Chen Luo never imagined that just two days after joking about encountering angels in real life, he'd actually meet one.
Defeating a random thug gave 10 Primogems.
But defeating an S-rank talent angel?
How many Primogems would that yield?
As for why Chen Luo's confidence skyrocketed upon hearing "angel"...
[Jashin Dropkick] (Skill):
Effect: Deals moderate damage to ordinary lifeforms/structures as a standard kick technique.
However, when targeting angels or celestial beings, it transforms into a conceptual attack, dealing massive damage while inflicting temporary ability suppression.
In short—an angel-specific counter skill.
During the two days since obtaining it, Chen Luo had tested the skill thoroughly. True to its description, the Jashin had utterly wasted its potential.
The base version was pathetically weak. Its angel-slaying potency remained untested—until now.
Though lacking concrete data, Chen Luo always trusted his talent panel.
"Uh, lord angel, just to confirm—nothing inside this Angel Domain can be detected outside?" Chen Luo feigned a fearful tone.
"Of course! Are you mocking my domain? This space mimics your commute route but is actually a separate dimension. Any destruction here won't affect the real world."
"Moreover, no matter how much time passes inside, only one second elapses externally. Even if they notice anomalies, they can't react in time."
"So hoping for rescue? Impossible."
"No one escapes an Angel Domain alive. That's why no one who learns my secret survives."
This explained how her talent remained classified—the dead don't talk.
"In that case... good." Chen Luo sheathed his sword, relieved.
If we can't leave until you die, then I'll just kill you.
With that settled—
"Hey, birdbrain! Does this world have a Hell?" Chen Luo shouted at the idiot perched on the streetlamp.
Since she wanted him dead, Chen Luo has no intention of making peace. Today, either she kills me or I kill her. Since both of us want to kill each other, let's not be polite anymore.
"Of course—WHAT DID YOU CALL ME?" Out of God's pity for mortals, the blonde woman was about to answer Chen Luo, but her reply got stuck in her throat.
The huge feathers of light fluttered behind her, and countless feathers made of light fell off her wings, turning into countless sharp swords made of golden light, pointing at Chen Luo's vital points.
"I called you birdbrain, dumbass!" Chen Luo grinned as [Jashin Dropkick] locked onto its target, surging power through his body.
Facing the golden sword barrage, Chen Luo pushed off lightly with his toes—
Whoosh!
He became a streak of light, ascending faster than the eye could track.
"Have you heard of... a kick that descends from heaven?" His voice boomed from above.
"A Kick that descends from heaven? No, that's not the point. Since when was he this strong?!" The angel's confidence wavered as she failed to lock onto his movements.
A flaming sword materialized in her right hand.
"JASHIN DROPKICK!"
From 30 meters up, Chen Luo's feet homed in on her face as the skill activated.
Outwardly, when the skill activated, nothing seemed extraordinary. No shockwaves, no wind pressure. Yet the war angel's instincts screamed danger.
Her wings beat frantically as she retreated.
"Useless! Know what 'guaranteed hit' means?"
At this moment, Chen Luo became light itself.
The luminous arc adjusted mid-flight when the war angle moved, curving unerringly to crush into her face.
CRACK!
The moment Chen Luo's foot came into contact with his opponent, the gorgeous light wings behind her were instantly shattered, and the halo that appeared faintly on her head also shattered.
"GHA—!" The angel spat blood and teeth when she was kicked in her face, crashed earthward, and now powerless.
Stripped of her celestial durability, her human-level body couldn't withstand the blow.
"W-what?! My power... gone?! WHAT DID YOU DO?!" Panic replaced arrogance as she scrambled up, lunging at Chen Luo.
"Still acting tough?" Chen Luo kicked her chest without mercy, sending her flying another two meters with another bloody cough.
After she lost her power, her durability became the same as an ordinary person, and naturally could not compare with Chen Luo, who had done countless commissions.
As Chen Luo approached, he extended a hand.
"Come on, handshake." He smiled.
"PTUI!" A blood-flecked spit flew at him—only to be blocked by a wind wall and splattered back onto her face.
"Come on, handshake." Chen Luo repeated patiently.
Seemingly yielding, the angel tremblingly offered her right hand, and just when Chen Luo was about to shake her hand—
SNEAK ATTACK!
Her left hand whipped up with a sharp stone aimed at Chen Luo's temple!
CLANG!
A wind barrier deflected the strike as Chen Luo reflexively grabbed her wrist—
SNAP!
"AAAAAH!" Her scream echoed as bones fractured.
"Shit, sorry! Force of habit!" Chen Luo apologized instinctively. Because Chen Luo had been sparring with the Herrscher of Sentience every day, he formed a conditioned reflex.
"SCREW YOUR FAKE APOLOGIES!" She spat blood, glaring hatefully.
"Right, why am I apologizing? You started this." Another twist elicited identical cracks and screams.
Chen Luo wasn't being cruel—she just wouldn't cooperate.
How can I check/buy your skills without shaking hands?
You won't befriend me, but you don't want to die. This troubles Chen Luo greatly.
Once her left arm was disabled, Chen Luo forcibly shook her right hand.
Proof that even coerced handshakes count as friendship.
This talent panel's befriending mechanic was strange and bizarre. It can't be said to be good or bad.
The disadvantage is that if you don't shake hands with real friends, you will never know how awesome your friends are.
The advantage is that no matter how hard you beat someone, as long as you shake their hand, you are friends.
Yvette Pegg
[War Angel] (S-rank Talent): Not a true war angel, but one that grows through war. The larger the war and the stronger the opponent, the faster the growth rate.
Price: 14,400 Primogems (Original 12,000 Primogems)
[Angel Power]: 4,800 Primogems (Original 4,000 Primogems)
[Flaming Sword]: 3,000 Primogems (Original 2,500 Primogems)
[Wings of Light]: 3,000 Primogems (Original 2,500 Primogems)
[War Domain]: One of the highest-tier domain techniques, this creates a high tier dueling arena where no outside interference can penetrate. Once activated, the domain completely isolates all combatants from external contact or observation, severing even causality with the outside world. The only way to dissolve the domain is for one side to perish in battle. Within this sealed battlefield, the domain's user gains multiple combat enhancements. Additionally, the user can manipulate time flow inside the domain, with the maximum setting making one second in reality equal to extended time within the domain.
Price: 4,800 (Original 4,000)
(Total markup: 20%)
"Damn, 'angel' talents live up to the hype, this is terrifying" Chen Luo marveled at her various abilities in disbelief.
Based just on the price, this Yvette is better than Liu Wenxuan, Yun Xia, and Yun Lian'er, and is almost catching up with the Herrscher of Sentience.
Although, if based on strength, she should not be able to beat the Herrscher of Sentience, but if she successfully breaks ranks up, that may not be true.
War Angels are terrifying.
As Chen Luo pondered this, faint light reappeared around the battered angel—her halo and wings beginning to regenerate.
"Trash... your trick's wearing off. Don't worry—I won't let you die easily. I will let you know what a fate worse than death means" Her broken jaw twisted into a grin as her left arm mended under the blessing of the war domain and the power of angels.
"Fuck, so soon?" Chen Luo was slightly surprised.
Jashin Dropkick did not indicate how long it would take for the opponent to recover. Her recovery speed might be because Chen Luo's strength was too weak, or maybe it was something else, so the angle recovered in just one or two minutes.
If the opponent recovered her strength, 10 Chen Luos would not be able to beat her.
So... Chen Luo added another dropkick.
In fact, Jashin Dropkick has no cool down.
"..." The cruel smile on the angel's smile froze as her powers vanished again.
"What was that, princess? Didn't catch it." Chen Luo materialized his Dull Blade.
"Just kill me." The pale blonde beauty said coldly.
Any hope of counterattacking died then. Her [War Domain]'s rules were absolute—only one leaves alive.
This skill is normally reserved for death battles or when she wants to bully the weak.
On weekdays, she only relied on a flaming sword to maintain her appearance as an S-level talent, and never exposed her true talent.
Yet this opponent's strength is not strong, which she can feel, but he seems to have a skill that is a natural to counter her.
No, a skill that is a counter to all angels.
And the most terrifying thing is that this skill seems to have no cooldown.
This meant she could never defeat him, and if she didn't defeat him, she would never be able to leave this war domain.
The blonde woman didn't believe for a second that Chen Luo before her was kind enough to seek another way for them to leave together, nor did she think he even had that ability.
"Ah, killing you... I really can't bring myself to do it. Hold on a second." Chen Luo suddenly interrupted her, delivering another kick to her stomach.
Then, Chen Luo stood up and silently called for his bar.
A second later, a bar and a door materialized before him.
Chen Luo tentatively pushed the door open and found that it could indeed be opened—and he could walk right through.
This meant he could leave the war domain without having to kill her.
Chen Luo had already discussed it with the Herrscher of Sentience: if he hadn't returned by midnight, she would immediately open the Bar to retrieve him.
At that point, Chen Luo just needed to follow the Herrscher of Sentience out of the Bar to arrive at the place where she had entered—which was Chen Luo's home.
In other words, Chen Luo could freely leave this damn war domain whenever he wanted.
As for why Chen Luo didn't want to kill this angel…
It wasn't out of mercy. No, Chen Luo coveted her abilities.
He had never tested whether he could still buy a skill if the "friend" who owned it died.
"Good news—I can leave this war domain without killing you, which means you get to live." Chen Luo grinned at the blonde woman.
"You're… sparing me? No—wait, no! You have to kill me! You can't just leave!" Just as the blonde woman was secretly relieved, she suddenly realized something.
If he left just like that, it meant she couldn't kill him—and if he escaped, the war domain would never dissolve.
That meant once her abilities recovered, she would be trapped in this damned place forever, with no one coming to save her.
With the power of an angel, she could easily survive for a hundred years—but that also meant a hundred years of solitude…
As for suicide? Sorry, angels weren't allowed to take their own lives. They couldn't. It was a rule and a shackle.
"Please… kill me," begged the once-arrogant, domineering golden-haired angel, her eyes filled with desperation.