As a villain, I really can't become stronger anymore

Madness, cruelty, bloodthirstiness, fear, despair...

The breath of the angel was released, and all kinds of crazy emotions instantly flooded into the consciousness and spirit of every life around. In an instant, the people who were originally fleeing in all directions suddenly became another appearance.

Their bodies suddenly stopped where they were, motionless.

Their faces turned pale and their eyes were filled with fear and despair.

Immediately afterwards, their bodies began to twitch violently as if they had been electrocuted. Their clothes were gradually soaked with blood, and beneath the tattered clothes, one could clearly see long strips of objects slowly wriggling under the skin.

It was as if there were ferocious poisonous snakes growing inside their skin.

In the ears, one can even hear the slippery and sticky sound of something moving through the flesh and blood.

The sound of hymns was still echoing in their ears.

That was the song that was usually sung at the church headquarters when praying to God, but at this moment, the originally holy song turned into terrifying and crazy mumbling.

Some people's bodies began to rot inexplicably.

Their bodies seemed to be soaked in concentrated sulfuric acid, and their healthy bodies began to rot at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Mucus mixed with tattered pieces of flesh slowly fell from his body to the ground, emitting a strong stench. In the blink of an eye, only a white skeleton remained.

Some people's bodies began to twist into the shape of a pretzel.

There was a teeth-grinding crunching sound between the bones and tendons.

The internal organs had turned into meat paste and were squeezed out of the mouth alive.

Some people's bodies were completely broken, and strange and twisted tentacles extended out.

Angel……

This is really an irony.

Almost everyone in the entire Dusk Continent believes that angels are symbols of good luck and are servants of the gods.

Wherever an angel walks, it brings good luck.

But now, there is no good luck, only death.

……

On the other side, Granville, Adams.

Different from other places in Dusk Continent.

Adams has made all the preparations.

They have demigod-level masters and a protective shield set up by Sage Patrich.

They have gathered everyone together in advance, hoping to protect as many people as possible in this way.

In fact, when Dolores and Lydia learned the news that the Dusk Continent was about to face a disaster, they immediately notified more than 200 kings and clan leaders across the entire Dusk Continent.

Even if they are no match for the enemy and do not have the protection of masters in the Demigod Realm and the Destruction Realm, they can at least take some precautions in advance so as not to be caught off guard when the disaster really strikes.

He even said that he had ordered all his subjects to get away in advance.

Whether it is a basement or deep in the mountains and forests, it is fine.

This way, at least when disaster strikes, we won't all be wiped out at once.

But unfortunately, Dolores and Lydia's good intentions were ignored. Everyone just thought they were crazy. No one took the information from the two queens seriously. From beginning to end, those people were still immersed in the life of decadence and continued to spend their lives in decay.

When the disaster really struck, they finally realized that Dolores and Lydia's warnings were not groundless, but by then, everything was too late and irreversible.

As for Adams, although some people noticed the changes in the sky, some also knelt on the ground and prayed devoutly.

However, in the Kingdom of Granville, the worship and belief in gods is no longer as strong as it used to be.

For most civilians, it is better to believe in Her Majesty the Queen, who is closer to them, than to believe in God.

Seeing the spear in the angel's hand falling from the void with dazzling light, the invisible pressure made many people tremble.

Of course, fear is normal.

Regardless, the residents of Granville are already doing much better than people elsewhere on the Dusk Continent.

buzzing.

I could hear the sound of the spear tearing the air.

Seeing the spear getting faster and faster and about to hit Adams, many people subconsciously closed their eyes.

Immediately afterwards...

Rumble.

The deafening sound penetrated everyone's ears, and even the deaf could probably hear it.

Then, I felt the ground beneath my feet shaking violently and uncontrollably.

It was like an earthquake, and everyone fell to the ground.

I could still hear the crackling sound of the floor, walls and glass breaking.

But the imagined pain of having the body torn apart did not occur.

After a few seconds, the residents subconsciously opened their eyes and looked up at the sky, only to see a huge golden barrier covering the entire city. The barrier was like the surface of a lake with a huge stone thrown into it, causing ripples to appear continuously.

Stopped.

Obviously, this barrier blocked all the angels' attacks.

After a brief pause, the crowd suddenly erupted into enthusiastic cheers.

However, compared to ordinary civilians, the expressions of the tens of thousands of magicians who were responsible for maintaining the barrier were somewhat solemn, even pale.

Only they knew how terrifying the spear thrown by the angel just now was. They were already the best magicians in the whole of Granville, including some fox girls and many elves.

There are dozens of them just at the legendary level.

The rest are basically heroic magicians.

Their strength was already quite good, and their numbers were in the tens of thousands. But even so, each of them still felt a violent impact on their bodies the moment the spear fell, and their internal organs seemed to have moved.

But I can still hold on.

Her Majesty the Queen has issued a death order. Their mission is to support the magic shield and not let it break no matter what the cost.

As for the enemies outside the shield, there are naturally more powerful beings to deal with them.

Although the identity of the angel frightened them, seeing the angel launch an attack without saying a word, they basically understood that their previous beliefs were all bullshit.

What's more, behind him are the people of Granville.

There are his father and daughter, wife and daughter, and children.

Even if it is just for these relatives, they will never relax at all.

They took a deep breath, quickly swallowed a mouthful of magic recovery potion, and continued to support the protective shield.

For this occasion, almost all the excellent pharmacists in Granville have been busy for several months in a row. Various magic potions are in almost unlimited supply, and now is not the time to save.

Compared to these busy magicians, Patridge, Hefferson and others have also appeared.

Their expressions became more solemn.

This is just a two-winged angel, and its strength is not worth mentioning, but what is coming next is the real trouble.

This will probably be a fight to the death!

As for administrators like the Heavenly Repairmen, their purpose had long been seen through.

It is impossible to destroy the entire Dusk Continent relying solely on these angels... At least, they cannot destroy Granville and the Spang Theocracy.

Their purpose is to destroy and kill.

They want to use killing to force the super masters hidden in the Dusk Continent, such as the last Dusk King, the hiding Archibald, and even some gods who go against their will to take action.

The moment the gods took action, a large number of administrators and gods in heaven became qualified to interfere in the Dusk Continent.

As for the possibility that many angels will die?

Haha, those beings in heaven don’t care about such trivial matters.

To those guys in heaven, angels are nothing more than tools.

There are still thousands of angels in heaven now, and they would not feel the slightest bit of pain even if hundreds or thousands of them died.

Sure enough, above the sky, within the vortex, the figure of the second angel has gradually emerged.

We cannot allow this to continue. Although the magic shield is very powerful and is supported by tens of thousands of elite magicians, it will not be able to withstand the attacks if it continues.

Patrich exhaled slightly, and the magic wand in his hand slammed on the ground in front of him with a bang. The next second, Patrich's figure disappeared from the ground.