Chapter 475: Chapter 279 – It Never Said That_Word 1
Until the last moment, the Goddess of Redemption didn’t want to activate her escape boots. It would be easy for her to flee, but difficult to carry her collection with her. For someone who valued her collection as much as her life, it was the equivalent of cutting her own heart with a small knife.
In the years to come, whenever she saw similar items, she couldn’t help clutching her chest, her heart bleeding: “Oh, I... I used to have this.”
But compared to her life, these things seemed less important. Run, she decided, she could always collect again later.
As soon as the escape boots were activated, the Goddess of Redemption’s figure blurred, sinking into the ground.
Ange was prepared and lunged forward; the Boundary-crossing Hand was triggered.
The Goddess of Redemption flung her Equal Cross at Ange, as if throwing a hammer.
Ange paused; the Equal Cross wasn’t activated, what use was throwing it?
He caught the Equal Cross with both hands, which swiftly transformed into a ball of light, sending Ange flying back a distance.
Huh? Ange scrambled to hold this ball of light. While in the hands of the Goddess of Redemption the Equal Cross was a physical object, but why did it turn into a ball of energy in his hands? What was the principle?
However, he could grab the light and deftly held the energy ball.
The Goddess of Redemption, sinking underground, gave him a surprised look, then completely disappeared. Perhaps surprised at how Ange could grasp the light.
Ange just managed to stabilize the light and incorporate it into the Ring of Balance, by the time he looked up, the Goddess of Redemption had vanished.
Inside the cabinet was a pair of holy light-emitting gauntlets.
Smashing the crystal cabinet, Little Angel picked up the gauntlet, tucked it away and dashed off to the next tile.
The second fastest was Little Zombie, who ran straight toward the sword that was puffing out Soul Flames and yelling, ‘Give me blood... Give me souls...’.
The Empty Armor stepped forward, a punch aimed at Little Zombie.
Little Zombie protected its head and rammed into the armor with its shoulder, a black aura emanated from its shoulder during the collision.
The Empty Armor collapsed on the spot at the impact.
So forceful? The constantly shouting sword suddenly decreased in volume, changing to: I... I... I...
Little Zombie picked it up, let his Soul Energy flow in it and mixed in his will.
“As you wish, my lord...” The sword melted into a shield, with a ferocious and terrifying face protruding from the front.
Carrying this shield, Little Zombie ran around like a heavily armored knight.
All the colored tiles in the temple were turned upside down, revealing the Goddess of Redemption’s collection. So abundant and valuable that Negris almost popped out his eyes.
“Kvada, we’re rich, Kvada, we’re rich.” That was the only sentence Negris was muttering as he flew back and forth.
To the Goddess of Redemption, these treasures were too rudimentary, only worth collecting, but not very practical.
However, for the Purple Skeleton Titan, the Night Watchmen, Rogge and his subordinates, they were just right. The high-tier artifacts were not quite usable for them, like those divine artifacts; they were piled up, unclaimed by anyone.