บท 757: The Ruler of The Plane (21)

But it was too little, too late. As Arpious bore down upon her with unrelenting force, the Archangel found herself overwhelmed by the sheer magnitude of her opponent's power. With a final, desperate cry, she unleashed a torrent of holy energy, but it was no match for the darkness that consumed her.

With a savage grin, Arpious closed in for the kill, her scythe flashing as it sliced through the Archangel's defenses with brutal efficiency. In a flurry of motion, she delivered a series of devastating blows, each strike tearing through the Archangel's divine form with terrifying ease.

As the Archangel staggered back, bloodied and broken, Arpious delivered the final, decisive blow, her scythe cleaving through the Archangel's celestial armor with chilling precision. With a sickening crunch, the Archangel's body was rent asunder, torn apart by Arpious's relentless assault.