Chapter 1869: 0417 Wizard Tower! (Big Chapter Asking for Monthly Tickets and Subscriptions)_2 Chapter 1869: 0417 Wizard Tower! (Big Chapter Asking for Monthly Tickets and Subscriptions)_2 The sonic impact shield resonated with a thunderous roar, retreating constantly. The Fire Dragon Knight commanded:
“Full assault!”

The Extreme Warriors of the Fire Dragon Mission swarmed like a hive of bees, quickly encircling the two Great Angels.

“This is thrilling, we’re actually going to fight against level six…”

A knight didn’t finish his sentence before he was swallowed by the gaping maw of the Smiling Angel amidst its maniacal laughter.

The real world.

Dusk Holy Temple.

He awoke with goosebumps all over, as if he had truly died once.

“This is the power of a level six expert; I stood no chance against him.”

Relying on their immortality, the soldiers of the Fire Dragon Mission, like moths to a flame, fearlessly attacked… only to be sent back to the city by the Blood Tear Angel.

Clad in the Blood Source Armor, the Fire Dragon Knight exerted all his strength, swinging his greatsword and forming a flame Sword Energy several meters long, slashing towards the Blood Tear Angel.

Boom!

The weeping face remained unscathed.

It looked at the Fire Dragon Knight with a sinister gaze and coldly said, as a swarm of Nightmare Creatures spilled from its mouth,
“You overestimate your abilities. Like ants shaking a tree.”

The Fire Dragon Knight felt a pang of sorrow in his heart.

“Without reaching level six, one is indeed nothing but an ant.”

He closed his eyes, waiting for death.

Suddenly.

An invisible Domain unfolded between heaven and earth.

Yet another black-armored swordsman’s figure emerged, Levi’s Nightmare Avatar descended abruptly!

The Nightmare Avatar pointed a finger.

A fire dragon materialized out of thin air, roaring as it flew and collided with the Blood Tear Angel.

The terrifying explosion blasted the Fire Dragon Knight away.

Taking advantage of the momentum, he landed far away and said,
“Thank you, Commander.”

He knew the commander saved him so he could witness level six combat firsthand.

For him, this was beneficial. He would never forget the commander’s nurturing grace.

The Blood Tear Angel looked startled; wasn’t the Black Dragon Lord fighting the Smiling Angel?

“Du plication?”

It had a sudden realization.

One duplication was able to hold it back–a Late Stage level six… The strength of this Black Dragon Lord was indeed terrifying. If in Seven Sins City, he would be of the Generals’ level.

Elsewhere.

The Smiling Angel’s laughter began to fade.

Having just engaged with the Black Dragon Lord, it was driven downward, completely overpowered.

It was a Mid Stage level six expert, so why was the gap so vast?

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Levi’s three Sword Energy strikes turned the Smiling Angel into pieces.

“Jiejiejie, you can’t kill me.”

These twisted fragments reassembled, reforming the Smiling Angel’s figure.

Levi smiled and said,
“Interesting.”

These Crying and Smiling Envoys were quite powerful with peculiar attack methods, more troublesome than a typical Sixth Ring Senior Wizard.

The damage caused by physical attacks was limited as if they were spirit-type beings.

He immediately sheathed his longsword, his body wreathed in the Crimson Emperor Dragon Flames, transforming into a figure of the Fire God, while the Falling Star Ring on his wrist glowed red hot.

Knowing it was no match for Levi, the Smiling Angel quickly flew toward the Blood Tear Angel.

The Blood Tear Angel, a Late Stage level six, was powerful enough to be ranked in the top ten in Seven Sins City.

Levi held a purple crucible in his palm, which he tossed into the air while chanting an incantation.

The purple crucible spun and enlarged until it became a giant pot several meters in diameter, trapping the Smiling Angel underneath.

“Collect!”

Bright light flashed, and the figure of the Smiling Angel was forcibly drawn inside.

“Jiejiejie, let me out!”

The Smiling Angel’s voice echoed within the crucible.

In the sealed space.

The smiling face bounced around like a balloon.

On the walls, complex and mysterious array patterns lit up.

The Smiling Angel despaired.

It struggled with all its might but could not leave this accursed place.

This was a top-grade Wizard Tool refined by the Holy Infant, capable of trapping even those at Sixth Circle Perfection, let alone it?

Moments later.

Purple liquid emerged all around, with mist filling the air.

Deadly poison flowed within the space, and a strong corrosive force swept across.

The Smiling Angel laughed out loud, attempting to shatter the toxic gases with its sound waves.

But the poison intensified until it was drowned.

Not long after.

The Smiling Angel with a face riddled with holes was submerged by the poisonous water, its existence extinguished, its specter reduced to nothingness.

A true soul flew out of the crucible and was promptly captured by Leon waiting outside.

The Blood Tear Angel connected to the Smiling Angel by heart, wailed even louder in grief.

“Wuwuwu, you’ve killed my brother; I want you dead!”

The crying face swelled until it shone like the Sun, filling the entire space.

He cried louder and louder, his tears creating a Blood River, turning into a vast sea that submerged the world.

The Fire Dragon Knight watching from afar suddenly started crying involuntarily.

Shocked, he found himself unable to control it.

“What kind of strange technique is this?”

Crying and crying.

His eyes, too, started to shed bloody tears.

If this continued, his blood would soon dry up, and he would die.

Drowned in the Blood Sea, Levi felt a rush of tears coming on.

Why do people have to work… why does the author need to keep typing… damn housing prices still stubbornly high… living is so tiring… the human realm is not worth it.

A jumble of negative emotions uncontrollably surged into his mind.

The most ridiculous part was these negative feelings all came from memories of his previous life, indicating that in this life, he had lived without regrets, his thoughts clear.

The tip of his nose felt sour, tears swirling in his eyes.

Seeing this, the Blood Tear Angel let out a strange wail, pleased with itself as it thought:
“Wuwuwu, cry, cry, it’s not a sin for men to cry.”