I’m In Charge of SCP

It is very simple to shoot a man before shooting a horse, and to capture a thief first to capture the king.

There were more than a thousand angels present, and Zhang Jue was exhausted.

So to win, you must have tactics.

And Zhang Jue's tactics are very simple. In the absence of 343, Uriel is the backbone of these angels.

As long as he is killed, no matter how many angels there are, they are just a mob.

As a goalkeeper, Uriel's strength cannot be underestimated.

In the process of fighting against the thirteen administrators, he was not only the main force, but also responsible for the formulation of tactics.

It can be said that he is the best subordinate of 343.

If he could be killed first, even if 343 came back, Zhang Jue's pressure would be much less.

Since my own different space will be located by these angels sooner or later, it is better to take advantage of this time to maximize its role.

So under the siege of many angels, Zhang Jue resolutely chose to attack Uriel.

At the moment of being stabbed, Uriel lost his mind for a moment.

He didn't expect Zhang Jue to attack him so quickly.

He lowered his head, looked at the tip of the black knife protruding from his chest, and smiled.

"Consultant Zhang, you really impress me." He said, "But didn't Abel tell you that his knife is useless to me?"

Uriel is the sixteen-winged Archangel.

He is the goalkeeper and the number one player under 343 seats.

Not only is the status under one "person" but above ten thousand "people", so is the strength.

If he was attacked to death by Zhang Jue in this way, then he would definitely not live today.

Although Abel's weapon is also a divine weapon, its damage to him is really limited.

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that there was something about this black knife, it might not even be able to pierce his body.

Zhang Jue behind him frowned slightly.

Because he could feel that Uriel was not bluffing.

The damage this knife did to him was indeed limited.

Uriel swung the Chiyan sword backwards.

Zhang Jue dodged reflexively, and pulled the black knife out of Uriel's back.

And following his movements, several drops of mercury-like silvery liquid were brought out from Uriel's wound, probably the blood of an angel.

Zhang Jue couldn't dodge in time, and a few drops were splashed on his clothes.

With just a few drops, his specially made clothes were instantly burned through.

It directly touched his skin and made a stabbing sound.

Zhang Jue grinned in pain.

The temperature of these few drops of blood was at least one or two thousand degrees, even hotter than the molten steel that Son of the Night wanted to kill him.

Uriel is an angel of the fire attribute, so he should not be underestimated.

Seeing his appearance, Uriel smiled again.

"How about it, Consultant Zhang, I didn't disappoint you."

Zhang Jue didn't lose the battle, he snorted, "It's still far away."

"In that case, let's continue."

As Uriel said, he stayed away from Zhang Jue again and directed his subordinates to attack Zhang Jue.

Just like when chasing No. 12 and No. 13, he will not make a move until the last moment, if he is not sure of absolute safety.

Many angels surrounded Zhang Jue again.

Holding a long knife in his hand, Zhang Jue wrestled with them.

Sometimes there is a wave of duels, and sometimes those angels will also cast some spells.

And Zhang Jue also has skills such as concentration and fear projection, although for angels, the effect will be somewhat discounted.

But he relied on these to persevere under the siege of many angels.

At a certain moment, Zhang Jue suddenly disappeared again.

Uriel had already suffered a loss, and was instantly full of vigilance. The angel in charge of positioning Zhang Jue paused for a second, and then pointed to the distant sky.

"There he is!"

I saw Zhang Jue holding a magic staff and holding it high.

All the surrounding energy is converging on him.

What Zhang Jue was holding was the staff given to him by the teacher of the principal of the magic school Alfred, the ancestor of human magicians, and the holy magister Merlin.

This staff can absorb the magic power between heaven and earth by itself and cast forbidden spells.

The last time Zhang Jue used it was when he was fighting against the Crimson King.

It's been a few months now.

And the energy of this magic staff has only recovered 80%.

CD (cooldown) is indeed a bit long.

But there is no time for him to wait any longer. If he doesn't use it at this time, I'm afraid he won't even have the chance to use it in the future.

Uriel instinctively sensed the danger, and shouted loudly: "Be careful!!!"

Zhang Jue smiled charmingly: "It's late——Sakaradowa——Muni Hum Duo!!!"

He had already chanted this spell once, and this time, he finally won't forget it.

As he shouted violently, a huge energy hovered over the staff in his hand.

Coupled with Zhang Jue's own spiritual power, the energy it has gathered has reached a very terrifying level.

A huge ball of light suddenly appeared.

The sphere of light was very dazzling, as if what Zhang Jue was holding was not a staff, but a sun.

"Forbidden Curse—Twilight of the Gods—Drink!!!!"

With a roar, Zhang Jue threw the ball of light at the goalkeeper Uriel forcefully.

No matter how powerful Uriel was, he was still just an angel, at the same level as Zhang Jue.

He can't compare with the Scarlet King.

This blow that condensed the power of heaven and earth made him dare not take it too seriously.

He wanted to escape, but the ball of light had already located him.

Why is this Zhang Jue able to gather such a huge magic power!

Uriel didn't have time to think about it, he chanted the spell, and a golden protective shield appeared around his body.

The forbidden spell cast by Zhang Jue, that is, the ball of light, arrived at his side almost instantly.

The moment it touched the protective cover, two completely different energies mixed together, distorting that space.

The ball of light is very bright, if something of this level is allowed to explode close to him, even Uriel can't bear it.

Fortunately, this is a light-attribute forbidden spell, and it doesn't do that much damage to angels.

A few seconds passed.

The brightness of the photosphere remained bright, but the light of Uriel's protective cover was slightly dimmed.

It didn't look like he would be able to hold on any longer.

But he still has subordinates.

Seeing this, some angels around him immediately stooped forward, continuously injecting their divine power into Uriel.

The energy of the shield returned and gradually became brighter.

So many angels, like charging treasures, continuously send energy to Uriel, which is the benefit of team fighting.

"Damn."

Zhang Jue snorted, knowing that this sneak attack was going to fail again.

Use a little force in your hand.

The jewel at the tip of the wand glowed.

The white ball of light exploded prematurely.

The earth shakes and the mountains shake.

The dazzling light seemed to move the sun directly in front of everyone from thousands of miles away.

This ball of light is like a nuclear bomb with a limited explosion range, and its destructive power is simply immeasurable.

Uriel hid in his protective cover, and spat out a mouthful of golden blood.

The angels around him were not so lucky.

One by one, they all disappeared in front of the huge destructive power, and there was no residue left.

Even if they are angels, they are not worth mentioning in front of such a huge natural energy.

After a strong explosion.

The staff members who were watching at the entrance of the management authority were all stunned.

Only then did they realize how dangerous their situation was.

But there is no way to do it, even if they want to run now, they can't.

When this battle is over, it is time for them to meet their fate.

The smoke dissipated.

Only six or seven of Uriel's sixteen wings remained, and his entire body was covered in golden blood.

But fortunately there was no fatal injury.

All the angels around him fell.

It is conservatively estimated that there are at least a hundred of them.

Zhang Jue killed more than a hundred of his companions with just one move.

Uriel's face became gloomy.

But he wasn't carried away by anger.

This instead proves that his choice was right.

If he hadn't been hiding behind, there wouldn't have been so many angels who could have rescued him in time, and he might have died.

And he can be sure that Zhang Jue is definitely the only one with such a high lethal method.

No matter how powerful Zhang Jue was, he was only a human after all.

Being able to have the power of heaven and earth at will, only a god can do it.

As long as Zhang Jue uses up all these things, it will be his death!

Uriel thought so, looking around.

Zhang Jue disappeared again.

This made him vigilant again.

I don't know what kind of moth Zhang Jue will come up with this time.

This is the third time Zhang Jue has performed the space transfer technique in front of the angels.

Those angels who are good at this have successfully located his different space.

"Chief, be careful, he's behind you!"

One of the angels warned in advance.

As soon as he finished speaking, Uriel also sensed Zhang Jue's presence.

He can even predict his actions in advance.

Zhang Jue crouched halfway behind him, holding a sharp weapon in his hand, trying to repeat the same trick and pierce his vest.

Uriel sneered.

"Zhang Jue, Qian Donkey is at the end of his game. I told you a long time ago that this trick doesn't work. Those weapons of yours can't hurt at all—"

Just halfway through Uriel's words, he felt a sharp pain in his body.

It hurt a hundred times and a thousand times more than Zhang Jue's sneak attack on him last time.

Uriel looked down and realized that what pierced him was not a black knife, but a rusty iron spear.

What is this?

Why have I never seen it before?

What's the matter with the red aura emanating from this iron spear?

Several questions rang in Uriel's mind.

But he had no time to think about it.

Because severe pain came from his body.

Logically speaking, this degree of injury is nothing at all.

Not to mention piercing his heart, even if his head was cut off, as an Archangel, he would not die.

But Uriel was surprised to find that he seemed unable to move.

A dark, damp, and blood-red aura emanated from the rusty spear, eroding his body.

Uriel was shocked, he had never felt this way since he became an angel.

"Zhang Jue! What did you do to me?!"

Holding a spear in his hand, Zhang Jue's expression became grim: "Aren't you awesome? Come and show me your awesomeness!"

This spear is nothing but the last and strongest of the seven spears that seal the Crimson King.

It smacks of the evil aura of the Scarlet King.

The Crimson King is an evil god, and this weapon has a stronger lethality against creatures like angels who claim to be noble.

In just a few seconds, Uriel felt that all the strength in his body was taken away, and he couldn't move at all.

Not only that, what was even more frightening was that the red aura was slowly eroding his body and his soul.

He has become unclean.

"Help me—quickly save me—"

He could only moan in a very low voice.

But the hearing of the angels is fine.

His subordinates quickly reacted and began to attack Zhang Jue.

But just as Zhang Jue expected, Uriel fell, and the remaining angels instantly became a mess, with no tactics at all.

They were eager to save "people", and rushed towards Zhang Jue in a swarm.

Zhang Jue put down the spear and let it erode Uriel's body.

And he summoned the black long knife again, and fought with those angels.

Zhang Jue is still the same Zhang Jue, and the number of angels has only been reduced from one thousand to nine hundred, but the momentum of the two sides is completely different.

Zhang Jue didn't want to kill them, he just waited for Uriel's death.

The employees of the authority suddenly became excited, and Salisbury sneaked away when he saw this scene.

The angels were divided into two waves, one wave fought with Zhang Jue, and the other wave tried to go around to rescue Uriel.

After all, Zhang Jue was alone. After holding back for a while, several angels successfully came to Uriel.

"My lord, wait a moment, we will pull it out for you right away."

One of the angels began to chant a mantra, trying to pull the spear out of Uriel's body with his mind like controlling an ordinary object, but the spear was not driven by his divine power at all.

Not only did the angel fail, he was also backlashed by the evil aura carried by King's Spear, and fell into a coma.

Seeing this, the other angels began to pull out with their hands regardless of their own life or death.

But this spear was an ordinary spear in Zhang Jue's hands, but to the angels, it looked like a red-hot iron rod.

Don't talk about touching, even if you get close, you will feel very uncomfortable.

Several angels stepped forward to pull it out in turn, but it had no effect at all.

On the other hand, Uriel's complexion became worse and worse.

His few remaining wings also began to adjust. If this continues, he will die completely in a short time.

Probably he would never have imagined that under the cover of more than a thousand companions, he would be plotted against by Zhang Jue.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Jue laughed like a villain while fighting.

"Let you be arrogant, even if God comes, he can't save you!"

Zhang Jue just said it in passing.

But the reality taught him once again that oral karma cannot be settled.

His voice just fell.

An old man suddenly appeared beside Uriel.

With a kind face and a smile on his face, who else will come except 343 who is called God?