The golden wings of the King of Angels cover the entire church.
On the walls of the church, there are white bones flowing with sacred rhythms, and there are faint hymns ringing from them.
These devout believers have been dead for many years, even after so many years.
Their souls and bones are still praising and worshiping God.
The Lord who is all-knowing and all-powerful.
At the same time, it also praises the King of Angels who protects this place and protects their souls.
Vice-President of Heaven, Lord of Light, Dragon Slayer, Sword of the Lord.
King of Archangels—Michael!
At this moment, the body surface of this archangel, who is recognized as the 'closest to God', is surrounded by angry holy light.
The Light boils with rage.
So much so that the appearance of this Lord of Light emerged from the holy light.
It was a flawless man with long golden hair.
Golden wings spread out behind him, and strips of white ribbon-like sacred light spread out from his sacred body.
The eyes filled with holy light reflected the scene in the distance.
In the end, there was only a big hand covering the sky and the sun in his eyes!
The moon wheel fell into that big hand!
boom!
The angel was thrown to the ground.
It fell to pieces!
Heretic, resurrected from the body of an angel.
The anger of the King of Angels is burning.
"Blasphemy!"
He couldn't help but hold the holy sword in his hand.
Red cross sword.
This is His weapon.
This holy sword that once defeated the red dragon Satan is now covered with flames from heaven.
However…
After all, he did not dare to draw the sword.
Because the moment He had that thought.
His spirit issued a devastating warning.
Let Him know if He dares to draw his sword.
Then He will surely perish today!
Even if His Master wakes up and comes from heaven, he cannot save Him.
"Who is that?" The eyes of the Lord of Light flashed back to the last scene he saw.
The man who appeared quietly.
Man wearing a facial mask.
…
"Sir..." Nanna turned around and looked at the man in front of him.
This man wearing a facial mask.
He worshiped gratefully: "How can I repay you for your great kindness?"
This is both gratitude and an attempt to hug my thighs.
After all, Heaven could kill Him once.
Of course I can kill Him a hundred times more!
Nanna knew very well that He would not say face to face with the 'only omniscient and omnipotent Lord'.
Even the seven kings of angels under him can deal with him at will.
For Heaven has destroyed and digested several pantheons.
Not just one Sumerian was eaten alive.
None of Solomon's demons were spared.
Now that her thigh is right in front of her, Nanna naturally knows that she should hug her tightly!
Lingpingan looked at the servile old man in front of him who wanted to hold his thigh and act cute.
He blinked, shook his head, and said extremely proudly: "I don't need the gratitude of ants!"
This is the truth!
No matter how strong the ants are, they are still just ants.
The so-called Army Ants of the Southern Zhou Dynasty, which have been widely rumored on the Internet, no matter how many they come, in front of humans, they are nothing more than something that can be trampled to death with one kick.
If that doesn't work, you can also set fire to it and spray it with insecticide.
There is always a way to exterminate them.
In his mind, everything in this world is the same.
Ants in the anthill.
He was too lazy to tell the difference!
Nanna choked immediately, he still wanted to try harder.
But Lingpingan already shook his head: "Aren't you leaving yet?"
"Stay here and you plan to wait for me to send you a certificate?!"
Boundless fear suddenly arose in Nanna's heart!
Certificate of award
He could naturally understand the meaning expressed in this 'adult' context.
Do you want a certificate to send you to the West
He immediately kowtowed obediently: "Young man, let's go now..."
He, who had just come back to life, did not want to go back again.
And He knew that if he died in this man's hands, it would probably be real death!
There is no chance of resurrection!
So, after kowtowing, He slowly and respectfully walked out of the hall.
When he came outside, he saw a human standing in front of the parking lot.
Nanna looked at him with alert eyes.
Because, from this man, he felt mortal danger.
This is a human being capable of killing Him!
A human with the power to kill gods!
"Protector of the Ur people, salute you!" Nanna said softly.
The other party nodded and said: "Sir, there is something that requires your cooperation..."
Nanna frowned.
"The Prince of Poland is a foreign guest of our country..." The other party said softly: "Our country has never had a record of the unexplained death of a foreign guest during a visit..."
"Please do me a favor..."
He said it very politely.
But Nanna knew his subtext: If you don’t help, I will kill you!
And he does have that ability!
What's more, Nanna also felt a deadly threat hanging from the clouds.
An extremely sharp long knife hung on the top of his head.
That's a god!
And he is an extremely powerful god!
Emperor Guan Sheng
Nanna remembered some information he had learned from Ludvik's memory.
Then, He knew the identity of this man.
The only God-Slayer in the world, the black-clad governor of this country!
Then, Nanna laughed: "Of course I will help the governor!"
Does He dare not to help
Don't dare!
As a result, His body faintly disappeared.
A man fell out of His body and fell to the ground.
It was the Prince of Poland, Lieutenant General Ludwik.
The prince stood up in confusion, looked around, and asked, "What happened?"
The next second he screamed: "My psychic power... My psychic power..."
The Hurricane was swaying, his eyes full of terror.
The strength gained from the divine blood eventually fell due to the departure of the divine blood.
He is worse than an ordinary person now.
The face is pale and the body is weak.
Nanna didn't care about him. He just touched his feet lightly and floated to the sky.
For Him, the most important thing now is to find a place to hide.
Otherwise, if someone finds him, the man from the Bone Church will definitely come out personally, take him back, and turn him into the Moon Wheel at the expense of his two hundred years of faith!
Li Shouyi looked at the Sumerian god walking under the moonlight.
His eyes twinkled.
As the strongest among humans, he is also the God Slayer.
Li Shouyi naturally knew more secrets about the invasion and coverage of myths.
Some of these secrets even relate to the nature of the gods.
At this moment, he watched the Sumerian moon god flying away in the night and flying into the distance.
He lowered his head.
He remembered some of the secrets he had glimpsed when he killed the evil god.
Then, a hint of sarcasm appeared at the corner of his mouth.
god
hehe!
Then, he looked at Ludvik, who was already panicking.
"Your Highness..." Li Shouyi said softly: "I saved you, should you cooperate with my work?!"
Ludvik, at this moment, has lost all his initial pride and arrogance.
He understood that his mission as a stone had completely failed.
Not only did he fail, he also lost all his chips.
In Qinlu society, people without chips are nothing!
Not even a tool!
Therefore, he immediately nodded: "Yes... yes! I will definitely cooperate with you!"
Ludvik knew that in his current situation, he would definitely die if he went back!
The royal family will not forgive him, and neither will the Church of Bones or Hell.
No matter which party he falls into, his end will be extremely miserable.
On the contrary...
His former enemy became his only life-saving straw.
Therefore, he was almost servile and said: "Captain, I will do whatever you want!"
Li Shouyi laughed.
This is what the Qinlu people are like.
In the past three hundred years, the Federal Empire has understood it extremely clearly!
He smiled: "We look forward to broader and deeper cooperation with His Highness!"
He already knows that after tonight, the world situation will change again!
Just like more than two hundred years ago, a wave of spiritual energy revival suddenly swept across the world.
Suddenly, Qin Luren felt that he was capable again.
As a result, they tore up the signed "Vienna Peace Treaty" and gathered a large number of extraordinary people to launch the New Qinling Campaign.
It wasn't until his head was bruised and bloody under the iron walls of the empire, and even the king was sent to the guillotine, that he finally sued for peace again.
Now, it's average.
The spiritual energy tide is rising again.
Soon, the gods, who could only rely on rituals to take action, might be able to lift their shackles.
The age of mythology will truly come.
By then…
Li Shouyi understood that the international situation and even the world order had to be reshuffled.
So, before that, grab a few more cards in your hand, there is no bad thing after all!
…
Lingpingan yawned.
He looked at the people who were looking at him eagerly, wagging their tails like cats and dogs.
He shook his head.
He has no interest in communicating with these ants.
but…
In the ant nest, he saw a familiar figure.
"Qianye-chan!" Lingpingan smiled and waved.
When the Fuso girl heard this, her eyes suddenly lit up.
"Lingsang..." She ran over happily and bowed deeply: "Is it really you?"
Everyone's eyes widened in disbelief.
Only Li Gong Aiko nodded in his heart.
"The eldest princess hinted... It must be Him..." She sighed: "It is indeed the Kingdom... Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!"
Fortunately, Fuso is used to it.
Over the past thousand years, the Fuso Kingdom has become accustomed to the emergence of many talented people in this country, leading the world.
It has already acquiesced that it is a country that needs to be led, guided and taught.
It is a position that requires wholehearted following and learning.
Thousands of years are enough to create extremely powerful inertia.
This inertia makes Fuso people habitually follow even in the era of spiritual recovery.
"I'm a little hungry..." Lingpingan touched his stomach and said, "Qianye-chan, make me something to eat!"
He said this very calmly.
Because it's true!
Artists create and perform, but they consume a lot of physical strength and energy.
Chiba Michiko nodded happily: "Okay..."
"What do you want to eat, Lingsang?"
Lingpingan looked at the girl in front of him, thought about it seriously, and then said, "Just be casual!"
He is a little tired today.
I planned to fill my stomach and go back to sleep.
Michiko Chiba then asked: "How about pork chop?"
"Okay!" Lingpingan nodded and said to her, "Let's go!"
So, ignoring everyone else, he took the Fuso girl and walked straight out of here.
…
In the office building of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.
Chu Weiwei put down the phone in her hand, her face full of weirdness.
"What's wrong?" Li Anan asked.
"Captain..." Chu Weiwei said: "There was a call from the Black Guard headquarters... The headquarters said... they asked us to prepare a press release..."
"What draft?" Li Anan asked.
"Notice regarding Prince Ludwik of Poland and Lithuania seeking asylum in our country..." Chu Weiwei said in an extremely strange way.
Li Anan raised his head, his face full of shock.
She couldn't understand at all, what was going on in this world
How many hours has it been
Has it been twelve hours since His Highness the Prince got off the plane
Didn't he come here to cause trouble
Why did it become seeking asylum
The world of big shots is really scary!
However, she still nodded: "It looks like we have to stay up all night tonight!"
For such a big thing, it must be all night long!
Fortunately, for extraordinary people, it is normal for them to stay awake for months.
…
Lingpingan sat in the deserted restaurant, eating the delicious food sent by Michiko Chiba in a hurry.
Grilled pork chop, baked tuna, steamed sea urchin egg...
He swept them away quickly.
Then I patted my stomach, which was somewhat full.
Although he was still a little hungry, he still stopped eating when he looked at the busy Fuso girl who was sweating profusely.
"Thank you for your hard work, Qianye-chan!" he said casually.
"It's not hard work!" The Fuso girl bowed with happiness on her face: "This is what I should do!"
Lingpingan did not decline as before, but still accepted the other party's flattery.
Because this is what it should be, of course.
He stood up and said to Michiko Chiba: "Then I will go back to sleep..."
"You should also sleep early!"
"I'll send you off!" Michiko Chiba said quickly.
"No need!" Lingpingan said: "If you follow me, I'm afraid you will see some not-so-good things..."
He had a premonition that his slaves and hawks and dogs were waiting for him.
And those guys look a little weird.
I'm afraid it will scare this girl.
If you get scared, you won't have anywhere to eat.
Michiko Chiba could only lower her head and bow: "Then walk slowly!"
Lingpingan nodded and walked towards the door.
Walking out the door, the entire hall was deserted.
He walked straight forward and walked over.
It seemed that after passing through a thin layer of mist, it appeared in another place.
It was a bookstore he was familiar with.
The posters on the walls still look like they were posted by him himself.
He turned on the light and sat down at the counter skillfully.
It's an old computer, and I don't know who opened it.
On the screen, ripples like snowflakes were flashing.
He held his cat and leaned against the old chair.
In his mind, his reason couldn't help but say: "It seems that I did eat or drink something not very good..."
"I actually had the illusion of going home!"
Jiangcheng and the imperial capital are thousands of kilometers apart.
How could it be possible to go home in the blink of an eye
But in front of him, a figure suddenly appeared.
Dark shadows.
The shadow crouched before him.
"Xiao Ao..." Lingpingan said casually: "You are here!"
"Yes!" The shadow crawled: "My Lord!"