# 1496
Chapter 1497: Lucifer's Proxy
The sudden mutation caused everyone in the cabin to lose their balance, their expressions thrown into chaos.
"Get away from that side of the cabin! Jump out from the rear!" Fang Mo, relying on his powerful sense of balance, stabilized himself in the center of the cabin and shouted toward Lu Baoyou, who was still approaching the suction-cup tentacles.
Lu Baoyou gripped the sword hilt with one hand, his eyes locked on the tentacles slowly extending into the cabin, and snorted coldly.
He pressed his right hand hard against the floor. His domain expanded instantly, and the cabin walls that had been shattered by the tentacles suddenly came alive, opening a狰狞 demon maw and biting down fiercely on the tentacles that had entered the cabin!
A sharp shriek came through the porthole. The monster's tentacles were actually gnawed off by more than half. The winged aircraft, now stripped of its wings, belching thick smoke, dove straight toward the mountains below.
"Jump now!" Fang Mo shouted.
Everyone grabbed their parachutes and leaped out through the opened demon's mouth. With a deafening roar, the fuselage shattered completely in a surge of flames.
The group landed on the hillside beside the war pass. Several Black Goat juveniles immediately surrounded them from all directions, their 狰狞 tentacles wild in the air, their scarlet worm-like eyes making one's scalp tingle.
Lu Baoyou drew the Straight Blade from its sheath, about to act, when his gaze suddenly froze!
He turned sharply toward the direction of the Mist Wall, his body standing motionless like a sculpture.
"What's wrong?" Sensing Lu Baoyou's slight trembling, Fang Mo, who stood beside him preparing for battle, asked in confusion.
"It's Him…" Lu Baoyou's eyes showed rare fear. "He's here?!"
"He? Who?"
Fang Mo's brow furrowed tightly. Before he could ask more, at the boundary of the surging flesh tide in the mist, a massive figure with six wings on its back slowly emerged!
Feeling the Supreme God might bearing down on him, along with that scent full of decadence, Fang Mo seemed to recall something and exclaimed:
"Lucifer?!"
Fang Mo's body still carried traces of the Seraph Michael's aura inherited from Lin Qiye, giving him a natural resistance to the fallen angel Lucifer. The moment that angelic figure appeared, he recognized its identity.
And Lucifer was precisely the god that Lu Baoyou served as proxy.
Lucifer, standing above the countless Black Goat juveniles, seemed to sense something. He turned slightly toward their direction, and 诧异 appeared in his eyes.
"Run!" Seeing this, Lu Baoyou didn't hesitate, grabbing Fang Mo's shoulder directly. A pair of dark-red wings spread from his back as he flew rapidly backward!
Lucifer's six wings lightly vibrated. His figure instantly tore through the sky, catching up to the two who had broken from the main group.
Lu Baoyou and Fang Mo only saw a blur before a massive form flew above them, its shadow blocking out the sunlight, and terrifying Supreme God might descended instantly!
Lu Baoyou and Fang Mo felt as though they had fallen into an ice cavern. Even though the former tried desperately to control his wings to escape, he couldn't move an inch.
Both of them were currently at the "Sea" realm. Before Lucifer, they were no different from ants.
"The aura of Michael… You're that man's proxy?" Lucifer's gaze fell directly on Fang Mo, a cold smile curling at the corner of his mouth.
"He's not." Before Fang Mo could speak, Lu Baoyou continued, "Michael's proxy is a man named Lin Qiye."
"Oh?"
Lucifer's eyes narrowed into a dangerous arc as his gaze slowly fell on Lu Baoyou. "Isn't this my proxy… What? With that getup, do you actually think you're a dog of Great Xia?"
Lu Baoyou opened his mouth. "No…"
"Even if he's not Michael's proxy, he carries that man's aura… Can't you sense it?" Lucifer said coldly.
Lu Baoyou lowered his head, silent.
"That Lin Qiye, did you kill him?"
"…No." Lu Baoyou hesitated. "He's too strong. I can't beat him now."
Lucifer's brow furrowed, a hint of anger rising in his eyes. The terrifying might pressed down on Lu Baoyou's heart, and the latter's face turned deathly pale.
"Can't beat him?"
Lucifer laughed coldly. He raised both hands and tore at Lu Baoyou through the air!
The dark-red wings on Lu Baoyou's back shuddered violently as if grabbed by someone. They were forcibly torn from his back!
Muscle tissue tore apart inch by inch. An unprecedented agony instantly flooded Lu Baoyou's senses. Dripping blood flowed down his spine. He couldn't help but let out a miserable cry, then bit down hard on his teeth, only releasing low growls.
"Useless thing…" Lucifer said calmly.
He flicked his finger lightly. The two torn wings were tossed to the ground like garbage. Two flames suddenly burst forth, burning the two wings to ash.
Lu Baoyou lay in a pool of blood, staring at the wings turned to ashes. Traces of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.
Fang Mo's chest heaved violently. Under this oppressive might, he couldn't make any move at all. He could only watch Lu Baoyou beside him and Lucifer, constantly trying to use the White Tiger power to break free from the divine suppression.
As if sensing his gaze, a look of displeasure appeared on Lucifer's face. He coldly pointed at Fang Mo and said:
"Can't kill Michael's proxy… Then kill him instead. Kill him, and I'll grant you a new pair of wings."
Lucifer kicked the Straight Blade that had fallen to the edge toward Lu Baoyou. A clinking sound rang out.
Lu Baoyou's body trembled slightly from the agony. He struggled to rise from the pool of blood, gasping heavily. His gaze slowly fell on Fang Mo…
That blood-soaked hand gripped the Straight Blade's hilt as he stumbled toward Fang Mo, who was suppressed by divine might.
Fang Mo stood in place, quietly looking into his eyes, saying nothing.
In the blood pool, Lu Baoyou stopped in front of Fang Mo.
Monster shrieks rose and fell around them. In the chaotic battlefield, these two youths stared at each other. A six-winged black angel hovered high in the sky, looking down at them with mocking amusement.
The Straight Blade in Lu Baoyou's hand slowly raised. That single remaining eye no longer met Fang Mo's gaze but closed in silence…
The blood-stained Straight Blade reflected Fang Mo's figure. Just as he was about to strike, a sudden change occurred!
"Cough cough cough…"
A sudden cough broke the oppressive silence. Both Lu Baoyou and Fang Mo froze in time. An old man in gray robes slowly stepped out of the river of time. Those eyes-complex filled with many emotions—gazed at Lu Baoyou and let out a long sigh.
"Law of Time??"
In the nearly frozen time, Lucifer's brow furrowed slightly. He studied the newcomer and said, "A new god of time? Or a human?"