There are actually two sixteen-winged Seraphim in the Holy City, and Uriel returned to the Holy City earlier than Michael. He reached the realm of sixteen-winged angels earlier than the newly emerged Michael!
This Uriel rarely spoke in the Holy City, and was more willing to stand under the strong light of Michael. Who would have thought that he was also a sixteen-winged seraph! !
Of the seven archangels, every archangel is indeed extraordinary!
"He can execute me, but I cannot execute him. If you really respect the unknown and the new legal system, then you should show up and help me when I am thrown into hell, instead of... instead of... ..." Mo Fan took a deep breath, and the man with a rotting face in the quagmire appeared in his mind.
The person who saves him is not these Seraphs, but a fallen angel from the dark plane.
Mo Fan will not let Michael go just because there are two more Seraphs in front of him. He does not need to prove anything to the world. All he wants is to let Michael kill the people around him in blood. ! !
"We have our own difficulties. You insist on having your own way. We can only end this matter with war." Uriel said.
After finishing speaking, Uriel gestured to Lemuel, and Lemuel nodded. He raised his right hand high, and suddenly clenched it tightly. You could see a breath of air rolling towards the Holy City in the sky. Soon, Pieces of gorgeous golden meteors fell into the ruins of the holy city...
More and more golden meteors turned into a shocking golden meteor shower. All of them were the armed forces of the Holy City. The number was more than people expected. Even those who looked like ordinary Holy City residents The people actually hid the priesthood. Under Lemuel's order, they all flew into the battlefield of the ruins of the holy city.
For a time, the ruins of the Holy City shone with golden light. One after another, the Holy City Guards spread out along the avenues with only traces left. Looking down from the sky, it was like a galaxy shining with golden light. The aura it exudes is stronger than ever before! !
The true heritage of the Holy City was also fully revealed at this time. The three Seraphs, Lemuel, Raphael, and Uriel, obviously would not compromise easily with Mo Fan, even if Mo Fan had reached the level of a semi-omnipotent magic god!
"Lemuel!" Ye Xinxia came over, her face cold and angry.
Beside her, all the titled knights have returned, including the enslaved Jinyao Titan, which stands behind Ye Xinxia and the titled knights.
The Bright Dragon roared, waving its wings, and landed behind Archangel Lemuel. Its size was similar to that of the Golden Titan. For a moment, the two ancient creatures faced each other coldly across a broken wall!
"Are you going to violate the agreement?" Ye Xinxia asked.
Before the words could even be finished, the sound of neat war songs rang out on the plains of the Holy City. The maids of the Goddess Peak sang the bloody battle song of the Parthenon from more than ten kilometers away. You could hear the majestic A melody full of fighting spirit poured into the Holy City, as if a fearless iron-blooded army had arrived.
The mighty temple army finally arrived. They marched very fast and were entrenched outside the Holy City in a short time!
The walls of the Holy City have become decorations, and the two legions are full of sacred aura. One side is completely golden, and the other side is made of three colors: gold, silver, and blue!
"We will not allow Mo Fan to kill another archangel. This is the final bottom line of the Holy City, even if it results in a river of blood!!" Lemuel said righteously.
"We only want you to keep Michael alive. He is not doing it for himself, he is doing it for the Holy City." Uriel said solemnly.
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Snow and ice were flying, and Mu Ningxue rescued Zhao Manyan from Michael's Tsing Yi army. Totem Black Snake, Ba Xia, and Moon Moth Phoenix followed Mu Ningxue and landed in the Holy City of Earth.
Mu Ningxue stood on the same side of Mo Fan, raising her sword and pointing at Archangel Raphael.
Although she didn't say a word, Mu Ningxue's fighting posture was obvious. As long as they dared to attack Mo Fan, Mu Ningxue would definitely kill him, the fourteen-winged blazing angel!
"Brother Fan!!"
Suddenly, a loud shout came from high in the sky, and Haidong Qingshen was seen flying over with a young man. The man couldn't wait to jump down from the air and landed safely next to Mo Fan.
Mo Fan frowned.
He didn't want this guy to get involved.
It's not a matter of feelings, but Zhang Xiaohou is different from others. He has a military rank in China.
"Chinese military, haha, does the country also want to get involved in this magic dispute??" Lemire glanced at the person who came, it was Zhang Xiaohou.
Although Zhang Xiaohou was not wearing a military uniform, Remiel was now extremely aware of the people around Mo Fan.
Zhang Xiaohou is a soldier and represents the country.
The country cannot interfere in the struggle arising from the Magic Convention under any circumstances. Even if it is a huge change, the country cannot participate, let alone the country's army!
The country is the country, magic is magic. Mo Fan’s contribution to the country is a matter of the country and has nothing to do with the Holy City or the Magic Association!
"You China wants to violate the national treaty because of Mo Fan alone. That's good. Our Holy City and other EU countries will wait and see!" Raphael said with a cold expression.
"Xiao Hou, don't step in. This is a war between us and has nothing to do with the country." Mo Fan stopped Zhang Xiaohou.
Once it reaches the level of national war, not only the magic organizations will be involved, but ordinary people will also be affected. Mo Fan knows this very well.
"Brother Fan, don't worry, I'm not here to start a world war. The country cannot interfere, and the country's military will not get involved, but we will not stand idly by and let you be bullied by these people in Europe. This is for you!" Zhang Xiaohou! Handed something to Mo Fan.
Mo Fan was a little confused. When he stretched out his hand to pick it up, he immediately felt a steady stream of energy pouring into his palm, and quickly condensed from his palm to his forehead! ! !
On the forehead, a blue mark suddenly appeared!
It was a dragon pattern, with its slender body winding into the shape of a pendant. As Mo Fan absorbed the spring water from the vessel handed over by Zhang Xiaohou, the forehead pattern became clearer and brighter! ! !
This feeling is all too familiar. It is the nourishment that accompanies one's own soul. It is equivalent to another self!
"Little Loach..."
Mo Fan couldn't contain his inner joy!
Since the battle in Magic City, Little Loach has almost been in a state of slumber. Although it still provides him with nutrients for cultivation, Mo Fan can't feel Little Loach's soul. Ever since he embarked on the path of magic, Mo Fan has not This sense of loss, especially the loneliness of being imprisoned in the Holy City, is largely due to the silence of Little Loach!
Now, the little loach is recovering. He is in front of his forehead, and he can feel its emotions, just like his best friend who has been with him since childhood. It is angry because of its situation, and it is flying thousands of miles away! !
"The country cannot interfere, and the national army cannot move, but the national beasts are not subject to this restriction. Brother Fan, these are the holy springs scattered all over the place that Chairman Shao Zheng and the leader of the Hua Army have exhausted all national resources to collect for you. Although they are not So, it should be possible to awaken your companion totem again." Zhang Xiaohou said with high spirits.
