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Chapter 284 Escape from death, everything is part of the plan (please subscribe)

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Wingate kept coughing up blood. He lay weakly on the ground, his distracted eyes looking at the dim sky through the broken eyepiece helmet. The approaching death stopped, allowing him to continue to live in this world with a lingering breath.

He could feel his own weakness, his own pain, his own unbearability, his whole body ached, and the blood flowed out of his body and was sucked dry by the mud and dust in the ruins.

"You are getting more and more unbearable. You dare not deal with me, so you pick on the weaklings. It's really embarrassing."

Dante stared at the behemoth in front of him without fear. The aura exuding from his body was enough to ignore the difference in size between the two sides and overwhelm the opponent.

Manzeco's blood-red eyes stared at Dante, showing a trace of fear and uneasiness. They did not show the same arrogance and contempt as when facing Wingate. Even in the face of Dante's ridicule, they did not show any fear or uneasiness. Dare to show any anger.

"Cursed one, abandoned one, you were able to break through the trap I set so quickly and come here. To be honest, I am really surprised."

"There are more unexpected things waiting for you." Dante pointed the tip of the Yama Blade at Manzeco, without concealing his murderous intention, "Consider your last words."

"Perhaps we can talk." Manzeco considered his words, which was completely different from his attitude towards Wingate just now. "There is no need for you to continue to serve your clown king. As long as you are willing, you can devote yourself to the Supreme Being." In the embrace of God, you will gain immortal life and power beyond the imagination of mortal beings, and you will live through one cosmic era after another."

"And what you have to do is very simple. Let the weeping angels, my lord's descendants, continue to live, and help them quickly expand their population, so that my lord can come to reality."

A sneer appeared on Dante's face, but it was blocked by the black armor helmet and Manzeco couldn't see it.

Before, he was still thinking about why the other party wanted to attack the two of them, but now everything was clear, why he tried to keep them here.

Now everything has the answer. The Weeping Angel is a descendant of the Supreme God. It is obvious that the other party is worried that he will kill the Weeping Angel when he returns, and Dante does intend to do so.

The Supreme God obviously did not want his followers to be wiped out like this, so he sent this overlord angel to try to prevent Dante from returning to his original point in time.

As long as Dante fails to go back, everything will be changed. Weeping angels will quickly flood the galaxy and eventually become beacons to receive the return of the Supreme God.

Knowing the other party's plan, Dante became more determined. The more the enemy opposed it, the more the empire should do it. If they don't want them to go back, then they must go back. The empire will surely win, and the God Emperor will definitely defeat all demons and demons.

"Are you talking in your sleep? I never thought that you who were born from nightmares and fears would talk nonsense like this. Let your false god go away, otherwise one day, its head will be It will become an ornament for my emperor’s throne.”

Such blasphemous remarks made Manzeco look angry, "You dare to blaspheme my master."

"I'm going to kill it." Dante shouted as he rushed towards Manzeco. Even though the size of the two sides was very different, Dante's aura and bravery offset everything, and the surging soulless power came from him. It poured out from his body, like invisible flames surrounding his body.

Manzeco's tentacles waving in the air began to wither and break before they even touched Dante.

The realm of reality is the home of the soulless. Their own soulless force field can help the universe repair the curtain between reality and illusion, and bring everything that has distorted reality back on track.

Although Manzeco is an eternal existence, it relies heavily on subspace. Once the veil is strengthened and the ether is suppressed, it will become weak. Those withered and broken tentacles are the best evidence.

Ding Ding waved the Yama Blade angrily and slashed at the incoming tentacles, easily cutting off all of them. "Today is your death. If you dare to offend our emperor or provoke the empire, you will be killed." Completely erased.”

"We cannot be destroyed, we belong to subspace." Manzeko roared, "We are eternal, we are immortal, and we belong to the highest heaven."

Manzeco waved his tentacles and slapped Dante again. The tyrant angel knew very well that he did not have enough strength to fight against the minions of the curse. This was the real world and the home of that damn Clown King.

While fighting Dante, it attempts to disintegrate its own body until the entire body collapses, allowing the soul to escape and return to the subspace.

It must not die at the hands of Dante. If it is killed by Dante, unless its owner is willing to spend unimaginable costs and risk falling from the divine status to force it back, it will never be able to be resurrected and come back. .

"Then let's give it a try." Dante jumped up, a roaring voice came from the helmet's speaker, and all the tentacles blocking the way were cut off.

His attack made Manzeco passive. The tentacles it waved could not resist the opponent at all. In a short while, the battlefield was full of writhing tentacles.

Accompanied by roars and roars, Dante rushed and slashed all the way, and finally passed through layers of obstacles. The last sword swung out and stabbed Manzeco's huge twisted body, causing it to let out a harsh wailing sound.

Then, Dante saw its body shrinking rapidly. The huge body like a mountain continued to disintegrate, melting like wax, dripping on the ground and turning into rolling steam and foul-smelling pus.

The huge body became shattered, and even the church collapsed, turning into rubble scattered on the ground, with smoke, dust and steam intertwined and billowing.

The powerful Tyrant Angel huddled in the rubble, its whole body trembling, stinky blood flowing out of its wounds, and it let out a pitiful cry, like pleading or praying.

"Poor guy." Dante walked up to Manzeco, "This is the price you pay for trying to challenge the empire, and it is also the price the master behind you needs to pay. I know it can hear it, and these words are to tell it Yes. The Milky Way belongs to the Empire, and the universe also belongs to the Empire. You false gods are just remnants of ancient phantoms, trying to live through the flesh, blood and soul of real creatures. You once fooled my people, but we will never do it again in the future. That's a mistake. We will banish you false gods forever. If you are not willing to die, then we will kill you and send your heads to the Imperial Memorial Hall. Remember, you should only and have already As a companion of the vanished past, we are no longer qualified to dictate to this universe.”

From the depths of the invisible subspace, angry roars were heard, setting off a storm that was enough to frighten every creature.

Many creatures that could sense the subspace trembled. They didn't know what happened. They only knew that the legendary gods were furious.

"The right people will get more help, but the wrong people will get less help. The empire is becoming more and more hateful." In an unknown dark world, a beautiful woman said in a sarcastic tone.

Beside the woman, there were believers in black robes. They were silent and stood like sculptures. The occasional flash of thunder illuminated the reverse cross emblem on their foreheads.