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Gabriel desperately tried to spit out the Evil God's Blood in her mouth.
But the moment the Evil God's Blood flowed from the bottle's mouth, it transformed into a stream of evil energy and melted directly into her body.
The volume of this energy wasn't large, but its infectivity was extremely strong.
Once it fell into Gabriel's body, it was like black paint dripping into white paint, spiraling out of control.
The originally pure and holy aura on Gabriel's body rapidly surged and deteriorated, gradually revealing a murky, fishy stench. The white feathers of her six wings began to stain with a dull, ink-black color, inch by inch from the roots.
Within just a few breaths, most of her wings were already covered in gray-black, and the discolored area continued to spread toward the tips of the feathers.
"Gabriel, you really have fallen."
Seeing Gabriel in this state, Darian gloated, "With your current appearance, I doubt you'd make it through airport security if you wanted to go back to Heaven. But if you're considering submitting a resume to Hell, I think Satan would welcome you."
For an Angel, this fallen energy was like a tattoo; if it wasn't cleaned off completely, there was no chance of returning to the Heaven system.
"Bastard!"
Gabriel was furious and panicked.
At this moment, the holy light within her was churning together with the constantly spreading evil energy, attempting to dispel it.
But this evil energy carried a strong sense of temptation. While eroding her holy light, it constantly assimilated her thoughts, enticing her to slide into the abyss of depravity.
She even began to inexplicably feel that this state didn't seem so bad.
Free, unconstrained, I can do whatever the hell I want...
While resisting the erosion of the evil energy, Gabriel couldn't help but crave the pleasure brought by this depravity. She was never willing to harden her heart to clear out this evil energy, and could only let it surge in and out of her body.
In other words, she was no longer clean.
This intense sense of humiliation, along with the feeling of betrayal against the Lord's will, made Gabriel burn with rage.
"I'm going to kill you!!"
The golden light in Gabriel's eyes was filled with dark red cracks, looking terrifyingly ferocious.
Ignoring the need to suppress the evil energy in her body, she gripped the light sword formed by holy radiance in her left hand and thrust it directly at Darian's heart.
Darian didn't react, or rather, couldn't be bothered to dodge, letting the light sword pierce into his heart, the blade protruding from his back.
Gabriel was stunned.
She hadn't expected her attack to succeed so easily.
When Gabriel pulled out the light sword, a clear hole had appeared in Darian's chest. One could see the scenery behind him through the hole, yet not a single drop of blood flowed out.
However, Darian acted as if nothing had happened, grinning, "Did you think you were the only one who couldn't be killed?"
As his voice fell, his eyes suddenly burst with golden light, and two bolts of electric light shot out, blasting directly at Gabriel's face.
Gabriel hurriedly raised her light sword to block, but it was instantly shattered by the golden electric light. The remaining force slammed into her face, and the electric arcs crazily scorched her body.
She tried to break free from the arm Darian was using to hold her, but she couldn't shake Darian's strength at all.
One must know that the Sin of Pride and the expired spinach can provided the most exaggerated boost to the strength attribute. With Darian's current strength, even Clark was far from being his match.
Seeing that breaking free was hopeless, Gabriel hardened her heart. She swung the light sword in her left hand, directly severing her own right arm that was being held.
Darian held Gabriel's severed arm, looking at the spear of longinus grasped in the severed hand.
"Gabriel, you're done for. Anyone who loses this spear will die instantly."
Gabriel thought, 'I'm not human anyway,' and without caring about the spear of longinus, she immediately flapped her wings and retreated rapidly, rushing into the high sky at full speed, finally putting some distance between herself and Darian.
At this moment, she looked as disheveled as could be.
Her jaw was swollen, her right arm was severed at the elbow, her face was covered in charred marks, and her original long golden hair had been curled into a charred mess by the electricity. The feathers of her six wings were mostly stained gray-black, with only the tips hanging on to a bit of pale white.
If not for the faint holy light still drifting on her body, she probably would have blended completely into the surrounding night.
Mammon had just dug himself out of the ruins and fluttered into mid-air. The moment he looked up and saw Gabriel, who seemed to have changed her race, he froze in place.
"Gabriel, how did you become a black person?"
"Black your mom!" Gabriel cursed immediately.
Mammon: "..."
Are Angels' manners this poor now?
Gabriel frowned, realizing she had lost her composure.
She had been focused on the battle just now and hadn't had time to suppress the evil energy inside her. Various negative emotions were eroding her thoughts, which was why she couldn't control herself and cursed out loud.
Gabriel didn't offer much explanation, forcibly suppressing the surging hostility, and said in a deep voice, "The spear of longinus is in that human's hands. We must snatch it back to complete the ritual. In my current state, I can no longer confront him head-on."
The implication was for Mammon to stop slacking off and use whatever trump cards he had immediately.
"Then watch me."
Mammon spread his hands and took a deep breath.
The next moment, the countless souls wrapped in evil aura surged out from the shadows in all directions, drilling continuously into Mammon's body.
The hell demons that had been descending to the human world during this time were doing so for no other reason than to collect the souls of evil people for Mammon.
As the Son of Satan, he possessed innate Hell authority; the more evil souls he accumulated, the higher the upper limit of the power he could exert in the human world.
As the evil souls continuously poured into his body, the black aura around Mammon spread wider and wider, with countless twisted soul bodies shrieking and rolling within the black aura.
Wherever the black aura passed, the walls of the surrounding buildings rapidly peeled and decayed, and the steel bars rusted and crumbled. Black-red ashes floated in the air, similar to the scene Darian had seen in Hell.
Mammon's body size swelled, his bat wings expanded to nearly ten meters wide, and roaring Hell Fire rose from his body surface.
"Die!"
He pressed his hands downward, and the black aura around him instantly turned into a tidal wave, pouring down toward Darian, covering the sky and earth.
The black wave of aura was mixed with countless shrieking evil souls, covering several city blocks. The rooftops of the buildings below were wrapped in the black aura, and the walls collapsed and dissolved at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Darian soared into the sky, meeting the black tidal wave, his body erupting with dazzling, holy white light.
Light Spell!
The white light instantly spread out, meeting the black tidal wave from bottom to top, and the two energies collided fiercely.
At the boundary of the two energies, a harsh, continuous sound of corrosion echoed. The boundary between white and black kept pulling and tugging, causing the surrounding space to begin to warp and distort.
"How can this human have such a rich aura of light?"
Mammon was shocked, turning to look at Gabriel on the side, "Could he also be an Angel from your Heaven?"
"No."
Gabriel denied it decisively.
Darian's ears were quite sharp, and having heard their conversation, he immediately shouted at the top of his lungs, "Archangel, there's no need to pretend anymore. Your undercover mission is complete. If it weren't for you, we wouldn't have known about Mammon's conspiracy. When we return to Heaven, God will surely reward you."
Once these words were spoken, Mammon stared at Gabriel with instant suspicion.
Angels and demons were mortal enemies by nature; their so-called cooperation was merely mutual utilization. He had never let his guard down from the beginning.
Being instigated by Darian like this, the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.
Indeed, why would a perfectly fine Archangel be willing to join forces with a Son of Satan like him to let the human world become a second Hell?
Gabriel noticed Mammon's gaze and her mouth twitched, "You idiot, can't you see such an obvious attempt to sow discord? I'm injured like this; how could I be an undercover agent?"
"Haha, don't misunderstand, I never doubted you."
Mammon came back to his senses, feeling that these words did make sense, and laughed honestly twice.
Who knew that Darian would shout again, "Fortunately, Archangel, you were smart enough to use a bitter-meat trick to deceive this idiot from Hell and trick him into revealing all his backup plans. Now his conspiracy and trump cards are all exposed."
The guard Mammon had just lowered was instantly raised again, and he quietly moved a little further away from Gabriel.
Gabriel: "..."
She couldn't be bothered to explain to this idiot; taking action was better than anything to prove her innocence.
She raised her only remaining left hand, and a large amount of water vapor condensed in the air, forming two translucent giant Water palms, each tens of meters wide, which slapped fiercely toward Darian from left and right.
Just as the two Water palms were about to close, suddenly yellow sand rose everywhere.
A Sand Giant several hundred meters tall appeared behind Darian, its thick arms blocking the Water palms slapping from both sides, stopping the attack in mid-air.
Just how many abilities does this human have!?
Gabriel felt that Darian was like the Thousand-Armed Guanyin; he appeared to have only two hands on the surface, but in reality, he had who knew how many hands hidden behind his back, always able to pull out various surprising abilities.
The sky full of white light quickly overwhelmed the black tidal wave. Darian instantly broke through the black fog barrier and charged straight in front of Mammon.
"Eat my spear!"
Darian raised the severed arm holding the spear of longinus and made a motion to chop down like a pickaxe.
Seeing this, Mammon not only didn't dodge, but instead showed joy on his face, pushing his round belly forward to meet it.
His true body was sealed in his belly; as long as it was pierced by the spear of longinus, he could use the blood of the Son of God on it to obtain the authority to break the boundaries and descend to the human world.
By then, no matter how strong this human in front of him was, he would only be able to let him manipulate him at will.
A twisted, ferocious face appeared on his belly, with the corners of its mouth stretched to the ears, full of impatient excitement.
The next second, a large foot kicked fiercely into that ferocious face.
Bang!
After a muffled sound, a human-like shadow suddenly arched up from Mammon's back, instantly stretching over a dozen meters away, and then was bounced back into his abdominal cavity by a great force.
Mammon clutched his half-collapsed belly, his face ashen, "You insidious guy!"
He had thought that Hell's demons were already unscrupulous enough, but he hadn't expected the human world to be even more sinister.
No wonder his father liked collecting human souls so much.
These guys had so many tricks up their sleeves that they could be sent to Hell to start working directly without any training.
Darian chuckled, "To deal with evil demons like you, why bother with any chivalrous honor?"
While speaking, he casually blasted away the evil spirits rushing at him, and his fist shadows instantly spread out, enveloping Mammon's entire body.
Mammon was beaten back step by step and hurriedly shouted, "Gabriel, quickly lend me a hand!"
Gabriel looked at her own single arm: "..."
Are you telling Hell jokes here?
She resisted the urge to verbally communicate with Mammon's mother, condensed a light sword in her left hand, flapped her wings to circle behind Darian, and rushed over, intending to perform a pincer attack with Mammon to find an opportunity to retrieve her severed arm.
Just as Gabriel was about to approach, Darian's head suddenly rotated 180 degrees, turning to the position of his original back of the head, his eyes staring straight at her.
Gabriel: (—_—)
The next second, two golden electric beams shot out from Darian's eyes.
Gabriel hurriedly flapped her wings to roll sideways, the electric light grazing her wings and scorching a few feathers.
Darian did not stop; his head began to spin crazily, his eyes locked tightly on Gabriel's figure, the electric light chasing and shooting at her all the way.
That neck even rotated in the same direction dozens of times, almost twisting into a pretzel, completely violating all common sense of human anatomy.
Yet his body remained motionless, continuing to launch attacks toward Mammon in front of him. His head and body were doing their own things, not hindering each other at all.
The scene was eerie and absurd, making one's sanity drop like crazy.
Gabriel was already restless from the evil energy inside her, with thoughts of depravity rising and falling in her mind, and she had to focus on dealing with Darian's electric eyes, so her speed inevitably slowed down.
Darian keenly noticed Gabriel's change and anticipated her movement. Two golden electric beams accurately hit Gabriel's wings, and her figure instantly lost balance.
Taking this opportunity, Darian grabbed Mammon's face with one hand, his arm muscles tensed, and threw him fiercely toward Gabriel's direction.
Throw!
Mammon turned into a black shadow and broke through the air, carrying bursts of sonic booms, smashing heavily into the unbalanced Gabriel, and the two flew backward together.
Darian quickly chased after them, simultaneously taking out a bottle of something, activating a charging skill, and throwing it hard toward the direction of the two.
"Gabriel, eat my shit!"
Gabriel, flying backward, shuddered, the disgusting taste of the Evil God's Blood from last time instantly surging up her throat.
She absolutely could not touch this thing again, or she would truly fall completely and never be able to return to Heaven.
Gabriel didn't even think about it; she reached out and grabbed the dizzy Mammon beside her, blocking him directly in front of herself.
Anyway, Mammon was the Son of Satan; filthy and evil things were at most supplements to him and wouldn't have any effect.
But the moment the glass bottle smashed against Mammon's chest and shattered, he let out a scream so shrill it broke his voice.
A massive, holy white light exploded from his body. His skin was corroded, emitting bursts of white smoke, and at the same time, this holy light sizzled and scorched the black aura around him, with thousands of wronged souls letting out shrill wails.
[Item: holy water (Produced by a Saintess, it has a restraining effect on dark-attribute creatures. If consumed by non-dark creatures, it can dispel evil power and restore a certain amount of health)]
Darian flew over from a distance and shouted loudly, "Archangel, great teamwork! Now that the Son of Satan is at his weakest, join forces with me to take him out!"
Upon hearing this, Mammon immediately kicked the Gabriel behind him away, his eyes red as he roared, "Gabriel, you bastard! You really are an undercover agent! You actually took the opportunity to sneak-attack me, despite how much I trusted you!"
Gabriel: "..."
I'm tired, let's just destroy everything.