Chapter 56: The Second Generation Overwhelms the Aspiring Third Generation

Chapter Fifty-Six: The Third Generation Candidate Overwhelmed by the Second Generation

Without the suppression of the Void Engine, Yunyang erupted in fury. With the help of two angel warriors who had just arrived to support him, they swiftly dispatched the gluttonous beast who had just pressed a gun to his face and fired.

"God, are you alright?" The angel warrior who had just arrived looked at Yunyang, whose face was covered in blood, and asked nervously.

"Do I look alright?" Yunyang wiped the blood from his face and replied indistinctly.

His face was ruined now; a fire burned in Yunyang's heart, and he felt an urge to blow up all these gluttonous ships. Unfortunately, his strength did not allow it.

He glared resentfully at the spaceship not far away and, supported by the two angel warriors, returned to the Angel Blade's council hall.

On Demon One, Morgana, who was observing the battle, was furious. "What is wrong with these gluttons? They were almost inside, and now they leave a pile of corpses and retreat? After I opened the gate for them, is this all they can do?"

"Queen, that gluttonous king, Devourer, seems to have been taken out," Atto said, having just noticed Devourer's status.

"What? Didn’t he have the Void Engine Karl gave him? How useless!"

Taking a deep breath to calm herself, Morgana spoke again, "Such a good opportunity wasted by the gluttons. Atto, go to them and demand supplies—double what we spent opening the gate."

"Yes, Queen," Atto replied, leaving immediately upon receiving her command.

Angel Yan, who had just been ambushed by Ruoning, received a communication from Angel Moy.

"Queen, the gluttonous army has retreated. Yunyang killed Gluttonous King Devourer."

"This kid is quite capable, isn't he? No more talking, things are a bit messy here." After replying to Moy, Angel Yan turned to face her attacker.

Moy looked at Yunyang, who was receiving treatment, and said, "God, you focus on your recovery. The Queen seems to be in trouble, so I won't keep you company."

Because Devourer’s campaign had ended in failure, the angels guarding the Angel Blade suffered almost no casualties. The worst off was someone who had taken a blast from the main cannon and was now lying in a nearby medical pod.

Those angels who had gone through the wormhole suffered more seriously. Several squads were ambushed by male angels who had predicted their teleportation points and were killed before they could react. This was the main reason for the heavy losses among the angels in the solar system.

Upon hearing that Angel Yan was in trouble, Yunyang, who only had superficial wounds, couldn’t afford to pretend to be pitiful any longer. She was, after all, Ge Xiaolun’s fiancée—what if she was lost and someone else tried to poach her? He had to help.

He hurriedly asked, "Do you have your Queen's coordinates? I can go check on her."

Surprised, Moy glanced at Yunyang and provided a set of coordinates.

Upon receiving them, Yunyang realized the location was less than a light-year away—not far at all.

He gave Moy, who was preparing to take off, an OK gesture, and slowly disappeared from Angel Blade Seven.

Yunyang had just appeared on an unknown planet when he saw a chaotic battle in the sky—a group of white-winged angels fighting—while on the ground, two beings without wings faced off.

He assessed the situation: four female angel warriors were fighting fifteen male angels, each bearing wounds.

Such beautiful angel maidens, covered in blood, made Yunyang’s heart ache deeply.

There was absolutely no ulterior motive in this concern; these angels had come to help Earth defeat the demons. Yunyang’s sympathy was pure camaraderie—whether you believe it or not, he did.

He opened his own dark dimension, activated the quantum field, and linked up with the four angels engaged in battle.

Windchime was a new-generation angel warrior, serving as part of the Queen’s personal guard, and had followed her to this nameless planet.

While on alert, a group of sky scum suddenly appeared. With the Queen present, as a member of the guard, she couldn’t let them tarnish the Queen’s sight.

As the first to charge, she used her Godslayer Spear to kill a sky scum, reducing him to ashes.

But the sky scum were experienced fighters, coordinating in groups of three and becoming nearly invincible. After the initial advantage, the rest of the time they were overwhelmed by superior numbers, and her sisters fighting alongside her were all wounded.

Just when they were about to falter, Windchime suddenly felt herself imbued with some special power—her wounds healing, energy recovering, and even her computational abilities enhanced.

Though she didn’t know what was happening, her instincts as a warrior drove her to use this boost to slay another sky scum.

Seeing the four angel maidens suddenly display divine might after receiving his empowerment, Yunyang felt he didn’t need to intervene—watching the show was much more enjoyable.

Having made up his mind, Yunyang found a clean-looking rock to sit on, took out his Dragon Spear, and prepared to pick off a male angel who looked particularly disagreeable.

At this moment, both Angel Yan and Ruoning noticed Yunyang. Angel Yan merely glanced at him in surprise, unsure why he was here.

Ruoning, however, couldn’t keep her composure. She knew Yunyang—if not for him, she might have succeeded in winning over Angel Leng.

"Kid, if you know what’s good for you, leave now. This is an internal conflict of angel civilization and has nothing to do with Earth," Ruoning said, suppressing her anger and trying to speak calmly, knowing Yunyang could empower others in combat.

"Hmm? You fight, it’s none of my business. I’m just watching these angel maidens—so beautiful, they can’t be killed," Yunyang replied, glancing at Ruoning with her sword, unconcerned.

As Yunyang and Ruoning spoke, three male angels suddenly formed a formation and charged at a female angel warrior.

She hurried to parry, but the first attack staggered her, breaking her defensive stance.

The second attack knocked her Godslayer Spear from her hands, and the third attack was about to end her life.

Watching from below, Yunyang wouldn’t allow it. He hurled his Dragon Spear, which shot like a streak of light toward the third male angel.

Sensing the attack, the male angel quickly withdrew his sword and dodged, demonstrating his rich combat experience.

He glared at Yunyang and prepared to continue attacking the now weaponless female angel.

At that moment, the Dragon Spear made a 180-degree turn, flying straight at the male angel. Not anticipating the attack to curve, he had no time to react and was impaled from the sky, nailed fiercely to the ground.

A male angel with the power of a second-generation superwarrior stood no chance against the Godslayer weapon; lightning flashed, and after a scream, he ceased to exist.

The female angel who had just been overwhelmed now noticed Yunyang. Seeing him eliminate a sky scum in one strike, her beautiful eyes shone with excitement beneath her helmet.

Unfortunately, Yunyang couldn’t see her eyes due to the helmet—otherwise, he would have given her a doting glance.

Witnessing their comrade killed instantly by a black-armored warrior, the male angels felt a tremendous threat. Three of them instantly reacted, raising their swords and charging at Yunyang.

Seeing the three angels rushing at him, Yunyang drew his beloved King Sword (the Dragon Lance scoffed: “Men”), adopting a defensive stance.

It was the same triple assault as before, but this time the target was Yunyang.

The first attack arrived, and the male angel’s sword was snapped.

The second attack—another broken sword.

The third attack—yet another sword broken.

The three male angels retrieved their broken swords midair and exchanged bewildered glances. What was going on? Had the Flaming-class swords become obsolete?

No choice, though their swords were broken, the fight had to continue—especially since the black-armored warrior was now wielding the Godslayer Spear.

Yunyang hurled his Dragon Spear again without looking, raised his sword, and even taunted the three male angels by beckoning them with his finger.

They exchanged glances, surrounded Yunyang, and brandished swords now half their original length. Poverty was the only reason.

This time, before they could attack, Yunyang struck first—his weapon now much shorter, boosting his confidence.

He swept his sword at a male angel, who tried to block but his sword became even shorter.

Seeing his successful attack, Yunyang pressed the advantage with a forceful overhead chop.

The enemy blocked again, but with his sword broken, his habitual defense failed to stop the King Sword, which split it in two.

Witnessing this, Yunyang gave a cruel smile and turned to the two male angels charging at him.

He raised his sword to block, but their combat experience was exceptional—one aimed for Yunyang’s neck, the other for his abdomen.

Knowing he couldn’t block both, Yunyang protected his neck. With a slicing sound, his left abdomen was slashed clear through, nearly severing his waist.

In a grim determination, Yunyang plunged the King Sword into the chest of the angel he was blocking, splitting him from left shoulder to right chest.

Dust swirled, and another bisected corpse fell to the earth.

Seeing their comrade stabbed, yet split in two, the remaining male angel swallowed nervously, calming his rapidly beating heart.

He closed in again, and after a flash, Yunyang gained another wound.

The male angel, seeing his attack succeed, judged Yunyang’s abilities as strange but felt confident as long as he avoided Yunyang’s sword.

With his combat experience, he believed it wouldn’t be difficult to take Yunyang down.

"Again!" The now-blooded male angel shouted, charging at Yunyang.

Because Yunyang lacked close-combat experience, he missed with his sword and took another hit.

Twice failing to land a blow while being wounded, Yunyang felt frustrated—a candidate for third generation, yet being dominated by a second generation? How humiliating!

How could he maintain his reputation in this universe? Though his abilities were mostly supportive, he still had the heart of a true fighter.