Chapter 510: 178: Domain-Heavy Prison

Chapter 510: Chapter 178: Domain-Heavy Prison

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The cloak-draped figure, seeing the situation, pulled out another dark gold card: “Forbidden Spell- Monocular Prison Stele!”

With a clap of his hands, a terrifying stele with an oversized eye materialized before him.

After setting up this last resort, the cloaked figure turned tail without a moment’s hesitation and sprinted away!

Yet in that very next instant, a thunderous crack echoed out as the Domain was broken.

The Angel’s Remains burst forth, shattering the Monocular Prison Stele with a single punch.

However, the split second it took for this to happen was enough for that legendary figure to make his getaway.

From a distance...

A tick formed in the corner of Leonard Churchill’s eye as he watched the spectacle unfold.

Previously, he had been hoping that the cloaked figures’ sealing spell wouldn’t succeed.

Well, now their sealing spell had indeed failed.

But they had all escaped.

Leaving Churchill all alone.

He reckoned, relying on his personal stealth abilities that operated on the level of physical laws, it was highly likely he couldn’t escape the angel’s perception.

But despite this, there wasn’t too much change in his countenance.

After all, Elder Clinton was still here.

In the worst-case scenario, he still held in his hand the Holy Nail that could seal the angel’s divine soul.

However, just as Churchill was guessing what the Angel might do next,

a surprising twist occurred.

A burly man covered in ghostly shadows charged in while shouting: “Leonard, look for an opportunity to escape!”

Churchill took a careful look and noticed, it was Reuel Bible who had returned.

Probeably he noticed the previous waves of people escaping and guessed the troubling situation in the Underground Palace.

Even though he had no certainty of escaping with his life from the Angel’s Remains, when he realized Churchill was still inside, he charged in without a second thought.

Churchill watched with a complex expression.

Although, he felt Reuel’s intervention would be of no use and could even distract him from deploying his Angel Illusion,

his friend’s loyalty was unquestionable.

Seeing him charging into danger, Churchill quickly revealed himself from the shadows, shouting, “Watch out, don’t go head-on!”

Naturally, Reuel wasn’t so foolish.

He hadn’t decided on a full-frontal attack, instead hoping to create a diversion and find a sliver of hope for both of them.

Seeing that Churchill was still alive, Reuel breathed a sigh of relief and stopped trying to attack.

Still, it all seemed hopeless.

Reuel s strength and tactics could probably buy them a few moments, but there was absolutely no chance of turning the situation around.

But then, something strange happened.

Unexpectedly, a lull in the battle gave them a much-needed respite.

Confidentially freed from the Domain’s constraints, the angel stood frozen on the spot.

What was going on here?

Had it malfunctioned?

Reuel, observing the strange circumstances, appeared puzzled.

“You...”

Leonard Churchill did not know where the odd feeling came from, he wanted to say something.

But before the words fell, the figure of the angel “swished” away, disappearing on the spot.

Looking at the trajectory of the flames, it seemed to have burst out of the Underground Palace.

Leonard Churchill became more puzzled.

It felt like it said hello and then left?

Before he could think more, Reuel Bible ran over: “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine.”

Leonard Churchill shook his head.

Reuel Bible also frowned and asked, “What happened?”

Containment of such dangerous beings is the primary responsibility of their X Bureau.

Regardless of the circumstances, this Angel seems extremely dangerous right now.

It would be best if they could contain it, otherwise it will definitely pose an unpredictable threat.

Leonard Churchill frowned, “I don’t know either.”

Reuel Bible glanced around, there didn’t seem to be any danger, he didn’t intend to talk more, said, “The situation outside is terrible, I have to deal with the affairs of the Silver Moon Sect.”

Then he added, “I will tell you about the previous issue the next time we meet.”

Leonard Churchill nodded, “Hmm.”

He knew that Reuel Bible was referring to the past betrayal.

It doesn’t really matter to him.

Moreover, this guy has already come back to save them twice.

Reuel Bible didn’t linger, he quickly dashed out of the Underground Palace: “Take care of yourself.”

Watching the back of Reuel Bible as he left, the whole matter with the angel was still bemusing Leonard Churchill.

But no matter how he pondered over it, he couldn’t understand it.

After all, he didn’t dare to release the Angel’s soul to ask.

Looking at the empty Underground Palace again, Leonard Churchill felt the transition was overly dramatic.

Just now everyone was here, but now they all ran away.

Suddenly, it felt quite deserted.

He was not in a hurry to go and see the outside excitement, Leonard Churchill glanced at Elder Clinton and his four people at the stele and pursed his lips.

He didn’t want to join the crowd.

Since Elder Clinton didn’t call him over, he decided it was best not to be curious about what was engraved on the stele for now.

In an instant, Leonard Churchill turned his gaze to the tall Spider-bodied Human-faced Statue, his expression becoming playful.

The overflow of divine power was like a bone-chilling wind from a distance, the Clown mask was already starving and impatient.

No one is disturbing now, cannot he seize the time to devour some?

Who knew when there would be someone else?

Without any delay, Leonard Churchill headed directly towards the statue.

As he walked, the increasingly concentrated Moonlight Divine Power seemed like silver ribbons, gathering towards his face.

Countless moonlights gathered on his thin-as-cicada-wing’s Clown mask, gradually bursting out a dazzling divine light.

As soon as this phenomenon appeared, even the two who were still observing the stele could not help but glance sideways, their expressions varied.

Elder Clinton’s grey eyebrows raised, as if he had expected it, and his expression was gratified.

The Cloak didn’t know what to think again, and muttered to himself: “The legendary JOKER...”