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Chapter 1166: You all go together

In the center of heaven!

The holy light falls from above, reflecting hundreds of millions of petals, children, harps, roses and other patterns as it falls.

Some people say that this is a holy soul.

Some people also say that this is the thought of the God of Light.

Someone else said...

No one knows what it is, not even the seraphs bathed in the holy light.

Seraphim, War Angels, Cherubim, and other titled angels.

They themselves are ancient beings, with countless descendants of gods under their command, and they have grown into a prosperous family over the years.

It can be said that heaven is jointly controlled by a few of them, and everything is running according to their will.

As for the God of Light.

The seraphs haven't seen him for too long.

But the Seraphim have never doubted the existence of the God of Light, because heaven is still running freely, like a precision machine, without any deviation for countless years.

The collection of faith and the distribution of resources were all extremely precise, without even the slightest error.

The most important thing is that the seraphim sacrificed their faith and united with the Virgin to give birth to a blood descendant.

It's a different Madonna every time, and a pure Madonna.

Absolutely original, not the utensils shared by countless angels below.

From this point, it is enough to prove that the God of Light still exists and still controls the operation of the essential level of heaven.

As for the will of these archangels, it is not worth mentioning at all, it is insignificant.

Buzz!

The holy light rippled.

Immediately, an oracle descended from the sky.

The archangels who were bathing in the holy light and realizing the power of light all opened their eyes and looked feverishly into the sky.

The God of Light has issued an oracle.

Is there anything else in the world that requires an oracle from the God of Light?

Immediately, they all showed expressions of disbelief.

Aboriginal world, ordinary creatures.

An indigenous creature who is not even a god, actually got an oracle from the God of Light.

There were countless gods killed by the angels before, but none of them caught the attention of the God of Light.

However, the archangels still stood up respectfully and obeyed the oracle's instructions.

No one dares to disrespect the God of Light.

No god dares to resist the will of the God of Light.

The closer you are to the God of Light, the more powerful you can feel.

Soon, the bell rang.

The birds of light, all white in color, without even a trace of color in their feathers, fluttered up and flew freely over the sky, following the notes of the bells, as if they wanted to follow them to the God of Light.

The angels also showed solemn expressions, immediately stopped all work, and gathered in unison towards the square in front of the teleportation array.

At the same time, the teleportation array stopped operating, prohibiting the entry of outside creatures.

Groups of specially dressed angels emerged from unknown places, immediately occupying various important nodes and taking over all defenses.

The foreign gods who were stranded in heaven were all driven to both sides of the road. However, even so, they still curiously gathered around the roadside, patrolling and unwilling to disperse.

"It's Angel Yao and his people!"

"It's the angel Quan, and his heirs."

Angels with titles appeared one after another. These old monsters and old antiques who usually hadn't shown their faces for hundreds of years actually went out together, and they were fully armed.

What is this for?

Fight with whom?

Who else in the world can make heaven mobilize troops and mobilize people like this?

Keep up, keep up...

Unfortunately, the teleportation array was sealed, and all the foreign gods were trapped in heaven.

At the same time, heaven opened a special protective formation, and no message could be sent out.

Swish, swish, swish!

The light of the teleportation array kept flashing, and the archangels disappeared one after another, along with their blood heirs.

Titles are very important in heaven. An untitled seraph and a titled seraph are completely different in terms of strength, background and fighting methods.

A title is not only a title, but also the condensation and display of strength.

Unfortunately, there are very few titles in heaven, and they cannot be obtained casually.

All titles are awarded by the God of Light.

As for the candidates and reasons for the award...

Nobody knows.

Even the archangels can't guess it, let alone speculate on it.

They only know that they need to wholeheartedly implement the decision of the God of Light and carry out the will of the God of Light.

Such as this oracle.

Capture that native creature alive.

This is an oracle issued by the God of Light. Whoever completes the task is equivalent to showing his face in front of the God of Light.

Completing a task must give you a reward, and the content of the reward must include a ban.

After all, there is nothing more precious and glorious than this.

This is also the reason why the archangels went out in unison and brought their proud children and grandchildren with them.

The God of Light has not issued an oracle for nearly a hundred years, nor has he issued a new title for nearly a hundred years.

If it remains unknown for ten years, it will become a blockbuster. If it remains unblocked for a hundred years, it will definitely be shocking once it is blocked.

With such a good opportunity to make great achievements, who is still sitting in the holy light?

"Is this the world below?"

The angel who was being questioned shivered all over and knelt down softly on the ground - he thought he was being held accountable by the archangels for his incompetence in presiding over the battle.

"Thank you, Archangel, it is indeed this world."

There is no need to ask the angels on the ground. The archangels have already seen the scene on the other side through the teleportation array.

fighting!

Chase!

slaughter!

There are tens of thousands of angels, but only one is being hunted.

However, the man who slaughtered the angels with ease had no consciousness of the fish on the chopping board.

It feels more like he is hunting down thousands of people by himself.

"He's very fast..." Speedy Angel said, "But he didn't use speed skills, and he didn't even use force."

As an expert in speed, Speed ​​Angel has the most say.

However, she couldn't figure out what was going on with the opponent's speed.

Maybe it's because you can't see clearly through the teleportation array.

She couldn't wait to catch the target and learn more about it.

Next to him, the force angel also said solemnly: "His strength is very strong, and it is purely physical strength. He does not use any divine power. By the way, he is not a god."

No one who can become a titled Archangel is mediocre. They naturally see the abnormality in their target.

Strength, speed, defense, vitality...

So powerful and so perfect.

Most importantly, it is not god-level.

This is crucial.

There are so many god-level angels, but after there are so many god-level strong men, they must be given the treatment they deserve, right?

Cultivation resources, life enjoyment, and titles.

There are only so many banned accounts, and each one is issued less.

Angels at the bottom have no hope of ever being promoted, let alone being granted a title.

What's more, when a god-level powerhouse enters other worlds, even if he has the magic to seal his aura, it won't work.

Unless it can interfere with or even weaken the will of the world.

This is why the angels are cautious when lurking and infiltrating.

Once targeted by the will of the world, death is inevitable.

Therefore, the first thing the archangels thought of was to recruit them.

It is not at the God level, but it has the ability to beat the God level. This is simply a war weapon specially built for heaven.


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