When the plot-skips players into the game world Chapter 1249: 530 Fallen Sun2

Chapter 1249: Chapter 530 Fallen Sun_2

A powerful roundhouse kick landed directly on the side of Siegfried’s chin!

With a crisp crack, Siegfried’s neck was instantly broken, his spine shattered. The remaining force penetrated the skin, and tiny specks of blood burst forth.

Siegfried’s body spun helplessly as it fell.

It was a deadly blow in just the mont of the encounter.

It was the combat technique passed down through generations of the Winged Ones, the god-slaying martial art of the forr Winged Celestial Marshal!

It felt like the kind of injury a mortal would suffer in a sudden car accident while driving a motorcycle at speeds exceeding three hundred kiloters per hour. There was no chance of rescue, only the body’s instinctive reflexes remained…

But at that mont, a divine radiance fell upon Siegfried.

Saint John looked solemnly in this direction, with flas of pure white already burning in both hands. It was as if his hands had turned into fireballs, radiating a brilliant and warm light!

As Siegfried’s body spun downward, he unexpectedly healed!

This was not only due to Saint John’s remarkable healing ability but also because, as a Contributor, his recovery ability after treatnt was far stronger than others.

He woke up in the air and regained full control of his body before hitting the ground. With a nimble backflip, he landed steadily.

Yet, the Great Guardian landed a step later — Gryphon Philip relieved the impact for him, dissipating all force before he touched the ground. Otherwise, even a casual counterattack would embed the Great Guardian directly into the ground, impossible to extract!

“Just stay quietly here.”

The Fallen Celestial Marshal was sowhat annoyed, even purple flas burned in his eyes.

He truly unleashed his power — a purple glow spread across his armor, constructing ancient spells in a complex array that appeared out of thin air.

This was the spell of the Winged Ones! It was the prototype of “ritual magic!”

In an instant, the Fallen Celestial Marshal created a black void sphere, rhythmically pulsating inward like a heartbeat, binding it outside Aiwass’s Mark of Sin.

It was a sealing curse composed purely of curse.

It was like hanging an electric grid on a wall to prevent passage — if anyone touched this cursed sphere, they would beco powerless.

It synchronized with Aiwass’s heartbeat, continuously compressing inward. Aiwass could only struggle against it with all his might to avoid being crushed to death. But once his wings touched the sphere, his body would beco powerless. He had just regained strength, only to face a second wave of compression… Thus, even if he successfully dispelled the Mark of Sin’s power in a short ti, escaping was still impossible.

This seal wouldn’t pose a life threat to Aiwass — just as the Fallen Celestial Marshal said, it’s just to “stay quietly here.”

He had an intense desire to transform Aiwass into a Night Fiend under the gaze of everyone.

To the Fallen Celestial Marshal, killing these tiny mortals was not considered victory at all. It’s like soone suddenly jumping out on the street, challenging the richest person to see who has more money… Even if he won, there’s nothing to be proud of; it’s only natural.

But the significance of “snake tail” was different.

That was one of his obsessions!

He actively accepted the Tail-Biting Ring Ceremony, descending to the world — one task was to transform the Serpent Celestial Marshal’s snake tail into his Angel Envoy!

In itself, the Fallen Celestial Marshal didn’t care about an Angel Envoy.

But the more the “snake” wanted sothing, the more he wanted it too!

Therefore, the Fallen Celestial Marshal wanted to free his hands first, to deal with those tiny mortals who indeed could interfere with him!

——Yet at that mont, Aiwass clearly realized a fatal flaw in this spell.

If he exploited this flaw, he could imdiately break free!

But Aiwass didn’t imdiately break through the sphere’s shackles, instead enduring the curse’s tornt while quickly diminishing the accumulated power on the Mark of Sin — this sphere itself isolated the connection between the territory and Aiwass, making it much simpler for Aiwass to shake off the Mark of Sin’s restraints!

At present, the Fallen Celestial Marshal looked down at the crowd, eyes cold, with a murderous intent in his gaze: “So eager to seek death? Can’t even wait a mont?

“——Then let satisfy you!”

His “ga” with the snake tail was repeatedly interrupted by these tiny ants — he was already furious to the extre.

The Fallen Celestial Marshal reached out, raising his hand over his head.

The enormous array covering the sky condensed, rotated, and radiated brilliance——

The bone armor “Taurus” on his body shivered — it was restraining the Fallen Celestial Marshal, trying to prevent any emotional displays. However, ever since seeing Aiwass, his emotions had gradually spun out of control, and he beca enlivened.

This brought a bit of dissatisfaction to the Fallen Celestial Marshal.

If it weren’t for the constraint of the bone armor, the strength of his previous kick wouldn’t rely have shattered that Elf’s spine.

But though “violence” was restrained, the spells from the Winged Ones era weren’t much limited —

The eyeless Taurus mask on the Fallen Celestial Marshal’s head burned with a purple radiance, and the sky originally fashioned into a “screen” abruptly cracked a small segnt.

A purple-black eyeless eye erged —

It looked like the sun, yet imparted an extrely ominous sensation.

“The sunset glow from the Taurus era —”

The Fallen Celestial Marshal grinned cruelly and swung his hand down: “Enjoy it well!”

——In the next mont, The Sun fell.