Chapter 367: The Death of the Four Archangels, Promotion of Demon-Sweeping Fortitude_1

[Not far away, the 'Punishment Angel' seems to see you're at the end of your rope. It grins, taunting you again to give up any futile resistance, and hand over the umbilical cord of the Wet Nurse. This way, you can suffer less physical pain.]

[Your eyes sharpen, you flap your remaining half pair of bone wings, and charge towards it…]

[The 'Punishment Angel' folds its arms across its chest and watches coldly. It does not show a counterattack stance...]

[Just as you approach it, that familiar sense of impending doom washes over you again!]

[The negative status of 'Deadly Plague' greatly affects your perception and reflexes. Before you can dodge, the biting cold beam of the bone blade blooms again!]

[You only feel a chill at your waist, blood spurts out, extreme pain hits you, you can no longer maintain your balance, and fall involuntarily onto the ground.]

[A gruesome wound goes from your left waist upwards to your right shoulder, nearly separating your upper body into two!]