into a single point!

A world-ending Thunder Punishment... so thick it seemed to pierce the heavens and the earth!

The violet-black Thunder Pillar, carrying an aura of total destruction, tore through the sky and crashed down!

Moonlight opened its draconic mouth.

Its Domain, "Magic Frenzy," was once again pushed to its absolute limit.

This time, it wasn’t hundreds or thousands of scattered spells.

Instead, it forcefully compressed, fused, and condensed the Magic Elements of every attribute into a single... dazzlingly colorful... beam of annihilation!

Wherever the beam passed, space itself let out a wail, as if unable to bear the strain!

Coal Ball did not spew Dragon Breath.

It simply raised its foreclaw.

It swiped that claw, covered in jet-black scales, through the air toward the falling Gabriel!

ZZZTT! ZZZTT! ZZZTT!

Three fine, ink-black lines appeared out of thin air.

Those were... spatial rifts!

Three spatial rifts, sharper than any blade, silently sliced toward Gabriel’s body!

Thunderbolt!

Magic!

Space!

Three forms of Power struck the tiny, free-falling figure at the same time.

The violet-black lightning, the multicolored magical radiance, and the ink-black spatial rifts intertwined, forming a chaotic and deadly storm of energy.

A terrifying shockwave of energy transformed into a visible wave of white air, sweeping out in all directions.

On the ground, the prisoners of war who had just recovered from the Dragon Mighty were once again forced to the ground by this world-ending might, not even daring to lift their heads.

Their faces showed nothing but endless fear and despair.

’Is this... the Power of a Giant Dragon?’

’Is this... the Power of the Black Stone Lord?’

The "Angel" sent by the deity to save them was still destroyed before this Power.

The energy storm lasted for nearly a full minute before slowly dissipating.

The sky cleared once again.

But the ground below was already unrecognizable.

A massive crater, over a hundred meters in diameter, had appeared in the original center of the prisoner-of-war camp.

Wisps of green smoke still rose from the crater’s edge.

Those were the traces of earth that had been instantly melted by the high temperatures of the Thunderbolt and Magic, then cooled.

And in the very depths of the giant crater.

A mangled, scorched black corpse lay quietly.

It was Gabriel.

Or rather, what was left of him.

Under the full-force, no-holds-barred combined attack of the three Domain Level Dragons, this Angel of Death, who had just been promoted to a Half-Step Celestial Calamity, didn’t even leave a complete corpse behind.

His three pairs of light wings, his pride and joy, had long since turned to ash.

The Armor forged from Divine Power on his body had been annihilated along with more than half of his torso.

Less than half of his mutilated limbs remained, proving he had ever existed.

That sacred and vast aura had vanished completely.

As if it had never been there at all.

"AOO..."

"Awoo..."

A flash of light crossed the sky.

The three Giant Dragons vanished.

In their place, three cats of different appearances landed beside Raylo.

Moonlight retained its aloof demeanor, perching elegantly on Raylo’s shoulder and flicking its fluffy tail.

Lightning and Coal Ball huddled together, pawing at Raylo’s collar, their eyes filled with a look that pleaded for praise. They didn’t forget to nuzzle their heads against his chin.

"Good job."

Raylo reached out, rubbing Coal Ball’s head and then stroking Lightning’s back.

A Half-Step Celestial Calamity, just like that, had been overwhelmed and killed by the three little ones.

’Although the opponent was just a half-finished product, newly transformed and with unstable Power.’

’This battle record was still something to be proud of.’

Just then.

BOOM... BOOM...

A series of heavy, rhythmic footsteps approached from a distance.

Raylo turned his head to look.

He saw a line of huge figures appear on the distant horizon.

It was Gordo.

He was leading the Hill Giant Legion, and they had finally arrived.

Over a hundred Hill Giants, each over thirty meters tall, ran across the land in synchronized strides. The visual impact was unparalleled.

"My Lord!"

Gordo’s bell-like voice carried from afar, tinged with anxiety.

"We’re too late!"

They had hurried all the way, but in the end, they had still missed the most crucial battle.

"You’re not late. The battle just ended too quickly," Raylo said with a smile.

Raylo looked to the other side, where Ed was leading several hundred Pegasus Knights as they descended from the sky.

"My Lord!"

Ed leaped off the Thunderboltous Griffin King.

He and the Knights under his command had a clear view of the god-like battle that had just taken place in the sky.

Three Dragon Battle Angels!

This was an epic scene, worthy of being sung by Minstrels for a thousand years!

And they were the witnesses to this epic.