My wife who comes from a wealthy family Chapter 960 - 961 Battle Armor Demon Soul

In an instant, a terrifying white sword light mixed with a massive white storm descended from the heavens, carrying a sacred force to strike Ye Wudao!

The power of this strike was unimaginably terrifying!

Sufficient to obliterate an entire city!

"This is bad!"

"That move is too strong!" Long Mie and Black Fox’s faces turned pale.

Yarvelid, on the other hand, revealed a smug smile and said, "Heh, Dragon Country scum, you’ve angered the Angels—you’re dood!"

BOOM!

With an earth-shattering sound, the devastating ultimate move unleashed by the Two-Winged Angel struck Ye Wudao from the sky to the ground without fail.

CRACK!

The ground fractured, revealing a massive, unfathomably deep fissure as Ye Wudao was directly blasted into the underground!

The entire battlefield fell into a deathly silence.

"Old Ye, are you alright?!"

"Young Master!"

"Third Brother!"

Long Mie and the others were both shocked and furious at the scene.

"Damn it! Fight these bastard Angels to the death!" Long Mie roared, unleashing his true form, transforming into a two-hundred-ter-long black dragon.

"How dare you kill my Young Master? I’ll kill you!" Black Fox gritted his teeth and revealed his true form as well—a black fox spanning several hundred ters.

"Holy shit, two terrifying beasts!"

"This is insane!" Many mbers of the Holy Order expressed their fear.

"Die, you damned Angel!" Long Mie swung his dragon claw fiercely at the Angel.

The Two-Winged Angel sneered disdainfully and swung his light sword!

CRACK!

Long Mie was struck in the abdon, spewing blood as his body was flung backward!

"Long Mie!" Black Fox, seeing this, was enraged and opened his mouth wide, unleashing a black energy wave.

"Black Fox Energy Wave!"

BAM!

The black energy wave struck the Two-Winged Angel but inflicted no damage!

"Impossible!" Black Fox was incredulous.

"Too weak!" The Two-Winged Angel scoffed, raising his light sword again.

SPURT!

Black Fox coughed up blood and collapsed to the ground as well!

"Senior Long Mie! Senior Black Fox!" Will cried out in anguish upon witnessing the scene.

"Hahaha, a group of weakling ants!" The Two-Winged Angel laughed uproariously, a look of smug satisfaction on his face.

The Holy Order mbers, witnessing the combat power of the Two-Winged Angel firsthand, shouted excitedly, "Two-Winged Angel is invincible!"

"Long live the Two-Winged Angel!"

"Hahaha!" The Two-Winged Angel laughed heartily, exuding the air of a victor.

anwhile—

Deep underground—

Ye Wudao found himself enveloped in darkness.

Pain!

Excruciating pain!

Ye Wudao slowly opened his eyes, gazing at the abyssal darkness, and couldn’t help but mutter, "Who am I?"

At that exact mont, a sinister voice, as captivating as it was demonic, echoed, "Heh, boy, your body isn’t bad—the perfect vessel for to restore my strength by killing you!"

Who’s there?

Ye Wudao was startled, his gaze locking onto the darkness. "Who’s speaking?"

"Brat, stop yelling! I’m on you!" That devilish voice sounded once more.

What?

On !

Ye Wudao was utterly shocked, his expression shifting drastically!

Could it be the Bloodwing Armor!

Ye Wudao attempted to remove the Bloodwing Armor, but he discovered that it had completely fused with his body—it was impossible to take off.

"Damn it, why won’t it co off?!" Ye Wudao was frantic.

"Brat, stop wasting your energy! Once the Bloodwing Armor bonds with a wearer, it cannot be removed for life! Unless..." The sinister voice laughed coldly. "Unless the wearer dies!"

Damn it!

Damn it!!

Ye Wudao’s face paled in shock and anger.

So it’s true!

Will was right!

This Bloodwing Armor really could take over a person’s body!

"You’re the Bloodwing Armor’s spirit?" Ye Wudao asked.

"Sort of. To be more precise, I’m the magic soul of the Bloodwing Armor! This armor was once a legendary demonic artifact..." the Bloodwing Armor’s soul replied.

"Killing just to regain a portion of your strength doesn’t seem worth it," Ye Wudao said.

What?

The Bloodwing Armor’s soul paused montarily, then mocked him, "Oh? And why do you think that?"

"There’s a Two-Winged Angel outside. I was fighting him. If you absorb his power instead, it will be far more beneficial and rewarding for you," Ye Wudao suggested.

Upon hearing this, greed flashed across the Bloodwing Armor’s soul. "You’re saying there’s a Two-Winged Angel out there?"

"Heh, why don’t you take a look for yourself?" Ye Wudao replied.

Sure enough—

The Bloodwing Armor’s soul detected the presence of the Two-Winged Angel outside, revealing a delighted expression. "Excellent! Young man, you didn’t lie to . I’ll spare your life for now. However, you must do sothing for !"

"What do you want to do?" Ye Wudao asked.

"Kill the Two-Winged Angel for , and offer his body to !" the Bloodwing Armor’s soul commanded.

"Heh..." Ye Wudao sneered. "If I could kill him, I wouldn’t be stuck down here. Why don’t you do it yourself?"

"You dare defy ?" The Bloodwing Armor’s soul raged. Instantly, Ye Wudao felt his entire body bound, as if constricted by a giant, wicked python. His head felt like it was splitting apart.

Ye Wudao endured the pain, sweat the size of beans dripping from his forehead, and said, "You lousy thing, do you even know right from wrong? I have no grudge against you, while our enemy is the Angel! Shouldn’t we join forces to fight together?"

"You? A re cultivator at the late-stage Spirit Transformation level? You’re not even qualified to fight alongside ..."

The Bloodwing Armor’s soul sneered before continuing, "As for the Two-Winged Angel out there, my forr master, Lord Cain, once wore in battle against the Eighteen-Winged Archangel. He could kill a group of Two-Winged Angels with a re sneeze!"

"Cut the crap!" Ye Wudao endured the pain and mocked, "If you’re so powerful, then why don’t you go kill that Two-Winged Angel?"

"You!" The Bloodwing Armor’s soul froze montarily, then sighed and said, "Sadly, my master was ambushed by several Eighteen-Winged Archangels back then. Gravely injured, he vanished, and I was left badly damaged, a shadow of my forr self!"

"And you’re still boasting? I’ve shared drinks with God and had foot massages with Satan!" Ye Wudao mocked further. "Bragging about the past—just admit you’re weak now. Honesty doesn’t cost you a thing!"

"You, you, you!!" The Bloodwing Armor’s soul was tongue-tied with rage before finally retorting, "Who says I’m weak? It’s just that—!"

"Sorry, but I’m not interested in your excuses! Even if you kill , it doesn’t change the fact that you’re powerless!" Ye Wudao sneered, deliberately provoking him.

"Hmph! Want to die? Brat, let tell you—I’ve taken a liking to you, so I won’t kill you!" the Bloodwing Armor’s soul exclaid.

A glimr of hope appeared in Ye Wudao’s eyes. Seeing that his words were having an effect, he decided to push further.

"But you’re still useless! No wonder your master was beaten like a dog, and you got utterly wrecked! The Angels are clearly better!" Ye Wudao taunted.

"Argh! Shut up, you little brat!" The Bloodwing Armor’s soul was enraged, practically apoplectic. "A re Two-Winged Angel? I’ll tell you how to kill him!"