The mastermind behind this started by creating a strange story

The corpse king who fought with him also wielded his thorn sickle. Although his swordsmanship was not as good as Mikael's, he could also avert danger.

"Qiang——!"

It was another dangerous confrontation. The Corpse King used both hands to support the long handle of the sickle to block Mikael's sword that was coming down on him. But before the Corpse King could make any move, Mikael changed his tactics instantly, rushed forward fiercely, and stabbed the Corpse King's eyes with the tip of his sword.

"boom!!!"

A violent explosion was heard, and a cold black fog suddenly filled the place where the two men were fighting, and then a black figure flew out.

As soon as the black figure left the black fog, a red light appeared from the black fog, and then a fierce flame ignited, burning the diffuse black fog with a puff sound, and even the scorching flame was still spreading outward.

Mikael broke the spreading red flames with a sword and slowly flew out from the split sea of ​​fire like a fire lord. His majestic power was so great that it was impossible to look at it.

The Corpse King had a frosty and sinister look on his face. There was an unhealable wound on his left cheek that was dripping with black liquid, and the red flames on it prevented him from healing himself.

There was no way to avoid the sword that Mikael had just stabbed at him, so he had no choice but to detonate the thorn sickle that he had condensed with energy. It was originally a weapon with only appearance and could be condensed again at any time.

But what was unexpected was that even so, he was still injured. On the other hand, Mikael not only did not blush or gasp, but even after experiencing the explosion just now, not even the corners of his clothes were stained with black dust.

But it is also possible that Mikael quietly erased his own embarrassment.

But no matter which one it was, this phenomenon was very unfavorable. After all, he didn't even have the energy to wipe away the embarrassment.

Up to this point, the Corpse King had already begun to have some thoughts of retreating, but due to various circumstances, he was unable to escape in a panic. If he continued to fight, the probability of him losing would be even greater.

Seeing Mikael raising the cross sword again, the Corpse King could only wave his hand and condense the thorn sickle again, but this time he had no intention of fighting one-on-one.

Glancing down briefly, the Corpse King came up with an idea. He didn't know whether Mikael, who was full of compassion, was willing to protect those humans.

"Hehe, Mikael, the world praises you for being warlike but full of compassion..." The Corpse King stretched out his hand and clenched it, and the surrounding black mist condensed into a pitch-black spear. "Are you really as compassionate as the world says?"

After he finished speaking, the Corpse King fiercely threw the spear towards the human below. In an instant, the spear split into hundreds of pieces, and then each spear split into hundreds again. In just a moment, countless black spears pressed towards the ground like raindrops from the sky.

The group of people who were watching the battle with great interest were suddenly stunned to find that a black rain was flying towards them. They looked around the range of the black rain in a daze and came to a conclusion.

There is no hope, just wait for death.

Panic inevitably arose among the crowd, like ants fleeing in all directions, and the corpse king, who was looking down upon the group of ants, looked at Mikael provocatively.

This large-scale attack was nothing to Mikael, and it didn't even require much effort, but the Corpse King was watching him covetously. If Mikael went to deal with the Black Rain Spear and save the humans who were watching, the Corpse King would definitely not mind using some insidious sneak attacks.

It's a blatant conspiracy. The best solution now is to ignore the lives of the humans below and then kill the corpse king with the sword.

"Haha, Archangel, what will you do..."

The Corpse King was about to provoke Mikael with sarcastic words, but Mikael did not hesitate at all. Even at the moment when the Corpse King threw out thousands of spears, he was already ready to save people.

"Shh-!"

There was a violent sound of breaking wind, and Mikael suddenly threw a cross sword at the Corpse King, then flapped his wings and rushed to the ground like an arrow.

The greatsword with elongated fire feathers shot towards the Corpse King like an arrow. In response, the Corpse King just smiled coldly and rolled up the surrounding black fog to block the cross greatsword.

Then the black fog boiled and gathered violently, and in an instant it turned into sticky black water that trapped the cross sword. The cross sword was trapped, and even the red light dimmed a little.

While the Corpse King was doing this, Mikael had already arrived in front of the Black Rain Spears. He waved his hand and scattered endless red flames. These red flames quickly expanded to the entire sky like a tide, blocking the Black Rain Spears all over the sky.

"Hey!"

Just like the sound of cold water being poured into boiling oil, these black rain spears melted in mid-air before they even touched the red flame protective shield.

The massive attack had no effect at all.

"puff!"

Suddenly, a black light broke through the red flame protective shield, and the sea of ​​fire in the sky was like a piece of cloth that was torn apart by someone. The edges of the cracked sea of ​​fire were jagged and even gradually melted.

A black stream of light fell from the sky like a meteor, and the target of this black meteor was Mikael who had just stopped the Black Rain Spear.

"boom!!!"

When the two collided, the heaven and earth were eclipsed.

The black and red energy turbulence just appeared and then suddenly dissipated. The angel that was supposed to stay in the sky disappeared, and the ground where the humans were suddenly made a deafening noise.

Angel, struck down and fell to the ground!

Chapter 332 Black Winged Angel

"Woo..."

Around the crack, someone let out a mournful cry, and everyone looked at this scene in disbelief, watching the angel being shot down.

The angel was defeated by the devil!

This scene was not only seen by those present, but was also broadcast to thousands of households through various cameras.

People with devout faith in front of the TV have begun to recite the Bible and pray for the angels' safety, while people who do not believe in God are also nervously cheering for the angels in their hearts. No matter what, the devil is not tolerated by the public.

Except for those with holes in their brains.

The reporters at the scene, especially those who were near the place where the angel fell, felt their hearts wrench in their throats as they stared at the dusty scene with bated breath.

They are the people who most hope that the angel will be safe and even kill the devil. After all, the angel was willing to risk getting hurt to protect them, which is enough to show that this angel is full of compassion.

A strong wind blew and dispersed the dust in the center. A huge pit with a diameter of tens of meters appeared on the surface. The spider-web-like cracks emitted wisps of black mist visible to the naked eye.

In the center of the huge pit, an angel with white wings was nailed to the ground. An extremely black cross sword pierced through the angel's chest and abdomen and stabbed into the ground, leaving a short sword body, hilt and guard outside.

At first glance, the holy angel appears to be judged by a dark inverted cross.

In the West, the inverted cross is a symbol of Satan and a blasphemy against God.

Those who saw this scene all collapsed to the ground with powerlessness, tears welling up in their eyes, or they crossed their fingers on their chests and closed their eyes to pray.

“Haha, I never thought that you are just a show-off who looks tough on the outside but is weak on the inside.” The Corpse King stood beside Mikael, his eyes full of mockery. “Sure enough, your power is weakening. The divine possession can’t last too long. You can’t defeat me now.”

Looking at the condescending and mocking gaze, Mikael did not respond, but instead held the black cross sword that was nailing him with both hands, and red light gradually appeared in his palms.

"Pfft~"

With a slight sound, a blazing flame ignited from the center of Mikael's hands, igniting the blasphemous cross sword, and the golden light in Mikael's eyes dimmed a little inadvertently.

"Haha, the spent force!"

Seeing that the angel under him was still struggling, a sinister light flashed in the corpse king's eyes. He waved his hand and condensed five black cross swords in the air, which then flew into the air and stabbed straight towards the angel.

With a few "puffs", five long swords were nailed in five directions respectively, and the angel was right in the center of the five long swords. As the corpse king muttered something, several black chains suddenly burst out from the hilts of the long swords, forming an inverted pentagram formation in just a moment.

The inverted pentagram represents the overall shape of a goat's head and is also a powerful symbol of Satan. The pentagram formation is also a formation left by the devil Satan, which can bring bad luck... In the West, the pentagram represents evil.

Mikael, who was trapped in the pentagram formation, saw the golden light in his eyes dim again, and even the flames were not as hot as before.

“Hehehahahahahahaha…!”

Seeing that the previously evenly matched enemy was defeated by him, the Corpse King first chuckled twice, and then the corners of his mouth cracked and he let out an extremely wild laugh.

His pair of scarlet eyes flashed with excitement. It was not the excitement of defeating the enemy, nor the excitement of increased strength, but... the excitement that he had finally recovered most of his memories.

He finally understood why the words Death Knight and Devil were in his mind, and even when facing an angel he had never seen before, he could call him by his name, because his sealed memory had been restored by more than half, and even the magic secrets in his mind were gradually reviving. However, there was still a part of the deeper and more important memory that he had no clue about.

Although he didn't recall it, his intuition told him that the real secret had been hidden in that small part of his memory.

“Huh~ At least you know my true identity.” The Corpse King clenched his fists, feeling the dark power surging in his body, “I am the Death Knight, one of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse!”

"Sure enough, the power has been dispersed." After feeling the power, the Corpse King thought of something else, and a rare moment of confusion appeared in his eyes. "Is my path correct?"

"Boom boom boom!!!"

Just as the Corpse King was thinking blankly, a black lightning suddenly fell from the sky and struck straight into the depths of the crack.

This sudden change once again attracted the attention of everyone present, both humans and the confused Corpse King.

Only Mikael didn't care, because he was still fighting against the black magic circle that sealed him and had no energy to pay attention to the outside world.

"What happened again?" The Corpse King frowned and looked towards the center of the crack. It was the same again. Every time he thought it was over, such unexpected accidents would happen.

Then again, he hated surprises.

"boom!"

A dark pillar of light shot straight into the sky from the ground. The frenzied energy swept away the rest of the colors in the sky, leaving only the shocking dark shadows.

This scene is very familiar, except that it was white last time.

Alexei was in the center of the pitch-black light column, feeling complicated. He didn't expect that the fusion of power this time would cause such a big commotion.

He clearly wanted to quietly leave after merging the power, but now, even thinking about sneaking away is impossible.

Around him, there were extremely dark swords and sabers dancing and flashing with cold light, occasionally leaving a few sharp black marks.

At the bottom of the black light column is an endless stream of broken swords. These swords are soaked in a river of blood, symbolizing the bloody and endless war.

Alexi didn't know whether these were real or just illusions. He only knew that he had to absorb the power as quickly as possible and make the visions disappear.

Outside, the sky and the earth were in darkness.

The dark column of light seemed to have absorbed all the light, or it seemed to have blocked the space, preventing any light from coming in.

The corpse king pulled out a thorn sickle from mid-air, and then flew towards the black light column.

Occasionally, the sound of thunder could be heard around the light column, but no lightning appeared. Then within a few seconds, the light column suddenly changed its offensive and no longer emitted violent dark energy to the outside world, but instead madly absorbed the surrounding dark energy.

The corpse king, who was still in mid-air, was sucked and staggered without paying attention, but he quickly stabilized his body, and at the same time, he condensed the dark energy that was dissipated around him to stabilize himself.

A funnel seemed to appear at the top of the dark light column, madly taking in the darkness between heaven and earth. In just a moment, the darkness that covered the sky and the sun was swept away, the sky became clear again, and the earth was once again covered with the afterglow.

After doing all this, the dark light column shattered into a sky full of starlight, but this time the starlight was black.

The starlight quickly melted into the air, and where the beam of light had originally been, a black-winged angel appeared.

The angel has jet-black wings on his back and a jet-black iron mask with a hollow inverted cross pattern on his face. He stands in the sky with the jet-black sword of judgment in his hands.

Chapter 333 The dust has settled

The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the earth, and the black-winged angel standing in the sky is basking in the sun. His wings do not have the slightest holiness, but instead appear to be shining coldly.

Alexei looked at the corpse king flying towards him and took a deep breath to calm himself. His current image was all a disguise, including the black wings behind him, which were all pieced together from the power of swords.

If the Corpse King recognized him, a big battle would be inevitable later, but he had no intention of fighting at all now.

He was not familiar with the newly acquired power of the sword, and his own power of the plague had not yet recovered due to excessive consumption. He might not be able to escape if he turned around and ran, and he was not sure of winning if he fought directly.

Therefore, the best solution is to hide yourself and give off an aura that you are not easy to mess with, so that the Corpse King will be hesitant to act rashly.

He had deeply concealed his original aura, and now the only aura emanating from him was the aura of the sword authority he had just obtained.

A moment later, the Corpse King had flown in front of Alexei. Sensing a dark aura that he had never seen before, the Corpse King felt a little upset.

Someone who can have such a strong dark aura is definitely not an ordinary person, but he has no impression of it at all now. This can only mean one thing, that the memory of the person in front of him has not been unlocked.

Or maybe something was interfering with his judgment, causing him to be unable to get an accurate picture of the situation.

"you……"

"Give me some face." Before the Corpse King could speak, Alexei suddenly said in a hoarse voice, "Leave. This place is no longer useful to you."

"Besides, now is not the time to start the war. When everything becomes clear, that will be the final moment of the decisive battle."

After saying these words, Alexei stopped talking. His appearance remained unchanged but he was a little nervous inside, waiting for the Corpse King to respond.

What he meant was that the power of swords here had already been obtained by him, and starting a war now would only result in mutual destruction, and there was even the possibility that someone else would take advantage of it.

When all power comes into the world, that will be the final moment to determine who will die.

He was not afraid that the Corpse King would not understand. After all, the other party had already found this place, which meant that he might have recovered this part of his memory and could understand that what he said was true.

When the Corpse King heard these words, he did not answer immediately, but silently pondered the meaning of these words in his heart.

From what the Black-Winged Angel just said, the Corpse King knew that the other party must know him, but the embarrassing thing was that he couldn't remember the other party at all.

Moreover, the other party also pointed out that there seemed to be a decisive battle between them, but not at this moment. The Corpse King had no impression of this.

However, it was impossible for him to expose the fact that he did not understand at all. After all, if the other party knew about this, it would be easy for them to guess that his current memory was not complete.

Although I don’t know what the consequences will be, they are definitely not good.

“Huh…” The Corpse King exhaled lightly, his eyes narrowed, “Then I’ll give you a favor, but next time we meet, I won’t be so easy to talk to.”

After he finished speaking, regardless of what the Black-Winged Angel thought, the Corpse King simply passed by it and flew away towards the horizon.

Seeing that the Corpse King was so easy to talk to, Alexei was surprised, but he didn't think too much about it and just thought that the Corpse King understood what he said.

Seeing that everything had come to a successful conclusion, Alexi was about to leave, but out of the corner of his eye he suddenly caught a glimpse of the genuine angel still trapped in the pentagram formation.