Guangyu's long sword slashed at the fourth-order worm, making a sound of metal and iron, but it could not advance even an inch.

Wow.

The wings behind Moshara vibrated again, and hundreds more divine feathers emerged.

The power of magic wings, Thousand Feather Strike!

The divine feathers swept down towards Han Yang like a violent storm.

Zheng!

The sound of swords echoed through the void.

Under the blessing of the Divine Presence Curse, Han Yang slashed out with one strike.

Four Symbols Cursed Seal Knife, Suzaku Dance!

The most comprehensive move among the Four Symbols Cursed Seal Knife, it is the most gorgeous attack of the Demon Wing clan.

Endless sword light, against the divine power of Qianyu!

Clang, clang clang clang!

The sounds of gold and iron clashing come and go.

Every impact caused a terrifying shock wave.

The defensive formation of the city lord's palace was torn apart again.

Those two unlucky lieutenants accidentally turned into dust in the aftermath of the divine power before they even had time to scream.

The city lord's mansion suddenly collapsed.

Shockwaves raged wildly in Castlevania.

When the sword light falls, the divine feather disappears.

Half of the Castlevania has been reduced to ruins.

Moshaluo shook his wings and stood in the void, looking at Han Yang with cold eyes.

"Who are you exactly?"

She vaguely noticed that Han Yang's attack method was completely biased towards humans, and he did not use the attack methods of the true spirits of hell at all.

What’s even weirder is that the true spirit of hell possessing humans cannot be so powerful.

The spectrum is too strong.

She couldn't see through the mysterious true spirit of hell in front of her at all.

Han Yang also stood opposite the void and said indifferently: "I need a follower. Maybe you can follow me for half a year..."
Chapter completed!