As Ethan, Nicholas, and Andrew were still bantering with each other, the space in front of them began to ripple, and over a dozen figures emerged from the distortions.
"Well, well, isn't this Ethan, the right-hand angel of the Holy Order? It's been a few thousand years since I've seen you lot. You still carry that nauseating stench, but seeing you suddenly makes me quite happy. I remember a few thousand years ago, the Queen and I took down one of your Holy Order. I wonder how you're doing now?"
A light laugh emanated from the newly appeared figures, but the contempt in the voice was unmistakable.
"Oh, it's you, the little demon, Xueyi. Why didn't you slink away with that stray dog Morgana? Instead, you've come here to die?"
"Demon Arto, hmm, not bad. Last time you ran fast, but I remember a demon named Leinu who was trampled under my feet. Before he died, he kept crying out: 'Arto, save me, save me.'"
"If you survived, why bring a bunch of nameless demons to die? You're doing a disservice to that demon named Leinu!"
Ethan's face changed at Xueyi's contemptuous words but quickly regained composure and smiled. How could he not know the left wing Xueyi mentioned, but now was not the time to show weakness? Having been a student of Queen Keisha for thousands of years, Ethan was confident in his verbal sparring skills. Keisha could always leave Morgana speechless, only able to call her names, which was the best proof.
Ethan, having inherited Queen Keisha's eloquence, handled Xueyi's contempt with ease, even thinking: Is that all?
"Hmph, it's you who will die, bitch."
Even though Xueyi was raised by Morgana like a daughter, Morgana herself couldn't surpass Keisha, and similarly, Xueyi naturally couldn't outtalk Ethan. Now, Xueyi felt furious, her blood boiling, and she wished she could slap Ethan's face a few times.
Arto, standing aside, heard Leinu's name, and a rare trace of sadness appeared on his usually expressionless face, but he quickly regained his composure. The dozen or so nameless demons looked at each other, speechless.
"Come on, Xueyi, if you know you can't outtalk Ethan, why humiliate yourself? Just fight already! We're demons, not here to chit-chat!"
Arto turned to Xueyi and signaled through a dark communication channel.
"Xueyi, stop wasting time, take them down."
"Alright, alright, Ethan is mine. You handle the rest."
On Ethan's side, after his retort, they also communicated through the dark channel.
"So that's Xueyi? Doesn't seem like much. Ethan, what's the plan? Who do you want?"
Nicholas eyed Xueyi not far away with disdain. As a third-generation guardian angel, a direct disciple of former Holy Order angel Ruoning, she didn't take the little demon Xueyi seriously.
"Nicholas, don't underestimate them. Besides Xueyi and Arto, there are two third-generation demons and the rest are second-generation. The situation isn't favorable."
"Hmph, Ethan, don't forget that third-generation demons can't compare to us. As long as we're careful, we can wipe them out... but Morgana hasn't shown up yet. If she ambushes us, it could be trouble. Let's follow your plan this time."
Although Nicholas seemed arrogant, she wasn't stupid. She saw through the situation clearly. Morgana hadn't appeared, and only sent some third and second-generation demons to probe them, clearly waiting for them to let their guard down. If Nicholas couldn't see through this, she would have wasted her five thousand years of life. She just had a habit of bantering with Ethan and felt uncomfortable without a few jabs.
"Alright, Nicholas, Andrew, we'll alternate covering each other after the fight starts. Delay as much as possible and don't get carried away!"
"Hmph!"
"Andrew understands!"
Nicholas and Andrew responded, but it was clear that Nicholas's pride exceeded the norm.
The battle was imminent.
"I can't believe I'm wasting time talking to you!"
Ethan's eyes flashed with cold light, and his disdainful words followed.
His words were like a signal. Ethan, Nicholas, and Andrew's helmets appeared on their heads, and as his words fell, they pulled down their visors and charged towards the demons.
The demons, as if agreed upon, took out their weapons from the dark dimension the moment Ethan's words fell, ready to face the incoming attack.
The battle erupted in an instant.
As high-ranking guardians of the Holy Keisha, Ethan, Nicholas, and Andrew's combat prowess was unquestionable, especially with the Holy Knowledge Database's support, boosting their abilities by at least fifty percent.
In the blink of an eye, the three were already close to the demons, their white legs kicking at Xueyi, Arto, and a nameless demon.
Although the demons were prepared, they were caught off guard by the sudden attack.
Xueyi, Arto, and the other demon were kicked away, while the rest of the demons hadn't even reacted.
"Damn, they're fast. We demons can't match angels in genetics, being suppressed in all aspects at the same level... Arto, are you dead? If not, fight back! You guys, stop dawdling and fight!"
Flying through the air, Xueyi clutched her kicked side, cursing. Under her black tight leather suit, a pair of demon wings suddenly sprouted, stabilizing her in the air.
Arto and the other third-generation demon weren't so lucky, flying a great distance before stopping.
"Even with Demon One's support, we can barely withstand them. This won't work. Xueyi, you take the lead. I'll support you with Little Black and Big Black. The rest of you, get out of the way; you're no match!"
Regaining his footing, Arto processed the data from the previous attack, turned to look at the attacked Little Black and far-off Big Black, and quickly made a judgment, shouting to the remaining second-generation demons.
But it was too late.
From Ethan, Nicholas, and Andrew's attack to Xueyi, Arto, and the other demon stabilizing and communicating, only a moment had passed. This moment was enough for Ethan, Nicholas, and Andrew to launch another attack.