"Lucky? No... this is your misfortune!"
Wen Wen's eyes flashed with a sharp glint as a light blue ice dragon followed the longsword, clawing towards the white-robed priest.
The white-robed priest appeared slightly flustered, but the muscular angel flashed in, punching the ice dragon into pieces and then flapping its wings towards Wen Wen, dozens of feathers turning into white light targeting Wen Wen's location.
This move is basically common for all angels, and when used by the muscular angel, its power was astonishingly strong.
After swinging the sword to shatter several beams of light, Wen Wen clenched her silver teeth and used a giant ice block to shield herself. When all the feathers dissipated, more than half of the ice block had disappeared, and a wound appeared on Wen Wen's shoulder.
"The power of a high-order angel is truly so strong..." Wen Wen had tried her best to defend but couldn't fully block it, and that was just a normal move from the muscular angel.
