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Chapter 1164: Tears of the Archangel What a pity

Chapter 1157 Tears of the Archangel What a pity

For incomplete spirits like evil spirits, it is instinct to shout. Just like the resentful spirit, this is not a sound, but a shock to the soul. Shouting before fighting can intimidate weak souls.

But the opposite side is the king of the Immortal Empire. You dare to shout at him, it's too rude, and the king rudely responded with a soul shock.

Although the distance is farther, the king's soul impact is more concentrated, which in turn causes more serious damage to Heisuo and others.

However, it is difficult for soul impact to directly kill the enemy, especially those living races with bodies. Their consciousness is bound in the body. Although it is restricted, it also provides protection. In addition, the distance is relatively long, and they will be stunned at most.

Just a while.

On the contrary, the evil spirit will suffer greater damage. As a spirit body, the soul impact directly acts on the soul, making it frantic and restless.

But that's it. Again, it's hard to kill the enemy directly with Soul Shock. It's good enough to make you dizzy and stiff. Sometimes it has the opposite effect and irritates the opponent.

When the evil spirit became manic, Ange also bowed and shouted: Ouch——

Ange's voice was not a shock to his soul, but a judgment from the God of Equality and Libra...

Well, originally judgment was none of his business. It was the duty of the God of Justice and Arbitration, but who allowed the Lord God of Light to coexist with him? He can use all the divine power in the entire light system, including judgment.

Holy Judgment has a bonus on undead creatures, and Ange, the Lord of Light, cast it himself. The evil spirit burned completely, with blazing holy flames rising from its body, and radiating hot white light.

The evil spirit that originally just wanted to howl could not stop now and started howling miserably, burning until it turned into ashes.

Those ashes are produced by the holy flames burning and mourning evil spirits. In the light system, they should be called holy ashes. In the windless void, these holy ashes float continuously in the direction of Ange as if blown by the wind.

The king looked at Ange in surprise: "Is the power of light so powerful? Shout out a mourning spirit to death?"

Ange shook his head, stretched out his hand and waved at the holy embers.

The king looked at Negris subconsciously. Apparently he didn't understand what Ange meant, so he could only ask for help from the translator.

Negris translated: "I didn't shout death with one voice, but several times."

The king looked at Nigris suspiciously: "Is this what he meant when he shook his head?"

"I added the 'several throats'. He used Judgment. The throat was just a mark. He locked the mark on the evil spirit, and then let the little ghost cast his power over it. The one who was burned to death was the little ghost.

Yes, this consumption is too great, he wants sacred ashes." Nigris explained.

A large number of holy embers gathered in front of Ange. Ange pointed it with his finger, and the ashes that had been completely burned suddenly started to burn again, and a blazing holy fire suddenly appeared.

As the holy fire was ignited, the surrounding ashes accelerated into the flames, causing the flames to shoot upwards, forming a pillar of fire.

Then the sacred fire pillar split into two and flapped like wings.

With a flick of the brush, a humanoid figure jumped out from the holy fire, flapped its wings, and the wings composed of fire pillars split into two pairs, becoming two pairs, and flapped its wings again, becoming three pairs.

The holy fire humanoid figure with three pairs of wings completely emerged from the flames, and the surrounding holy embers accelerated towards its body, making the flames and holy light on its body become brighter and brighter.

Anthony couldn't help but approached Nigris and asked in a low voice: "Lord Nigris, what kind of ceremony is this? Why haven't I seen it in the holy book?"

As the Pope of Light, it makes no sense that I have never seen or even heard of this obviously sacred ceremony.

Nigris spread his hands: "Then you can think of giving it a name. I haven't heard of it either. It should be the miracle of a dead skeleton being remade."

"Oh, new, you are worthy of being an adult. Every move and every move is a new miracle. Use the holy embers produced by burning the evil spirits to rekindle and summon the six-winged Supreme Holy Spirit. I will go back and gather everyone to study what name to give and then record it.

To the Holy Scriptures.”

"How about calling the holy ashes to burn, immortal, reborn, the supreme light, the holy six-winged archangel to descend?" Anthony seamlessly transformed into the role of the pope.

As he was talking, the archangel with his eyes closed and a sacred face slowly opened his eyes, revealing his golden pupils. He looked left and right, his eyes fell on Ange, and he immediately pouted and made a dissatisfied sound:

"Ouch!"

Ange scratched his head: "Ouch..."

"Pfft... little angel..." This familiar cry immediately let them know who was coming. It turned out that the archangel who came was a little angel.

"Didn't I say that the little angel couldn't be summoned before? Why can it be summoned now?" Nigris was surprised.

They didn't think about the little angel because they said before that the distance was too far. Ange had tried it without success, but they didn't expect that it would suddenly be possible now.

"Is it because the master's body is so close?" Anthony said.

"It's very possible." Nigris agreed with this guess.

Only the king asked in confusion: "What body is so close?"

It was said before that the little ghost came over in the Celestial Fortress, and that the little ghost and Kram were used as anchors to open up the Devouring Abyss, but no one told him that Ange also pulled the main body over, and Anthony's words made him

It's a bit baffling.

Nigris explained to him, and the king was shocked: "Did Ange drag the entire Chaos Side over?"

Negris thought for a while, nodded and said: "It can be understood that way, yes, Ange is now equal to the entire Chaos Side."

"Then I can use the Chaos Mist casually when I get there?" the king said eagerly.

But he was suffocated. After being teleported here, first of all, Ange had to come to save him. Without enough Chaos Mist, he couldn't use his strength. He finally saved a little, but it was used up when beating the Bone Dragon.

Gone.

I just felt like nothing was going well, it was so uncomfortable.

On the other side, the little angel was also 'pacified'.

The little angel was angry because Ange didn't call her for so long. Ange told her the distance, then asked the little ghost to tell her the distance, and then asked the little sapling to tell her the distance. She was still angry, and finally

He was knocked on the head by Ange and comforted.

He stretched out his hand and pointed at the mourning spirits that appeared one after another in the distance, and Ange said: "Ouch!"

The little angel covered his head and pouted, tears welling up in his eyes. He turned his head fiercely and looked at the evil spirits, with the holy light on his body flourishing.

Duroken squeezed it with both hands, but had to let go, and said regretfully: "Tears of the Archangel, what a pity, what a pity."


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