Chapter 1875: Chapter 1875: The Eighth Seraphim vs. Eye of Darkness (Part 16)
Moreover, all the Angels could clearly see that Her Highness Gallia hadn’t used her full strength at all.
Lucifer smiled, "I never expected this. I’ve got the urge to spar with Her Highness Gallia."
Gabriel noticed the yearning expression on Lucifer’s face and felt a tightness in her heart.
She recalled the terrifyingly powerful abilities possessed by His Highness Lucifer, and glanced at the current display of strength by Her Highness Gallia...
Gabriel thought, if the two were to truly spar, it absolutely couldn’t be in her Moon Heaven.
Moon Heaven wouldn’t be able to withstand it!
After exchanging a few words with Lucifer, Gabriel noticed that Gu Shengyin in mid-air seemed to be growing impatient.
In fact, she was.
Gu Shengyin felt she had beaten them enough, and she swung her hand before raising it once more.
Baal was horrified to find that the sword light from the opposite side, whether in speed or momentum, was several levels stronger than the previous attack.
An unprecedented sense of crisis transmitted over, and Baal swiftly retreated.
However, it was already too late.
Demons engaged in battle with the Angel Legion suddenly noticed something descending from the sky, crashing directly into the ground to form a deep pit.
Both Angels and Demons stepped back, waiting for the raised dust to settle back down.
Once they clearly saw what was inside the pit, a furious commotion erupted on the Demon’s side.
The figure clad in an ostentatious black robe, with a handsome face dirtied, horns on his head—was it not Lord Baal?
A deep, bone-revealing wound stretched from Baal’s left shoulder straight down to the right waist.
Judging by the depth of that wound, if Baal’s retreat had been just a trace slower, he would have been sliced in half by Gu Shengyin’s sword.
Such a wound, if inflicted on an ordinary human or demon, would likely have resulted in death.
But Baal was, after all, a King-level Demon.
He was presently grimacing, inhaling sharply.
Caught off guard, he met Gu Shengyin’s cold gaze still in mid-air, and couldn’t help but shiver.
Such an intense brush with death would be unforgettable for a lifetime.
Of course, regarding the one who brought him this feeling, Gu Shengyin, he carried a deep shadow in his heart.
Indeed, are the Angels of Heaven equal in beauty and strength? Baal thought grimacing.
Gu Shengyin descended near Lucifer, facing the admiring gazes of numerous Angels.
She had intended to strike Baal with another sword; it wasn’t her style to let the enemy return unscathed.
But just as she was about to make her move, a powerful binding force suddenly emerged from the void, restricting her actions.
It was during this interval that Baal narrowly escaped with his life.
This mysterious force seemed solely intent on preventing her from killing Baal, and upon confirming her lack of intent to kill, it withdrew.
What does this mean?
Gu Shengyin was somewhat puzzled.
Logically speaking, only divinities in this world could possess such power to restrain her.
But just now, Gu Shengyin could ascertain that no God had intervened.
What kind of existence was secretly protecting these demons?
Gu Shengyin finally understood why, despite the vast power disparity between Heaven and Hell, King-level Demons from Hell never really suffered mishaps.
Lucifer observed her expression and suddenly asked, "You’ve noticed too, Gallia?"
