The wings of Yan Yan are burning in the back, and a high-handed giant sword is also ignited by the holy fire. There is a vague ring behind it. This image can be thrown into the image.

He is more than four meters high, but does not appear bloated, body-building, huge body covered in golden armor, solemn face filled with dignity and justice, the sword in the big eyes burning is right Evil hatred.

But this is definitely not a ceremonial unit, a giant sword, a giant bow behind it, and a tower shield. It is not a display. This rare creature long-range melee is standing at the top of the bio-chain. The six-winged battle angel is a mobile battle. fortress.

The second-order **** of the gods, the authority to control is trial and sanction. As far as I know, no more than one hundred in the whole world are raised by the gods and the priests, and they will not be sent out easily.

The image is a bit familiar? Or, in a more general way, the number one gold medalist below the gods is a blazing angel.

"His Royal Roland, the adults of Kaloma hope to see you, please come with me."

It is not the chasing of the devil, but the angelic battle group of the church.

The strong low-pitched voice has resonated. It is the holy sound of the high-order angels. The weak-willed person cannot refuse his natural charm.

Of course, at this time, the blazing angel did not expect me to be touched by words.

Although the words of the invitation are used, the tone seems to be doubtful and respectful, as if you were acting according to my instructions.

"You invited me in this way?"

Looking for the door, not a single blazing angel, the sky is full of eleven four-wing middle-level angels, a little holding a bow and arrow, and some holding a scepter, faintly formed a siege.

The dragons use their body type to indicate their strength. The angel's class is marked with wings, the lower angel of the two wings, the middle angel of the four wings, and the upper angel of the special wing.

Before entering the mortal angel army. They are the lowest-order angels, and their individual strength is also above the golden level.

The middle angel of the four wings is at least the combat power above the holy level, and the semi-god transcend is also possible.

As for the upper angel. When you are born, you have the power of the transcendence. The top level is enough to be a gods. They are powerful races that can really play a role in the war.

The blazing angels are also famous for playing in the upper angels. The rare gods of the gods have their own names.

"Hinot? Wendun?"

"My name is Wendun. The warhammer of my right arm."

The rhythm of speech is like a pious prayer, and the voice naturally carries a holy voice, but I can't hear the slightest mood swing from it.

The hammer of glory, Wendun. Angola, is the direct ambassador of the Lord of Light.

Obviously, this is not a kind invitation. Is it possible for Prince Winston and the Pope to end the civil war because they handed over the "real murderer" of killing Maria at this time.

No, in the holy light of the holy class, the hammer of glory should still be above the pope. Is this the Lord of Light finally lost patience? I intend to take this opportunity to get rid of me as soon as possible.

The encirclement of the angel was slightly tight. Although it makes no sense for us to take a few steps, they are using their actions to emphasize their existence. As long as I have the intention to flee, I will immediately launch an attack.

"....... Hey, I am in a hurry next time..."

Halfway through the words, the spear of light that suddenly appeared at the foot of the foot illustrates the attitude of the angel.

It seems that it is impossible to be good, but I am smiling happily.

This is not a strong smile or a deception, but a pleasure from the bottom of my heart, finally. Finally let me catch this opportunity.

"Do you know what I hate most in this world?"

"It is not good to hate this negative feeling. As a light user, you should learn to control your emotions."

It is still a dull tone, but it is like a lecturer who tells the truth. It is the contempt for mortal angels without emotions. In their culture, emotions are superfluous.

"...I, the first hateful foolish thought that I like to be superior, the favorite is to break the nose that they lift too high. The second thing that hates being an idiot who has no self-seeing and only knows blind obedience. Defrauding them will make me send I feel happy from the bottom of my heart. The third thing I hate is the various birds. When I see them, I feel itchy. It’s really rare to see all of you..."

There is not much emotion in my words. The deepest hatred does not need to be shouted out. It is to remember him, find opportunities, and then kill him.

On the plains of Oran, the Angel Legion slaughtered the true faith of the Holy Light, the followers of Estrada were crushed in the Angels, and Estrada died there.

It is so absurd and sorrowful that the paladin of the Holy Light and the priest of the Holy Light died in the hands of the angelic corps sent by the Lord of Light, the object of faith.

Yes, I know that angels are only the tools of the Lord of Light, and there are no self-killing dolls, but in this case, I will use these dolls to recover some interest.

Since the sword with the soul is driven by the owner to kill himself, it is not wrong to break the sword.

The magical field of death spreads out, the magic of the darkness spreads, and the incarnation of the original sin god, which has been useless for a long time, is unfolded.

The power of the Holy Light is almost gaining to the angels, and the power of the ice of the half-hanger has limited lethality. The power of the law is simply powerless for the innocent.

The skin became distorted, and the scales and magic wings were the symbols of the devil. The next one, I received the "I would not hesitate to launch an attack if I could not arrest the order."

I laughed, and the shadow of death began to belong to my own dance.

".........Desperate, create the seven evil swords."

Among my shadows, what gradually emerged is the shadow of countless mournings, which is the soul of despair collected from the magic tide.

The black shadow turned into a living human form, and the whole world was opened with a mouth, and a black mud-like black human figure emerged from it.

Perhaps the completion of this magic sword is the lowest, but it is definitely the most lethal, especially the various gods and heaven creatures.

If the imaginary enemy of the Dawn of the Sword is the devil and the undead, then the natural enemies of the seven evil swords of creation are the gods of order and the angels.

The soul is always the theme of my death magic, and emotion is the key to unlocking the secret of the soul.

The whole sky was polluted, the white clouds turned into dark clouds, the breeze brought a stinking smell, the fertile land was instantly blackened and rotted, and the ordinary land became the plane of death.

And this is just the aftermath of the concept of the magic sword being taken out. (To be continued.)