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Chapter 912: Chapter 913: Flame Light Wings_1

The massive flame blade extended for dozens of meters and slashed viciously onto the Battle Angel’s body. A “crack” sound echoed, as if something had been directly shattered.

A hundred thousand points of damage floated above the Battle Angel’s head.

Vitality Points were instantly depleted, and the figure of the Battle Angel slowly vanished, leaving only a pair of Flame Light Wings, burning and flapping in the mid-air.

System: You have defeated the assessment Judger, with an assessment rating of “Perfect”.

System: You have replaced the assessment Judger, awarded the “Battle Angel Judger’s Title”. Judgment Angel: Possesses the right to judge the Angel Clan; if an offender violates the angelic codes, the Judger holds the right to imprison, and even execute the target.

Streams of system information cascaded before Song Jian’s eyes, recording the so-called angelic codes—there were at least hundreds of them, dense and numerous. These codes regulated the behavior of the Angel Clan, and violators would be punished accordingly, with the Judger holding the authority to exact such punishments.

The Flame Light Wings in mid-air transformed into a stream of light and flew towards Song Jian. Soon, a pair of Flame Light Wings appeared behind Song Jian, looking as if they had grown right out of his back.

These Flame Light Wings were far more magnificent than any normal angelic or the Wings of Steel, with flames flowing from the fluttering wings dribbling toward the ground. As the flames left the wings, they gradually disappeared into thin air. The entire set of wings radiated a dazzling light, looking like a perfect work of art.

There was a time limit for flying with the Wings of Steel, and the Sword Flight Art not only occupied the Sky-breaking Sword but also continuously consumed Sword Qi. However, these Flame Light Wings endowed Song Jian with the capability of sustained flight. As long as his body could withstand it, flying for three days and nights would be no issue. Moreover, Song Jian was now even more agile when using the Thousand Swords Art in the air.

Song Jian, holding the Sky-breaking Sword with Flame Light Wings constantly fluttering behind him, almost looked indistinguishable from a true Battle Angel.

The angelic apparitions on the surrounding benches slowly vanished, and the twelve archangels in the stands all stood up, their figures disappearing one after another until only one twelve-winged archangel remained.

He walked slowly down from the stands, strolling in the void, and soon arrived in front of Song Jian.

This archangel was dressed in a tattered grey robe that shrouded his entire being, his face obscured under the hood and indiscernible.

The archangel drew a long sword and placed it upon Song Jian’s left shoulder as a deep voice rose from beneath the hood.

“In the name of the Judgment Angel, I bestow upon you the authority to decide. You must remember the glory of the Angel Clan, justice, fairness, courage, and mercy…”

“You shall abide by the laws of righteousness, fight against evil with bravery, and fear no sacrifice…”

“With the sword in your hand, you must protect all the beautiful things in this world…”

“For the weak, you must harbor a merciful and compassionate heart…”

“Against oppression, you must not fear to resist and fight back…”

As the Judgment Angel imparted these admonitions, Song Jian felt strong currents of heat surging from the Flame Light Wings behind him, flowing through his body’s meridians to every limb and bone.

His entire body seemed as if it were being constantly brushed by these warm currents, with every pore of his skin beginning to emit a faint white glow. Song Jian submerged himself entirely in the flow of this heat.

After an unknown amount of time, Song Jian slowly opened his eyes to find the Judgment Angel had disappeared at some point. He had returned to the previous training ground.

Looking around at the wooden dummies, Song Jian had a feeling as if he were in a different era; everything he had experienced before seemed like an illusion. However, he quickly noticed the Flame Light Wings still fluttering behind him.

“Is all of this real?” Song Jian gently caressed the ethereal Flame Light Wings with his fingertips. There was no sensation of burning, just a warm feeling between his fingers.

With a thought, the Flame Light Wings gently flapped, and he felt as if he were about to take flight, his feet involuntarily lifting from the ground.

“This feeling is simply…” Song Jian’s face lit up with surprise. Even when using the Wings of Steel to fly, he always felt like he was using a tool. But now, these Flame Light Wings felt like an extension of his body, as if they were a part of him all along.

“Flame Light Wings (Tier 1), external equipment, usage effects: Spirit Point recovery speed increased by 50%, capable of flight; Item description: This item is unique to the Judgers of the Angel Clan. Only players with the Judger’s Title from the Angel Clan are qualified to use it!”

“Spirit Point recovery speed increased by 50%?” A smile of delight appeared on Song Jian’s face. Although his current limit of Spirit Points was much higher than that of an ordinary player, he also used more Spirit Points. Abilities like the Sword Shadow Clone, which directly consumed a percentage, caused him much headache;

With the Flame Light Wings, at least Song Jian wouldn’t need to frequently use potions to restore his Mental Strength. Most importantly, he could now use the Thousand Swords Art in the air anytime, greatly increasing his agility.

Crack, crack~

Just then, the surrounding wooden dummies suddenly shattered one by one, and from inside the rooms surrounding the Judgment Hall, low growls were heard.

Boom, boom~

The buildings around the Judgment Hall suddenly collapsed, revealing enormous cages made of steel as thick as an arm. They contained giant, gruesome monsters with ferocious appearances. These monsters all looked different, but they had one thing in common: each had a pair of wings on their back;

“Is this really a Judgment Hall, or a prison for confining monsters?” Song Jian couldn’t help but quip after looking around;

All the monsters became excited the moment the surrounding buildings collapsed, continuously slamming their bodies against the cages, trying to break free;

They gazed at Song Jian with greedy eyes, some of them even drooling uncontrollably;

“If I were you, I’d leave this place quickly before these creatures break free!” A calm voice suddenly came from behind Song Jian.

Song Jian turned around and saw a Battle Angel imprisoned in an iron cage. This angel had only one wing remaining—the other, it seemed, had been cut off;

“Who are you?” Song Jian asked in a low voice;

“The heritage of the Judgers of the Angel Clan has actually fallen into the hands of a human, how pitiful!” The one-winged Battle Angel looked at the Flame Light Wings behind Song Jian with a sorrowful expression.

“Go now, without the suppression of the array, these monsters will soon break out of their cages. They were all once sinners, captured and brought to the Judgment Hall for trial. But hundreds of years have passed, and they have lost their sanity, becoming monsters!” The eyes of the one-winged Battle Angel slowly turned blood-red, his face showing a struggling expression. He seemed to be exerting all his strength, as if desperately suppressing something.

“Run!” The Battle Angel suddenly stood up and let out a roar at Song Jian;

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