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The ball of light that was suspected to be an energy shield seemed to be gradually solidifying. What made the Blood Demon most suspicious was that a powerful force of space suddenly exploded in the middle of the energy ball.
The Blood Demon’s perception was correct.
Inside Wu Hui's spaceship, a space gate that seems real and unreal and majestic has been condensed.
Logically speaking, Wu Hui did not build a space gate in this void, and it was originally impossible to condense a space gate. However, in fact, Wu Hui had already built a space gate with this small assault ship as an anchor.
Once Wu Hui has a need, he can use the small assault ship as the space coordinate to condense a space gate at any time.
"Greetings, my Lord."
A calm and majestic voice sounded, and then a tall figure passed through the space door and appeared in the spaceship first. His eyes were deep, like a bottomless cold pond, and his seemingly young face bore the traces of vicissitudes of life.
He was wearing a robe condensed from holy light energy, holding a scepter in his hand, with ten wings raised high behind him in an orderly manner.
That’s right!
He is a ten-winged angel! He is also the first ten-winged angel under Wu Hui. According to the classification standard of the universe's strong, he is a level 11 existence.
St. John Nassadler!
The last pope of the old church of the Bright Continent, he experienced countless hardships in his life, and finally emerged as a butterfly, becoming Wu Hui's capable subordinate. His level of soul refinement and evolution is even stronger than that of Saint Luke.
He is also the only one currently whose soul is strong enough to carry the body of a ten-winged angel.
Even during the heyday of the old God of Light, there were not many strong men who could reach this level. Each of them was a legion commander who could rule a region and act independently!
Even Wu Hui's two personal guards, Lloyd and Isabella, looked at St. John with admiring and fanatical eyes. This senior was their role model and the direction of their future efforts. They also wanted to grow up as quickly as possible and share the worries of the great God of Light.
"Outside, just call me His Highness the Son of God," said Wu Hui.
Compared to being a Lord God, Wu Hui prefers to be a Son of God in public. This way, he can enjoy the pleasure of being a second-generation God. It also gives outsiders the illusion that he is unfathomable and that they don't know how much terrible energy is hidden behind him.
"Yes, Your Highness the Son of God." St. John was extremely loyal to Wu Hui. Not to mention changing his title, even if he was asked to die, he would not hesitate at all.
Since St. John was here, Wu Hui was too lazy to talk nonsense. He yawned and said, "I'll leave the blood demon outside to you to deal with."
"As you command." St. John's eyes glowed with passion. It was his life's mission to share the Lord's worries. He took a step forward and suddenly appeared outside the spaceship.
He shook his body, and his body became larger and larger. He stood proudly in the air with a majestic aura, emitting a terrifying divine power. The scepter in his hand turned into a sharp sword, and he slashed at the blood demon's flagship!
The energy sword blade formed by highly condensed holy light presents an arc-shaped sword light hundreds of meters long.
"What!"