My Space-Time System

Chapter 602 Took so long.

Everything that has happened so far has consumed only a few minutes and just then two angels soared through the skies, their presence commanding attention amidst the frenzied battleground as they shot towards Blake's clone.

The first angel had a commanding presence, his brown hair billowed in the rushing wind as he traversed the skies. Adorning his form was a colourful magical armour, intricately designed with ornate runes etched across its surface and at the heart of the armour gleamed a ruby-coloured crystal, radiating with an otherworldly luminescence. His left hand gripped a circular shield adorned with a central ruby gem, embellished with ancient runes that traced the edges. The shield bore spiky adornments, an imposing symbol of both defence and offence. In his right hand, he wielded a sword of magnificent craftsmanship, its hilt fashioned in the likeness of a dragon, while the blade itself glimmered with a crimson red hue, pulsating with mystical energy.

Beside the commanding figure, the second angel, adorned in contrasting attire. His blue hair fluttered in the gusts as he flew alongside his companion, dressed in a black leather jacket, a pristine white shirt, and sleek black leather trousers that merged seamlessly with leather boots. In his grasp, he held a metallic staff, embellished with an array of vibrant blue runes that cascaded down its length. Atop the staff, a golden claw clutched a brilliant blue sphere, shimmering with an unfathomable reservoir of potent energy.

With a swift and determined motion, the vanguard angel surged forth, his sword held tightly as he propelled himself towards the clone. However, just as the angel's blade was poised to strike, the clone executed a rapid warp, vanishing from its initial position in a blur of motion.

Appearing a significant distance away, the clone reappeared with its eyes on the vanguard angel. Sensing the abrupt shift in the clone's location, the blue-haired angel halted his advance with a calm look on his face.

He tightened his grip on the metallic staff, his knuckles whitening with the force of his grasp. Instantly, the blue orb nestled atop the staff began to radiate with an intense brilliance, filling the surroundings with a luminous azure glow.

With practised ease, the blue-haired angel cast Water Wheel. "Stand and fight you rat!" The Angel said with a cruel glint in his eyes.

In a breathtaking display of magical prowess, tens of water wheels appeared behind him, each aglow with vibrant arcane energy amplified by his staff. The Water Wheels gathered into a graceful formation, rotating harmoniously in a mesmerising display of aqueous might. contemporary romance

Suddenly hundreds of ice needles rained out of the water wheels, covering a wide range.

"You don't care about the collateral damage caused by your spells because the foot soldiers and citizens can't do anything." The clone snorted disdainfully as it once again warped, instantly dodging all the attacks. As the clone reappeared at another corner of the battlefield, the vanguard angel, skillfully navigated the chaotic skirmish, honing in on the spatial corridor that just forned in the battlefield. Once again, the clone was forced to warp but each warp became a strategic challenge as the angel relentlessly chased him down wherever he went like a rabid dog.

Meanwhile, the second angel controlled the Water Wheels that spun rapidly behind him. Without even lifting a finger, he channelled a diverse array of water-based spells, each cast with precision. Torrents of water surged forth, manipulated by the angel's skilled command of the element. Waves crashed and surged, taking various forms, cascading torrents, and pressurized jets, all aimed at disorienting the clone and disrupting its evasive manoeuvres.

As the clone found itself bombarded by the relentless onslaught of water-based spells, it remained calm. Grasping the empty air, the clone tore open a large spatial tear, allowing the barrage of water spells to pour in before unleashing the spell on an unfortunate Angel of the Synder empire.

Suddenly a figure emerged behind the clone, with his blade gleaming brightly as he slashed out ruthlessly forcing the clone to warp away.

As the battle progressed the two angels' coordinated attacks intensified. The first angel, closing in on Blake's clone with a murderous look in his eyes executed lightning-fast strikes, weaving a fabric of precise swordplay and agile movements. Each calculated manoeuvre brought it closer to cornering the clone.

'Why so eager for my nuts, did I kill your mom?' The clone muttered with a slight frown etched on its face.

Meanwhile, the second angel followed the battle with his eyes, patiently waiting for an opportunity to show. With a skilful command of the swirling water wheels behind him, he unleashed a torrential onslaught. Cascading walls of water crashed upon the clone from above, forcing it to warp away but the vanguard angel seemed to have predicted his warp point. By the time the clone appeared the vanguard angel was already there swinging down his blade. Left with no other choice, the clone warped once again but soon as it appeared the clone was met by high-pressure jets of water, leaving little room for escape. Instinctively it drifted to the side, narrowly escaping the attack.

"That was close." It muttered as it looked ahead only to realize the vanguard angel was just a few meters away with a deep frown on his face. "This is where it ends." A cold voice rang from behind.

Judging based on the bright blue light shining brightly from behind, the clone could tell it was the second angel standing behind him. He was going to speak but soon detected movements from the sides, only then did the clone realize it had been lured into a position where two more angels of the Synder empire were fighting. The clone was completely surrounded!

"It took you so long." The clone suddenly spoke up with a smirk on its face, not caring about the enemies that surround him.

The Angels of the Synder empire originally thought they were being spoken to but out of nowhere, the fiery barrier protecting and city slowly began to fade. "How?"

Confusion and dread washed through the angels as the sounds of war drums began coming from outside the walls of the city.

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