With his gaze fixed on Tiran trapped below in the space prison, two huge wings stretched out in the air. The snowy white feathers were tinged with a golden light. At the same time, behind Angel, a massive temple shadow appeared in the sky.

Inside the cathedral, the Holy Spring also turned into a golden radiance. It seemed to have transformed into a huge vortex, crazily absorbing the energy that dispersed in the air of the royal city. Even the energy of the protective barrier began to converge towards the cathedral.

The Holy Spring was just a transit station, and all the energy it obtained was ultimately delivered to Angel, who held the Holy Sword high in the sky. The immense energy made the holy light surrounding Angel even stronger, like a small sun.

While absorbing the energy, a golden spear, about five meters long, took shape in front of Angel. The body of the spear was intertwined with two flames, eventually branching out at the tip, pointing towards Tiran.

"The Spear of Brilliancy?" whispered Heinrich, who was still observing the battlefield. Unlike the Dragon-Slaying Holy Sword and the Sword of Kings which were fabricated by the bard YY, this spear named Brilliancy existed in the myths of the cathedral. It was the true artifact held by Ares, the strongest human war god under the Goddess of the Light.

Although it seemed that Angel was only projecting an image of the Spear of Brilliancy rather than using the actual spear, the terrifying aura it emitted was enough to make anyone believe in its power.

"Execute divine punishment." Angel declared the end of the battle with an emotionless tone.

As the last note fell, the spatial imprisonment was released, and the holy spear transformed into a golden lightning, chasing after Tiran who was falling from the sky.

Suddenly, a swift figure jumped up from the roof of a house on the ground without any warning. They pushed Tiran away before the spear hit her, and both of them rolled onto the rooftop of another house across the street.

The holy spear missed Tiran and fell onto the streets of the royal city. Luckily, the spear was designed to target individual enemies rather than being a weapon for destroying cities and nations, otherwise, half of the royal city would have disappeared with its impact.

Even so, an entire street and two rows of adjacent houses were destroyed by the residual shockwaves, and a large cloud of smoke rose up, briefly obscuring Angel's view.

"Cough cough... This is really a life-threatening job... I won't do it even if I'm killed next time." Aya complained. She had used the propulsion of her Dragon Scale Jet to jump so high, and as a result, the scales on her back were already fragile when facing the shockwaves caused by the holy spear's explosion. The scales shattered, and Aya felt a burning and chilly sensation on her back. She estimated that she was seriously injured, and her clothes on her back were ruined as well.

"Hey, are you still alive?" Aya barely sat up and climbed up from the rooftop. She carefully patted the girl's cheek whom she had tightly held in her arms just now. "I risked my life to save you. It would be a huge loss for me if you died."

"You shouldn't have come to save me." Tiran quietly opened her eyes and looked at Aya with a helpless expression. "Originally, that person's target was only me. If you interfere, she probably won't let you go."

"Do you think I want to?" Aya snorted a couple of times. "Hasn't the master-slave contract always had that mandatory provision that when the master dies, the servant has to follow and die as well? I'd rather fight against that Angel head-on and get killed instead of being killed by the contract in such an unsatisfying way!"

Tiran remained silent for two seconds and gave Aya a dumbfounded look. "When did I say that this master-slave contract had that effect? What you're talking about is a blood contract where life is shared. It requires the fusion of blood between both parties. When have we ever shared our blood?"

"...What?" Aya blinked her eyes and suddenly understood. "Are you saying what I think you're saying?!"

In other words, if Tiran died, Angel would go back home, and then she would be free... Damn, what stupid thing did she do! Ah, her brain is trembling!

"But no matter what, we're both on the same boat now," Tiran said with a mocking smile, patting Aya's shoulder. "Let's work together, Aya~"

"Just go away! By the way, if I tell Angel right now that I have no relationship with you at all and I just accidentally got involved as a bystander, do you think she'll believe me?" Aya was still holding her head in despair. When there was no way out, she would fight desperately without complaint. But she had made a stupid move by voluntarily bringing trouble upon herself for something she could have just watched.A gust of wind swept by, blowing away the dust that had been lingering above them. In the sky, the fiery and cold gaze of the Archangel stared at the exposed Aya and Tiran.

"Is there a chance to start over from scratch?"

"What do you think?" the princess rolled her eyes.

...

Palace Mage Tower.

"What, what is going on..." The Dark Mage widened his eyes as he looked at the several monitoring arrays in front of him, his face filled with astonishment.

Just now, the stored magic power in the protective array suddenly depleted by more than half, and it happened in an instant. In other words, the capital city has just experienced an attack that consumed more than half of its magic reserves?

Damn it, that's half of the magic reserves of one of the most prosperous cities in the world. How terrifying must the resulting attack be!

Cold sweat dripped down the Dark Mage's forehead. He had been staying in the Mage Tower regulating the array, completely unaware of what was happening outside. But the current situation had already exceeded his expectations.

"Don't just stand there, let's go!"

Suddenly, a force from behind dragged the Dark Mage backwards, the power so strong that it nearly tore his well-crafted Mage's robe apart.

"Xinno? What are you doing! The array will go out of control without my supervision!"

"We promised Brad that it's time to control the tower, and we don't have time to deal with that magic array now. If we don't leave soon, we won't be able to get away!" Xinno swung his long sword behind him, slicing open the Mage Tower wall in front of him, and directly pulled the Dark Mage out of the tower. Quickly, they leaped over the walls of the Mage Tower Square and escaped.

In that instant when they crossed the wall, the Dark Mage saw a terrifying sword aura descend, slicing the Mage Tower that he had just left right in half!

The Mage Tower collapsed along with a large amount of falling bricks and shattered magic gems. In the smoke, Granzon held Justin, who was severely injured and unconscious, in one hand, and supported the Sword of Growth with the other, glancing in the direction where Xinno escaped.

"Tch, did they run away? Seems like I'm really getting old." A barely noticeable tremor flashed on the hand that held the sword and quickly disappeared.

When the Mage Tower fell, the enormous barrier that covered the capital city also shattered.

...

"Lord Brad, the palace has been occupied. But King Granzon has already left the capital city on a ship."

In the front courtyard of the palace, Brad stood by his mount, looking down at the muddy lawn stained with blood, seemingly completely oblivious to the words of his deputy, Hussein, behind him.

"Lord Brad." Hussein furrowed his brows and raised his voice slightly.

"Oh... Oh, is that so?" Brad looked at him and forced a smile. "Thank you for your hard work, Grand Knight Hussein. You can take your men back now."

"Shouldn't we send someone to pursue them?" Hussein asked. "We can still catch up if we go now. If Granzon organizes the loyalist army, I'm afraid..."

"No need," Brad shook his head. "We won't catch up. The area near the pier connected to the palace's secret passage is filled with dangerous reefs. Only the king knows the safe route. By the time we find a ship to chase them from the other pier, my father will have long gone to some unknown place."

Hussein silently nodded. He was only brought here by Heinrich to fight, and he didn't have much interest in anything beyond that.

"Sigh... Was it really worth shedding so much blood?"

...

"Why is this guy pursuing us so closely! I clearly hid in the buildings as much as possible!"

Aya exerted herself to swing the long sword in her hand, deflecting the golden meteors falling from the sky. However, without the protection of Chi, the ordinary sword shattered into pieces after deflecting only three or four weapons fired by the Angel Arsenal.

Now, carrying the weak Tiran on her shoulder like a load, Aya wielded the sword handle, dodging the golden meteors raining down from the Angel Arsenal. At the same time, she quickly darted through the various buildings in the capital city. Although it was a bit embarrassing, there was no time to worry about that while trying to escape.

Aya was not human and had no interest in considering whether innocent people might be accidentally harmed. He only believed that using the complex terrain to disrupt the Angels' sight was their only chance to escape.

But the problem was that the Angels seemed to have X-ray vision. The various swords and spears they threw were all aimed at him as if they had eyes, and each time they pierced through the roof, the error was no more than two meters."It might be my fault," Tiran said as Aya carried him on her shoulder, a bit shaken but not seriously injured.

"Huh?" Aya widened her eyes in surprise and frustration. How was this even happening?

"I just realized that there seems to be a holy mark inside me, probably placed by that guy when he trapped me with spatial magic. She is using it to locate us."

"Coach, I have something to say."

"It doesn't matter now. She has already set her sights on us. Once her holy spear cooldowns, she'll probably attack again." Tiran reached out and ruffled Aya's hair. Although she couldn't see, his expression unexpectedly softened. "Put me down. You should be able to outrun her on your own."

"No way."

"Come on, be a good girl and put me down. I can go fight her for three hundred rounds."

"Do you think I'm stupid? You couldn't even defeat her at full strength earlier. And now, you can't even lift your sword. Do you want me to let you go and get yourself killed?" Aya let go of the sword handle and gave Tiran's buttock a light slap, annoyed.

"You are the foolish one!" Tiran struggled unhappily. "Is it fun if both of us die running like this?"

"Well, it might seem that way, but I've already used my intelligence to save you. If I let you go now, wouldn't that make me even dumber? My dad taught me that whether it's stealing gold or rescuing a princess, once you decide to do it, you have to see it through to the end!" Aya argued seriously.

What kind of dad is this Temo? How did he teach kids? Doesn't he know about the prodigal son turning back? This was the first time Tiran felt the urge to complain about Aya.

It seemed that nothing was falling from the sky for now. Both Aya and Tiran felt a chill in their hearts. It seemed that the angel was preparing to throw her holy spear again.

Last time, Aya managed to protect Tiran by holding him in her arms, but that was because Angel didn't notice that this random dragon had joined the fight. But this time, with the holy mark inside Tiran as the target, it would be difficult to avoid.

"We have to face her head-on." Aya forcefully stopped her steps and stood in a spacious house.

During the previous battle between the immortals, the civilians who were hiding here had all been scared away. It was a good thing because even if they couldn't stop the attack, innocent lives could be saved.

Aya put Tiran down and took a deep breath. She moved her joints, trying to adjust the recently recovered spirit scales to their best condition.

"You know you won't be able to withstand her, right?"

"I know." Aya fell silent for a while, not turning back, staring at the ceiling.

"Then why are you staying here?"

"Maybe it's because I'm stupid. You always call me a foolish dragon, don't you?"

Tiran remained silent, and Aya let out a sigh of relief. Please don't say it again. If she keeps mentioning it, I might really run away.

"Hey, turn around for a moment."

Aya suddenly patted Tiran's shoulder, causing her to instinctively turn her head. "Hey, hey, I'm really nervous right now. Can we talk later—?!"

Her eyes widened in surprise as she looked at the girl who was already leaning towards her, her glimmering red crystal-like eyes. Although the movement was a little awkward, the touch of her lips was unexpectedly soft and real.

She, she's kissing me? Aya's mind went blank, with only this one thought remaining.

As for why she would do such a thing in such a life-threatening situation... Sorry, Aya's brain has temporarily short-circuited, and she no longer has the mental capacity to think about it.

After a moment, their lips separated.

"What, what are you doing?" It took Aya half a second to react, and she hastily pushed away the girl who was still cuddling against her chest. She touched her lips, still feeling the lingering softness.

Soon, Aya noticed something unusual.

Other than the girl's fragrance, there seemed to be a faint sweet and tangy scent on her lips... blood?

There was a sudden disturbance in Tiran's long-sealed spiritual sea. The elements that had not been felt for a long time in the air were now surging between his palms. In his blood-colored pupils, the golden Dragon power, which symbolized the Dragon's magic, gradually spread like ink dripping into water... at this moment, the power of the golden Dragon returned to him.

The sudden surge of power also brought a slight discomfort. It felt as if someone was banging a bronze bell in his mind, causing every inch of his skin, every bone in his body to tremble slightly under the torrent of magic elements and Chi flow....

"God said, believe in me and you shall receive the divine light, betray me and I shall reclaim life."

Angel hovered in the air, silently reciting the words from the scriptures, and threw the sacred spear for the second time.

The roofs of the houses below suddenly shattered, and a pale, gigantic figure soared into the sky, followed by a roar that echoed through the heavens!

In the trembling air, the laws began to weave together!