Volume 8: Ending Chapter 836: Angel of Wisdom (Part 1)
Both Hescott and Iros are no strangers to space storms, so this space gate is nothing to them.
However, the pope, whose body seemed extremely fragile, actually took the first step, stepped into the space door with one step, and disappeared into the space storm in the blink of an eye!
Iros was slightly shocked, but when he saw Hescott stepping into the space door with a normal expression, he no longer hesitated and followed suit and entered the space door.
Following the signs shining with holy light in the space storm, Iros came out from the other end of the space door in the blink of an eye.
This is a strange hall. The ground and walls are translucent. Looking through them, you can see extremely profound darkness.
There is no sky and no earth.
Iros raised his head and looked down, and all he saw was a vast expanse of unknown depth.
In the center of the main hall, there is a small round altar. There is a holy fire on the altar. The holy fire beats erratically and is not very bright.
But in this endless darkness, the main hall is like an isolated island, and this flame is the only lighthouse on the sea of darkness.
Iros looked around, and he finally felt in awe in front of this indescribably huge space.
The Pope walked slowly to the altar, slowly closed his eyes, and began to wait for a long time.
On this isolated island in the dark sea, time seemed to have stood still, but the Pope had endless patience and just stood still and waited.
Although it looked like he was shaking constantly and might fall down at any time.
However, no one knew how much time had passed. The Pope was swaying around, but he did not fall. Instead, Iros kept looking at him shaking. He felt dizzy and had to look away.
Finally, there was a faint thunderbolt between heaven and earth, and then an unimaginably huge electric light penetrated the entire sea of darkness!
This electric light reaches up to the endless sky, it is unknown where it comes from, it reaches down to the vast abyss, and it is unknown where it ends.
After the electric light passed, an invisible pressure quietly enveloped the sea of darkness.
Heathcote's expression changed. The huge gap in rank caused him to completely lose control of his body. He fell to his knees with a plop and a slap on the ground. He spread his wings behind him and greeted the coming arrival with the most humble attitude.
The superior one.
Iros's face was pale and his hands were trembling slightly. He fell to his knees with Hescott almost at the same time, but Iros looked much more embarrassed than the Holy Son.
The pope snorted dully, straightened his cassock, and slowly knelt down, making every move meticulously.
The holy flames on the altar are getting higher and brighter, and in the blazing holy flames, many tall and majestic figures can be faintly seen.
Then the loud hymns resounded through the sea of darkness, and the light of Paradise Mountain spread across every corner of the space!
Amidst the hymns and glory, two rows of battle angels with both strength and beauty came out. They held various strange weapons in their hands, and the armor on their bodies burned with a faint holy flame.
After all the battle angels stepped out of the holy flame, they drifted back to both sides with absolutely synchronized movements, and then bent their knees half-kneeling to welcome the coming noble existence.
After absolute silence, the chants sounded again, but this time the chants seemed very soft.
A shining figure came to the beat of the hymn. Her long golden hair floated slowly, like a rising flame, and the two pairs of wings proudly fluttering behind her and a pair of golden light wings showed that she could overlook all living beings.
of nobility!
The Pope knelt on the ground and said slowly: "Welcome, glorious Cherubim, Lady Elizabeth."
Elizabeth walked in front of the Pope and said in a soft, sweet and irresistible voice:
"Although this plane is insignificant, the brilliance of the Lord God is always difficult to spread. In the name of the great God of Wisdom, I, Elizabeth, will make this trip to spread the light to every corner of the plane."
"As you wish, wise Lady Elizabeth," the Pope replied slowly.
Elizabeth nodded, she curled her fingers lightly, and a few points of light fell from her fingertips on the Pope's body as a sign of approval.
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded: "Wise Cherubim, beautiful Lord Elizabeth, Lord Michael knew that you were coming, so he left a gift for you and asked me to deliver it to you.
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The sound was so abrupt that it even disrupted the rhythm of the hymn.
In an instant, hundreds of battle angels turned their heads and stared at Iros who suddenly spoke.
And he was so rude that he stood upright in front of Elizabeth!
Elizabeth's golden eyebrows frowned slightly, and she was surprised by the name she heard:
"Michael? Are you talking about the most powerful angel in front of the great God of Light, the Archangel Michael? Has he ever been to this plane? How is this possible?"
Iros smiled and said: "Of course I am talking about Michael, there is nothing impossible about it."
It's just that Iros's smile seemed a little forced, and the faint light emitted from Elizabeth's pair of golden light wings was like needles, piercing his body time and time again, causing pain to his bones.
Elizabeth's eyebrows frowned more and more tightly, and she walked towards Iros.
Every time she took a step forward, Iros would feel the pressure on his body double, as if forcing him to bend his knees.
Iros laughed so hard that he gritted his teeth and his knees kept crackling, but he refused to fall down.
Elizabeth said as she walked: "If Michael, the angel of power, really came to this plane, then with his power, he could level the entire plane with a raise of his hand.
This plane is insignificant. Even the weak gods born from this plane have no chance of resisting the power in his eyes that can tear the plane apart!
Now that he has been here, why do you need me to come? Why don’t I know that he has been to this plane before?”
"When you see the gift that Master Michael left for you, you will naturally know everything. These big events are not something that humble beings like us can participate in," Iros said.
Elizabeth walked up to Ilos and said calmly: "So, where are the things he left behind?"
"right here."
Iros opened his mouth, and the gem shining with a faint blue light floated out of his mouth and stopped in front of Elizabeth.
The moment she saw this blue gem, Elizabeth's golden eyebrows suddenly raised and she lost her voice:
"Eye of Destruction! You heretic!"
Before she could finish her drink, Elizabeth's eyes lit up, and two light golden threads stabbed at Iros with extraordinary speed and incoherence!
At the same time, the feather wings and light wings spread out behind her, and a network of pale golden light was instantly generated, covering the sapphire that was frozen in the air, but it was getting brighter and brighter!
Iros laughed loudly, and in the midst of the laughter, an invisible force field suddenly expanded. Wherever this force field passed, all the light dimmed a bit, even the golden threads shooting out of Elizabeth's eyes were no exception.
Iros laughed and said: "Believers of the God of Light are not heretics! Compared with me, maybe you are a heretic..."
Before Iros finished speaking, he groaned.
It turned out that even though the golden thread in Elizabeth's eyes had been weakened a lot, its power was still beyond what Iros could resist. The golden thread could easily penetrate his body like cream.
Iros advanced instead of retreating. He opened his mouth and suddenly spurted a large mouthful of blood towards Elizabeth!
Anger flashed in Elizabeth's eyes, and in an instant, thousands of golden threads poured out, like a golden wave, rushing towards Iros with great ferocity!
If this blow were successful, there would be tens of thousands of tiny holes in Iros's body!
At this moment, the sea of darkness suddenly became silent, and then the void darkness turned into a deep night, and the night was dotted with endless beautiful stars.
The gentleness of the starlight is like the affectionate eyes of a girl, and the coldness of the starlight is like the eternal iceberg.
However, no matter what the starlight that suddenly filled the world symbolized in everyone's eyes, they all saw one thing in common:
That is, there is endless power in these stars, the power of destruction!