World-saving Plan: The Only Savior

Chapter 1790 - 61: Plague Temple (Part 7)_2

"What’s going on? That thing actually absorbed the energy of the Holy Spirit Heart!? What is it exactly?"

Seeing the legendary treasure in his hand disappear just like that, Zhang Xiaoman felt a pang of heartache.

He was unwilling to give up and watched the changes in the Array. At this moment, the latter had already started to materialize and was continuously expanding.

Zhang Xiaoman fixed his eyes on all of this, ready to use his Unlimited Teleportation ability to escape at any moment.

"Wrong, it’s all wrong. My initial guess was problematic. That voice wasn’t the Plague God asking for help; it was coming from within this Array!"

"The good news is, being able to absorb the Holy Spirit Heart without being harmed by it means he’s at least not of the Demon Clan."

"But what sort of existence can absorb the Holy Spirit Heart... This is pure Holy Attribute energy... Could it be..."

Just as Zhang Xiaoman was making his guesses, the operation of the Array reached its peak. Endless golden light burst forth, transforming into sacred golden spots that filled the sky, turning the previously dark and eerie cave into one of warmth and peace.

A slender figure slowly emerged from the Array. She appeared to be a young girl, with long white hair cascading down to her waist. Her eyes were tightly shut, and she was curled up, encased by twelve pairs of golden wings that shielded her body.

Zhang Xiaoman’s pupils shrank sharply.

This energy felt so familiar, and twelve pairs of golden wings, this is...

"A Holy Angel!?"

As he uttered these words, the girl opened her eyes.

In her eyes, golden ripples flowed. At that moment, Zhang Xiaoman thought he heard the joyous songs of countless creatures.

The girl looked around in confusion, then her gaze settled on Zhang Xiaoman.

Her lips parted softly, and a voice like a gentle holy song resonated in his mind.

"It was you who accelerated my rebirth... are you my follower? Human."

Zhang Xiaoman trembled all over, certain of the girl’s identity before him.

This was a Holy Angel! And a Holy Angel who possessed the power of rebirth!

The key was that Zhang Xiaoman could tell from the twelve pairs of golden wings behind her that her power had surpassed Naphaya of the Upper Control Level, reaching what people in this world referred to as a True God!

A Holy Angel of the Extraordinary Level?

Does the Holy Angel Clan have such beings?

Yes, and there is only one.

That is the Holy Master of the Holy Angel Clan!

"Agarose Yeluo, that is my true name. As the servant who awakened me from the long road of rebirth, I permit you to call me this."

The girl looked at him curiously and revealed her name.

"Agarose Yeluo... this truly is the Holy Master of the Holy Angel Clan..."

Zhang Xiaoman murmured to himself, his expression becoming incredibly complex.

It was confirmed. After hearing this name, he realized the girl’s identity. Naphaya had once told him the Holy Master’s name was indeed Agarose Yeluo.

Unexpectedly, she should have been killed by the Demon Lord and then fell into an endless path of rebirth, yet she was found by him under the Plague Temple.

"In other words, she must have been killed here by the Demon Lord at that time, but what exactly happened then is unknown. It seems I must ask her to find out..."

Zhang Xiaoman quickly pondered, cautiously dropping his guard as he moved slightly closer.

"Do you know what time it is now? How long has it been since I entered the road of rebirth..."

The girl asked some seemingly normal questions, but when Zhang Xiaoman approached, she stopped suddenly, as if the words were caught in her throat, and she looked at him with astonished eyes.

"You, you are..."

The girl’s astonishment turned to horror, then with a hint of fear.

"You are the demon... No, your aura is different... yet how come you also..."

The panic on the girl’s face didn’t seem fake. Zhang Xiaoman was initially startled, then quickly realized what was happening.

That’s right, the Holy Angel Race has a racial talent, which is to perceive the true realm of others. Thanks to the help of the Ultimate Item, he had connected with all the Dark Spirit Series. When Naphaya first met him, she perceived this hidden truth, showing utmost respect, and the girl before him reacted similarly.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaoman couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It seems like he has a way to handle her.

"Please forgive my previous rudeness and impudence, esteemed Dominator. I am Agarose Yeluo of the Holy Angel Clan. Thank you for rescuing me from the endless road of rebirth."

The girl slightly bent over, offering a salute of the Holy Angel Clan to Zhang Xiaoman.

Zhang Xiaoman glanced at her, indicating that such formality was unnecessary.

No need for warm-ups or preparations, he seamlessly transitioned into his showboating mode.

Even though he hadn’t used this trick for a long time and it felt a bit like he was winning unfairly, its effectiveness was undeniable!

Zhang Xiaoman really enjoyed the talent of the Holy Angel Race now. He didn’t need to say much, and the other person would fill in all the blanks, making it the perfect support instrument.

"No problem, even though the Holy Angel Race is in decline, I am acquainted with a young one from your clan, so it seems we are somewhat fated."

"My clan... so it has truly declined..."

Upon hearing Zhang Xiaoman’s words, the girl first lowered her head in a moment of sadness, then a glimmer of hope appeared on her face as she spoke:

"Great Dominator, thank you once again for your grace. May I ask, the clan member you mentioned, who is he, and where is he now..."

Zhang Xiaoman waved his hand and said:

"No need to be so formal, call me Ji Xing, and as for the clan member you mentioned, his name is Naphaya. He’s currently serving me in a space I have established."

"Naphaya, so it was him..."

The girl bowed her head in contemplation for a while, then showed an expression of understanding. It seemed she did know this Holy Angel from her clan.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, just as the two were conversing, the surrounding cave began to shake.

They turned their heads to focus on the giant skeleton leaning against the wall.

At this moment, the skeleton’s fingers had started to twitch slightly, and as it moved, the surrounding soil began to fall down.

"No, the Catastrophe is about to awaken!"

Agarose Yeluo furrowed her brows, her golden eyes fixed on the giant double-edged sword in the skeleton’s chest.

"That’s my weapon, the Holy Judgment Blade, Felix. It was originally used to suppress the Catastrophe, but with my revival, the uncontrolled power has returned to me, causing the Catastrophe to lose suppression and begin awakening."

The girl quickly explained.

Zhang Xiaoman also looked in the direction of her gaze. The giant two-handed sword, originally shrouded in black mist, was now exposed, revealing its true form as the mist dissipated.

It was a gleaming giant sword, adorned with divine inscriptions unique to the Angel Race. Its blade had been wrapped in black aura, leading Zhang Xiaoman to think it was inherently that way, but now, with the retreat of this black mist, its truly sacred form was revealed, as if it was entirely forged from Holy Light, clearly not an ordinary object.

"Ji Xing... Dominator, my power hasn’t fully restored, and I can no longer suppress it. If the Catastrophe awakens, it might summon the Demon Lord immediately... My lord... you..."

The girl hesitated, unsure how to proceed, but her hopeful gaze at Zhang Xiaoman spoke volumes.