"What? Say it again now." Everyone thought they heard it wrong. In fact, everyone heard it clearly, but the thing was too shocking and they didn't want to believe it.
When an ordinary person walks in the forest, what he fears most is not encountering a ferocious beast, but the torn corpse of the ferocious beast. Who tore the ferocious beast into pieces?
Diluni repeated: "The Red Star was blown up. I don't know if it was blown up. Anyway, it was blown up."
Everyone looked at each other, and one by one they came to the observation position to take a look, and then asked: "Did you see what destroyed it?"
Diluni shook his head: "We are twenty astrological units away from the red star. It takes a while for the light to reach us. It was dozens of seconds or minutes ago when the red star was exploded. I can't see what it was. thing."
"Could it be His Majesty who can blow up the red star at once?" Duroken guessed hesitantly.
The Great Sage was shocked, and looked at each other with Anthony and Negris, their expressions becoming strange.
If the Immortal King had not died, then the situation for these people would be embarrassing.
This was a situation they were unwilling to face, so they couldn't help but turn their attention to Ange. .
Ange held his head high and looked at the position where the red star disappeared, as if sensing something.
After a long while, Ange suddenly moved and ran to the goddess of redemption and said: "Devotion, soul."
The Goddess of Redemption, who was pretending to be well-behaved, was startled and a little confused: What's the matter with me? What is he saying?
Ange had to repeat: "Dedicate, soul, to me."
The little face of the goddess of redemption suddenly turned red: How could it be so sudden? Want your own soul without any mental preparation? What about dreaming?
Seeing the reluctance on her face, Ange tilted his head, turned around and took out the scepter of heaven, quickly opened the space door and teleported away, and ran away.
The Goddess of Redemption stood stunned on the spot, her mind filled with questions: What do you mean? Just run away if you don’t agree after being asked twice? What's your attitude? Allowing yourself to dedicate your soul is equivalent to establishing a soul connection and becoming his follower. Is this the attitude of establishing a soul connection? Not sincere at all.
Nigris fluttered over. He first glanced at the Goddess of Redemption doubtfully, then looked at the space door where Ange teleported away. He said hesitantly: "Ange won't do anything inexplicable. You seem to have missed something." If you get some opportunities, I think it’s better for you to catch up.”
"Catch up?" The Goddess of Redemption pointed at herself in astonishment. It was such an important matter to establish a soul connection, but her attitude was not sincere at all. She still wanted to chase after her? Doesn’t the Goddess of Redemption have no face?
Anthony also said: "The adults will not do meaningless things. He asks you to dedicate your soul. It must have a purpose, but it is definitely not for the sake of one more slave god. He now has too many slave gods to manage, so why should he?" What about doing this?"
"There are two possibilities. One is to borrow power, and the other is to protect. What can I borrow from the power of redemption? Your speed and effect in saving people are not as fast as his, so it can only be a refuge. Why should I protect you? , but don’t need to protect us?” Duroken quickly analyzed.
Anthony's eyes suddenly lit up: "Storm of Faith! The red star was blown up, but what about Storm of Faith? The last time there was a storm of faith, there was no red star in the sky. Could it be that the last red star was also blown up, leaving only If a storm of faith comes, we either have a soul connection or have no godhead, so there is no need to protect us?"
"So, Faith... Hey, hey, where are you going?" Before Nigris could say anything, he saw the goddess of salvation holding up her skirt and rushing into the space door that was about to close.
"This kid is so reckless. I also want to say that if you really can't wait, you can enter my Book of Brass and seal it temporarily. I couldn't feel the storm of faith last time. Isn't it because I was sealed? There is no need to sacrifice any soul, really.”
Nigris complained, tilted his head, and was disconnected. When he sensed it again, it had already been reflected on Ange.
Ange first teleported to Meishen City and prepared to teleport to Luolan through the teleportation array.
"Who are you going to find?" asked the projected Negris.
"Xia Mara." Ange responded.
Nigris immediately confirmed their suspicions: "Is it really the Storm of Faith? Shamara has a godhead? She and Fetihawi killed the Angel of Sin together. Where should we find her?"
"Fetihawi and Shamara are not together." Ange said.
He could sense the location of Harvey Feti through soul connection, but Shyamala was not with them and ran away while chasing the sinful angel.
Nigris suddenly became troubled: "Then where to find her? How long will it take for the Storm of Faith to come? Is it too late?"
Ange tilted his head and didn't answer, because he didn't know if it was too late, so he sent it over first.
The light of the teleportation array lit up, and at this moment, a graceful figure flew over, hugged his thigh bone tightly, and teleported away with him.
When he arrived at Loland City, Ange looked down and saw the goddess of redemption hugging his thigh bone tightly, smiling and saying: "Lord God, please accept the fire of my soul."
Ange accepted it, and the goddess of redemption relaxed her hand and stood up, then obediently stepped aside.
"Lord Ange!" Ange shouted urgently. Ange looked up and saw that the teleportation array in Loland City had been blocked by one person.
Xia Mara, dressed in black mighty holy armor, stood outside the teleportation array, and everyone was driven away from the blockade by her.
There was a row of black feathers stuck on the 'line'. A brave guy crossed the line and nailed two black feathers to his thighs. He was holding his big feet and sobbing there, not daring to cry. The sound comes.
"Lord Ange, are you here to find me? I have a premonition that someone will come here to save me." Xia Mara said urgently.
Nigris couldn't help but said: "How can we find you when we still have a headache? I didn't expect that your nose is smarter than a kobold, so you came here by yourself. Your premonition ability is so good."
Ange also nodded towards her: "Dedicate your soul to me."
Xia Mara was much more straightforward than the Goddess of Redemption. She held out a soul fire on the spot, and after establishing a soul connection, Ange took them back to the City of Beauty.
Before leaving, Xhamala waved and took back the row of feathers that marked the blockade, leaving only the two feathers inserted in the legs of the person who crossed the line.
The person who crossed the line was about to cry but didn't even dare to speak louder. He muttered in a low voice: "I haven't dialed the hair on my leg yet..."
He didn't know why he had a brain twitch at that time. He insisted on crossing the line to test, and was directly nailed to the ground. Only under the severe pain did he realize that the black angel seemed to be even more difficult to deal with.
Hua la la, at least three groups of people came around, pushing and shoving each other, each occupying a position, surrounding the guy who crossed the line, and one of them even put a dagger directly on his neck.
"Friend, let's discuss it. Can we sell these two Black Angel Feathers to us?" A guy with a sinister face said with a smile.
As soon as he finished speaking, someone behind him slapped him on the head: "You are stupid. It's enough to just say feathers. Do you have to remind him that this is the feather of the black angel? What if he doesn't sell it?"
"If he doesn't sell it, I'll poke a few holes in him."
"Damn it, Black Angel deliberately took away these two feathers. If you take them away, it is equivalent to robbing Lord Black Angel. Do you want to die? Buy it, and you can't buy it for a penny less."
"Sell it to me, sell it to me." The other groups of people said in unison.
The guy who crossed the line couldn't help but ask: "This... black angel feather, does it have any effect?"
Seeing everyone showing hesitation, the guy who crossed the line quickly said: "Answer my question, and I will sell one of them to him first."
Someone immediately answered: "The Feather of Fallen has the power of corruption, can be made into a weapon, and has the ability to pollute the light."
The guy who crossed the line had his heart beating wildly: I'm getting rich, I'm getting rich, if I had known, I would have let Lord Black Angel prick him a few more times.
Ange, who returned to Meishen City, ran as fast as he could to the desert outside the city, made preparations, and threw the water god Tom out first.
