Betrayed by the Succubus, I Raise a Twelve-winged Angel-Chapter 262: Mars Miller Demonized!

After unleashing her full strength, Summer Gardner unhesitatingly charged straight for the Great Elder of the Seraph Legion.

Among the current enemies, this Great Elder’s power was by far the most formidable.

As for the Seraphim, apart from her, everyone else had been severely weakened by long-term imprisonment and could not possibly match this Great Elder.

As for Lazuli...

As an elder, how could she let Lazuli face this elder of the Angel Race?

This responsibility must be borne by her!

Summer Gardner’s ten crimson wings suddenly fluttered, and the fiery red light carved a dazzling trajectory in The Void.

In the next moment, she transformed into a stream of light, charging toward the Great Elder with a resolute aura.

"Come on!"

The Great Elder of the Seraph Legion roared with a thunderous shout upon seeing this.

A trace of ferocity flashed in his eyes...

If Summer Gardner was in her prime, he indeed would not be a match.

But now...

This reckless Seraph dared to come to him willingly, so he would gladly send her on her way!

With Summer Gardner having chosen her opponent first, the remaining Seraphim also promptly focused on their targets.

They tacitly prioritized attacking the Seraph Legion, leaving the weaker Demon Clan to Lazuli, Vera, and Veridia.

Vera watched this scene, her eyes flashing with a trace of envy.

She felt comforted by the thought that Lazuli had such united clansmen, yet she was swiftly overcome with loneliness.

Such clansmen, she would never have again.

The current Elven Race consisted solely of her.

However, this melancholy quickly faded.

Vera soon adjusted her mindset, her gaze becoming determined once more.

Even though she had lost her clan, she still had her most important master.

"Lazuli, Veridia, each of us will handle four!"

There were a total of twelve Half-Step Totem Level experts present from the Demon Clan, just enough for an even distribution.

In response to this proposal, Lazuli and Veridia nodded without hesitation.

The three exchanged glances, dispersing with tacit understanding, each confronting four Demon Clan experts.

On the other side, the battle in the high-altitude battlefield had already reached a white-hot stage.

"Boom——!!"

Amidst the deafening explosion, Lilith, clad in blood-colored battle armor, vigorously collided and then separated with Mars Miller, who was donned in golden armor.

Powerful shockwaves rippled through The Void.

Mars Miller steadied himself with a solemn expression, clearly aware after the previous exchanges...

that indeed, he was not a match for this Progenitor of the Vampires!

But relying on the innate formidable defensive abilities of the Seraph Legion, he could barely hold on for the time being.

He lifted his sinister eyes, locking firmly onto Lilith’s figure:

"Lilith, why do you oppose the Angel Race instead of staying peacefully in the Blood Clan territories?"

A hint of a cold smile appeared on Lilith’s face.

"You have allied with the Demon Clan, yet you dare to call yourself part of the Angel Race?"

"You forsake being a Clan Leader, preferring to be the Demon Clan’s lapdog!"

Upon hearing Lilith’s taunt, Mars Miller’s face turned extremely ugly.

Though indeed he had allied with the Demon Clan, being blatantly called a dog for the Demon Clan by Lilith was...

"Who are you to judge me?"

Mars Miller suddenly bellowed hysterically, his eyes gleaming a demonic red.

"You inherited the Blood Clan’s Divine Pattern, breaking directly through to Totem Level, but what about me?"

Mars Miller’s features twisted with fury, his voice tinged with long-repressed resentment:

"Do you think I want to be the Demon Clan’s lapdog? I have no choice!"

His golden wings trembled violently, as if to release millennia of pent-up bitterness:

"Above me, there is always a Seraph suppressing me! I can never gain recognition from the Angel Race’s Divine Pattern! Without it, how can I break through to Totem Level?!"

At this point, Mars Miller suddenly burst into maniacal laughter, pointing at Lilith and questioning:

"Blood Progenitor! Answer me! Without the Blood Clan’s Divine Pattern, could you have broken through to Totem Level?"

This sharp question momentarily left Lilith speechless.

She fell into contemplation...

Indeed, even with her Myth Five Stars’ talent, without the Blood Clan’s Divine Pattern...

it would be difficult to rely entirely on herself to break through to Totem Level! 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Within the Alternate Space’s Laws, Talent Level determines the growth limit of a Beastbond:

For example:

An excellent level Beastbond’s limit is Transcendent.

Epic Level, then Commander Level is their limit.

And the Legendary Level limit is Monarch Level.

As for Totem Level, Myth Talent is required.

However....

Being possible does not mean it will definitely happen.

Even with Mars Miller’s Myth Five Stars talent, he could not break through to Totem Level.

Lilith speculated...

Perhaps only with talent surpassing Myth Five Stars could one genuinely break through Totem Level without relying on a Divine Pattern.

This notion involuntarily brought Aster Grant to her mind.

She vividly remembered that Aster Grant could enhance Beastbond talents.

Lazuli, Vera, and Veridia all achieved talents above Myth Five Stars with Aster Grant’s help.

This realization filled her with unspeakable gratitude...

Fortunately, she had met Aster Grant.

Although she was not yet Aster Grant’s Contracted Tamed Beast, through this time spent together, she had come to fully understand Aster Grant’s character.

He never exploits those he recognizes.

Moreover, they also shared a Blood Covenant connection.

This bond, though not a formal Beast Taming Contract, was nearly equivalent.

As long as Aster Grant had a vacancy, she was prepared to ask him to become his Beastbond.

Pulling her thoughts back to reality, Lilith refocused her gaze on Mars Miller. For now, what she needed to do...

was, according to Aster Grant’s command, drive this angel to a desperate point.

"You’re right, without the Divine Pattern, I can’t necessarily break through to Totem Level."

"But that does not excuse your allegiance with the Demon Clan."

Lilith’s eyes held a flicker of coldness.

She was no longer willing to delay with Mars Miller.

The Laws she mastered surpassed Mars Miller’s by far, as she had once reached Totem Level.

In the next moment.

With a sudden eruption of blood-red aura, the Blood Domain around her rapidly contracted.

In Lilith’s hand, a Blood Long Spear formed.

Mars Miller’s pupils shrank abruptly, the threat of death causing him to tremble all over.

He could clearly sense that if he couldn’t block this strike, he would surely meet his end today!

"Blood Progenitor, do you really think you have me cornered?!"

Mars Miller suddenly erupted into hysterical laughter, a trace of madness flashing in his eyes.

Without hesitation, he poured all his spiritual power into the Demon Stone in his mind.

"Boom——!!!"

Instantly, the overwhelming Demonic Qi engulfed Mars Miller like a volcanic eruption.

The golden wings on his back were visibly corroded by black lines, the sacred radiance gradually replaced by murky darkness.

"Is this... the feeling of power?"

Mars reveled, spreading his arms wide to embrace the turbulent energy within.

His voice became hoarse and distorted.

As the last trace of gold was consumed by darkness, Mars Miller’s aura suddenly surged to an unprecedented peak!

The terrifying pressure caused the surrounding space to begin twisting and shattering.

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