With a heavy push, Mo Fan felt as if he had smashed a thin mirror, and the air was so clean that it could instantly sweep away the turbid air in his lungs and pour into his body.
Those dead muscles, those coagulated blood, those gradually forgotten memories... It was as if everything had come to life, including his own body that was about to wither and rotten!
Mo Fan lay flat and lifted into the air, but turned his head. In the corner of the corner, he saw a person getting farther and farther away from him in the huge dark abyss. He was wrapped up bit by bit by the turbidity and decay, and his figure became smaller and smaller. Go away bit by bit and become smaller.
Mo Fan didn't dare to look again and closed his eyes tightly.
His eyes were extremely dry, and his heart was filled with guilt. His mind was still replaying the words Mu Bai said.
Fallen angel…
Can we return to this world
What if I can't come back
In that place, even just touching the surface, he was already fragile, frightened, crazy, collapsed, and desperate. Why did he have the courage to fall for the second time...
…
"Mo Fan!"
"Mo Fan!!"
"Mo Fan!!"
Some sounds kept coming to his ears, and Mo Fan slowly opened his eyes. The sun was shining warmly on his cheeks, the wind was blowing gently on his skin, and there were many people who were worried about him. People, Mo Fan could hear their joy when they called him...
It's obvious that we only fell into hell for such a short period of time, but why does it feel like a lifetime ago? How long does the person who really falls into hell have to go through?
I thought I would become a great hero in the future, but in the end everyone around me did better than me and was worthy of looking up to me throughout my life.
"Why!!!"
"Since when did I, Michael, need the permission of you people in order for a true heretic to disappear from this world!!" Michael saw Mo Fan rising from the abyss of purgatory, and his whole body Almost crazy! !
From the trial to the rebellion, and then to this increasingly fierce struggle, it is so difficult to kill a person in the Holy City. Without absolute sanctions, sorcery and witchcraft will only become more and more widespread. By that time, people They will be dominated by demons and become food for those demon empires. Are people missing the days of being slaves to the ancient gods? That is human civilization going backwards!
Without the Holy City, there would be no magic conventions, and without prohibition of magic, this fragile magic civilization would be trampled on by the masters of other planes without any dignity at all!
"You will bear the eternal crime!!" Michael pointed at Mo Fan who had returned from hell and almost shouted.
"I've heard enough of your disgusting remarks!" Mo Fan's blood not only started to flow throughout his body, but also gradually boiled. At this time, Mo Fan was like a descendant of an ancient god and demon, and he was slowly The transformation is getting stronger bit by bit.
Because of the eight soul patterns of heaven and earth, good souls and evil souls coexist, half of his power is filled with holy and noble essence, and the other half contains the extremely evil essence.
His body began to burn with flames, which originated from the Nirvana Flame of the Holy Totem Suzaku, the King of Ten Thousand Feathers. Every filament of the flames was filled with sacred dignity and inviolable supremacy.
But in his bones, there is another demon from the bottom of darkness. The demon's flame is born from the blood, and is fueled by the anger deep in his heart. The evil and awe-inspiring flames turn his eyes into a pair of eyes that can The demonic pupils that penetrate human souls vividly display the madness of an evil god and demon...
These two flames blend together in Mo Fan, especially after experiencing the Nirvana of Suzaku and the fury of the devil in this short period of time. Now standing between the two holy cities, Mo Fan can no longer tell the difference. Is he more divine or more demonic
"Now I just want to use the blood of you, a dirty and smelly angel, to pay tribute to everyone who has been persecuted by you and cannot survive in this world. Do you know how much each of them misses this world?" Mo Fan looked at it. Michael.
He clearly possesses the two most extreme flames in the world. It should be so angry that it would burn the sky and eclipse the light of the sun, but people feel a kind of coldness under the Nine Netherworld radiating from Mo Fan's body. It enveloped everyone, and their souls trembled involuntarily. It was obviously their resentment towards Michael, but it seemed to be vented into the hearts of hundreds of thousands of people!
Michael always only has his lofty ideals in his eyes, and he regards himself as the god of protection.
But among the people he persecuted, which one doesn’t love everything here more than he does
It is precisely because he regards it as a treasure that he is unwilling to start a meaningless battle and wants to end all these disputes with his own sacrifice...
It’s just that some people never understand that this beauty and peace are based on people who are willing to give. It is definitely not a ruler like Michael who despises all the precious things in the world and only wants to eradicate dissidents! !
The vast majority of people in the world can be blinded by the brilliant light of Michael's sixteen wings, or they can be like him and spurn those who are struggling in the quagmire in the false tranquility. But after seeing myself as a truly noble and valuable soul, I will never agree or compromise! !
"Live well for me..."
This is not what Mu Bai said to himself alone, it is about every lingering person in his memory. They are holding this fragile world, but they are sinking into the quagmire bit by bit, before suffocating, before dying. Before, what I said to myself from the bottom of my heart.
I am not the lucky one in the muddy journey, but I carry everyone's expectations.
There are too many people's shoulders at my feet. Even if I fall, there will be people holding my back to prevent me from sinking!
Why do you have to laugh from a high place
Why can't you reach out and give these people a lift? They are suffocated by the mud, and their eyes filled with tears yearn for real light.
Shouldn't angels on earth bring hope to people
Why do you have to trample these people down with your feet! !
"Yiqiu, you are not worthy of being my righteous soul. Even if my righteous soul sinks into darkness forever, he will still be immortal in my heart!"
There are eight soul mountains behind Mo Fan, emerging one by one.
Mo Fan turned around, stretched out one hand towards the void soul body, and grabbed Yi Qiu's righteous soul alive.
The Soul Mountain was caught in Mo Fan's hand, and was crushed to pieces by Mo Fan, who had a cold and terrifying face! !
Self-destruction of one soul!
This is an extremely painful process, but Mo Fan still has no expression at all. You can see that the mark of the star on Mo Fan's chest and the shackles in his soul are also shattered with Mo Fan's extremely cruel method!
Demons merge with the flames of Suzaku, and gods and demons coexist.
The world is divided into good and evil souls, and there is an empty soul mountain.
Seven souls are in the human world, and one soul is in hell.
Mo Fan knows that he will never have a complete soul in this life, but he will become stronger because of this incomplete soul! !
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The black star was completely shattered as Mo Fan killed his soul. The shocking mark on his chest instantly turned into a ball of blazing Vermillion Bird flames. The flames swept across and the wound on his chest was quickly healed. , turned into molten muscle!
The fire of the Suzaku is as bright as a rainbow. As the mark of the star disappears, these flames become more colorful. They spread out little by little on the back of Mo Fan's back, like the stunning moment when it emerges from a cocoon and turns into a butterfly. The wings slowly opened from the thick cocoon!
On the other side is the arrogant and evil demon fire, pure black, the blood of the demon is awakening, and the black wings of fire and the red bird flame feathers stretch towards both sides of the sky.
Unlike the layers of exaggerated feathers like those of angels, whether it is the Suzaku Nirvana body or the devil's body, only one is born, half of it is the sacred feather of Suzaku's rainbow flame, and the other half is the wings of devil's black flame, but the two They are all extremely huge!
The two wings completely covered the sky. The east and west sides of the Holy City were shrouded by these two wings with huge contrast in brilliance. They were like two flaming gorges floating in the sky, with no end visible at a glance!
"I will first break your self-proclaimed angelic feathers one by one. Like Sariel, you should be lying on the ground with blood dripping on your face. Take a good look at the faces of everyone who is carrying a heavy load. How many are they? Hate the Holy City, how much I hate you hypocritical rulers!"
Mo Fan flapped his wings, and the two Tianxia wings rolled up two layers of sky-burning flames. His speed could no longer be seen clearly with the naked eye. Only the devil's fire and the Suzaku's flames filled the sky like a gorgeous sky scroll. Roll out constant rendering!
After traveling through dimensions, the extremely shocking Burning Sky Flame followed closely.
Mo Fan appeared in front of Michael, and Michael was surrounded by a golden holy feather barrier, which was like a metal ball protecting Michael inside.
"BOOM!!!!!!"
The golden guardian ball shattered into a large piece of light and shadow, and Michael fell from the sky, hitting the magnificent temple of the Holy City of Earth heavily!
The magic fire spread down and rolled from the sky to the earth. The holy city of the earth instantly turned into a city of flames where two fires coexisted. No house was spared.
"The first one!"
Mo Fan didn't know when he had appeared at the place where Michael fell. He stepped on Michael's shoulder with one foot and grabbed the outermost one of the sixteen wings behind Michael with both hands!
The wing light was extremely hot, with a very strong burning effect of the Holy Light. When Mo Fan grabbed the wing root with both hands, it was immediately burned to pieces and his hands were bleeding.
But compared to the real trauma in his heart, this physical pain was nothing to Mo Fan. He stepped on Michael firmly, not giving Michael a chance to get up, and he didn't care. That holy feather is burning!
He grabbed the wings and broke them off from Michael's back. You could see extremely bright red blood spraying out like a fountain, and a hole immediately appeared in Michael's back! !
"I will cut your soul into pieces!!!" Michael roared in pain.
"boom!!!!!!!!"
Golden energy burst out from Michael's body, like golden needles that could pierce everything. There were millions of them. For a time, the Holy City on earth and the Holy City in the sky were baptized by these golden pointed rains, and even those in the distance were baptized. The plains everywhere were not spared, and all turned into hollow honeycomb plains.
Michael forced Mo Fan back, but the angel wings still could not recover. There were only fifteen wings left on his back, each one was stained with blood, including his green holy armor. So clean!
Michael glanced at the temple behind him, which was already ashes.
Taking another look at the ancient holy city, it was also turned into a series of ruins, as well as the broken wing, the proudest wing of the sixteen-winged Seraph, the holy feather that distinguishes it from mortals...
Pain and anger were both displayed on Michael's face, making his face look a bit ferocious.
He stared at Mo Fan with hatred to the extreme!
During the previous long trial process, Michael's attitude towards Mo Fan was nothing more than a business-like attitude. There was not much hatred and resentment in his eyes, only a kind of superior indifference and disgust.
But as the situation continued to change, Michael's hatred for Mo Fan reached a peak.
Just because of this person's survival, everything has rebelled. What is such a person if not the ultimate heretic?
"Only if I personally tear you apart will people not challenge the majesty of the sixteen-winged Seraph!" Even if Michael breaks one wing, his combat effectiveness will not be affected.
He rushed towards the sea of fire in the city. The countless Brahma sunflowers in the flames grew wantonly. Those Brahma sunflowers seemed to be able to absorb any violent substances and turn them into their own nourishment. When Michael came to Mo Fan, The Vine of Brahma Sunflower has overtaken all the demonic fires and grown outside the city!
Michael flew towards Mo Fan, and the Brahma sunflowers all over the city were like a tsunami of green plants, attacking Mo Fan with terror. The light above Mo Fan's head was being blocked, and Michael merged with the black Brahma sunflowers. For the sake of being one, the Fankui tsunami becomes even more exaggerated!
From the Holy City to the plains filled with holes, as well as the avalanche path that rolled down from the Alps, Michael's Brahma Sunflower had all been swallowed up. Mo Fan's Suzaku Flame and Devil's Fire could not burn these possessions. Sacred plants, on the contrary, the flames constantly nourish these powerful Brahma sunflowers...
Rolling from the Holy City to the plains, and then from the plains to the slowly rolling mountains, the training courtyard at the southernmost end of the Alpine Academy was not spared. Those Brahma Sunflowers were like an epic jungle spreading disaster, swallowing up All things absorb all the nutrients in the world and turn into a plant annihilation!
The ground was rolled over by the jungle of Brahma. As far as the eye could see, everything was covered with extremely dense vines and flowers of Brahma. Even the ice, snow and mountains disappeared!
And Michael's figure gradually emerged. He was suspended above the epic Fan Kui, looking down arrogantly, looking for Mo Fan, who was buried by Fan Kui in an unknown place.
"The second one!"
Mo Fan's voice came from very close to Michael, and he saw a claw with a black armored blade tightly grasping one of Michael's wings and twisting it off heavily. The wings were connected to the back of the shoulder. The bones suddenly made a terrifying sound! !
"Ah!!!!!!!!" Michael screamed. The pain was more intense than the first wing that was broken off before, and Michael's facial features were twisted together!
(Two chapters combined into one will be posted together~)