Chapter 53

"Give me back my sword!" Seeing the holy sword obediently fall into Sigma's hands, the angel was shocked and then flew into a rage, lunging at Sigma. "How dare you defile the holy artifact of Heaven!"

"No, it clearly flew over on its own..." Sigma looked innocent, about to explain, but then his eyes widened—this tall, long-legged blonde angel was only wearing a pure white robe. With even a little vigorous movement, the white robe, which offered questionable protection and coverage, couldn't possibly contain her chest, which seemed to be about to burst out of the fabric due to the intense movement. Apart from her wild and fierce temperament, she was a stunning beauty, scoring over ninety points. Her golden hair, like brilliant sunlight, her eyes as beautiful as the aurora, her holy and beautiful face, and her tall, curvaceous, and fiery figure, combined with the slightly trembling white wings on her back and the bountiful chest that swayed with her large movements, were simply too overwhelming!

So Sigma jumped back nimbly and raised the holy sword in his hand: "No, if you have the ability, come and take it!"

The angel was taken aback and then sneered, "You are courting death!"

Her eyes suddenly turned golden, and pure white holy light flames surrounded her, burning away all evil forces. The radiant light shone brightly, flickered a few times, and then... went out.

"..." Sigma burst out laughing, "Friend, it seems you're out of mana..."

"Ridiculous! How dare you insult the dignity of the Rune Heavy Armor Main Battle Angel!" The angel's beautiful face turned red with anger. She roared in fury and lunged at Sigma again, "Give me back my sword!"

"No, no, I won't give it to you! You can scare me, but you can't take it!" Sigma dodged the angel's attack and casually touched her white wings, "Wow, nice feel."

"You damned human!" The angel turned around and pounced again, roaring in anger.

"Yes, move faster, use more force, yes, try jumping a bit more, just like that, I see the surging chest... oh, no, I see the surging and about-to-erupt fighting spirit in you..." Sigma held the holy sword high, dodging around, watching the seemingly low-IQ angel pounce at him again and again, her round, muscular legs, and her incredibly heavy chest—no matter how you looked at it, a holy, beautiful, and well-endowed angel seriously shaking her chest in front of you was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! As a gentleman who was once praised by the nobles of the capital in his youth, how could he not enjoy it?

"Give it back! Give it back!" The game of cat and mouse finally gave the melee angel a chance. She figured out Sigma's evasion pattern and blocked him. Looking at the tall but slightly shorter angel, Sigma smiled proudly, tiptoed, and raised the holy sword high: "Come on! Come on! Can you reach it?"

The angel might have been so angry at Sigma's lazy actions that she lost her mind, or perhaps the people of Heaven's Mountain were indeed simple and honest, or maybe her IQ was indeed low. In any case, she didn't notice Sigma's smug look. She wrapped one hand around Sigma's neck to prevent him from running away again and then stretched out her other hand, saying "Heave-ho," and jumped to grab the holy sword Sigma was holding high.

"Can't get it, can't get it, can't get it!" Sigma leaned back with the hand holding the holy sword, and the angel's body, which was jumping, gradually leaned forward. Sigma teased the angel, but his eyes were fixed on her bountiful chest, which was swaying wildly due to the jumping, getting closer and closer...

Finally, to grab the holy sword, the angel's jumping body leaned forward and crashed into Sigma's chest.

The bountiful and tempting fruits were completely pressed against the necromancer's chest, soft and extremely elastic, with a huge pressure and bounce. Even through the fabric of the robe, Sigma was momentarily lost in the sensation. This was a girl's chest! He almost shed tears, damn it, how long had it been since his future wife last gave him such a treat...

And it wasn't over yet. The angel, unaware of the intimate position they were in, had only eyes for the holy sword Sigma was holding high. She continued to jump, land, jump, and land, and the soft, plump mounds that were tightly pressed against Sigma's chest moved up and down, constantly rubbing against his body...

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, in the name of the holy light!

Oh, holy light! This chest is worth praising! Praise the holy light! Praise Heaven's Mountain! Angels are great! No wonder the old priests of the church are so devout. If I had such a treat every day, I would be a lifelong fan too!

"Enough!" A heavenly voice roared from behind. Sigma felt his collar loosen, and the angel's arm around his neck was roughly pulled away. Then he was dragged backward by Alice, "Have you had enough fun?"

"..." Sigma savored the lingering wonderful sensation and warmth on his chest, a bit regretfully smacking his lips. If it were just him and the angel, he would have played eighteen different ways, but with Alice watching, he couldn't go too far.

The angel stared intently at the holy sword in Sigma's hand and said slowly, "Human, give me back the sword. Azure Fury is my sword, and mortals cannot wield it."

It seemed this angel not only had a low IQ but was also stubborn. Whether it was due to the nobility and aloofness of her race or the pride of a warrior, she still gave orders to Sigma from a position of superiority, showing no sign of humility—Sigma, who was a big shot, wouldn't stand for this.

"You say it's yours, so it's yours? Do you have any proof?" Sigma dug his nose and rolled his eyes.

"Proof?" The angel said angrily, "I am a body formed by holy fire, and in the name of the holy light, an angel's word is a covenant, never lying or deceiving. If I say it's mine, it's mine. Do I need proof?"

"Sorry, we are necromancers, not familiar with angels. I don't know if what you say is true. We are mages and require concrete evidence," Sigma explained sincerely to the angel, "For example, this kind of evidence..."

He threw the holy sword far away and then spread his right hand, shouting, "Azure Fury!"

The holy sword immediately responded, humming loudly, and drew an arc in the air, returning to Sigma's hand.

"Damn, it really works..." Sigma muttered, then smiled foolishly at the stunned angel, "See, I call its name, and it responds. You say this sword is yours, call it, and see if it responds."

The angel extended her hand and called, "Azure Fury!"

No movement.

To show fairness, Sigma stuck the holy sword into the ground and gestured for the angel to continue.

"Azure Fury!" The angel called again.

"Azure Fury! Come here!"

"Azure Fury!" Still no movement.

"Azure Fury!" This time, her voice was tinged with tears...

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