Chapter 85 Are you guys riding horses together? ! !
The tranquility of the woods was frozen for an instant, and a sense of tension filled the air.
The warm smile of the black angel who claimed to be from heaven gradually faded, his eyes became sharp, he examined the man in front of him, and asked expressionlessly: "What did you just say?"
"I told you to get out, n--brother!"
Lango deliberately lengthened the ending of Nico's voice, then spread his hands and asked: "Is it clear enough?"
Amana, who was scolded again, did not get angry or fight back as Lango expected. After the golden light in his eyes flashed a few times, a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Ignorant human being, do you know what kind of existence you are talking to?"
"I don't need to know, and I have no interest in knowing."
Lange did not flinch and looked at each other firmly, "No matter who comes today, don't try to take this bastard away from under my nose! Even if this guy is going to die, he must die in my hands!"
"As for you."
He took a few glances at the guy's attire, and then said disdainfully: "In my eyes, you are just a nigger freak with wings!"
"What, are you handsome with golden eyes? If you can shoot two lasers to kill me, if you can't, get out of here! Otherwise, I'll take care of you too!"
Amana's patience was finally exhausted by Rango's continuous provocations. Although he could not attack with obscene words like the man opposite him, his dignity as an angel could not be tarnished, so he chose the most direct way to respond. .
Clang——!
The harsh sound of metal clashing suddenly sounded in the air!
Immediately afterwards, Lange, who was originally staying opposite him, was suddenly knocked away by an invisible sword energy, and fell heavily in the distance, his life or death uncertain.
Amana flapped his wings slightly, and a feather fell leisurely. He glanced indifferently in the direction of Rango and shook his head, "How dare a mortal dare to blaspheme God?"
Then, he turned his gaze to the ravine at his feet.
There, the yellow-eyed demon was lying in a pool of blood, missing an arm, and black smoke was constantly pouring out of the big hole in his chest. This was a symbol of his strength and a sign that the fire of life was about to extinguish.
"You are dying, Azazel." Amana said calmly.
"Oh, isn't this what you expected?" Huang Yan smiled bitterly, recalling the past, "When I followed Lucifer and fell into hell, you cursed us for falling."
Amana was silent for a moment and sighed softly: "Come with me, I will see you off on your last journey with dignity."
"Thank you, old friend." Huang Yan nodded gratefully, barely supporting his broken body.
Originally, he had been seriously injured after being hit twice by the Colt revolver. Then the Winchester boy suddenly called out a giant dragon for some reason, and then the guy's body The strength increased countless times.
Coupled with that fist that glowed blue, he almost beat him to death with just one punch.
But even though he managed to survive for a while longer, his body and soul were already in pieces, and he was at the end of his strength at this moment.
"I really want to see my lord for the last time." Huang Yan looked at the fissure in hell that was constantly spewing out demons, feeling infinite sadness in his heart.
Amana smiled and then comforted: "I have already informed him. If nothing else happens, you will be able to see him later."
The heavy gloom on the yellow-eyed face was instantly dispelled, his eyes flashed with surprise, and his breath was filled with gratitude: "That's great! Thank you Amana."
Amana nodded gently, with a smile on his lips as well. The past grudges between the two seemed to disappear at this moment, and they returned to the time when they shared the order of heaven.
However, this "warmth" scene was instantly torn apart by a deafening roar——
"You nigga who fucked Fuck!"
Along with the roar, a red shadow shot out from the forest like lightning!
Lango was surrounded by a terrifying aura, and there was a white scar on his chest. It was the slash from Amana just now. Although Lango was knocked away with just one strike, it could not break him [The Body of the Dragon] 】 defense.
Lango took advantage of the high speed of the [Sports Car Head] and the terrifying power given by the [Dragon Body], and his blue-lit fist hit Amana directly.
However--
His sure-hit punch froze in mid-air the moment it was about to hit!
Time seemed to be grasped tightly by invisible hands, and the flow rate dropped sharply!
Amana looked on coldly, with a hint of ridicule at the corner of his mouth: "Did no one tell you that when the angel comes, time will also surrender?"
At this time, Lange was in mid-air, as if he was restrained by the weight of the deep sea. Every inch of movement had to overcome unimaginable resistance.
He glared angrily at the two guys in front of him, the winged black birdman and the yellow-eyed hell demon
Lango gritted his teeth and angrily yelled: "You guys are riding horses together?!"
Amana was full of confidence and smiled contemptuously: "You, a mortal, don't need to know so much, just remember a few things for me. Fallen angels are also angels and cannot be judged by humans. Azazel's fate is not your turn. Decide!"
After saying that, time returned to normal flow, and Lango fell heavily to the ground.
Just when he was about to get up and give chase, time froze again, and the invisible force tightly bound him again.
Amana raised his hand to lift Huang Yan up, cast a disdainful glance at Rango, and prepared to leave with Huang Yan.
However, just when he lifted his steps, a deafening roar broke out behind him!
A burst of blue light surged like a tide, miraculously reviving the space that was imprisoned by time, and slowly restored its flow.
Amana turned around suddenly, her eyes filled with disbelief. Lange clenched his right fist and hit the ground hard again and again.
Although the fist speed was extremely slow, every impact was accompanied by a bright blue light blooming, and time seemed to tremble and revive under his power.
"This" Amana said in shock: "What kind of divine power is this that can actually shake the angel's time spell?"
As an angel, all the divine power Amana possesses comes from the blessing of God.
Therefore, almost all the magic power obtained by believing in God can't harm him, but Lango can actually break the time stagnated by him with one punch.
This only proves that the divine power used by this boy does not come from God!
"I have never seen it, either in the East, Europe or Egypt. Anyway, the source of this boy's power is very strange." Huang Yan was also puzzled: "Speaking of which, the descendants of this generation of the Winchester family are very strange. Weird, this Lango is like this, his two brothers are like this, and his sister Megan is like this."
He didn't know what horrible memories he had thought of, and his face was very ugly.
"Haha, it's interesting. All of his grandfather Anderson's divine power comes from our Lord, but I didn't expect that his descendants would become pagans!"
Amana, who was originally prepared to ignore Lango, stopped, sneered and looked at Lango with interest, who was still punching the ground one after another.
The yellow eyes on the side seemed to have seen his thoughts, and reminded: "Judging from the battle just now, this boy's divine power is very lethal to hell creatures, so be careful."
"Hahaha"
Amana laughed, the wings on her back suddenly spread out, and holy light filled the surroundings.
"It's a pity that I am not a creature from hell, but a law enforcer from heaven, the Archangel of the Council!"
Bang--!
The moment he finished speaking, a crisp sound of glass breaking suddenly sounded!
Lango has successfully broken the time spell that surrounded him.
After roaring angrily, he shot up and rushed to Amana!
This time, the birdman on the opposite side did not use the same trick of time manipulation as before, but started fighting hand to hand with him fist to fist.
A series of collision sounds exploded in the air, and each collision was accompanied by a violent surge of airflow, as if even the space was trembling.
Amana moved quickly, and while dodging, his face could not help but become serious.
The man opposite him who had fallen into a violent state, his physical strength alone actually exceeded his own with the blessing of God's divine power!
Not only that, this guy is also incredibly fast, and it's not just fast. Every attack he makes carries a super-speed kinetic energy bonus. How does this kid practice? !
Buzz——!
At this moment, Amana's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, as if blending into the void.
Lange, who had the sense of a giant dragon, was startled for a moment and then suddenly raised his head.
In the sky directly above, the nigger's two white-furred wings suddenly spread out, and in the next second, streaks of sharp-edged feathers fell toward him like a heavy rain!
Lango immediately started the [Sports Car Head] with all his strength. He had already seen the power of these feathers. The impact of almost every one was comparable to a cannonball!
He then shouted back, "Toothless!"
When the black dragon over there was spitting out thunder and burning demons, it immediately spread its wings and flew over. Then it opened its huge mouth and spit out a huge thunder ball towards Amana in the air!
In the midst of lightning and flint, Amana was caught off guard and was directly hit by the lightning ball, and was knocked away like a kite with its string broken.
Lango immediately flew out. After catching up with him, he raised his blue fist and punched him mercilessly!
In an instant, the dust was flying, and a pit several meters deep was directly drilled into the ground. Amana was lying at the bottom of the pit, spitting out golden blood, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.
"How is that possible?"
Amana wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with difficulty, her eyes full of shock and confusion, "Isn't your blue fist only effective against hell creatures?"
Lango walked slowly. He did not answer the birdman's question, but raised his fist again, preparing to give the arrogant bastard the final blow.
However, at this moment, the familiar feeling of restraint hit him again, solidifying his body tightly in the air.
Amana struggled to stand up from the ground and looked at Lango with cold eyes: "Your strength is very good, but it's a pity that you are just a reckless man after all."
After speaking, he was not ready to attack Lango, but waved his wings and prepared to leave with Yellow Eyes.
Lango looked at their backs, filled with anger. He punched the ground angrily, trying to break the time spell that bound him with every impact, as if venting his inner unwillingness and anger.
At this critical moment, a miracle happened.
The resistance that originally trapped him like shackles suddenly disappeared!
At the same time, excited cheers from Clary, Amanda and others came from not far away: "It's done! The magic circle is finally done!"
But Amana, who was waving his wings, suddenly froze, and the wings behind his back retracted feebly!
Immediately afterwards, a fist blast accompanied by angry curses sounded from behind.
"Fuck that nigger birdman from Fuck!"
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