Chapter 268 The Wounded Angel, Lingxi
Chapter 268 The Wounded Angel, Lingxi
"Sister Leng, hurry and save Yitian and Weifeng! They are being chased by Tianzha!"
Angel Lingxi, disregarding her own condition, spoke urgently.
"Don't worry, let me help you deal with the situation first."
Although Angel Leng was also somewhat anxious about the conditions of Angel Weifeng and Angel Yitian, Angel Lingxi was also in a very critical situation at the moment. If she wasn't dealt with, she might not last much longer.
As soon as he finished speaking, to Angel Lingxi's astonished gaze, Angel Leng pressed down on her delicate body with one hand and gripped the longsword that had pierced through Angel Lingxi with the other.
"what!"
Then, with a slight exertion of force, he pulled out the deadly longsword with a cry of pain.
At that moment, Angel Lingxi instinctively clutched her abdomen, and then her body rolled down the tree trunk.
Fortunately, Angel Leng caught her in time, otherwise she might have fallen to the ground in a very unseemly manner.
Angels have extraordinary regenerative abilities; unless the injury is fatal, it will not lead to life-threatening danger.
These scumbags don't have the same direct genetic destructive power as Ruoning.
Therefore, once the longsword is drawn, as long as the blood loss is controlled, Angel Lingxi will not be in immediate danger of death.
Looking at the angel's pale face, the angel calmly said:
"Lingxi, you are too badly injured to come with me to rescue Weifeng and Yitian."
Find a place to hide first, and I'll come back for you, understand?
"Ok!"
Angel Lingxi responded without hesitation. She knew her current situation; she was just a burden, so she wouldn't waste time saying anything.
After taking one last deep look at Angel Lingxi, Angel Leng left a single sentence, flapped her wings, and soared straight into the sky.
"wait for me!"
Watching Angel Leng's retreating figure, Angel Lingxi took a deep breath, clutched the wound on her abdomen, and struggled to her feet, walking step by step into the depths of the dense forest.
This place is no place to stay. The corpse of the Fallen One might have some hidden tricks up its sleeve. It's better to leave.
On the outskirts of the North Star, Glenn leisurely flapped his wings and flew in the direction where Angel Leng had left.
It wasn't that he wanted to save people, but the front line of the North Star battlefield was in that direction. If he didn't fly here, where else could he fly?
As for Angel Leng's comrades, Glenn didn't not want to save them, but there was no need to.
Given their proximity to the Chinese front lines, it's impossible for the Chinese army to remain completely unresponsive.
Besides, those few lowly scoundrels aren't qualified for him to deal with personally.
If the First Legion and the Super Soldier Company can't deal with them, Glenn should consider dismissing them from their posts.
We've done so much for them, wasn't it all so they could protect our country? The angels' plea for help was clearly included, without even considering how much help they've given to China.
It is only right to lend a helping hand when they are facing a crisis.
Perhaps facing the Ashes in advance will let the Chinese soldiers know what the combat power of a top-level civilization in the universe is, and that even the Ashes should not be underestimated.
Ignoring the situation ahead, Glenn paused in surprise as he flew over a dense forest, looking in a certain direction and muttering to himself:
"Is this one of their battlefields?"
Without hesitation, Glenn flew directly toward the unusual spot.
"Click."
Stepping on the broken branches scattered on the ground, Glenn strolled toward the end of this wandering land.
The clicking and snapping sounds brought the once quiet forest back into a cacophony.
"Snapped!"
The footsteps suddenly stopped beside a large tree. Glenn looked down at the head at his feet and knew without a doubt that it was the head of the Scum.
To everyone's surprise, Glenn suddenly exerted force with his foot, kicking the scum's head away like a soccer ball. In an instant, the head shot into the sky like a meteor, turning into ashes the moment it reached the sky.
Then a voice filled with apologies rang out.
"Oh! Sorry, your head looks too much like a soccer ball, and my feet were itching, so I couldn't resist giving it a kick."
Despite saying that, Glenn's expression showed no sign of apology; instead, it was filled with coldness.
"Hmm! Letting you leave your body in the wilderness like this is a bit against Earth's etiquette! Let's cremate you!"
With that, Glenn extended a finger, and a blazing ball of light spun rapidly at his fingertip, suddenly flashing with starlight.
Then, with a flick of his finger, the fireball flew towards the headless corpse in an instant.
"call!"
The moment the fireball touched the corpse, a raging inferno rose up, turning into ashes that drifted away in the wind in an instant.
Strangely, the raging fire had no effect on the surrounding trees, as if they were in a completely different space.
Having done all this, Glenn showed no hesitation, turned and walked to the side, passing through the depths of the dense forest, and gradually arrived at the outside of a rocky cave.
Looking at the specks of blood on the ground, Glenn frowned and stepped inside.
The moment Glenn stepped into the empty cave, the echo of his footsteps suddenly resounded, clearly echoing throughout every space.
The dim environment did not hinder Glenn's vision; he ignored the darkness and went to a corner.
There, a figure leaned against a boulder, her head bowed and her face obscured by golden hair.
But judging from her silver armor and white wings, her identity is obvious: she is an angel.
At this moment, she remained motionless, as if she had already lost her life, but Glenn knew that she was only unconscious.
Because her lower abdomen was still rising and falling slowly, it at least proved that she was not dead.
As for the reason why she was in this state, the wound on her abdomen and the pool of bright red blood on the ground were enough to prove her condition.
"Did you lose too much blood? But angels have pretty strong regenerative abilities, so why is there no sign of the wound healing?"
While he was thinking, Glenn walked over to her and squatted down slightly to examine her.
Only when Glenn zoomed in could he see that the wound on her abdomen was only the most obvious one; there were countless smaller wounds all over her body that were difficult to notice.
With a slight frown, Glenn reached out and gently lifted her chin, only then realizing the identity of this angel.
"Oh! The angel beside Keisha?"
Although he didn't know the angel Lingxi's name, he immediately recognized her as one of the angels who accompanied Keisha to Earth.
Looking at her delicate and beautiful face, Glenn sighed softly:
"Oh! She was so pretty, how did she end up like this? Hmm! Wasn't Angel Leng on her way to rescue her? Why didn't she take her with her?"
A moment later, as doubt arose in his mind, he understood what had happened and said with sudden realization:
"Oh! I see! But it must have been really tough for you to hide here despite being so badly injured."
As he spoke, Glenn reached out and pressed his hand against her lower abdomen. The next moment, a surge of energy suddenly appeared and gradually spread throughout her body.
Upon contact, Glenn frowned again and muttered to himself:
"Oh! There's some kind of foreign energy on the wound that's hindering its healing! Is this energy composition similar to the God-Slaying Martial Arts? Hmm! No, it's much lower in level than the God-Slaying Martial Arts. It's just slowing down the wound's healing speed, nothing serious. But is the Fallen One really that capable? Oh well! It's just a matter of wasting some time."
As she talked to herself, the injuries on Angel Lingxi's body healed at a visible speed, gradually returning to normal.
Withdrawing his hand, Glenn slowly stood up, about to turn and leave.
After treating her injuries, Angel Lingxi is now fine and will wake up soon. There's no need for him to linger here, since he has a lot to do.
"uh-huh…"
But just then, a soft moan rang out, and Glenn abruptly stopped in his tracks.
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