Having found a demon, I've decided to raise her.

She had realized that it was Raphael's power, and only by defeating him now could she avoid being dragged down by Raphael's power. Now was the time to make a decisive move!

"Lucifer!"

She shouted Lucifer's name, and with overwhelming fighting spirit, she swooped down like an arrow of holy light, instantly catching up with the figure that had fallen.

As for why she's called Lucifer, it's obviously because she considers Lucifer her rival. Even after merging with Chen Ming, she would never curse or yell at her husband.

While I was filled with fighting spirit, I was also a little intimidated by him.

A woman with a domineering husband is destined for a bad future.

Now, perhaps for the first and last time, she showed her strength against her husband. She raised the red cross sword, pressed close to his body, and relentlessly pursued him.

He frowned and raised his sword to meet the challenge.

Boom boom boom!

The two figures, falling and intertwining, created a series of explosions in the air, as if tearing the air apart, their black and white figures intertwined.

call out--!

Crimson sword light occasionally pierced through the clouds, making it difficult for onlookers to discern the two sides amidst the turbulent energy flow; the fierce battle had exceeded the limits of most people.

He gritted his teeth, his heterochromatic eyes, one black and one red, filled with the white figure constantly wielding a sword. Every move he made was more and more powerful as the battle progressed. Even though one of his arms was bound, it seemed to have no effect on him as he continued to attack!

Their strength was evenly matched, but he was at a disadvantage, being led by the nose with every move. Looking at those light blue eyes that flickered between light and dark, their sharp gaze seemed to already see his victory.

call--!

The two figures were locked in a fierce battle, and as they fell together, about to hit the ground, the decisive moment was approaching.

"Husband! Lucifer! There's no turning back!"

Finally, she called his name, her excitement barely concealed, as the red cross sword in her hand grazed his face, leaving a scar.

He was trying to avoid Michael's attacks by constantly falling, hoping to buy time for himself to recover, but now it seems that was a mistake.

When Michael launches an attack, she charges headlong towards victory; if she retreats, she fights to the very peak. This is the unstoppable Warrior Angel!

Being schemed against, being bound—none of these are valid reasons for defeat in the face of someone who fights for the sake of war. Her battles are only for victory!

Clang!

Oops!

The sword in his hand was finally knocked away and left behind the two people who were falling rapidly.

Before he could react, the red sword light pierced his abdomen—sharp, accurate, and deadly!

puff!

A red cross-shaped sword pierced through his back, and a purplish-black light poured out from the wound.

"Husband!" "Master!"

Raphael, Afu, Cerberus, Xiao Hei, and Dong Yi all stared wide-eyed and called out to him anxiously.

Michael's eyes gleamed with excitement, and he laughed loudly—

"Hahaha! Husband, Lucifer, I won! You promised to let me do whatever I wanted, so I won't hold back anymore. I'm going to marry you, and Lucifer, you can only watch resentfully from the sidelines. This is the punishment for the loser!"

"..."

He was speechless for a moment, listening to Michael's lines. He was basically a villain, or at least a minor villain.

He curled the corner of his mouth into a smile, looked at Michael, and said—

"Michael, haven't I told you before? There are some lines you just can't say. Saying something like that when you think you're about to win is practically a death flag..."

"Wh-what?"

Michael sensed something was wrong again.

His smile suddenly shone brightly, and then Michael felt a lightness in his hand; "he" had vanished into the void. Chen Ming and Lucifer appeared instantly on either side of her.

The fusion... has been dissolved...

Michael stared in disbelief.

Chapter 809 Michael's Despair

Completely unprepared for this situation, she now unleashed her full power, and the red sword light cleaved the ground in mid-air!

Offense is often when defense is most vulnerable, at least for most people. However, Michael usually has a way to deal with this situation...

She subconsciously wanted to use the scales on her left hand to erase this mistake.

Waaah—!

Libra let out a mournful cry, only then realizing that her left hand was bound by the web of the past and unable to move Libra.

This low point made her chances of escape even slimmer.

Lucifer curled his lips into a smile, his red eyes fixed on Michael, who was struggling to stop his sword strike and turn to retaliate. He wouldn't give Michael any chance at all, and his shadow instantly wrapped around him, completely enveloping him.

"Ahhh!"

Like a trapped lion, Michael relentlessly turned her sword, the terrifying blade carving a trench in the earth as she aimed at the two who had fallen behind her. Due to the excessive force, she fell faster than Chen Ming and Lucifer, her back becoming her most vulnerable point.

She was about to lose, she knew that perfectly well, but she was unwilling to accept it. She was so close to winning, so close to being able to do whatever she wanted to him, why... why...

She strained to turn around, only to see him and Lucifer holding hands as they fell, their pale blue eyes staring at each other with a somewhat frightening intensity.

Lucifer suddenly felt a surge of pleasure. Looking at Michael's almost tearful expression, he felt no remorse, only a sense of comfort.

It is very harmful and highly insulting.

After all, Michael had just said those things, saying he could do whatever he wanted to him and that he should just watch from the sidelines.

Even if Lucifer had the best temper, he couldn't tolerate it.

He clasped his hands toward Michael.

Om-!

The black sword, which had been knocked away, was forced to turn back in mid-air, drawing a beautiful yet deadly arc before piercing Michael's abdomen as he turned around, exiting through his back and scattering holy light.

"Cough!"

Michael's cross sword trembled, and he finally gave up all resistance, his eyes turning ashen.

boom!

It crashed to the earth, causing the ground to tremble and the already ravaged earth to crack open once more. Such a mythical war would be difficult for even heaven to withstand.

It is precisely because this is paradise that the earth was not destroyed; it only looks a little dilapidated.

Chen Ming and Lucifer were also falling behind. Looking at the speed, he felt a little uneasy because Lucifer had already used his sword to stab Michael, and now he had no flying sword.

The black flying sword that Xuan gave him got a new look and became even cooler after he and Lucifer merged into one.

Now that they've broken up their fusion, they should slowly turn back to normal.

Lucifer glanced at him with her red eyes, smiled slightly, and then looked up at the distant sky. Although it was a terrible sight, it still reminded her of the past, when she had held his hand and flown high in the sky.

She said—

"Chen Ming."

"Ok?"

He turned his gaze to the person beside him, looking at the six black wings on her back and the way she held his hand. Before she could speak, he suddenly said—

"This reminds me of the past."

"Hey?"

Lucifer looked at him in surprise.

He looked at the distant sky, where dark clouds and holy light were torn apart, and space was also broken by Cerberus and Gabriel. In the distance, angels danced in the air, dealing with Afu and Xiao Hei.

It wasn't exactly a peaceful scene, but at this moment, it inexplicably reminded him of that past. Why? Perhaps it was because the person beside him was the same, but their identities had changed…

What started as a meeting turned into love.

He held her hand tightly and said—

“Lucifer…”

"what?"

She pursed her lips, her heart unable to calm down, and her face flushed slightly.

He opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything. In the end, he only said—

"nothing."

Because I've already said "I love you" and understood "I like you," all that's left is the mundane "it's nothing," yet all my feelings are hidden within this seemingly ordinary daily routine.

It's delightful.

Lucifer felt the warmth of his hand, experiencing this unspoken understanding, his expression gentle as water, a beautiful smile on his face, and said—

"okay……"

The answer, however, was equally unremarkable.

He landed with Lucifer, gently stepping into the huge crater. Looking at Michael, who was pinned to the ground by a black flying sword in the center, he felt a moment of disorientation.

This scene seems familiar...

He glanced back at Raphael, who seemed to have been pinned to the ground by this same flying sword... This sword had already pierced two angel kings.

This can already be considered a divine artifact, right?

I feel like this family is getting stranger and stranger. They always stab people through with a sword. Although they won't die or suffer any lasting effects, this kind of "family stabbing" is still a bit strange.

Michael tried to sit up, but for the time being he could only lie there on the ground, looking utterly pathetic, a true loser...

Looking at her like this, Chen Ming felt a pang of heartache. He couldn't bring himself to deliver the final blow, so he let Lucifer do it for him, just like how Dong Yi had stabbed Raphael in the past.

With his personality, he basically wouldn't be able to resolve such a situation without the help of his wives.

Lucifer glanced at him, knowing he must be sad, and since he was already satisfied, he said to him—

"Go."