At first glance, this yellow-green man was utterly disgusting, but upon closer inspection, it was clear... this guy was disgusting beyond limits!
It wasn’t a physical kind of disgust, but rather an aura about this yellow-green man that instinctively repulsed Haris.
In anger, Haris used the rays from his eyes to incinerate this yellow-green man instantly. Meanwhile, another man spying from dozens of meters away grunted heavily, spitting out blood.
This peeping man was Li Dazhuang, and he had now become a superpower user of the Assimilation Mid-Sequence, with his Doom Guardian advancing to Mid-Sequence strength.
However, as his strength grew, the destruction of the Doom Guardian still posed some trouble for Li Dazhuang.
But that didn’t matter. The Doom Guardian had already touched Haris, entangling him with doom—he wouldn’t live much longer.
Now, Li Dazhuang and the others needed only to survive until doom befell Haris.
Haris knew Li Dazhuang was the culprit who made him touch something so repulsive, causing his eyes to redden with intent to burn Li Dazhuang to ashes.
Yet just then, his eyelids suddenly twitched, causing his attack to veer off.
Adjusting his stance to strike again, he saw a man with six pairs of wings being punched by a woman, falling pathetically in front of him.
This winged man, of course, was Croselle, who battled Miao Miaomiao and others. A deep wound ran across his back.
Given Croselle’s strength and formidable battle experience, it was hard for Qia Shibao, Miao Miaomiao, and Fohai to best him.
But suddenly, Andos came to support Croselle in battle.
Andos, being Croselle’s guard, gained his full trust. Yet, who would have thought Andos was merely a disguise of the white mist?
This led to Croselle being stabbed from behind, turned from a favorable position to a disadvantage, and chased clumsily by several Upper Sequence superpower users.
Croselle landed and saw Haris’s bewildered look, rejoicing as he flashed behind Haris.
The next second, countless attacks swept over.
Miao Miaomiao’s petite body was covered in hardened dragon scales, her hands transforming into sharp talons, casting numerous shadow claws onto Haris.
"Beast King. Velociraptor Mode, Chaos Dragon Claws!"
Then her body sprouted long fur, expanding several times over in an instant: "Beast King. Mammoth Mode, Earth Trample!"
Miao Miaomiao, executing a series of combo moves, transformed into seven or eight different forms, shrouding Haris’s position in smoke, before agilely leaping away.
Qia Shibao pointed toward the smoky area and snorted coldly: "Engulf!"
Haris’s eyes, ready to retaliate with tears of energy, suddenly had that energy flare outward, engulfing his entire head in flames.
Then Fohai rushed over, forming a series of hand seals, showcasing the tattoos on his body as he roared: "Great Wei Tianlong!"
A flood dragon phantom glimmering with golden light twisted through the position where Haris stood.
Finally, a man with Andos’s appearance, wielding a Gatling formed of white mist, continuously fired towards that direction, spewing bullets but creating effects close to rockets.
The group unleashed a frenzied assault on that area because Croselle had always been too agile for them to reach. Now, finally targeting a tangible body, all four exerted themselves vigorously.
When the smoke cleared, Haris’s body remained standing, though it was battered and tattered beyond belief.
The physical resilience of a High-Tier Powerhouses was immense, yet here the body lay tattered, indicative of how fiercely they struck...
Gong Baoding glanced peculiarly at Li Dazhuang—his powers were terrifying, and it was crucial never to let that Doom Guardian touch one’s body in the future.
Meanwhile, Fohai and Miao Miaomiao displayed remorse upon seeing the corpse’s appearance—they had mistaken their target.
It wasn’t such a big deal to strike the wrong person, but what mattered now was losing track of Croselle’s whereabouts.
The group surveyed their surroundings, only to find that even Qia Shibao, who had been floating in mid-air, was suddenly gone as well.
Croselle had run a great distance, far away from the battle’s core, and finally exhaled deeply.
While being pursued, he observed the battle at the automobile plant, realizing that even if he stayed, he couldn’t save the demons from loss.
And, being a Fallen Angel himself, he wasn’t particularly acquainted with these demons; fleeing separately in imminent disaster was normal.
"Phew, phew... you’ve finally stopped."
Qia Shibao hovered, panting with little black-and-white wings flapping as if ready to fall at any moment.
Croselle frowned: "You’re that weird little angel with both Fallen Angel and Angel powers. Tricky as you might be, you’re too young and no match for me. Are you courting death by coming here?"
"No, you have a delicious aroma. I’m going to eat you so Father will be pleased." Qia Shibao piped sweetly.
Croselle mocked: "What kind of being is your father to have spawned such a freak as you?"
"He only gave me a name, but I know he’s my father, and only I may kill him... no one else is allowed to insult him!"
The killing intent emerged from Qia Shibao—he was about to engage Croselle.
The father he spoke of was naturally Wen Wen, whose presence allowed Qia Shibao’s independent life, owing his existence to three individuals.
One was the Fallen Angel Maya Mi, Qia Shibao’s former incarnation, but due to excessive power draining, Qia Shibao had none of Maya Mi’s memories, becoming a new entity.
Another was Cicada Ancestor, Qia Shibao’s ’mother.’
Wen Wen personally fired the Bow of Gestation and was the only one willing to ’raise’ Qia Shibao and give him a name, leading Qia Shibao to regard Wen Wen as a father.
Croselle sneered, an odd force appearing on his fingertips, reaching for Qia Shibao’s neck; he might have feared the combined might of those four Upper Sequence superpower users, but not Qia Shibao alone—he could easily kill him.
Unexpectedly, his finger was caught in Qia Shibao’s tiny hand and snapped with a crack!
Qia Shibao’s aura grew more dignified: "You might be a Fallen Angel preserving some Power of the Angel to keep your wings white, but I... am a higher existence than you!"
"Perhaps my power is far from yours, but having observed you just now, I fully comprehend your power. There’s no winning against me now!"
"In the name of my father, I’m going to devour you!"
Qia Shibao grinned, revealing a mouthful of sharp little teeth, zooming before Croselle to attack viciously.
Croselle fought back with all his might but to no avail against Qia Shibao, whose power steadily rose during the gnawing.
Ordinary angels held no interest for Qia Shibao to consume.
Yet Croselle’s smidgen of the Power of the Angel was like exquisite sauce, turning him into a supreme delicacy.