With the snap of fingers, the sound of the entire city of London disappeared instantly.
The overwhelming Migo seemed to have been pressed on the mute button. The sound of flapping wings and hissing suddenly stopped. Endless gray bloomed from the six wings, and a sense of solemnity and death enveloped the sky.
The pressure of the main god level suddenly came!
"What happened?" In the ruins, a knight stared blankly at the gray world and spoke in confusion, but his lips were opening and closing, and he could not make any sound.
"God...angel!"
Another knight stretched out his hand and pointed at the gray six-winged figure in the sky in the distance, his eyes full of horror, "It's actually an angel?!"
Taylor stood in front of many knights and saw the appearance of the gray angel clearly, and his body shook violently.
"How is this possible...how could he be..."
In the gray world of silence, Taylor kept whispering in disbelief.
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London, the other side,
A figure in a black robe shuttled through the ruins like a shadow, quietly approaching the direction of the church.
The gray ruins of the gods enveloped the world. An Qingyu frowned and looked up into the distance.
"Brother Drag?"
When he saw the appearance of the seraph, surprise appeared on his calm face.
He came back from hell? And that aura... He had indeed perfectly absorbed the origin of hell, and even became a seraphim-level existence.
From this point of view, Lucifer probably died in his hands.
An Qingyu's eyes swept across the gray wave of Migo, and there was a solemn expression between his eyebrows.
"This is troublesome..."
An Qingyu thought for a moment, then turned and looked to the other side,
"He actually came in my direction again. Doesn't he no longer have the [Mortal God Realm]?"
An Qingyu shook his head, stopped staying, and instantly turned into a shadow and disappeared from the place.
Tens of seconds later,
A dark red figure landed nearby, frowning and looking around.
"There is the smell of the Door of Truth in this rain... It should be nearby, but why can't I find it?
Are you avoiding me?"
Lin Qiye's fists clenched under his cloak. He was about to start searching again when his steps suddenly stopped.
His eyes passed through the gray rain curtain and landed on the church in the distance, with a glimmer of light in his eyes.
"Suddenly mobilizing such a large number of Migos here...could your target be her?"
Lin Qiye's mind was racing rapidly. After hesitating for a moment, he did not continue to circle in the rain, but turned into an afterimage and quickly flew towards the church in the rain.
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Under the wings of Ji Angel, the surging waves of Migo seemed to be aware of the danger. They screamed silently and rushed towards Shen Qingzhu crazily!
Shen Qingzhu, with six wings on his back, was suspended in the air, staring at these Migos quietly without any intention of evading them.
The Migo at the front suddenly stopped when it was about to touch Shen Qingzhu!
A crack suddenly opened from its tentacle head and surrounded the whole body in the blink of an eye. There was only a crisp sound, as if it was split in half and split in the air!
Immediately afterwards, there is the second one, the third one...
In this silent world, crisp crackling sounds resounded densely, like a series of firecrackers set off during the New Year, or like chestnuts stir-fried in a hot pot, echoing over the entire city of London in an instant.
The pink wave turned into countless corpses split into two, falling from the air and mixed in the gray heavy rain, like pink flowers washed away by the rain, buried under the ruins.
With just a snap of his fingers, most of the Migos were killed.
Seeing this incredible scene, the surviving knights were completely stunned. They never thought that the smoking young man turned out to be a Seraph... and a Silent Angel who had never appeared before!
Taylor held the knight's sword in one hand, his expression extremely ugly.
As the sky full of pink corpses fell to the earth, the figure of the seraph slowly fell in front of the knights,
Shen Qingzhu squinted his eyes and slowly walked towards Taylor. He did not restrain his god-level pressure at all, and arrogantly suppressed Taylor on his shoulders!
I don't know whether it was due to excessive blood loss or too much pressure, but Taylor's face was extremely pale. He was wearing a broken armor, but he stood upright in the divine power without saying a word.
Shen Qingzhu walked to the stiff Taylor, stopped, and glanced at him lightly,
"You have some backbone... We will settle our accounts later."
After the words fell, the six wings behind Shen Qingzhu fluttered slightly, and his figure instantly disappeared above the ruins.
When his breath completely disappeared, Taylor groaned, spit out a mouthful of blood, and staggered forward.
"Knight Commander!"
Seeing this, the other knights immediately reached out to support his body, but the latter waved him away.
Taylor looked back at the direction Shen Qingzhu was leaving. His back inside the armor was soaked with cold sweat...
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A gray rain curtain poured over the ground, and hazy water vapor evaporated, overlapping with the gray fog, reducing visibility throughout London again.
In the ruins, the shadow that kept moving back and forth suddenly noticed something and stopped.
A figure streaked across the sky like a meteor, crashing into the ruins not far away, and a god-level air wave swept away!
The strong wind blew the black robe loudly. An Qingyu held the brim of his hat with one hand, staring at the ruins in the distance with his cold and silent gray eyes, his brows slightly furrowed.
Amidst the smoke and water vapor that filled the sky, a figure with six wings on its back stood tall.
The wings fluttered slightly, directly shaking away the ruins and smoke around the two people. Shen Qingzhu looked at the familiar black-robed figure and took a deep breath...
"Deputy Captain An, long time no see."
An Qingyu looked at him silently, and after a moment, he spoke again, "Don't block my way, Brother La."
"What if I block it?" Shen Qingzhu paused, "Are you going to kill me like you killed Cao Yuan?"
An Qingyu's eyes narrowed and he said nothing.
Seeing An Qingyu's expression, Shen Qingzhu seemed to understand something and sighed, "So, you really killed Cao Yuan?"
"These are no longer important." An Qingyu said calmly, "I am no longer the deputy team of [Yemu], and our positions are also different... If you stop me again, I will not show mercy."
Hearing these words, Shen Qingzhu's eyes narrowed slightly, and the pair of gray wings stretched out, as if melting into liquid, flowing into the earth, and a silent gray field opened again.ъìＱυＧΕtＶ.℃ǒΜ
Shen Qingzhu took a cigarette in his mouth, lit it with a light flick, and took a deep breath. The divine power of the Silent Angel was mixed with the hazy smoke, and it instantly filled the entire battlefield!
"I would like to see how ruthless you are?"
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The fan song "Ten Thousands of People Before" co-created by Zhanshen fans will be released tomorrow. You can pay attention to Zhanshen's official or Sanjiu's personal scarves, station B~~ and there are also some activities to send Zhanshen peripherals for everyone to participate~