Chapter Thirty-Two: The Position Still Holds

Chapter Thirty-Two: The Position Still Stands

"See, my friends don’t really like you."

Liang Bing emphasized the word "friends" with particular weight, then turned away from Hua Ye and addressed Rose.

"Could you give me a suit of armor, Rose?"

"No." Rose refused without hesitation, her words as sparse as ever.

Liang Bing didn’t get angry, but continued, "This man is a male angel from thirty thousand years ago, a royal descendant. Based on my estimation, his strength is about equal to mine." Without waiting for Rose’s reply, she went on, "Alright then, I won’t need your armor. This time, let me give you a little something."

With a wave of her hand, a double-pointed arm blade appeared in Rose’s hand, resembling the original Red’s claws from CrossFire, though golden in color. A shield with golden patterns appeared in Wei Qi’s hand.

Seeing Rose shake the arm blade in dissatisfaction, Liang Bing explained, "Wei Qi, with your combat abilities, just focus on defense with this shield." Then she looked at Rose and continued, "Rose, this arm blade is even sharper than the Sword of Flame. From now on, use this—I’m giving it to you, so you won’t have to envy Angel Yan’s Sword of Flame anymore."

Rose wanted to ask how Liang Bing knew she envied Angel Yan’s sword, but in the end, she held back, only casting a skeptical glance at Liang Bing in her Morgana form.

"Am I supposed to fight for Morgana now? That one just now looked like an angel." Wei Qi said, feeling a little uneasy.

Liang Bing glanced at Wei Qi. She felt the need to clarify. "You’re fighting for your country and your people, because that male angel Hua Ye is a catastrophe destined to destroy the world."

Just as Liang Bing finished her explanation, three male angels appeared in the sky, flying rapidly toward the trio. Liang Bing was unconcerned, only reminding Wei Qi to use the shield for defense.

Seeing the three male angels charging fiercely, Wei Qi and Rose didn’t have time to think, quickly assuming defensive stances.

The fastest one attacked Liang Bing directly, but she dodged the assault with a wormhole jump. Rose followed suit, evading another male angel’s attack. Wei Qi braced himself, raising his shield to block the last angel’s powerful strike. He was knocked back five or six meters, sparks flying from his black armored boots scraping the ground—a testament to the force of the attack. Fortunately, with the support of his dark alloy armor, he managed to withstand it.

No sooner had Wei Qi steadied himself than Rose and Liang Bing appeared at his sides. Rose turned to Liang Bing, puzzled. "You can use wormholes too?"

"I can do everything," Liang Bing said with a touch of pride, lifting her chin, but her expression quickly hardened as she urged, "Quick, take cover!"

Above, a female angel clad in black armor with golden stripes was aiming her bow at the nearby gas station. Liang Bing had spotted her.

In the instant Liang Bing spoke, a dark energy arrow flew, striking the gas station. It exploded with a thunderous roar and shockwave.

Liang Bing reacted swiftly, shoving Wei Qi aside—he was most vulnerable—and the blast swept her off her feet. It took all her effort to regain her balance.

But as she struggled against the smoke and dust, two male angels emerged from the haze. The leader stabbed Liang Bing in the abdomen, the blade piercing through her. Before she could cry out in pain, the second angel slashed her.

Thanks to years of battle experience and exceptional combat instincts, the first angel yanked out his sword and soared skyward, then dove, nailing Liang Bing to the ground.

Pinned to the earth, Liang Bing realized she was still far from mortally wounded—her fourth-generation god body ensured that these attacks only brought pain, not fatal injury. Anger flooded her heart as she endured the agony.

With fury blazing, her fist found the angel’s face in a brutal blow. The angel spun through the air, landing by the roadside, his fate uncertain.

Liang Bing pulled the sword from her body and tossed it to the stunned Wei Qi’s feet, about to speak, but another angel seized her in a chokehold.

Seeing his comrade sent flying, the nearby angel slipped behind Liang Bing, locking her neck, intent on snapping it.

Wei Qi glanced at the sword at his feet, then at Liang Bing struggling against the angel. After a fierce internal struggle, he finally snatched up the sword and charged at the angel behind Liang Bing.

The male angel, seeing an earthling in dark alloy armor rushing toward him, cursed Wei Qi’s foolishness. He raised his hand and unleashed a golden energy ring—similar in principle to the dark energy spheres used by demons, though differently shaped.

Wei Qi saw the golden ring coming and knew it spelled trouble. He lifted his shield, blocking the ring, which detonated with a bang like a firecracker. His confidence surged. With a leap, he aimed to decapitate the angel with a single strike.

The angel, surprised that Wei Qi—a mere mortal without super genes—had blocked his attack, felt a twinge of caution. But when Wei Qi leaped high, he dismissed his guard entirely, a smile curling his lips. After all, a person who can’t fly is just offering himself up.

Ordinary mortals are ordinary, lacking combat experience. While airborne, Wei Qi couldn’t dodge; the angel repeated his tactic, launching another energy ring.

As Wei Qi saw the angel’s smile, he realized he'd been careless, but there was no way to avoid the attack midair. He took the hit head-on.

The moment the ring struck him, a powerful blast sent Wei Qi flying, his sword slipping from his grasp and plunging into the roadside grass.

The angel who had just knocked Wei Qi away remarked smugly, "How adorable."

His grip loosened as he focused on Wei Qi, allowing Liang Bing to break free. The angel pushed her away and rocketed skyward.

But before he could ascend more than a few meters, Liang Bing seized his throat. Ignoring his struggles, she smiled, "You’re quite adorable yourself."

Just as Liang Bing was about to finish him, the angel she’d punched earlier regained consciousness. Seeing his comrade in Liang Bing’s grasp, he snatched up the sword embedded in the ground and hurled it.

The throw was astonishingly precise, slicing off Liang Bing’s arm at the wrist. He caught the severed limb and sped toward the horizon, knowing that with her fourth-generation god body, if Liang Bing reclaimed her arm, his efforts would be wasted.

At that moment, Liang Bing received a communication from Demon Atto—the Demon One reported their queen’s arm had detached from her god body and sought clarification.

After threatening the captured Denno medical officer Yu Qin, Liang Bing’s severed arm was sent flying toward her under Yu Qin’s guidance. Since the distance was short, before the angel could react, her arm was reattached.

Looking up, Liang Bing’s expression changed dramatically. Rose was locked in fierce combat with a female angel—one she recognized: Ruoning, former left-wing guardian of Keisha, formidable and far beyond Rose’s current abilities.

Without further hesitation, Liang Bing summoned her Demon Claws, smashing the angel who tried to abscond with her arm into the ground. Without checking if he survived, she rushed to aid Rose, but the two remaining male angels blocked her path. One stabbed Wei Qi, then turned to attack Liang Bing.

At that moment, Wei Qi seized the angel’s ankle, weakly declaring, "The position still stands—leave it here!"

Seeing Wei Qi fighting on, Liang Bing was suddenly moved. She called out, "Old Seven, let go—you’ll die!"

Wei Qi lifted his eyelids, glancing at Liang Bing battling another angel in midair. He said nothing; clutching the angel’s ankle was an act of pure willpower, and he had no strength left to speak.

The angel who had stabbed Wei Qi looked down at his captured ankle and said, "Warrior, I respect your resolve, but I cannot agree with your overestimation of yourself. Blame your lack of strength."

With that, he sliced off Wei Qi’s hand gripping his ankle and flew toward Liang Bing without a backward glance.

Wei Qi felt the pain of his severed arm but couldn’t cry out—he truly had no energy left. After being knocked away, he’d fought the angel fiercely, defending only with his shield for lack of weapons. But defense cannot last forever; a moment’s distraction and he was stabbed—a painful, hateful wound. He hated his own weakness.

Seeing Wei Qi’s arm severed and the gaping wound through his back, Liang Bing clenched her teeth in rage. A dark silver chain shot from the void toward the angel, but he managed to evade it. Liang Bing wasn’t discouraged; for super warriors, such attacks weren’t difficult to dodge.

Several more chains shot out; this time, escape was impossible, and the angel was bound like a bundle of straw.

In that brief interval, Rose’s battle ended as well. Ruoning, with her millennia of experience, proved superior, stabbing Rose and then ignoring her.

Just as Liang Bing’s fury was about to erupt, Hua Ye, who had been watching all along, finally spoke.