I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 723. Angel King Jiang Qiu'e

Fortunately, we hadn't gone far from the Tower of Babel.

In a flash, Xia Feng arrived at the tower gate and turned around.

The woman in the green dress, who had transformed into a streak of light and sped towards them, was still some distance away and was about to be overtaken by the pursuers behind her.

Xia Feng's heart tightened.

Fortunately, with the words "I stand behind Xia Feng" spoken by the immortal, the woman in the green dress stepped across the sky and arrived in an instant.

Xia Feng reached out and pressed down on the Babel Tower door. As the seal dissipated, the two of them flashed inside, and he closed the door behind them.

Before leaving, he obtained access to the Tower of Babel from Chana, just in case.

Unexpectedly, an accident actually occurred.

"Ugh—" Once she was safe, Jiang Qiu'e could no longer hold on. She groaned, blood oozing from the corner of her lips. Her face turned pale instantly, and she became delirious.

She swayed unsteadily, and Xia Feng quickly reached out to support her slender shoulders.

With her hair disheveled and her face limply resting against Xia Feng's chest, Jiang Qiu'e finally felt a sense of security as she felt the familiar warmth from his strong heartbeat.

Her injuries proved too much for her to bear; her eyelids drooped a few times, and she passed out.

"No, Jiang Qiu'e? You've already fainted?" Xia Feng shook her shoulder, her ethereal face calm and serene, showing no reaction whatsoever.

It looks like the injury is quite serious.

Seeing this, Xia Feng had no choice but to hug the woman in the green dress back into his arms, and then fly up to the top of the tower.

As he flew, he clamped his grip on Jiang Qiu'e's beautiful face.

Her glossy red lips were forced into a pout. In her semi-conscious state, she seemed to feel discomfort. Her upturned eyelids trembled slightly, and her cool brows furrowed in pain.

Xia Feng bit his tongue, lowered his head and covered her red lips with his, transferring his blood into hers.

Jiang Qiu'e can recover from her injuries by drinking high-ranking dragon blood.

The higher the rank, the better the effect.

Within seconds, Jiang Qiu'e regained consciousness, but she did not open her eyes. Instead, she quietly felt Xia Feng's breath and the rare tenderness he showed her.

She was somewhat dazed. She had initially hated this bastard who had repeatedly toyed with her, and resented his enslavement of her and trampling on her dignity as a nine-tailed fox. But now, why did she feel a sense of security she had never experienced before when she was by his side?

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Just touching her lips made her legs feel like they couldn't take it anymore, and she just wanted to splash all the pent-up desire she had accumulated over the years onto this bastard's face.

"Shuhu, open your eyes if you're awake, stop pretending to be asleep." Xia Feng frowned, released his mouth, and slapped the woman's butt.

“?!” Jiang Qiu’e frowned.

After waiting for two seconds, she saw Xia Feng raise his hand to spank her again, and she groggily opened her eyelids.

Her ethereal eyes focused unfocused, as if she had just woken up. She looked around in confusion, frowned, and asked softly, "What's wrong with me?"

"Slap—" The large hand fell again, and Jiang Qiu'e felt pain, but also a tingling pleasure. She glared at the man in front of her, her beautiful, ethereal eyes filled with displeasure.

Xia Feng completely ignored her and flew straight into the spatial portal, leaving her feeling somewhat disappointed.

To Xia Feng's surprise...

On the void platform, the figures in the black dress and the snow dress clashed, the two women seemingly bored, engaging in a physical fight.

Cha Nai Xue's physical skills were already quite strong, and after receiving Miao Shi's inheritance, her physical skills became comparable to Mu Qing Tong's.

With the addition of Cha Nai Xue's dark-level strength and agility, Mu Qing Tong was no match for her and was forced to retreat steadily.

Unfortunately, Mu Qingtong ultimately used her magical artifact to trample the arrogant woman in the snow dress under her feet once again.

Cha Nai Xue pressed her face to the ground, her purple eyes filled with humiliation and resentment, glistening with tears. "You're cheating again!" Mu Qing Tong smiled calmly, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

At the same time, Xia Feng, with the woman in the green dress in his arms, landed on the platform.

The woman in the blue dress was somewhat bewildered, astonished by the strength that Chana Yuki had just displayed. Although her spiritual pressure was still not high, it was still somewhat extraordinary.

"No, I was only gone for a day, and you, you little green tea, have become so powerful? You even managed to overpower Mu Qingtong?" Jiang Qiu'e's beautiful eyes were full of doubt.

Chana noticed the woman in the blue dress's gaze, her eyes crinkling with a sweet smile. A sense of pleasure welled up within her. "You vixen, so what if you were once a star goddess? You never thought you'd have a chance to become a goddess yourself!"
The two women looked at each other, their gazes meeting, each lost in their own thoughts.

Although the two formed a rebellion alliance, they secretly planned to turn the tables and take control.

But it was only a temporary alliance, and no one knew if the other side would secretly do something that violated the alliance agreement.

After Xia Feng briefly explained the matter of Cha Nai Xue, Jiang Qiu'e suppressed her surprise and quickly got to the point: "We're in trouble."

The four turned their gaze toward the outside of the Tower of Babel.

Nearly a hundred spirit masters hovered on both sides of the Tower of Babel, surrounding the giant tower.

Judging from their positions, they are roughly two opposing forces.

To the east, the man standing at the forefront wore a white-gold military robe that fluttered in the wind, an eagle helmet covering his forehead, and phoenix eyes that looked down at the earth. He was none other than Jin Yangtian, and behind him was the Li Dong Legion.

To the west, there was a group of bird-men with white wings, each two or even three meters tall.

"The Angel Legion?" Chana Yuki narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly, somewhat surprised.

The third gatepost commands two legions: the Yama Legion and the Angel Legion.

The Angel Legion rarely ventures out, usually focusing on protecting the Central Court. Their appearance in District 15 is clearly unusual.

Standing at the very front of the angel legion was a six-winged angel with a golden wing mark between his brows, whose handsome features were like those of a god, and whose hands were clasped behind his back in mid-air.

Xia Feng also recognized the person: Angel Right Wing - Juphale!

Last time, when Sirius was surrounded and killed, it was this man who pierced his heart with the Sword of God and sent him to the River of Nightmare.

They are definitely mortal enemies!

Enemies meeting are bound to be hostile, Xia Feng narrowed his dark eyes slightly: "What are they doing at the Black Moon Headquarters?"

"Naturally, it's to seize the Moon God Realm."

"No, this is blatant robbery? The Holy Ministry and Apocalypse are right here in the city, and they don't care?"

Among the Empire's armed forces, the Holy Ministry is responsible for dealing with superhuman crimes, Apocalypse is responsible for supernatural powers and hunting down fugitives of the Venerable level and above, and the Legion is responsible for foreign wars and large-scale monster disasters.

Simply put, the Holy Ministry manages internal affairs, the Legion manages external affairs, and the Apocalypse can manage everything, including these two, and has the greatest authority.

But now it seems that Apocalypse is not going to get involved in the affairs of the Black Moon Court?
If the Legion openly plunders the Black Moon Court and angers the Pope, aren't you afraid of triggering a second imperial civil war?

"Tianqi is not interfering in this matter, probably because of me." Jiang Qiu'e pursed her lips.

"You?" Xia Feng asked, puzzled.

"Lord Nine-Tailed Fox, the position of King of Angels has been vacant for a thousand years."

At that moment, a vast divine voice surged in from outside the tower, and the six-winged angel Ulfele said respectfully, "As long as you are willing to return to Midgard with me, you will still be our king!"

Rumbling--

Behind the six-winged angel, fifty angels, clad in heavy silver armor, knelt in unison on one knee, their right hand on their left breast, chanting in unison like divine recitation, their voices echoing throughout the universe:

"Welcome back, my king!"

(End of this chapter)