As the holy light flashed in front of them, they were two seraphs whose faces were somewhat indistinguishable from male to female, and their faces were already so beautiful that they surpassed human cognition.
This sentence is not a rhetorical technique, but a rigorous description.
All mortals cannot remember or recall the true appearance of these two angels no matter how many times they look at them. They can only barely realize that their appearance is so "beautiful" that it makes it difficult for them to breathe and think, and nothing can be left outside of this place.
It seems that because of this, their appearance also began to undergo subtle changes. The majestic young man in front turned into a heroic man, and his wings began to emit blazing flames.
The angel floating slightly behind turned into a beautiful woman, with wings like a peacock opening its tail, with divine patterns like eyes, and the eyes staring at Ma En were flooded by golden light.
"Seraphim, Cherubim." Shadow looked at them with extremely wary eyes. He knew very well how dangerous and terrifying these two gentle-looking angels were, "What are you doing here?"
The female Cherubim looked at Ma En, and the golden light in her eyes became more intense. But almost at the same time, a dark shadow also invaded the space in front of Ma En, blocking the golden sight behind her.
After being blocked, Cherubim turned her head slightly, trying to bypass the obstruction of the shadow, but the shadow had no intention of giving in, and upon noticing this, she looked directly at the shadow.
Shadow looked directly at her and said:
"What? You want to provoke the Federation and its allies?"
The angel of wisdom opened her lips slightly, and the voice that came out was gentle and kind:
"No, I just want to know if Serran is really dead, please don't lie."
Although she spoke in this tone, Ma En felt a sense of oppression that could not be resisted, as if the words coming out of her mouth were truth and orders that no mortal should disobey.
But when this feeling spread to his body, the arrogance that had just been suppressed was directly stimulated to occupy his thoughts again, and the strong anger after the provocation by the false god's creation emerged.
Ma En frowned slightly, watching the two feelings that did not belong to him collide in his body, and gradually formed some strange harmony, like two wild beasts biting and wrestling with each other.
Taking advantage of the two unnatural forces that invaded his mind to hold each other back, Ma En raised her head slightly and looked at the Cherubim who was watching her. The "eyes" on her wings were all staring at her.
Ma En looked at them and said:
"Death? I don't think his current state can be described as death, and he may have a chance to return to our world again, but I guess he won't have a chance to come back within a thousand years.
"Now is 'our' time."
Seraph glanced at his companions behind him.
The wise angel nodded slightly, and then showed a gentle smile:
"Thank you, mortal, for helping us solve a troublesome problem. I can give you or the mortal you care about the opportunity to become an angel, so that they can continue to live after death."
Ma En immediately rejected Cherubeus's malicious gratitude:
"No."
He didn't try to mention Chen Yun's matter. The few words spoken by the angels were not even polite. Judging from his behavior in dealing with Serran, these angels should still be somewhat wary of him. He wouldn't do anything to her while he was still alive.
Therefore, if he really wanted to take the opportunity to raise some conditions with Chen Yun, it would reveal that he cares about Chen Yun.
After getting the answer she wanted, Cherubim nodded with satisfaction, and then she and her companions no longer looked at Ma En and Shadow, and fluttered their white wings directly on the spot.
It disappeared directly before their eyes, and only the scattered feathers proved that they had been there.
Shadow also took back his power:
"After Shenxiao was imprisoned, these angels became more and more arrogant. Now that Serran is dead, I don't know whether this is a good thing or a bad thing. Maybe we shouldn't deal with the gods directly."
In fact, this is also because the Federation and Shadow are not that confident in this matter, and they regard this as a risk-free dice.
If they knew the end result at the beginning, they might hesitate for a long time.
Of course, they will make this decision in the end.
Ma En kindly suggested:
"You can try to release Shenxiao again, they will definitely be more obedient."
Upon hearing this, Shadow just smiled:
"Good idea, but forget it. The Federation is not afraid of the Holy Religion and Heaven. It's just that without Serran, we can't use this leader of the gods to continue to restrain him, but we have a new ally.
"And it's all thanks to you."
As he finished speaking, an ordinary-looking figure on the platform in the distance suddenly burst into flames and was directly burned to ashes by the flames. Then, flames ignited directly not far in front of Ma En.
Lieyan turned into a young man also wearing a suit.
But he didn't look as old as Serran's human form, and there was a bit of vigor in his expression that Serran didn't have, as if he was a prime-time human being ready to show off his talents.
And he flew directly in front of Ma En.
He extended his right hand to Ma En and nodded calmly:
"Thank you for dealing with that old thing. I will continue to lead the gods in the future."
Ma En stretched out his hand and shook his hand:
"You're welcome."
This person was naturally the Vulcan who had reached an agreement with the Federation, but although his expression seemed calm, Ma En, who looked at him, immediately noticed something was wrong.
It's not like he's never seen Vulcan before.
The Vulcan at that time did not look like what he looks like now. The previous Vulcans were all bad-tempered bastards, and this look also made Ma En feel very familiar. The Vulcan at this moment looks like...
A shoddy imitation of the former King of the Gods.
Shadow also smiled:
"We have reached an agreement with Lord Vulcan. Today's Southern Federation will be jointly managed by us and Vulcan. Although you provided us with weapons that can destroy these gods, in the end we decided to join forces with them.
"After all, this kind of cooperation is a good thing for both the Federation and the gods."
Vulcan also nodded slightly and said:
"We will work with the Federation to clean up the mess left by Serran, including those warlords who act recklessly just because of the existence of the gods. I guess you really want to see this.
"You shouldn't have any other conflicts with us."
Although the Vulcan's tone at this moment was neither arrogant nor humble, his words still revealed the fear deep in his heart.
He specifically mentioned the problem of warlords in order to "please" Ma En.
He desperately did not want to have any more disputes or conflicts with Ma En. Even though the situation was different now, and he was the one cooperating with the Federation instead of Ma En, he was still worried and afraid of the organization represented by the man in front of him.
They had just defeated the immortal God of Gods.
After learning the result, Vulcan even regretted his original decision to stand aside, because he had gradually begun to wonder how to "lead" the gods.
But now that the matter has come to this, he can only bite the bullet and go ahead.
Ma En nodded:
"Of course, as long as you don't cause trouble for us."
Vulcan nodded and said:
"I promise on behalf of the gods..."
But when he said this, Ma En, who was standing beside him, suddenly raised his hand.
(End of chapter)
