I am the youngest Seraph Archangel beside God, my name is Jobs.
I smiled bitterly and cut off my upper left wing.
When the blacksmith was about to die, I got his true biography.
Humanity's sword-making craftsmanship is getting better and better.
He told me that there is no best weapon in the world, only the best time.
I asked for another, and to do it I cut off my upper right wing.
God also takes good care of me. In the 63rd year of my tenure, God asked me to patrol the world for Him.
I asked the blacksmith where I could find the best Western sword.
God looked at the Western sword with a smile on his face.
I thought about it, and I happened to have close to eternity.
You can't cut off the last pair and keep them on your body.
I smiled bitterly and went to find the most powerful blacksmith in the world.
I was flying in the air and looking down at the ground, and that's what medieval buildings were like.
Inside is the evolution process from the earliest bronze sword to the iron sword.
Although I am stupid, time can make up for everything.
Later I found a blacksmith and it turned out that those long sticks were called Western swords.
The power is also much greater, but it requires more strength to wield.
I saw two strange guys in the moving crowd.
A Western sword made of pig iron can cut through a bronze Western sword in one stroke.
He learned that I was the angel of eternal life, and he was happy to teach me how to blacksmith.
I heard God’s praise and I was very happy.
The Western sword I originally brought to heaven is still far behind compared to the lower world.
Because he also wants to know what the best sword in the world will look like.
They seemed to be angry and quarreling. I stopped on the eaves and observed them.
The power is also much greater, but it requires more strength to wield.
I would like to see what these mortals have in their hands.
When the blacksmith was about to die, I got his true biography.
I flew down secretly.
I also began to get used to life in the lower world, living anonymously in the city.
Only then did I realize that my lower right wing had blocked the spot where the Western sword was originally placed on my waist.
It took me two months to find the best blacksmith of this era.
God once again sent me to the lower world, and this time he told me.
They quarreled and pulled out the long sharp sticks from each other's waists.
Then God handed these ten Western swords to the angel next to me.
He had a knife on his back.
He learned that I was the angel of eternal life, and he was happy to teach me how to blacksmith.
I couldn't let go of the first Western sword I got, but the double-edged sword was even more beautiful.
This is refreshing to me. Didn’t humans fight with bare hands before
I saw two strange guys in the moving crowd.
It is usually placed on the waist and can be used after pulling it out.
The angel couldn't argue with me, but I still got the Western sword.
It's okay, I still have three wings.
I am the youngest Seraph Archangel beside God, my name is Jobs.
After fighting for three days and three nights, he was finally judged by God and thrown into the abyss.
I nodded vigorously.
The two began to fight, each move precise and precise.
I asked the blacksmith where I could find the best Western sword.
I smiled bitterly and asked for ten more.
The two began to fight, each move precise and precise.
There are no big changes to the sword, except that pig iron has a new method called forging.
He told me that the best weapon is actually time.
The angel couldn't argue with me, but I still got the Western sword.
He asked me: "Do you think it's worth it?"
And I quietly found an angel and wanted to get one back.
I would like to see what these mortals have in their hands.
I am the youngest Seraph Archangel beside God, my name is Jobs.
I smiled bitterly and cut off my upper left wing.
I returned to the upper world with my long sword, intending to dedicate the Western sword to God.
Then God handed these ten Western swords to the angel next to me.
I flew down secretly.
I present what I think is the best weapon to the coming warriors.
Upgraded from a material called bronze to pig iron.
The power is also much greater, but it requires more strength to wield.
I blended into the crowd and asked everyone what the long stick on my waist was.
I was flying in the air and looking down at the ground, and that's what medieval buildings were like.
I cut off my lower right wing in order to make the Western sword fit better around my waist.
Later I found a blacksmith and it turned out that those long sticks were called Western swords.
Because I can't fly, I never care about things in the upper world.
But I still can't help but want to see what the next sword will look like.
But I still can't help but want to see what the next sword will look like.
I asked for another, and to do it I cut off my upper right wing.
Although I am stupid, time can make up for everything.
I am the youngest Seraph Archangel beside God, my name is Jobs.
Stronger, and a kind of long sword with a back body came from the far east.
It is usually placed on the waist and can be used after pulling it out.
I flew down secretly.
I asked the blacksmith where I could find the best Western sword.
I heard that Lucifer led a third of the angels to rebel in the north of heaven.
Although I am stupid, time can make up for everything.
I smiled bitterly and went to find the most powerful blacksmith in the world.
I asked the blacksmith where I could find the best Western sword.
It took me two months to find the best blacksmith of this era.
It is usually placed on the waist and can be used after pulling it out.
The power is also much greater, but it requires more strength to wield.
Later I found a blacksmith and it turned out that those long sticks were called Western swords.
I think I will definitely get compliments.
The blacksmith told me he had it here, and it was the best in the town.
"You don't have to worry about it. I have my own way." I said.
God continued: "Then do you still want to go down and see what mankind has developed into?"
It is usually placed on the waist and can be used after pulling it out.
I would like to see what these mortals have in their hands.
I asked him how he could create a peerless artifact.
I asked for ten swords in the name of angels and returned to heaven. When I got the sword, I stroked it.
This time God frowned, and he didn't seem to praise me.
Because he also wants to know what the best sword in the world will look like.
It is usually placed on the waist and can be used after pulling it out.
I want to know what the highest level of weapons is.
Putting the heavy sword on my back, I smiled bitterly.
I present what I think is the best weapon to the coming warriors.
It is usually placed on the waist and can be used after pulling it out.
I am the youngest Seraph Archangel beside God, my name is Jobs.
As expected, it lives up to its reputation. If you use this to fight, it will be much easier to use than using your fists.
It took me two months to find the best blacksmith of this era.
I heard God’s praise and I was very happy.
This is refreshing to me. Didn’t humans fight with bare hands before
I returned to the upper world with my long sword, intending to dedicate the Western sword to God.
The knife is wider than the sword, but only has one edge.
I nodded vigorously.
Upgraded from a material called bronze to pig iron.
Only then did I realize that my lower right wing had blocked the spot where the Western sword was originally placed on my waist.
I think I will definitely get compliments.
God once again sent me to the lower world, and this time he told me.
God also takes good care of me. In the 63rd year of my tenure, God asked me to patrol the world for Him.
And I quietly found an angel and wanted to get one back.
God looked at the Western sword with a smile on his face.
I think I will definitely get compliments.
I smiled bitterly and went to find the most powerful blacksmith in the world.
God looked at the Western sword with a smile on his face.
I asked him how he could create a peerless artifact.
I asked the blacksmith where I could find the best Western sword.
The blacksmith opened his own collection.
Only then did I feel that the things around my waist were out of date.
I cut off all my wings and learned blacksmithing from this blacksmith.
I smiled bitterly and asked for ten more.
God asked him to copy it for the angels to use.
And what they used was the weapon made by the angel, which was the sword I brought.
Then he looked at me and said, "This is really good."
I want to know what the highest level of weapons is.
But I discovered something.
God once again sent me to the lower world, and this time he told me.
I heard God’s praise and I was very happy.
The power is also much greater, but it requires more strength to wield.
I cut off all my wings and learned blacksmithing from this blacksmith.
After fighting for three days and three nights, he was finally judged by God and thrown into the abyss.
This is the last time. After I come back, I will never be allowed to leave the realm again.
He had a knife on his back.
It’s the next year again, and this time God doesn’t send me to the next world.
Then God handed these ten Western swords to the angel next to me.
I couldn't let go of the first Western sword I got, but the double-edged sword was even more beautiful.
This sword is wider than a double-edged sword and needs to be carried on the back.
The mortals did not disappoint me. They brought something called a knife.
It took me two months to find the best blacksmith of this era.
I returned to the upper world with my long sword, intending to dedicate the Western sword to God.
I saw two strange guys in the moving crowd.
God asked him to copy it for the angels to use.
Next year God sent me to explore the human world again.
Reluctantly, I cut off the lower left wing this time.
I asked him puzzledly why it was time.
And I quietly found an angel and wanted to get one back.
Later I found a blacksmith and it turned out that those long sticks were called Western swords.
He told me that there is no best weapon in the world, only the best time.
He told me that there is no best weapon in the world, only the best time.
Only then did I realize that my lower right wing had blocked the spot where the Western sword was originally placed on my waist.
I cut off all my wings and learned blacksmithing from this blacksmith.
The angel smiled and said: "I haven't improved it yet. This is placed on my waist. You have three pairs of wings on your back. What's the use of keeping a Western sword?"
It's called a double-edged sword.
I heard God’s praise and I was very happy.
Because I can't fly, I never care about things in the upper world.
Only then did I realize that my lower right wing had blocked the spot where the Western sword was originally placed on my waist.
I flew down secretly.
I was grounded for a year and I had three of my favorite swords on my back.
Only then did I feel that the things around my waist were out of date.
"You don't have to worry about it. I have my own way." I said.
Only then did I realize that my lower right wing had blocked the spot where the Western sword was originally placed on my waist.
You can't cut off the last pair and keep them on your body.
Later I found a blacksmith and it turned out that those long sticks were called Western swords.
I smiled bitterly and went to find the most powerful blacksmith in the world.
I asked him puzzledly why it was time.
The angel couldn't argue with me, but I still got the Western sword.
He learned that I was the angel of eternal life, and he was happy to teach me how to blacksmith.
This thing is really too long, and I only have the last pair of wings left.
He asked me: "Do you think it's worth it?"
I think I will definitely get compliments.
I cut off my lower right wing in order to make the Western sword fit better around my waist.
When the blacksmith was about to die, I got his true biography.
It is usually placed on the waist and can be used after pulling it out.
The blacksmith told me he had it here, and it was the best in the town.
He asked me: "Do you think it's worth it?"
I muttered and said, "It's none of your business."
It hurt but it was worth it.
When the blacksmith was about to die, I got his true biography.
And I asked an angel for a handful.
Next year God sent me to explore the human world again.
I think I will definitely get compliments.
When the blacksmith was about to die, I got his true biography.
I also began to get used to life in the lower world, living anonymously in the city.
The power is also much greater, but it requires more strength to wield.
But I discovered something.
I asked the blacksmith where I could find the best Western sword.
I asked the blacksmith where I could find the best Western sword.
The knife is wider than the sword, but only has one edge.
I asked him puzzledly why it was time.
A Western sword made of pig iron can cut through a bronze Western sword in one stroke.
Humanity's sword-making craftsmanship is getting better and better.
God once again sent me to the lower world, and this time he told me.
When the angel saw me, he smiled again and said, "I didn't expect that your solution would be to cut off your own wings."
The Western sword I originally brought to heaven is still far behind compared to the lower world.
It was not until later that I learned about the upper world from Christ’s church.
God asked him to copy it for the angels to use.
Upgraded from a material called bronze to pig iron.
God looked at the Western sword with a smile on his face.
Inside is the evolution process from the earliest bronze sword to the iron sword.
A Western sword made of pig iron can cut through a bronze Western sword in one stroke.
I flew down secretly.
I present what I think is the best weapon to the coming warriors.
A Western sword made of pig iron can cut through a bronze Western sword in one stroke.
Only then did I feel that the things around my waist were out of date.
He handed the sword to the angel again.
I thought about it, and I happened to have close to eternity.
Moreover, the Western sword this time had edges on both sides, so it could not only stab but also chop.
He had a knife on his back.
The two began to fight, each move precise and precise.
This is the last time. After I come back, I will never be allowed to leave the realm again.
Next year God sent me to explore the human world again.
It's called a double-edged sword.
This is refreshing to me. Didn’t humans fight with bare hands before
A Western sword made of pig iron can cut through a bronze Western sword in one stroke.
I smiled bitterly and asked for ten more.
Upgraded from a material called bronze to pig iron.
He had a knife on his back.
I cut off my lower right wing in order to make the Western sword fit better around my waist.
He had a knife on his back.
The blacksmith told me he had it here, and it was the best in the town.
This time God frowned, and he didn't seem to praise me.
I asked the blacksmith where I could find the best Western sword.
A Western sword made of pig iron can cut through a bronze Western sword in one stroke.
I cut off my lower right wing in order to make the Western sword fit better around my waist.
Humanity's sword-making craftsmanship is getting better and better.
After fighting for three days and three nights, he was finally judged by God and thrown into the abyss.
He handed the sword to the angel again.
And what they used was the weapon made by the angel, which was the sword I brought.
He handed the sword to the angel again.
And I asked an angel for a handful.
It is usually placed on the waist and can be used after pulling it out.
They seemed to be angry and quarreling. I stopped on the eaves and observed them.
When the angel saw me, he smiled again and said, "I didn't expect that your solution would be to cut off your own wings."
Because he also wants to know what the best sword in the world will look like.
The Western sword I originally brought to heaven is still far behind compared to the lower world.
I present what I think is the best weapon to the coming warriors.
There are no big changes to the sword, except that pig iron has a new method called forging.
It was enough to send me flying back to heaven.
He learned that I was the angel of eternal life, and he was happy to teach me how to blacksmith.
Upgraded from a material called bronze to pig iron.
I muttered and said, "It's none of your business."
I heard God’s praise and I was very happy.
I cut off my lower right wing in order to make the Western sword fit better around my waist.
Because I can't fly, I never care about things in the upper world.
Reluctantly, I cut off the lower left wing this time.
The knife is wider than the sword, but only has one edge.
"You don't have to worry about it. I have my own way." I said.
I couldn't let go of the first Western sword I got, but the double-edged sword was even more beautiful.
It's called a double-edged sword.
And what they used was the weapon made by the angel, which was the sword I brought.
You can't cut off the last pair and keep them on your body.
I smiled and said, "Don't I still have three wings?"
It was not until later that I learned about the upper world from Christ’s church.
I saw two strange guys in the moving crowd.
Reluctantly, I cut off the lower left wing this time.
Inside is the evolution process from the earliest bronze sword to the iron sword.
But I still can't help but want to see what the next sword will look like.
The Western sword I originally brought to heaven is still far behind compared to the lower world.
I was flying in the air and looking down at the ground, and that's what medieval buildings were like.
I nodded vigorously.
I smiled and said, "Don't I still have three wings?"
After fighting for three days and three nights, he was finally judged by God and thrown into the abyss.
It’s the next year again, and this time God doesn’t send me to the next world.
When the blacksmith was about to die, I got his true biography.
The Western sword I originally brought to heaven is still far behind compared to the lower world.
He told me that the best weapon is actually time.
I present what I think is the best weapon to the coming warriors.
But I still can't help but want to see what the next sword will look like.
I want to know what the highest level of weapons is.
It is usually placed on the waist and can be used after pulling it out.
Only then did I feel that the things around my waist were out of date.
I flew down secretly.
The Western sword I originally brought to heaven is still far behind compared to the lower world.
But God was not happy.
And I asked an angel for a handful.
There are no big changes to the sword, except that pig iron has a new method called forging.
I asked him puzzledly why it was time.
Then he looked at me and said, "This is really good."
I smiled bitterly and cut off my upper left wing.
This is refreshing to me. Didn’t humans fight with bare hands before
I cut off all my wings and learned blacksmithing from this blacksmith.
The angel couldn't argue with me, but I still got the Western sword.
Stronger, and a kind of long sword with a back body came from the far east.
Stronger, and a kind of long sword with a back body came from the far east.
This is refreshing to me. Didn’t humans fight with bare hands before
I want to know what the highest level of weapons is.
I present what I think is the best weapon to the coming warriors.
The two began to fight, each move precise and precise.
This sword is wider than a double-edged sword and needs to be carried on the back.
I heard that Lucifer led a third of the angels to rebel in the north of heaven.
The blacksmith opened his own collection.
And what they used was the weapon made by the angel, which was the sword I brought.
You can't cut off the last pair and keep them on your body.
He asked me: "Do you think it's worth it?"
This is the last time. After I come back, I will never be allowed to leave the realm again.
Although I am stupid, time can make up for everything.
The power is also much greater, but it requires more strength to wield.
Upgraded from a material called bronze to pig iron.
The blacksmith told me he had it here, and it was the best in the town.
It was enough to send me flying back to heaven.
The knife is wider than the sword, but only has one edge.
I asked for another, and to do it I cut off my upper right wing.
Later I found a blacksmith and it turned out that those long sticks were called Western swords.
Putting the heavy sword on my back, I smiled bitterly.
I am the youngest Seraph Archangel beside God, my name is Jobs.
I asked for another, and to do it I cut off my upper right wing.
I was grounded for a year and I had three of my favorite swords on my back.
Only then did I feel that the things around my waist were out of date.
God asked him to copy it for the angels to use.
He asked me: "Do you think it's worth it?"
The Western sword I originally brought to heaven is still far behind compared to the lower world.
Putting the heavy sword on my back, I smiled bitterly.
You can't cut off the last pair and keep them on your body.
He handed the sword to the angel again.
I asked the blacksmith where I could find the best Western sword.
And what they used was the weapon made by the angel, which was the sword I brought.
Then God handed these ten Western swords to the angel next to me.
It's okay, I still have three wings.
I am the youngest Seraph Archangel beside God, my name is Jobs.
I asked him puzzledly why it was time.
It's okay, I still have three wings.
And I asked an angel for a handful.
It was enough to send me flying back to heaven.
I muttered and said, "It's none of your business."
When the blacksmith was about to die, I got his true biography.
I heard that Lucifer led a third of the angels to rebel in the north of heaven.
He told me that there is no best weapon in the world, only the best time.
It was enough to send me flying back to heaven.
God found me.
I would like to see what these mortals have in their hands.
I heard that Lucifer led a third of the angels to rebel in the north of heaven.
But God was not happy.
This time God frowned, and he didn't seem to praise me.
I cut off my lower right wing in order to make the Western sword fit better around my waist.
I heard that Lucifer led a third of the angels to rebel in the north of heaven.
I saw two strange guys in the moving crowd.
They quarreled and pulled out the long sharp sticks from each other's waists.
Moreover, the Western sword this time had edges on both sides, so it could not only stab but also chop.
I was grounded for a year and I had three of my favorite swords on my back.
This thing is really too long, and I only have the last pair of wings left.
It was not until later that I learned about the upper world from Christ’s church.
I heard God’s praise and I was very happy.
The angel couldn't argue with me, but I still got the Western sword.
This is the last time. After I come back, I will never be allowed to leave the realm again.
I asked him puzzledly why it was time.
They seemed to be angry and quarreling. I stopped on the eaves and observed them.
One year is almost here.
Only then did I realize that my lower right wing had blocked the spot where the Western sword was originally placed on my waist.
I cut off all my wings and learned blacksmithing from this blacksmith.
I couldn't let go of the first Western sword I got, but the double-edged sword was even more beautiful.
The angel couldn't argue with me, but I still got the Western sword.
I was grounded for a year and I had three of my favorite swords on my back.
God found me.
But I discovered something.
Later I found a blacksmith and it turned out that those long sticks were called Western swords.
He asked me: "Do you think it's worth it?"
I saw two strange guys in the moving crowd.
I asked him puzzledly why it was time.
I flew down secretly.
But God was not happy.
A Western sword made of pig iron can cut through a bronze Western sword in one stroke.
I couldn't let go of the first Western sword I got, but the double-edged sword was even more beautiful.
I smiled and said, "Don't I still have three wings?"
When I was about to leave, humans seemed to have invented another weapon called a spear.
I asked for ten swords in the name of angels and returned to heaven. When I got the sword, I stroked it.
"You don't have to worry about it. I have my own way." I said.
He asked me: "Do you think it's worth it?"
The mortals did not disappoint me. They brought something called a knife.
He asked me: "Do you think it's worth it?"
I think I will definitely get compliments.
God continued: "Then do you still want to go down and see what mankind has developed into?"
Because I can't fly, I never care about things in the upper world.
I want to know what the highest level of weapons is.
I smiled and said, "Don't I still have three wings?"
When the angel saw me, he smiled again and said, "I didn't expect that your solution would be to cut off your own wings."
Then he looked at me and said, "This is really good."
I nodded vigorously.
The angel couldn't argue with me, but I still got the Western sword.
When the angel saw me, he smiled again and said, "I didn't expect that your solution would be to cut off your own wings."
One year is almost here.
The angel smiled and said: "I haven't improved it yet. This is placed on my waist. You have three pairs of wings on your back. What's the use of keeping a Western sword?"
When the blacksmith was about to die, I got his true biography.
Later I found a blacksmith and it turned out that those long sticks were called Western swords.
God continued: "Then do you still want to go down and see what mankind has developed into?"
God once again sent me to the lower world, and this time he told me.
When the blacksmith was about to die, I got his true biography.
Inside is the evolution process from the earliest bronze sword to the iron sword.
But I still can't help but want to see what the next sword will look like.
I was grounded for a year and I had three of my favorite swords on my back.
I think I will definitely get compliments.
I flew down secretly.
I was flying in the air and looking down at the ground, and that's what medieval buildings were like.
This is the last time. After I come back, I will never be allowed to leave the realm again.
God found me.
I am the youngest Seraph Archangel beside God, my name is Jobs.
Only then did I feel that the things around my waist were out of date.
The mortals did not disappoint me. They brought something called a knife.
I returned to the upper world with my long sword, intending to dedicate the Western sword to God.
I blended into the crowd and asked everyone what the long stick on my waist was.
Although I am stupid, time can make up for everything.
Only then did I realize that my lower right wing had blocked the spot where the Western sword was originally placed on my waist.
It's okay, I still have three wings.
The angel smiled and said: "I haven't improved it yet. This is placed on my waist. You have three pairs of wings on your back. What's the use of keeping a Western sword?"
I asked him puzzledly why it was time.
The knife is wider than the sword, but only has one edge.
As expected, it lives up to its reputation. If you use this to fight, it will be much easier to use than using your fists.
He had a knife on his back.
It’s the next year again, and this time God doesn’t send me to the next world.
I blended into the crowd and asked everyone what the long stick on my waist was.
Then he looked at me and said, "This is really good."
The angel smiled and said: "I haven't improved it yet. This is placed on my waist. You have three pairs of wings on your back. What's the use of keeping a Western sword?"
I asked for ten swords in the name of angels and returned to heaven. When I got the sword, I stroked it.
I smiled bitterly and cut off my upper left wing.
He told me that the best weapon is actually time.
Humanity's sword-making craftsmanship is getting better and better.
He had a knife on his back.
Upgraded from a material called bronze to pig iron.
The angel smiled and said: "I haven't improved it yet. This is placed on my waist. You have three pairs of wings on your back. What's the use of keeping a Western sword?"
He handed the sword to the angel again.
When I was about to leave, humans seemed to have invented another weapon called a spear.
I smiled bitterly and cut off my upper left wing.
I would like to see what these mortals have in their hands.
I asked for ten swords in the name of angels and returned to heaven. When I got the sword, I stroked it.
Stronger, and a kind of long sword with a back body came from the far east.
He asked me: "Do you think it's worth it?"
I heard that Lucifer led a third of the angels to rebel in the north of heaven.
Later I found a blacksmith and it turned out that those long sticks were called Western swords.
This thing is really too long, and I only have the last pair of wings left.
They quarreled and pulled out the long sharp sticks from each other's waists.
Later I found a blacksmith and it turned out that those long sticks were called Western swords.
I think I will definitely get compliments.
God asked him to copy it for the angels to use.
When the angel saw me, he smiled again and said, "I didn't expect that your solution would be to cut off your own wings."
You can't cut off the last pair and keep them on your body.
God continued: "Then do you still want to go down and see what mankind has developed into?"
The Western sword I originally brought to heaven is still far behind compared to the lower world.
The angel couldn't argue with me, but I still got the Western sword.
Putting the heavy sword on my back, I smiled bitterly.
I want to know what the highest level of weapons is.
I am the youngest Seraph Archangel beside God, my name is Jobs.
Upgraded from a material called bronze to pig iron.
I smiled bitterly and went to find the most powerful blacksmith in the world.
The angel couldn't argue with me, but I still got the Western sword.
God also takes good care of me. In the 63rd year of my tenure, God asked me to patrol the world for Him.
And I asked an angel for a handful.
I want to know what the highest level of weapons is.
Because I can't fly, I never care about things in the upper world.
This is the last time. After I come back, I will never be allowed to leave the realm again.
I smiled bitterly and cut off my upper left wing.
I smiled and said, "Don't I still have three wings?"
And I quietly found an angel and wanted to get one back.
This is refreshing to me. Didn’t humans fight with bare hands before
One year is almost here.
It took me two months to find the best blacksmith of this era.
God also takes good care of me. In the 63rd year of my tenure, God asked me to patrol the world for Him.
They seemed to be angry and quarreling. I stopped on the eaves and observed them.
Next year God sent me to explore the human world again.
Humanity's sword-making craftsmanship is getting better and better.
The blacksmith told me he had it here, and it was the best in the town.
Humanity's sword-making craftsmanship is getting better and better.
I cut off my lower right wing in order to make the Western sword fit better around my waist.
It is usually placed on the waist and can be used after pulling it out.
I asked him how he could create a peerless artifact.
They quarreled and pulled out the long sharp sticks from each other's waists.
It’s the next year again, and this time God doesn’t send me to the next world.
God found me.
He told me that the best weapon is actually time.
I nodded vigorously.
The Western sword I originally brought to heaven is still far behind compared to the lower world.
I asked him puzzledly why it was time.
The angel couldn't argue with me, but I still got the Western sword.
Then God handed these ten Western swords to the angel next to me.
A Western sword made of pig iron can cut through a bronze Western sword in one stroke.
He had a knife on his back.
And what they used was the weapon made by the angel, which was the sword I brought.
This is refreshing to me. Didn’t humans fight with bare hands before
I returned to the upper world with my long sword, intending to dedicate the Western sword to God.
The blacksmith opened his own collection.
Inside is the evolution process from the earliest bronze sword to the iron sword.
I present what I think is the best weapon to the coming warriors.
I heard God’s praise and I was very happy.
Although I am stupid, time can make up for everything.
Inside is the evolution process from the earliest bronze sword to the iron sword.
God looked at the Western sword with a smile on his face.
It's okay, I still have three wings.
I asked for another, and to do it I cut off my upper right wing.
I saw two strange guys in the moving crowd.
He told me that there is no best weapon in the world, only the best time.
Then he looked at me and said, "This is really good."
I want to know what the highest level of weapons is.
But God was not happy.
Humanity's sword-making craftsmanship is getting better and better.
I thought about it, and I happened to have close to eternity.
Stronger, and a kind of long sword with a back body came from the far east.
It’s the next year again, and this time God doesn’t send me to the next world.
I think I will definitely get compliments.
I am the youngest Seraph Archangel beside God, my name is Jobs.
After fighting for three days and three nights, he was finally judged by God and thrown into the abyss.
I cut off all my wings and learned blacksmithing from this blacksmith.
And I asked an angel for a handful.
I want to know what the highest level of weapons is.
He learned that I was the angel of eternal life, and he was happy to teach me how to blacksmith.
They quarreled and pulled out the long sharp sticks from each other's waists.
This thing is really too long, and I only have the last pair of wings left.
There are no big changes to the sword, except that pig iron has a new method called forging.
I heard that Lucifer led a third of the angels to rebel in the north of heaven.
When the angel saw me, he smiled again and said, "I didn't expect that your solution would be to cut off your own wings."
Although I am stupid, time can make up for everything.
The power is also much greater, but it requires more strength to wield.
Because he also wants to know what the best sword in the world will look like.
He told me that there is no best weapon in the world, only the best time.
Although I am stupid, time can make up for everything.
Although I am stupid, time can make up for everything.
I returned to the upper world with my long sword, intending to dedicate the Western sword to God.
I heard God’s praise and I was very happy.
You can't cut off the last pair and keep them on your body.
After fighting for three days and three nights, he was finally judged by God and thrown into the abyss.
When the blacksmith was about to die, I got his true biography.
This sword is wider than a double-edged sword and needs to be carried on the back.
He handed the sword to the angel again.
I also began to get used to life in the lower world, living anonymously in the city.
I think I will definitely get compliments.
Humanity's sword-making craftsmanship is getting better and better.
They seemed to be angry and quarreling. I stopped on the eaves and observed them.
The Western sword I originally brought to heaven is still far behind compared to the lower world.
And I quietly found an angel and wanted to get one back.
I nodded vigorously.
The Western sword I originally brought to heaven is still far behind compared to the lower world.
I present what I think is the best weapon to the coming warriors.
I was flying in the air and looking down at the ground, and that's what medieval buildings were like.
God continued: "Then do you still want to go down and see what mankind has developed into?"
The blacksmith told me he had it here, and it was the best in the town.
The knife is wider than the sword, but only has one edge.
Moreover, the Western sword this time had edges on both sides, so it could not only stab but also chop.
This is refreshing to me. Didn’t humans fight with bare hands before
Because I can't fly, I never care about things in the upper world.
The two began to fight, each move precise and precise.
I smiled bitterly and went to find the most powerful blacksmith in the world.
I muttered and said, "It's none of your business."
It hurt but it was worth it.
It was not until later that I learned about the upper world from Christ’s church.
God once again sent me to the lower world, and this time he told me.
Only then did I realize that my lower right wing had blocked the spot where the Western sword was originally placed on my waist.
I think I will definitely get compliments.
Because I can't fly, I never care about things in the upper world.
He asked me: "Do you think it's worth it?"
It took me two months to find the best blacksmith of this era.
And what they used was the weapon made by the angel, which was the sword I brought.
I heard that Lucifer led a third of the angels to rebel in the north of heaven.
Stronger, and a kind of long sword with a back body came from the far east.
The knife is wider than the sword, but only has one edge.
God found me.
Later I found a blacksmith and it turned out that those long sticks were called Western swords.
I smiled bitterly and asked for ten more.
I asked him how he could create a peerless artifact.
After fighting for three days and three nights, he was finally judged by God and thrown into the abyss.
Later I found a blacksmith and it turned out that those long sticks were called Western swords.
Although I am stupid, time can make up for everything.
It is usually placed on the waist and can be used after pulling it out.
I asked him puzzledly why it was time.
They quarreled and pulled out the long sharp sticks from each other's waists.
He told me that there is no best weapon in the world, only the best time.
The knife is wider than the sword, but only has one edge.
And what they used was the weapon made by the angel, which was the sword I brought.
Because I can't fly, I never care about things in the upper world.
You can't cut off the last pair and keep them on your body.
The angel smiled and said: "I haven't improved it yet. This is placed on my waist. You have three pairs of wings on your back. What's the use of keeping a Western sword?"
He told me that the best weapon is actually time.
The blacksmith told me he had it here, and it was the best in the town.
It took me two months to find the best blacksmith of this era.
I am the youngest Seraph Archangel beside God, my name is Jobs.