However, Aiden also did not exert much strength. His previous attack was merely a probe.
Just as thoughts were turning over in his mind, the other few angels had already flown to in front of him. The angels raised high the divine weapons in their hands, which emitted dazzling white light, and fiercely smashed them toward him.
But Aiden merely tapped the tip of his foot, his figure retreating a step backward, and easily dodged, then raised the dual guns in his hands. Another dozen or so bullets were fired out, pushing those few angels back.
This time, Aiden had strengthened the Nen power on the bullets.
Although the bullets and Nen energy waves shot out did not look different in appearance from before, the damage had increased by a geometric factor.
Those few angels who were pushed back not only shed a sky full of feathers, but also spilled out large amounts of blood, and their entire bodies became covered in injuries.
And those angels who were pushed back still had not stabilized their bodies, at this time, Aiden instead advanced rather than retreating. In a few steps, he rushed in front of them. While continuously firing his dual guns, he also used physical combat techniques.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Concentrating the firepower of two guns, Aiden directly blasted one angel apart. Then he twisted his body, and his right leg, bringing a fierce sound of wind-breaking, kicked another angel's head.
With another loud bang, that angel's head was actually kicked apart by him.
Without even looking at the angel's corpse that turned into bits of starlight and vanished into the air after being killed by him, Aiden turned his head and locked his aim on the remaining few angels.
Only, just as he was about to continue attacking, he suddenly sensed a strange energy condensing above his head.
Aiden didn't even think, immediately gave up the idea of attacking. Without even raising his head to look at the sky, his figure abruptly retreated backward.
Then, in the next second, several golden rays of light descended from the sky, striking the spot where he had previously been standing, instantly blasting a deep pit there.
Meanwhile, the humans outside of Purgatory Space, upon seeing a large pit suddenly appear on the road, were immediately frightened and panicked, running in all directions.
Aiden glanced at the deep pit, then looked again at the swaying transparent figures outside of Purgatory. Only then did he raise his head to look at the sky, and discovered that above him had appeared yet another strangely shaped angel, a winged head.
'If I were a believer and saw angels looking like this, I'd definitely change religions. Where's the so-called beautiful angel onee-san from the legends?'
Looking at this angel, Aiden started complaining in his heart, then raised the muzzle upward, about to open fire again.
But just at this moment, the roar of an engine suddenly entered his ears.
The sound was very clear, definitely not coming from outside of Purgatory Space.
Aiden looked toward the direction of the engine sound, and his pupils shrank violently. In his field of vision, a woman wearing a red leather outfit was riding an extremely flashy motorcycle, heading in his direction.
However, that motorcycle wasn't moving normally along the road, but rather driving along the outer wall of tall buildings, ignoring gravity, and under the control of that red-clothed woman, it was nimbly leaping between buildings.
"Umbra Witch… Jeanne."
Aiden immediately recognized who that woman was. A name instantly slipped from his mouth.
And just as Aiden said the name of the red-clothed woman, Jeanne had already ridden her motorcycle into the sky above him.
Of course, Jeanne's target was not him, but the angel that was likewise above him.
As the motorcycle engine roared even more passionately, after driving along a stretch of wall, the motorcycle soared high and rushed toward that winged head.
Bang!
With a dull thud, that angel was directly knocked out of midair by the motorcycle, falling like a bird with broken wings and smashing straight down onto the ground.
Then came another explosive crash, the motorcycle also fell down, and landed heavily on that angel's head, directly smashing the head into pieces.
Seeing this scene, Aiden sincerely praised, "What a cool way to make an entrance."
His voice wasn't loud, and didn't carry far through the still-roaring engine, but Jeanne still heard it. The silver-haired woman in red glanced at him, a trace of puzzlement flashing through her eyes. But she soon shifted her gaze away, drew two pistols from behind her, and pulled the triggers toward the remaining angels.
At the same time, Aiden also raised his guns and fired, quickly wiping out the rest of the angels.
And as the starlight dissipated into the air, Jeanne turned her gaze back toward Aiden.
"Sage? Or… demon?" Jeanne pointed her ornate gun at Aiden, her slightly narrowed eyes full of curiosity.
Facing the muzzle, Aiden remained calm. He shrugged and said, "Can't I just be human?"
"Human?" Jeanne carefully examined the man in front of her, but indeed, she did not sense any sage or demon power from him.
She just felt that this was a man who looked very pleasant to the eye.
'But… humans can also enter Purgatory Space now?'
Though she found him pleasing, Jeanne still thought in confusion, 'Or is it that he signed a contract with some powerful demon, and that's how he can enter Purgatory Space? But then, why can't I sense any demon aura on him?'
Thinking this way in her heart, Jeanne slightly lowered the gun in her hand, but did not put it away completely.
Although she had seen Aiden killing angels, and although she didn't sense any malice from him, she still cautiously watched the oriental man before her.
A mysterious man who claimed to be human, but could enter Purgatory Space and fight angels, was worth being wary of. After all, it's the mysterious and the unknown that are the most dangerous.
Jeanne pondered for a moment, then asked, "Who are you? Why did you appear here?"
Faced with this question, one that he heard in nearly every world, Aiden's answer was, of course, the same as always.
"My name is Aiden. I came from Z Nation as a tourist. As for why I appeared here… honestly, I'm quite curious myself."
Whether it's angels, demons, sages, or witches, they enter Purgatory Space voluntarily. Aiden had just been thinking about this issue. He also didn't have an answer as to why he accidentally entered.
"From that mysterious country? No wonder…" No matter which world it was, as long as Z Nation existed, in foreigners' eyes, it was always full of mystery. Jeanne was no exception.
Looking at Aiden, who put away his guns after speaking, she thought for a moment and also put away her own pistol.
"Your guns are beautiful."
Noticing Jeanne's action, Aiden smiled and casually complimented her.
Speaking of which, witches were actually pretty easy to get along with. Though they had connections to demons, at least they were reasonable, not like angels, who would attack at the slightest disagreement.
Well, at least for now, it seemed that way.
Witches' personalities weren't much different from ordinary humans, but most witches were cheerful, confident, and generous women. However, aside from that, they also seemed extremely narcissistic, just like their behavior in the game, constantly showing off their beauty and charm.
Upon hearing Aiden's compliment, Jeanne smiled, "Only my guns are pretty?"
"You're also very beautiful." Aiden was not stingy with his praise.
"Thanks!" Jeanne smiled even more brightly. Then she lifted her long right leg, swung around the front of the motorcycle, sat sideways on the seat, and crossed her legs, legs longer than most people's lifespans, facing Aiden directly.
The silver-haired witch looked extremely seductive in this posture, but Aiden, having experienced much, merely admired her for a while, then said, "Speaking of which, ma'am, you already know my name and background. Now shouldn't you tell me your name?"
"Jeanne." The silver-haired witch said her name.
"The Jeanne from Saint Jeanne of Arc?"
"No, Witch Jeanne."
Jeanne slightly shook her head, correcting Aiden's mistaken title.
In fact, Aiden knew that Witch Jeanne had the exact same birthdate as Saint Jeanne, January 6, 1412.
According to some player theories in the real world, Witch Jeanne might actually be the same person as Saint Jeanne, and may even have participated in the Hundred Years' War between England and France.
But all of that didn't really matter.
"All right then, Miss Witch Jeanne, do you know how to get out of here?" After recalling a bit, Aiden asked the question he now cared about most. Since he didn't know how he came in, he certainly wouldn't know how to get out.
Looking at Aiden's sincere eyes, Jeanne knew he wasn't lying. However… although she had the ability to freely enter and exit Purgatory Space, that ability was basically innate, so she didn't know how to explain it either.
Thinking for a moment, she instead asked, "Didn't the demon who made a contract with you tell you?"
She still assumed that Aiden had made a contract with a demon, otherwise, he wouldn't be fighting angels.
"They didn't tell me."
Aiden understood the implication in her words and lightly shook his head. He also didn't know whether entering Purgatory Space was related to the two unspeakable beings he had made a contract with, especially since he hadn't even used their powers.
Thinking of this, he tried to communicate with the two in his mind. But perhaps it was because he didn't know their names, or hadn't switched classes or used their powers, no matter how he called out internally, he received no reply.
Just as Aiden was about to switch classes and try again, Jeanne suddenly said, "The demon who made a contract with you is really irresponsible."
"Yeah, I don't even know what they look like, and they just made a contract with me." Aiden complained in turn.
Seeing Aiden's frustrated expression, Jeanne chuckled. Then she thought for a bit, and finally said, "It's a bit difficult to explain how to enter and exit Purgatory Space… but I've thought of a way. I might be able to take you out."
Aiden looked at her, "What way?"
Jeanne patted the motorcycle she was sitting on, "Though we've only just met, I find you pretty pleasing to the eye, so I'm willing to reluctantly give you a ride. Come on, get on. I'll try to take you out when I return to the real world."
"Is that so? Then thank you."
The silver-haired witch's words surprised Aiden a little, but he didn't hesitate and walked straight up to her, sitting down behind her and gripping the rear of the motorcycle.
The silver-haired witch turned her head to look at him, a satisfied look in her eyes. She nodded and said, "Hold on tight. We're taking off."
Saying this, Jeanne twisted the throttle all the way. The motorcycle's tires spun like they were burning rubber in place, then suddenly shot forward.
In Purgatory Space, while humans were transparent, other objects could still be touched. So the silver-haired witch didn't recklessly charge ahead, but steered the motorcycle onto a viaduct, skillfully weaving through traffic.
At this time, Jeanne shouted, "Hold my shoulders. I'm returning to the real world!"
Aiden nodded and placed his hands on Jeanne's shoulders. At the same time, ripples began to appear in the surrounding space.
"It's working!" Aiden shouted in Jeanne's ear.
Then, in the next second, Aiden's vision blurred. When things returned to normal, he could already see the people in the surrounding traffic.
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The motorcycle soon left the viaduct and came to a stop by the roadside.
Aiden jumped off the bike and said to the silver-haired witch, "Thank you very much for your help, Miss Jeanne."
"No need to thank me. Helping others occasionally is also a joyful thing." Jeanne waved her hand casually.
"And instead of verbal thanks, how about something practical..."
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