boyutpedia Chapter 242 Randomly Choosing One
Chapter 242 Randomly Choosing One
On the battlefield, Ato's three-meter-tall figure was enveloped in red light, instantly exuding a murderous aura.
With a flash of red light in his eyes, Ato's hoarse voice rang out.
He said:
"You once slaughtered a thousand brothers, and now I will kill you first to accompany them in death, and then go to Earth to kill all the angels there, so that you can also experience the despair of your comrades being slaughtered."
Oh! No! You're dead, you won't see it.
"Never mind! You'll find out when they come down to see you."
As he finished speaking, the giant sword in his hand was enveloped in a red light, and a sharp edge suddenly appeared.
"boom!"
Under Angel Yan's watchful gaze, Ato suddenly disappeared.
At that moment, her pupils couldn't help but shrink, and then she felt a shadow appear behind her.
Angel Yan became highly alert and quickly turned around to slash.
"clang!"
A metallic clang rang out, and Angel Yan felt a jolt in her hand as a tremendous force surged through her longsword.
She was then slashed away again.
This time, Ator didn't stop and chased after them.
A red shadow flashed by, and a sword slashed at Angel Yan's chest.
"Stab!"
A tear was slashed in the armor, and the red lining inside also shattered, revealing a sliver of snow-white skin.
Despite this, her snow-white skin only had a shallow wound, demonstrating just how powerful Angel Yan's divine body was.
Ordinary weapons can no longer harm her.
"Hmph! Even this can't break through your defenses? Angels really are all monsters."
Ato exclaimed, never expecting that he himself was a monster.
With a shift in thought, Ato looked at the flaming sword in Angel Yan's hand, a cold glint shooting from his eyes.
He murmured to himself:
"Since this one won't work, yours should be fine. Being killed by your own weapon shouldn't be such a bad thing!"
After saying that, he charged forward again.
Its massive form crushed over them.
Ignoring the wound on her chest, Angel Yan was about to use the last bit of energy she had left.
If you don't use it now, you won't have the chance later.
As the flaming longsword flashed with red light, a sudden energy fluctuation appeared.
Angel Yan was about to unleash a fiery bombardment. Although she didn't know if such an attack would work on Ator, she had no choice but to take the gamble.
If it weren't for the impact of Keisha's fall, she could have easily unleashed the Heavenly Blade Judgment.
Unfortunately, Angel Yan doesn't have that ability now.
"Don't even think about it! I won't let you have your way."
Ato's figure appeared like a ghost in an instant before Angel Yan.
He grabbed her head and then snatched the flaming sword, which was still glowing red.
"Forehead!"
Suddenly grabbed by the head, Angel Yan let out a painful groan and could only grab Ato's large hand with both hands, trying to pry it off forcefully.
"Have you ever thought that you would have this situation now?"
Ator felt that insignificant power and scoffed.
But Angel Yan's struggling movements suddenly stopped, and her weak yet indomitable voice rang out at that moment.
"Hahaha! This has always been the fate of warriors. Death is nothing to me, it's just destiny. But your future won't be much better."
"Hmph! Then go to hell as you are destined to go!"
"puff"
Ato didn't want to listen to Angel Yan's nonsense anymore, so he grabbed the Flaming Sword and stabbed Angel Yan through her body.
"Forehead!"
Angel Yan froze, the intense pain causing her to groan softly.
Having done this, Ator's movements did not stop; he pulled the sword directly from Angel Yan's body.
In an instant, a line of blood shot through the air—it was Angel Yan's blood.
After doing all this, Atto slammed her to the ground with a heavy thud.
Lying on the ground, Angel Yan was too weak to struggle. Her right hand instinctively covered her abdomen, trying to stop the bleeding.
Seeing that Angel Yan was not quite dead yet, Atuo took a step forward, came in front of her, and stomped down on her without saying a word.
He kept stomping on the ground while saying:
"Angels are indeed incredibly resilient; they didn't die even after all that? What about this, then! Hmm?"
"Bang bang bang!"
Angel Yan's body trembled as she was trampled on. At this point, she had resigned herself to her fate; perhaps this was not so bad.
At this moment, Angel Yan was completely at the mercy of Atuo, and she had no power to resist.
At that moment, she couldn't help but recall a remark she had once made to Angel Leng, and she murmured to herself:
"As expected, angels don't die very gracefully!"
Her vision blurred, and she suddenly felt a sense of regret. Every angel has a vow, which is their lifelong pursuit.
It is a spiritual sustenance for life and for happiness.
At this moment, she wanted to fulfill this wish, even if it meant facing death.
As if experiencing a final burst of energy before death, she reopened her eyes, ignoring the demon Ator in her sight.
He directly dialed a clandestine communication number.
In the distant Styx Galaxy, the angel Zhixin, who had been hanging in the Death Song Academy, suddenly had a flash in her eyes, and the secondary biological engine in her body was inexplicably activated.
His body then returned to normal, and the shackles binding his wrists turned to ashes.
She broke free from Carl's control.
Upon seeing this, Angel Zhixin did not hesitate and flew directly into the sky, gradually moving away from the Styx Galaxy.
At the gates of Deathsong Academy, Karl did not stop Angel Zhixin from leaving, but simply watched her go.
As she traversed the starry sky, Angel Zhixin finally breathed a sigh of relief.
At the same time, Angel Yan's secret communication came through.
Angel Zhixin was slightly taken aback, then answered the call.
As the communication was established, Angel Yan's weak voice rang out.
"Zhixin! Are you... alright?"
Angel Zhixin clearly sensed that something was wrong with Angel Yan and asked with concern:
"Sister Yan! What's wrong?"
"It's just the end of the show! Um..."
Angel Yan said this with certainty, and then let out a painful groan.
That was the demon Ator relentlessly stomping on Angel Yan, causing her to scream in uncontrollable pain.
Angel Zhixin was stunned; she murmured to herself:
"take a bow?"
At the same time, she heard Angel Yan's painful groan, and at that moment she understood what her sister Yan was facing!
She couldn't help but gasp softly, her worry evident in her voice.
"Sister Yan!"
"Hmm! Don't worry, don't worry about me! It's only a matter of time, we just can't get over this, right? It's an obstacle that Keisha doesn't want to overcome either, isn't it?"
Oh, right! There's a warrior on Earth named Zhao Xin. If you unlock his genetic potential, he could live for ten thousand years. Although he's quite funny, he's undeniably brave and will likely become a reliable and admirable man in the future. Who knows, he might be a good choice for you.
Angel Yan spoke as calmly as Ato continued to trample her, knowing that her time was running out and this was all she could say.
Upon hearing Angel Yan's story, Angel Zhixin spoke up:
“I read Queen Keisha’s message, and she promised to give me to Zhao Xin.”
"Hehe! That's great! Would you like to recite the vows with me?"
Angel Yan's pale face broke into a rare smile, and she looked incredibly beautiful at that moment.
"Ok!"
In the clandestine communication, Angel Zhixin gave a heartfelt reply.
Unbeknownst to them, Ato stopped attacking.
Although she didn't know why, she didn't care anymore. Her only wish now was to make that vow that would only be made once in a lifetime.
A gentle breeze ruffled her long, flowing golden hair, and drops of blood stained her flawless white cheeks, giving her a poignant and tragic beauty.
Her vision began to blur, only her fragrant lips were slowly murmuring.
"I am willing to be his guardian angel, to love what he loves, to think what he thinks, to bear his pain, and to help him through his suffering. Whether in poverty or wealth, whether lowly or noble;
Whether in chaotic times or abandoned by the gods, I will draw my sword for him and fight, I will fold my wings for him, and I will never leave him, forever.
After saying that, she took a deep breath and shouted:
"Go! Zhixin, he's the only one in the entire universe who deserves you. He's destined to be yours. If he doesn't belong to you today, then ten thousand years from now, he'll only have you! Haha!"
Having said all that, as if she had used up all her strength, Angel Yan stared blankly at the blue sky above her head, saying nothing more.
But Angel Zhixin said somewhat flusteredly:
"Then... Sister Yan, what about you?"
Upon hearing Zhi Xin's words, Angel Yan murmured softly.
"me?"
At that moment, she seemed to see a tall figure falling rapidly towards the earth in the blue sky.
The familiar black wings made her slightly disoriented, and she said:
"Now, I can only pick one randomly!"
As he finished speaking, he slowly closed his eyes as the figure drew closer.
She is dead.