Yila could feel it, he could feel it, even though he hadn’t reached there yet... Perhaps it was because of the existence of the [Void Wing Pillar·Tikapu].
But before he died, those emotions and feelings were romantically conveyed to Yila... The determination to protect Hilena, the attachment to the Demon King Territory, the nostalgia for the world, and the carefree attitude of *"no regrets."*
And all of this turned into the fuel for the fire of Yila’s anger...
The anger in his heart was fully displayed on his body, his eyes turned crimson, and the World Spell on his neck became as red as blood... This rage was even more intense than when he first found out Isabella was involved in the slave trade.
Just like that, Yila breathed heavily... Just using an ordinary breath as a trigger, the World Tree understood his thoughts, and the ethereal wings appeared behind him.
[Void Wing Pillar·Tikapu·Wing Spread]
This was the last thing left by Tikapu. At the moment the ethereal wings appeared, Yila shot out like an arrow leaving the bow... disappearing from his original place in an instant, under the astonished gazes of everyone around.
And, no doubt, Yila had reappeared perfectly intact after using the sharp spikes to pierce the brain, and after that void space covered the surrounding earth for over ten seconds.
In other words... Raphael was dead.
The formidable one was dead in Yila’s hands.
Interestingly enough...
At this moment, in Yila’s [Wing Pillar], it was only the brilliant golden light of the Heavenly Holy Knight’s Mana, and nothing else.
Even though logically, after Yila exhausted the wings of the [Crimson Dragon], there should still be wings like the [Witch Demon’s] wings, which though explosive, weren’t completely depleted and could be used for at least another second, and there were the unused wings of the [Blood Clan] and the [Headless Knight].
But at this moment, those were all gone.
In their place were some things resulting from his extremely angry state, some kind of mutated entities... and those were about to appear at this moment.
"Tikapu... is dead..."
Yila’s voice was hoarse and deep. He maintained his rapid flight, and a second pair of semi-transparent ethereal wings, clearly belonging to the Witch Demon, tattered like rags, spread behind him.
[Void Wing Pillar·Vera·Wing Spread]
Clearly, what Yila said at this moment wasn’t a trigger. Although in many situations, especially in some self-made spells and moves, the chanting of the [trigger] was self-created...
As long as it followed the rules of [syllable count] and [pertaining god], one could freely set the trigger phrase in advance, just like Yila’s self-created [Pure White Swift Blade·Blood] during his time at the White Tower.
Generally, once a trigger was set, it couldn’t be changed. Using such nonsensical words to trigger the World Tree’s rules was completely against common sense...
[Void Wing Pillar·Lodya·Wing Spread]
Then came the third pair of ethereal wings. As they appeared, skeletal trails began to emerge behind them... Whether it was Yila, releasing the Netherworld Road, or the [allied forces] following him, their speed quickened.
Although there were no allied forces at this moment
"The Vampires’ outlier..."
[Void Wing Pillar·Senata·Wing Spread]
In this world, "vampire" was not a pleasant term, at least not more elegant than [Blood Clan]... So, although Yila used this term in his mind for all Blood Clan members,
He never said it aloud and tried to correct it whenever he could.
But this time, he didn’t care... or rather, a ghost was indeed a ghost, a monster was indeed a monster, evil was indeed evil, just like he told Raphael, *"there’s no need to apologize."*
That vampire, too, didn’t need to leave any last words...
Yila said, and behind him... all those ethereal [Void Wing Pillars] were slightly lower in position, not squeezed out of place as would normally happen when new [wings] appeared.
The space was already there, the vacant space had been reserved.
The golden radiance, like particles of a starry sky, began to coalesce behind Yila... This was a presence more extraordinary than any Mana Yila had encountered.
Many people believed that the strength of the wings exhibited by the Governor correlated with the strength of the original wielder... but it wasn’t so.
The more powerful the Mana source, the stronger the void wing pillar.
However, the most ordinary [Wing Pillar] did not truthfully reflect that strength, otherwise, Governors who absorbed weak monster Mana on the battlefield would become weaker... Governors themselves could also guarantee the strength.
This was the [lower limit] for every Governor...
This showed that Satan Ye needed more effort to be a competent Crimson Dragon, not to reach Yila’s level, but even to catch up to her father was an unattainable goal.
But that’s beside the point... It’s important to clarify that the wings Yila now displayed were at the degree of a [Heavenly Holy Knight], with the approximate power of a Heavenly Holy Knight.
"First Wing Pillar·Heavenly Holy Knight·Wing Spread!"
With Yila’s voice, a gale started howling, and like a true hero, the holy white light trailed behind Yila.
But now, Yila didn’t look holy at all.
Vera’s and the others’ Mana had all turned to void wing pillars, and Yila had gone through mutation... What this symbolized was obvious and needed no further explanation.
Anger, condensed into a tangible pressure, enveloped everything around indiscriminately... With the radiant wings of the Heavenly Holy Knight on his back, he looked at the vampire outlier who was grinning happily.
Beside him was Tikapu, drifting with the wind, and Hilena, lying unconscious on the ground.
"Hahaha! So interesting... That’s Raphael’s power!"
The vampire outlier laughed heartily, sensing Yila’s current anger and danger, but he continued laughing... Not mockingly, but simply out of a sense of amusement.
"[The gods send the angel to save His child!]"
Yila gritted his teeth and chanted, countless points of light converging into a huge light sword in his hand... Just like Raphael, he felt the burning in his hand, shouting, "[From the four winds, from the ends of the earth, all gather!]"
So painful, the hand burned... So that’s it, the sword was not a weapon, and the Heavenly Holy Knight couldn’t use it in the fourth wing pillar (weapon) or the second wing pillar (movement).
Because the sword was an appendage of power, a strength brought by chanting. This was the only ability of the Heavenly Holy Knight—
*[Obey the Spirit’s Word (listen to the gods)]*
Although Yila didn’t believe in gods, also leading to self-damage when using the power, he didn’t care... The tangible intent to kill masked his face, making his expressions almost unreadable.
In fact, Yila couldn’t afford extra emotions in his mind, only...
Kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill...
[Tikapu: Hahaha, great... Lady Hilena has been saved! But... Lord Yila~ it’s useless for you to get angry, because I’m already dead~]
Great, great... So great!