For a moment, an idea flashed in Ron and Lilith's mind at the same time: "The people in this 'Twilight' are all so capable, it's really unfathomable!"

Just as the two were chatting about "homework" in the twilight, the angel suddenly came out from the ground, shook the dust on his body, and opened his wings.

"It seems that your situation is pretty good!" Although the Iron Man was raptured in the hands of No. 9, he also saw the angel's situation and laughed, extremely proud.

Lilith was shocked when she saw the angel. She could not have imagined that the angel would have suffered such severe injuries.

The angel's body was covered with black marks caused by explosions, and his wings even his feathers fell a lot. In addition to the golden blood flowing out of his left hand due to injury, gold also faintly oozed out on the huge wings. More eye-catching was the long sword in his hand. The originally bright and gorgeous holy sword was severely damaged and twisted this time. The sword body was broken, and two arc-shaped holes appeared on the sword surface. Only the handle was still intact, and it was firmly held in the angel's right hand.

The two spun round objects of No. 9 still caused serious damage to the angel and the holy sword.

"I didn't expect that the scroll given to me by the leader did not blow you to death!" No. 9 said buzzingly. He threw the Iron Man on the ground beside him, making a dull sound mixed with No. 8's scolding.

"But one hand was broken and the weapon was gone, most of your ability was gone." The hoarse voice of No. 9 echoed in the space, and the two black and white balls were constantly rotating around No. 9, as if they were spiritual, making a whirring sound of wind.

Ron murmured from the side: "These Twilight people seem to be concealing their identities."

"That Iron Man No. 8 didn't," Lilith said.

"That's the person who was originally in the hell plane, no one can recognize this continent!" Ron said.

"In other words, those masked members may be people from this continent. Are they afraid that we will recognize them?"

"There are many talented people in this continent. God knows whether there will be an organization to be established and doing something earth-shaking," Ron nodded and sighed.

He turned around and asked, "Are you okay?", but saw a slender hand resting on his shoulder.

Only then did Lilith realize that her hand was still on Ron's back. She quickly put it back, but whispered: "I'm not in the way!"

Ron smiled and said, "If what I expected is right, you are just weak in your body now and you can recover after a few days of rest. Judging from this situation, you have used divine power, Your Highness the Saint!"

Lilith looked at Ron and suddenly smiled, "It seems that it can't be hidden from the Lord!"

Ron was even more up to speak, but a strange sound came from the air. Ron and Lilith turned their heads and looked, but found that the sound was made by the two black and white balls of No. 9. The two balls suddenly broke away from No. 9 and entwined each other and turned quickly in the air. As the rotation speed became faster and faster, this strange sound came out from the center of the rotation and echoed in this space.

"Send a signal to ask for help?" the angel suddenly shouted, "It's too late!"

The angel's figure suddenly disappeared on the spot and then appeared in front of No. 9. The sword in his hand had already been thrown away, and he reached out to grab him. A fierce fighting sound came from the air, but No. 9 and No. angel had a hand. After seeing several moves, Ron had a conclusion in his mind. Although this angel was hurt, he could still suppress No. 9. He was truly a summoning object of the holy level.

The Nine dodged left and right in the air, and its speed was extremely fast. Even the angel's rapid lightning attack could not be avoided, but it did not dare to directly compete with the angel's attack.

Seeing this, the angel knew that No. 9 was deliberately dodging and delaying time. After thinking for a moment, he turned around and reached his right hand straight into the two rotating black and white balls. After he retracted his hand, the black ball was already in his hand. Although he was struggling constantly, he could not escape from the angel's right hand.

The Ninth tried hard to activate it a few times but failed, as if he was very surprised. He suddenly stepped back and controlled the white ball to fly towards him. That day, he snorted coldly, and appeared between No. 9 and the white ball again. He raised his hand and directly moved the black ball towards the white ball, hoping to destroy No. 9's two weapons in one fell swoop.

The moment the two balls collided, No. 9 retreated, and then the explosion sounded again!

"That's not my weapon," No. 9 said loudly.
Chapter completed!