Versatile Mage: Get the Desert Emperor clone at the start

Chapter 427 The Battle of Angels: Death Angels vs. Holy City Angels, Both Suffer Heavy Losses!
Inside the eerie gray fog!
Uriel was the first to attack, his hands clenched in front of his chest, and murky golden-black energy gathered wildly, transforming into a "Sword of Judgment of the Netherflame" burning with gray flames!
The sword twisted and slashed down towards Michael's head!
Wherever the sword passed, the surrounding gray mist was scorched, leaving behind a sizzling vacuum trail.

"Holy Light must not be defiled!"

Michael let out a roar filled with anger and heartache.

A dazzling holy light erupted from his body without reservation.

He conjured a "Blade of Judgment" in his hand, composed entirely of ultimate holy light, radiating golden light, and fiercely met the attack!
"clang--!!!!!"

The two swords clashed!

It emitted a deafening roar!
The golden holy fire and the gray dead fire clashed violently, creating an energy storm mixed with holy and deathly auras that swept outwards.

The two figures separated as soon as they touched, each pushed backward by the enormous recoil, leaving traces of energy burning on the void "ground".

Another evenly matched match!

A flicker of emotion crossed Uriel's empty eyes; he was clearly not satisfied with this.

He pointed his left hand to the sky and his right hand to the earth, chanting obscure incantations filled with the rhythm of death.

In an instant, the gray-black energy around him boiled like a living thing, transforming into countless "soul-binding chains".

These chains are not physical entities, yet they pierce through space, ignoring Michael's holy light shield, and attempting to trap him!

Michael's soul felt a chilling, tearing sensation.

He roared and plunged the Blade of Judgment into the void before him: "Divine Domain - Radiant Kingdom!"

Centered on him, a miniature golden area composed of pure holy light instantly unfolded!

Within this area, hymns resounded, and phantoms of angels danced.

As soon as the soul-binding chains that were entangling them entered this area, they made a hissing sound and their speed was greatly reduced. The death energy attached to them was quickly purified and weakened.

But Uriel's attacks did not stop.

With a flicker, he transformed into dozens of indistinguishable afterimages of death, launching simultaneous attacks on Michael from all directions!
Each afterimage contained the true power of death, whether it was slashing with a sword, releasing corrosive energy balls, or chanting soul curses, the attacks were like a sudden storm, making it impossible to defend against.

Michael, being in the Kingdom of Light, had his senses heightened to the extreme.

The blade of judgment in his hand danced like the wind, each swing precisely blocking or shattering a deadly afterimage.

The sounds of holy light colliding with death energy were incessant, like countless war drums beating in this space.

Sometimes he would transform into a streak of light, taking the initiative to attack and annihilate several afterimages; at other times he would remain in place, using his boundless holy light to indiscriminately purify.

The battle devolved into the most brutal and mentally taxing close-quarters combat and skill-based contests!
"Holy Nova!" Michael seized an opening, suddenly raising the Blade of Judgment high and detonating the excessive holy light gathered around him!

A golden shockwave formed by a ring of light magic suddenly spread out, like a supernova explosion, dispelling all the afterimages of death around it, along with those troublesome soul-binding chains!
However, just as the holy light erupted, at its peak, and vision was briefly obscured...

Uriel's true form appeared silently behind Michael like a ghost!

The Sword of Judgment in his hand was no longer used for slashing, but rather for striking Michael's back at an extremely tricky angle, like a viper spitting its tongue.

A deadly sense of crisis sent chills down Michael's spine!

He almost relied on his honed fighting instincts to forcefully twist his body and parry the Judgment Blade with a split second!
"Clang—!" The sword tip collided with the blade, erupting in blinding sparks and turbulent energy!
Michael blocked the fatal blow.

But the extreme deathly corrosive power emanating from the sword tip still penetrated the Blade of Judgment and slammed into his spirit body, causing him to let out a muffled groan. His golden spirit body rippled violently, and its light dimmed slightly.

"Uriel! You really... want to kill me?!" Michael was shocked, angry, and even more heartbroken.

Uriel remained expressionless, but his attacks became even more ferocious.

"Touch of Death!" He abandoned his sword, his left hand forming a claw with condensed Styx death energy, and grabbed directly at Michael's face!

If this claw strikes firmly, it could corrupt or even tear apart the angel's soul!
"Holy Shield - Defense!" Michael retreated rapidly, simultaneously mobilizing all the holy light within his domain to condense in front of him into an absolute protective shield engraved with intricate holy runes!
"laugh--!"

The claw of death gripped the holy shield, causing it to tremble violently. The holy runes on the shield flickered, clearly indicating that it was under immense pressure.

The two were locked in a brief struggle, with the powerful holy light and the profound death energy clashing and consuming each other wildly between the shield and the claw.

Michael could clearly sense Uriel's cold, resolute, and utterly devoid of any ulterior motives in his killing intent.

It was a pure will that completely abandoned the past, solely to fulfill the "master's" orders.

The Uriel of this time was not the same person he had been before.

The cracks on the Holy Shield began to increase gradually!

"This can't go on!" Michael gritted his teeth, a resolute glint in his eyes.

He poured more holy power into the Blade of Judgment, causing its light to surge, as if he were holding a shrunken sun, and fiercely stabbed it into Uriel's chest!

Uriel's empty eyes held no emotion at that moment.

Faced with Michael's desperate, resolute attack, filled with grief and rage, he not only did not choose to retreat, but instead made a move that defied all reason—

He completely abandoned all defense!
He casually dispersed the Netherflame Judgment Sword, which was burning with gray death flames, and the protective death aura surrounding his body also instantly subsided.

He exposed himself to Michael's blade of judgment without any defense!
At the same time, his Death Claw struck first, striking fiercely, aiming directly at Michael's chest, which was wide open due to his all-out attack!

This is a suicidal fighting style!

Michael's pupils suddenly contracted. He had never expected Uriel to be so resolute, not even caring about his own life!
It was too late to change tactics at this point.

"Pfft——!"

The Blade of Judgment pierced through Uriel's spirit without any hindrance!
The ultimate divine power erupted within him, and golden holy flames burned wildly from the inside out!

Uriel's spirit became transparent and dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the death fire swirling around him dimmed instantly, like a candle flickering in the wind.

However, almost at the same instant!

Uriel's Death Claw was also firmly imprinted on Michael's chest!
The concentrated Styx death energy directly invaded Michael's body!

He let out a muffled groan that he couldn't suppress, his whole body twisting and trembling violently.

The two archangels, like kites with broken strings, were thrown out in opposite directions at the same time, and finally "fell" heavily to the ground!
Both sides suffer!

(End of this chapter)