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M: TSIA Chapter 155: Birdman
🕑 Added 2025-04-30 14:16:26 +0000 UTCAll of this made him feel more at ease. All these matters were only at the Planetary level—a level that, while dangerous, was not frightening enough for Lance, who had trained his powers to their limits.
Defeat Amenadiel. That was all Lance could think.
Even if Amenadiel lost, Lance knew Amenadiel could contact his parents for help. If he won, of course, Lance would gain even more advantages. At the very least, the greatest benefit to be gained was from the angelic feathers scattered around them, which were already tempting enough to fight over.
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Kyōka Suigetsu and the Holy Spear clashed, creating dazzling white sparks that blinded the eyes. An extraordinary shockwave occurred in an instant, and a rumbling sound echoed, as if heaven and earth were shaking together. The once-solid floor beneath their feet shattered into pieces, and the entire bar creaked as if struggling to withstand the unimaginable force of the impact.
"Hey, are you going to bring down my bar?!" Lucifer shouted in an annoyed tone, his voice booming from behind the partially destroyed bar.
Lance stood tall, with his back to the moon hanging high in the sky. The soft moonlight illuminated Lance's figure, but suddenly his sharp eyes glinted with a much dimmer yet very clear shine. "Then let’s change the battlefield!" Lance said, swiftly slicing the air in front of him, creating a ripple that cut through space.
The space in front of Lance suddenly transformed, reflecting magnificent lines, as if it had become a crystal illuminating the entire room with a beautiful shimmer, creating the illusion of a mirror dimension.
However, not long after, a cold, piercing voice sounded from Amenadiel's direction. "Human, the battlefield will be determined by me!" Amenadiel declared with authority.
In an instant, two magic circles appeared with Amenadiel's eyes at their center, eyes that began to emit a bright red light so dazzling, like a fire ready to scorch everything around Amenadiel.
A beam of pure and powerful red light immediately shattered the mirror dimension thrown by Lance, unraveling the space with incredible force, and swiftly moved toward Lance with deadly speed.
"Shit!" Lance muttered under his breath, his eyes narrowing in calculation. Quickly, Lance touched Kyōka Suigetsu in front of him. Instantly, a spiritual shield appeared with a roar, as if invisible matter and energy were now protecting him.
Whoosh!
As the bright red beam struck the spirit particle shield, a loud screeching sound was heard, like a piece of meat placed on a hot iron plate. Miraculously, instead of blue-white sparks, dark lightning flashed through the air, as if a large crack had formed in the sky.
With a resonating "click," the shield and the light collided, and a powerful shockwave spread, destroying the surrounding space. The dark cracks resembled shards of glass bouncing, expanding in all directions, shattering almost every corner of the once-bustling bar.
Suddenly, with agile movement, Mazikeen leaped out from behind the bar, her movements quick and graceful like a female leopard ready to pounce. In an instant, a pitch-black dagger appeared in Mazikeen's palm, glowing with a sharp killer aura. With skilled motion, Mazikeen plunged the dagger into the layers of thick black cracks forming in the air.
All the anxiety that had previously filled the room vanished instantly. Not only did the ongoing destruction cease, but the screams of panic from the people also fell silent in unspoken fear. Mazikeen's succubus brainwashing technique proved to be just as formidable as Dr. Druid's abilities.
"I told you both, enough!" Lucifer stood tall in front of the destroyed bar, his red eyes glowing with dangerous light. The blood-red demon appearance seemed alive, flickering, and angrily, Lucifer waved his hand. "Amenadiel, little sorcerer, if you want to fight, find a quieter place! Don’t mess with me here!"
The two men stopped abruptly. They exchanged wary glances. Lance, already aware of Lucifer's reputation as a notorious hell demon, felt an inevitable tension. Although the Sorcerer Supreme had warned that Lucifer would not act recklessly, doubt still filled Lance's mind, especially when facing this visibly furious demon.
The same goes for Amenadiel, who also appeared wary of Lucifer, though Amenadiel's proud demeanor showed a hint of confusion.
After a few tense seconds, the black angel snorted coldly and swung his Holy Spear towards Lance. "Mortal, do you still wish to fight?"
Lance shrugged casually, a cynical smile on his lips. "Birdman, the winner has yet to be decided!"
Defeating an archangel, even a smaller version, would certainly earn him a significant reward. How could Lance pass up such an opportunity?
"Hey human, you will be punished for your blasphemy!" Amenadiel said with a trembling voice, his eyes now shining with golden light, leaving no trace of humanity. Amenadiel's proud and powerful appearance reflected that of an unparalleled angel.
However, Lance merely scoffed without fear. "Birdman, you will be punished for your arrogance."
Whoosh!
Amenadiel stared at Lance with a sharp gaze for a moment before his form transformed into a black flash that shot swiftly into the dark night sky, leaving a streak of lightning in the darkness.
Hmm... Amenadiel's skin was pitch black, like a starless night sky, with wings almost the same color, flying at an almost undetectable speed. In the pitch-black night, if one wasn't careful, Amenadiel's shadow could easily be swallowed by the darkness.
Lance tilted his head slightly, gazing at the Fallen Angel King with a sharp and curious look. "Mr. Lucifer, if I help get rid of that angel, will there be a thank-you reward?"
Lucifer laughed, his voice sounding like the gentle trickle of rushing water. "You want to get rid of Amenadiel?" Lucifer laughed as if he had heard a very funny joke. "If you can get rid of Amenadiel, I will definitely give you a very nice reward. But... you don't need to get rid of him. As long as you can defeat Amenadiel, making him humble himself a bit and not be so stiff, I will also reward you. How about that?"
Lance raised an eyebrow, the expression on his face reflecting astonishment. "Is that guy really that strong?"
