Chapter 722
722 The Pope’s Purpose
Chapter 723
723 Angel King · Jiang Qiue
Fortunately, they hadn’t gone far after leaving the Babel Tower.
With an Instant Step, Xia Feng arrived at the tower gate and looked back.
The woman in the green dress, who was streaking towards them like a beam of light, was still some distance away and was about to be caught by their pursuers.
Xia Feng’s heart tightened.
However, luckily, with the Immortal Words, “I stand behind Xia Feng,” the woman in the green dress crossed the sky in a single step and arrived instantly.
Xia Feng reached out and placed his hand on the Babel Tower gate. As the seal dissipated, the two of them flashed inside, and he slammed the door shut behind them.
Before leaving, he had obtained the Babel Tower’s authority from Cha Nai Xue, just in case.
He hadn’t expected an accident to actually occur.
“Ugh––” Safe now, Jiang Qiue could no longer hold on. She let out a muffled groan, blood seeping from the corner of her lips. Her face turned pale, and her consciousness began to fade.
She swayed unsteadily, and Xia Feng quickly reached out to support her delicate shoulders.
Her unbound hair was messy, and her face weakly rested against Xia Feng’s chest. Feeling the familiar warmth of his strong heartbeat, Jiang Qiue finally felt a sense of security.
Her injuries made it impossible for her to stand any longer. Her eyelids drooped a few times, and she finally fainted, at ease.
“No, Jiang Qiue? You’re fainting already?” Xia Feng shook her shoulders. Her ethereal face was calm and serene, with no reaction.
It seemed her injuries were indeed quite severe.
Seeing this, Xia Feng had no choice but to hold the woman in the green dress in his arms again and then soar towards the tower summit.
As he flew, he cupped Jiang Qiue’s beautiful face.
Her moist red lips were forced into a pout. In her semi-conscious state, she seemed to feel discomfort. Her eyelashes fluttered slightly, and her cool, delicate brows furrowed in pain.
Xia Feng bit his tongue, lowered his head, covered her red lips, and transferred blood into her mouth.
Jiang Qiue could recover from her injuries by drinking Dragon Blood of a high Status.
The higher the Status, the better the effect.
Within a few seconds, Jiang Qiue’s consciousness returned. However, she didn’t open her eyes but quietly felt Xia Feng’s breath and his rare gentleness towards her.
She felt somewhat dazed. She clearly hated this scoundrel who had toyed with her repeatedly and resented his enslavement and trampling of her dignity as a Nine-Tails. Why did she feel such unprecedented security when she was by his side now?
Even a mere touch on her lips made her legs tremble, and she wanted to express the desires accumulated over millennia by splashing it onto this scoundrel’s face.
“Burning Fox, if you’re awake, open your eyes. Stop pretending to sleep.” Xia Feng frowningly released her mouth and gave her a slap on the buttocks.
“?!” Jiang Qiue’s brows tightened.
After two seconds, seeing Xia Feng raise his hand to slap her buttocks again, she groggily lifted her eyelids.
Her ethereal beautiful eyes focused in a daze. She seemed to have just woken up and looked around in confusion, frowning and asking in a low voice, “What happened to me?”
“Slap––” His large hand fell again. Jiang Qiue felt pain, but also a numbing pleasure. She couldn’t help but glare angrily at the man in front of her, her ethereal beautiful eyes filled with displeasure.
However, Xia Feng completely ignored her and flew directly into the space gate, leaving her feeling somewhat disappointed.
To Xia Feng’s surprise,
On the void platform, figures in black and snow-white dresses were clashing. These two women, perhaps out of boredom, were engaging in a physical fight.
Cha Nai Xue’s martial arts were not weak to begin with, and after obtaining Miao Shi’s legacy, her combat techniques were surprisingly on par with Mu Qingtong’s.
Coupled with Cha Nai Xue’s dark-level Strength and Agility, Mu Qingtong was no match for her and was constantly on the defensive.
However, unfortunately, Mu Qingtong eventually used a spirit artifact, once again putting the victorious Snow-skirt Woman under her feet.
Cha Nai Xue’s face was pressed against the ground, her purple eyes filled with humiliation and hatred, tears welling up. “You cheated again!” Mu Qingtong smiled lightly, noncommittally.
At the same time, Xia Feng, holding the woman in the green dress, landed on the platform.
The woman in the green dress was a bit stunned, surprised by the strength Cha Nai Xue had just displayed. Although her Spirit Pressure was still not high, it was still somewhat heaven-defying.
“What? I was only gone for a day, and you little green teas have become so powerful? You can even crush Mu Qingtong?” Jiang Qiue’s beautiful eyes were filled with confusion.
Sensing the gaze of the woman in the green dress, Cha Nai Xue’s eyes curved sweetly, a pleased expression on her face. “You vixen, does being a Star God in the past make you great? You didn’t expect this, did you? I have a chance to become a god now too~”
The two women’s eyes met and crossed, each with their own thoughts.
Although they had formed an alliance to resist, secretly planning to usurp the host’s position,
it was only a temporary alliance. No one knew if the other would secretly make any moves that violated the alliance agreement.
After Xia Feng briefly explained about Cha Nai Xue, Jiang Qiue suppressed her surprise and quickly mentioned the important matter: “We’re in trouble.”
The four of them turned their gazes to the outside of the Babel Tower.
Nearly a hundred Spirit Masters were suspended in the sky around the Babel Tower, encircling the colossal structure.
Judging by their positions, there were roughly two factions.
To the east, the man standing at the forefront wore a white and gold legion uniform that fluttered in the wind. An eagle helmet covered his face, and his Phoenix eyes surveyed the land below. It was Jin Yangtian, with the Li Dong Legion behind him.
To the west was a group of birdmen with white wings, each standing two to three meters tall.
“Angel Legion?” Cha Nai Xue’s beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, a hint of surprise in them.
The Third Pillar housed two legions: the Yama Legion and the Angel Legion.
The Angel Legion rarely saw action, usually guarding the Central Court’s safety. Their appearance in Area 15 was clearly abnormal.
And the one standing at the forefront of the Angel Legion was a Six-winged angel with a golden wing holy mark on his brow. His handsome face was divine, and he stood with his hands behind his back, suspended in mid-air.
Xia Feng also recognized this person: Angel Right Wing · Uphiel!
The last time they围杀 Sirius, it was this person who pierced his heart with the Sword of God, sending him to the Nightmare River.
They were definitely true mortal enemies!
Enemies meeting, eyes red with hatred. Xia Feng’s black eyes narrowed: “What are they doing at the Black Moon General Court?”
“Naturally, it’s to plunder the Moon Time Divine Domain.”
“No, they’re openly plundering? The Holy Department and Heavenly Revelation are in the city, won’t they do anything?”
Among the Empire’s armed forces, the Holy Department was responsible for handling superpowered crimes, Heavenly Revelation was responsible for supervising official forces and pursuing fugitives of Venerable status and above, and the legions were responsible for external wars and large-scale Nightmare Beast disasters.
Simply put, the Holy Department was internal, the legions were external, and Heavenly Revelation could manage everything. They had the highest authority to oversee the other two.
But now, it seemed Heavenly Revelation was not going to interfere in the Black Moon General Court’s affairs?
If the legions were allowed to openly plunder the Black Moon General Court, and it angered the Pope, wouldn’t it spark a second Imperial Civil War?
“Heavenly Revelation is not intervening in this matter, possibly because of me.” Jiang Qiue pursed her lips.
“You?” Xia Feng asked, confused.
“Nine-Tails Lord, the position of Angel King has been vacant for a thousand years.”
At this moment, a vast divine sound surged in from outside the tower. The Six-winged angel Uphiel spoke with respectful reverence, “As long as you are willing to return to the Central Court with your subordinate, you will be our King once more!”
Rumbling––
Behind the Six-winged angel, fifty angels clad in silver heavy armor knelt on one knee simultaneously. They placed their right hands on their left chests, their voices as one, like a divine chant echoing through the cosmos:
“We eagerly welcome our King’s return!”
