Fighting for a thousand years of peace?
If Archangel Michael is really a wise and caring god, then he should focus all his energy on that emperor.
At this level, the pattern of the world can be predicted. Who is peeking at the earth, who is making trouble... If Michael really does not have any selfishness, then the emperor invited to the Holy City today will definitely not be he.
It is dark but may bring disaster to mankind in the future, but not in this century, nor in the next century. What will really suffocate mankind is the cold sea water!
That whispering emperor is so powerful in this century, even in the past few years, so what makes these human masters turn a blind eye? ?
Forget it, these are no longer things that I need to care about.
Holding Qin Yu'er tightly, most of her body had melted into his armor. Zhan Kong lowered his head and could see her peaceful face.
It seemed like I could touch her skin, as cold as jade...
If the dry heart doesn't beat, it won't beat, as long as we can be together.
"Despite your immortality, you will never wake up from this world again!" Michael's loud call resounded throughout the two holy cities.
"I despise your world."
Raising his hands high, Zhankong seemed to be resisting the demon-killing power of the Bird of Paradise, but he did not use any power, but quietly welcomed the arrival of the blue light flying feathers that filled the sky!
The green feathers fell down one after another like holy rain.
Zhan Kong and Qin Yu'er have merged together. Their souls turned into wisps of turbid air in the armor and separated from the black armor. Those blue-feathered birds of paradise crashed down, and the two hugged each other tightly. The soul immediately disintegrated and turned into black and ice-colored dust, which was particularly bright under the cyan light.
What is powerful is not their souls, but the black armor.
The black armored robe is the real ancient king. The moment Zhankong chose to become immortal with Qin Yuer, the body of this ancient king finally realized that a disaster was coming.
The armor started to move on its own, twisting wildly, trying to escape from the rain of demon-killing light that filled the sky with blue feathers. However, the armor had lost a suitable soul and was actually nothing more than a walking corpse.
This ancient king is just a vessel without Zhan Kong. Originally he could control Zhan Kong's will, but from the moment he saw Qin Yu, Zhan Kong was Zhan Kong himself, and there was no hope that this armor would be used anymore. influence any of his emotions and decisions.
For both of them, this is the best destination.
If there is another world, we will start over in another world. If there is not, we will sleep together like this...
…
“God’s grace is mighty!!”
“God’s grace is mighty!!”
“God’s grace is mighty!!!”
I don't know how many devout people in the Holy Palace in the Holy City, when they saw Michael activating the divine words and smashing the evil spirit into powder, they all knelt down on the ground in excitement and shouted along with the mages of the Holy City.
The mages of the Holy City were filled with tears of excitement. Finally... they finally eliminated it. They almost thought that the Holy City was about to end.
"As expected of Michael, our Archangel!!"
"Michael!!"
"Michael!!!"
The voices were intertwined, and the entire holy city suddenly became as lively as a grand festival.
"Emperor level, that's the emperor level..."
"The invincible emperor class was eventually destroyed by our great holy city. God's grace is mighty, God's grace is mighty!!"
"The darkness has been broken, and what will greet us will be the warmest light. From today on, dark creatures will no longer want to invade our city, let them completely disappear from this world and become our slaves!" The Holy Inquisition Mages! There was a chorus of cheers.
There are only a handful of dark emperors in this world. Now that one of the undead emperors has been completely eliminated, the wind of darkness blowing around the world will be reduced by a few points.
The breath of darkness is the nourishment for dark creatures. Once the undead emperor dies, the reproduction of dark creatures will be greatly reduced, and the probability of birth of dark high-blooded creatures will also be lower. The most important thing is that a huge dark empire entrenched in China will disappear. , the remaining undead souls will be completely buried deep in the rotting soil...
The Kunlun Mountains in China and the Alps in Europe will have the cleanest air!
In the long history of magic, humans once again disintegrated a huge demon empire! One day, deserts, swamps, oceans, glaciers, clouds and mountains will all be covered with human footprints. Without Anjie, the world will be as big as the Anjie. Monsters can only hide in caves, underground, and trenches... ...Human beings who control powerful magic are the masters of this world!
…
The cry of the Holy City continued all night long. Mo Fan stood on an open-air corridor in the Holy Residence, watching the disillusionment reflected in the sky on the battlefield of the Holy City.
The city was filled with cheers of victory, and countless bards were prostrate and recited generously, but the festival-like atmosphere filled Mo Fan's chest and throat with soreness, making him feel uncomfortable breathing.
"Buzz~~~~Buzz~~~~~~~"
On the chest, the small loach pendant made an unprecedented sound.
Mo Fan took him out of his collar and held him in his palm.
No one could see the soul dust falling from the sky, but Mo Fan saw it.
The fragments of their souls that had been destroyed flew to the Alps, but two strands of their souls flew to themselves, to Little Loach Pendant.
There was also the black armored robe that was riddled with holes by the Holy Blue Light Feather. After the two souls of Zhan Kong and Qin Yuer floated over, it also fled to Little Loach Pendant like an escape.
The phantom powder of the armor robe dotted the metal surface of the small loach pendant, bit by bit wiping away the dusty rust, and the black luster slowly lit up, like a dusty jade being engulfed by someone. As if wiped with the cleanest spring water, the color of the little loach that Mo Fan had always disliked completely changed, and it looked so radiant!
Mo Fan can no longer decide whether the black armor robe awakened the real Little Loach Pendant, or whether the spirits of Zhan Kong and Qin Yuer sublimated it.
It was obviously the best outcome for them, but Mo Fan couldn't be happy for them. He hadn't been this sad for a long time.
Watching a movie that I know is a tragedy.
"Can you send them to a world that is kinder to them, little loach?" Mo Fan said to the pendant he was wearing.
After saying this, Mo Fan felt something in his heart was torn apart, and he bowed in pain.
I have always carefully maintained my own little world, not daring to let it collapse, but at this moment I want to stand on the opposite side...
Why should they be so kind and why should they give in to this stupid world?
If it were me, absolutely not!
(End of chapter)
