"Speaking of the history of the Black Angel, I'm afraid not many of today's descendants know it clearly, but I am the only one who knows it very well!"
The black sun slants down in the far west, and pure dark divine light shines on the fiery red earth, while blue and green magic flames rise.
The demonic flames burned the dust particles in the void, turning into hot water that moistened the earth. On the earth, among the dark ghost trees and huge black and gray mountains, endless creatures roared in pleasure.
A huge ancient fortress, with banshee wandering in every dark corner, and from time to time emitting a scream that sounded like a cat's meow, which made people nervous.
On top of the tall fortress, in a dirty corner, there is a blind old black angel, with messy feathers growing chaotically on the dark wings. He seems a little lonely, but sitting on a huge
On top of the rocks, he was playing with the unknown food in his hands somewhat contentedly, revealing his mouth full of yellow teeth and his face full of satisfaction.
The old man seemed to be telling an ancient story to a young man with great interest. There was a smile on his face. It seemed that his memories were full of sweetness.
In front of the old man's invisible eyes, two young men and women of impressive temperament were sitting respectfully.
A young man in black shorts and long clothes, with a white face that seemed overworked, dark eyes looking at the old man with respect, tenderness, and scarlet lips, bitten nervously.
Behind the young man, a beautiful woman stood in reverence. Her long black hair seemed to be flowing with dark divine light on her shoulders. Her long curled eyelashes and dark blue eye circles made her look very charming.
There is not a trace of fat on her fair cheeks, as if cut with a knife. The whole body is only lightly wrapped with a few pieces of black cloth, revealing a large area of fair skin. The majestic curves make countless people's eyes linger. It's just the figure behind her.
8 wings, one in awe.
The 8-winged angel is equivalent to the second-level angel of the Kingdom of Light. In the Kingdom of Black Angel, it is called the Dark Knight, which is only 1 level lower than the ten-winged Dark Knight.
"In the past, Lord Lucifer was in the Kingdom of God, and he was also the top archangel. Today there are 7 archangels, Uriel, Raphael, Raguel, Michael, Sariel, and Gabriel.
, the seven Remillers, although they are also from the 12th Wing, they are also their younger brothers!"
The man in black nodded gently, and the faint sound of wind reached the old man's ears. The old man was overjoyed and continued: "I believe you have also heard the story of the great Black Angel King Lucifer. Hehe, it is the funniest one.
Yes, he turned into a fool and seduced the baby, haha."
The old man's mouth was full of black food, and while he was laughing, he had a somewhat lewd expression, which infected a man and a woman, who started laughing together with the old man.
"Later, the God King of Light found an unfounded lie, saying that he was arrogant, and kicked him out of the Kingdom of Light. So, he took five ten-winged archangels and defected to the God of Darkness, and was named the Grand Duke of Darkness.
Built Paradise Lost.”
"It's just..."
Having said this, the old man looked into the distance with some melancholy, and said slowly: "It's just that now, I'm afraid he is in a far away place and can't come back!"
"Well, how do you know that the great King of Lost Paradise will not come back?" The young man was stunned and said with some surprise.
The old man shook his head, and the messy feathers on his body fell off.
Amidst the fluttering feathers, ten wings were looming. The young man had a trace of pain on his face. He looked at the old man and said softly: "Old man, you are the archangel brought down by the King of Gods, right? Why have you fallen to such a state now?"
"Destroyed?" The old man waved his hand and smiled slightly: "I feel comfortable. I have spent my whole life fighting and killing, and on top of this city, basking in the sun, I don't have to worry about life and death, food and clothing, how comfortable it is."
The young man in black and the beautiful woman looked at each other with helpless expressions.
"Although Talman often deprives me of food, this kind of life is my choice."
"Did you choose it yourself?" The young man in black shook his body, a little unbelievable.
"Hehe!" The old man smiled, looked at the young man with a pair of blind eyes, and said slowly.
"There is another great black angel named Lu Dongzan. He has a delicate mind, many evil ideas, and is ruthless, so..."
When the old man said this, he paused for a moment, took out a broken wine flask from under the big stone, and took a nice and comfortable sip.
The young man and the somewhat beautiful woman were all startled. They didn't expect that this old man, who seemed to have nothing to eat, actually had a bottle of good wine.
"Ah," the old man exclaimed with satisfaction, his voice a little sighing.
"Actually, these eyes of mine were blinded by me at the request of Lord Lucifer hundreds of years ago. So, these eyes are either blind or not..."
"Are you blind, or not? Old man, did you express it wrongly? This makes us unbelievable." The beautiful woman spoke curiously.
"Hey," the old man put away the flask and said unexpectedly: "The voice that speaks must be that of a good-looking girl."
The beautiful woman suddenly turned slightly red and looked shyly at the young man in front of her.
The young man was silent for a moment, then slightly opened his scarlet lips and said, "Perhaps, I can cure your eyes."
Hey..., the old man chuckled again, waved his hand and said: "So what if it is cured? Lord Lucifer has not come back, and the Black Angel Kingdom is still controlled by Lu Dongzan. Not only that, he also has 6 people under his command
The 8-winged black angel is not that easy."
Phew, the young man suddenly stood up, looked at the wandering banshees in the castle, and whispered: "I don't believe it, they are all made of iron!"
After the young man said this, he turned around and walked down the city without looking back. The beautiful woman glanced at the old man and whispered: "Young Dark God King, I need you!"
After noticing that the two people left and the special body fragrance in the void dissipated, the old man sighed, looked to the east with his blind eyes, and murmured: "Lu Dongzan is attacking War God Kingdom now, which is a good opportunity.
but…."
"Dear you, why haven't you come back? Is the world over there so terrifying? Even you..."
Under the city, the beautiful woman looked indifferently at the banshee twisting her body, remembering the banshee after the Lost Paradise on Mount Xumi. She looked relieved, but asked with some confusion: "Dear
God King Asansin, why don’t you reveal your identity to the Archangel?”
"Oh, Emily, there are some things that don't need to be said so clearly. Besides, we are already teleporting the army of Mount Sumeru. In fact, they are not strong!"
"Then why don't we say hello to Huang 3, Shen Zun Xin and the others?" Emily's deep blue eyes looked at Assan Xin and warned.
"I will," Assansin waved his hand, stood in front of the pink caves, stood firm, looked at Emily with interest and asked: "You want to follow me too? This place is...
··.”
"What's the big deal? It's just the slut's nest. I have some of them, and even better, the men's little toothpicks are invisible." Emily's beautiful face turned red, but she was a little stubborn.
Asansin's eyes flashed, and he smiled and said: "Emily, I find that you seem to be very interesting now, but... you are not allowed to go in."
Phew, Assanxin's pitch-black body swayed, instantly disappeared from Emily's eyes, and walked into the pink and black doorway.
In a pink world, in the pool water, there is a mist of fragrant steaming water.
The wanton smile fills the misty pink world, making people think wildly.
In the white and somewhat sweet mist, there are tall red sharp horns, red bat wings, graceful pink skin dancing, and a youthful rhythm is dancing happily.
Guarded by three magic crystals, Assuncle walked up to a lean old man in black clothes.
The old man was lying comfortably in a sea of pink skin. He raised his head with difficulty and looked at the tall Assange, full of doubts.
Assuncing smiled slightly and said: "I have a good aphrodisiac!"
Haha..., the laughter of a group of banshees filled the house filled with steaming mist, as if the waves were surging, swallowing up Asan Xin and the old man in an instant.
"Haha, I didn't expect a stranger like you to know my hobby of stuffing things. But, who are you? Why do you know me so well?"
The lean old man stuffed his things, suddenly the playful and lewd expression on his face disappeared, and the power of natural rules emerged from his body.
"I am Cecil Charlotte's comrade-in-arms, and of course it is because of the great Dark King."
Asansin looked at Saidong, Cecil's father, with a golden light in his eyes. Suddenly, behind the black clothes, twelve wings appeared in front of Saidong, seeming to spread overwhelmingly.
The wings spread out in anger, instantly fanning away the endless sweet water mist, and blowing away the slightest bit of ice coldness.