Chapter 531: The Gun

Chapter 531: Chapter 531: The Gun

As Yang Chen muttered to himself, making a judgment, the clash between the three "Sargerases" and the two angels in the sky erupted in intense sparks!

While everyone was shocked by Sargeras' ultimate skill, the next second left them dumbfounded!

The two angels, wielding their platinum light swords, fiercely confronted the three rapidly moving figures. They intended to drive back the three clones with a perfect semi-arc formation, but before they could even touch them, the figures themselves ran into trouble!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Three dull explosions echoed as the three "Sargerases" transformed into three black demonic flames, like giant fireballs, engulfing the two angels' bodies!

"Fakes?!"

The people on the sidelines quickly realized the situation. The three Sargerases were actually fake, illusions created from demonic flames—merely "humanoid grenades" thrown by Sargeras!

Since demonic flames were considered legendary vampire techniques, no one present had expected them to be used in such a way!

But where was the real Sargeras?!

Before everyone could shift their gaze from the burning black flames in the air, a sudden confrontation on the ground had already begun!

Sargeras' speed had nearly broken the constraints of space. In the blink of an eye, he had covered the nearly hundred-meter distance, appearing right in front of Bishop Cruyff!

"Meet your damn God!"

Sargeras stood proudly, his eyes cold and ruthless, as he faced Cruyff. He swung his flaming sword down with true intent to kill!

Everyone understood that while it seemed Sargeras and the two angels were confined to this small area, they had simply concentrated their power to minimize collateral damage.

If any so-called experts among the spectators joined the fray, the mere presence of these powerhouses would be enough to scare them off. Sargeras, with his near-divine strength, even if he couldn't travel through space, could still break it with his concentrated energy!

At this moment, Bishop Cruyff, despite his considerable light magic skills, was the weakest link.

Facing Sargeras' flawless physical and technical prowess at such close range, no one believed he could survive.

As Sargeras executed his perfect deception and technique to eliminate the supporting Cruyff, the Church's chances of victory seemed to vanish. Nearly everyone thought so, and even Lilith, amidst her fierce battle, felt a surge of excitement for her father's impending victory!

However!

No one noticed that Cruyff, faced with Sargeras up close, did not show a trace of panic. Instead, there was a hint of anticipation!

"I don't think so."

Facing the descending black flame sword, this was the only thought in Cruyff's mind.

In that instant, Cruyff's hand moved with lightning speed. From beneath his robe, he drew out a firearm, a sacred gun forged by the Church and blessed with divine power. Aiming it directly at Sargeras, he pulled the trigger without hesitation.

The gunshot rang out, and a beam of holy light, concentrated into a bullet, shot forth, aimed straight at Sargeras' heart.

Their strength proved they had the right to do so.

The members of Takamagahara and the Knights of the Round Table remained silent. Though proud, they wouldn't rashly challenge the two six-winged angels. Just from their aura, they knew they were no match.

Holding the long spear emitting a faint silver glow, Cruyff walked leisurely, step by step, towards Lilith and Sargeras.

Sargeras' power was gradually waning, though slowly. The wound inflicted by the Spear of Longinus wasn't something that could heal quickly and had greatly limited his strength. At this moment, he had less than half of Lilith's power and no confidence left to resist Cruyff.

"Sweetheart, I'm sorry. Your mother certainly won't forgive me either. I promised I was just going out for a while and would come back immediately," Sargeras said with a bitter smile.

Despite her usual arrogance, Lilith couldn't hold back her tears. Even though she had lived for over two hundred years, she was still young for a vampire.

"I will protect you, Father," Lilith stubbornly said, drawing her scythe once more.

Sargeras weakly placed his hand on Lilith's amber hair, affectionately saying, "Lilith, go. If you're lucky, you can escape. You can't even handle one six-winged angel. Don't do anything foolish. It's our fault for being overconfident. I thought I alone would be enough..."

Hearing her father's sigh, a sudden idea flashed in Lilith's mind, and a strange light appeared in her beautiful eyes.

Seeing Cruyff approach with an excited smile, Lilith suddenly stood up and threw the black long box she had been protecting to the back!

No one expected this move. Lilith had painstakingly protected the Sword of Death, only to easily throw it away? Why?

It was simple: the person Lilith threw the box to was none other than Yang Chen, who had been standing there doing nothing!

Yang Chen, taken aback, watched the black box land in front of him. Instinctively, he reached out to catch it, but as soon as he held it, he suddenly realized he had been tricked!

Sure enough, at this moment, Lilith wiped away her tears and, with a charming smile, turned back and winked at Yang Chen, saying, "Dear Lord Hades, it's all your fault for making us father and daughter do the stealing. Now my father is injured, so you might as well keep the black box yourself."

What?! What did Lilith mean by that? Were they instructed to steal the artifact?

Everyone's gaze, including Cruyff and the other members of the Church, turned unfavorably towards Yang Chen and the black box in his hand.

Yang Chen smiled wryly. Lilith was quick-witted, using this tactic to drag him into the mess. Didn't she realize he could simply throw the artifact back to her, proving her words false?

However, Yang Chen didn't do that. When he looked at Lilith again, he saw an unprecedented plea in her beautiful crimson eyes.

This proud pure-blood vampire woman, at this moment, had put aside all her pride and dignity, using her gaze to implore Yang Chen, begging him to have mercy and save them.

Lilith was not a woman who feared death. In fact, death might even be exciting for her.

But that didn't mean she wanted to see her father being stabbed to death by the Church's holy relic!

Even if they were vampires, even if they had no beating hearts, they were still family, bound by blood!

Yang Chen helplessly admitted that after returning to China for two years, his heart had softened considerably. Even though he knew this woman was framing him, he couldn't bring himself to refuse her plea.

In the past, he had no parents, but now, he had a mother and family. He understood this feeling.

Sighing, Yang Chen threw the black box to Sauron beside him, then took a step forward and loudly said to everyone present, especially to Cruyff, "That's right, I instructed them to steal the sword. I'll protect Sargeras and his daughter."