Chapter 1167: The Soldiers Who Are Subdued Without Fighting
The archangels finally understood why a little person deserved the attention of the God of Light and issued an oracle.
This is indeed a small person, but there are elements in this small person that can transform heaven.
Get him and analyze the secrets in him, the angels will evolve essentially, and the foundation of heaven will become stronger.
Based on the current size of Paradise, 1%, no, even 0..01% evolution is a huge improvement, let alone an essential evolution.
It is very likely that a new species will be born, a new level, or even a new race will appear above the current two-winged angels, four-winged angels, six-winged angels, and archangels.
No archangel is stupid enough to stifle the new force. The only thing they can do is to actively perform and strive to integrate into the new hierarchical sequence.
The body of the Seraphim is indeed noble and powerful, but it does not mean it cannot be discarded.
For example, the creature in the world below.
Everything is for a higher level of evolution and a more perfect essence of life.
"Healing Angel, protect his life and don't let him die unexpectedly."
A seraph nodded heavily.
If the God of Death is a being feared by all things, then she is a being feared by countless Gods of Death.
No life can wither in front of her.
"Hidden Angel, you will cast spells yourself to bless your descendants with magic; Sky Angel, send your descendants to the lower world to hunt."
Upon hearing this, the archangels immediately selected the most outstanding and outstanding heir from behind them.
The other heirs have no chance to hunt.
The chosen heirs were all excited. Regardless of success or failure, at least they were qualified to participate in the hunt.
And this hunt is an oracle issued by the God of Light. Even if you fail to get the prey in the end, you can still show your face in front of the God of Light.
What if the God of Light thinks he is handsome?
Whoosh!
Nearly a hundred figures appeared in the world of the sheep-headed god at the same time.
Their bodies froze for a moment, and it was obvious that the will of the world was checking.
The magic of the Hidden Angel took effect, and the will of the world could not detect any abnormalities. The invisible pressure was like a tide, coming fiercely and going away quickly.
Like an insect in amber, it stagnated for a moment and regained its vitality. It stiffly stretched its body, and then became more and more agile and vigorous.
Without greetings or discussions, nearly a hundred divine descendants swooped down at the same time, each showing off their magical powers as they swooped down.
Their goal is clear - to compete.
Capture that creature alive and sacrifice it to the God of Light.
In order to achieve this goal, no matter the cost or any means.
The moment they were selected, they knew what they were doing and what they were about to face.
The wind of death is always with me.
But if it succeeds, it will be a blessing from the God of Light.
boom!
The descendant of the Speedy Angel rushed the fastest, like a ray of dawn cutting through the sky, instantly piercing through the three angels.
They are the low-level angels who besieged Perfect No. 1 before.
"How...how can this be..."
Reinforcements arrived, but they killed themselves first.
The other descendants of the Archangel are also similar. They don't even take low-level angels into consideration when flying or performing magical spells.
The only feeling is that it's in the way.
If you run rampant, you will die if you touch it, if you touch it you will die.
At the same time, the leader of the World War II team was already trembling and retreating.
His movements are very light.
Be careful.
However, he was surrounded by archangels.
There may be people who can pull off small tricks under their noses, but this definitely does not include the lowest angels.
Click!
Killing Angel pinched his neck with one hand.
"I kindly let you watch the battle, but you don't cherish it. Oh, what a pity."
The leader grabbed the Angel Killer's wrist with both hands, kicked his legs as hard as he could, shook his head, and his eyes kept swaying from side to side.
He wanted to beg, but he couldn't utter a word, not even a vague um, um, um or woo.
He didn't know the style and methods of killing angels, but how could someone who could be called "killing" be a kind person?
No necks were broken as expected, and no heads were crushed.
What greeted him was the killer angel's big mouth with a stubby beard. It was as bright as the flaming red lips, but not as sexy as the flaming red lips.
The lips touched his mouth, and immediately, indescribable things surged and emerged from his body, and flowed towards his mouth with strange power.
The last thought in the leader angel's mind was - I'm going to enter his body.
The nightmare is far from over.
After entering the body of Killing Angel, he was greeted by thousands of inhumane ways to die.
He has been copied into ten thousand individuals, and there is only one enemy in front of "him".
kill!
die!
kill!
die……
Soon, he died ten thousand times.
At first, he fought more and more bravely, feeling that he had no chance, but as the number of deaths increased, he gradually became numb.
Clang.
His fighting spirit and weapons fell together.
"Boring!"
Killing Angel spat in disgust, and then threw the body like a rag bag in his hand.
From his first kiss, it was just a few seconds, but to the person he kissed, it was a lifetime.
A shadow that will never escape, a nightmare that will never escape.
To defeat the enemy without fighting, Angel Killer did it.
At the same time, the gods below began a fierce competition.
It's like a ball game with a hundred people participating.
It's a pity that Perfect No. 1 is not a ball, he can run, jump, and hit people.
The descendant of Speed Angel reached out and grabbed it, and the holy light bloomed in his palm, like a prison that enveloped Perfect One.
The winning ticket is guaranteed!
As for how to get rid of competitors, the descendants of Speed Angel have no worries.
etc!
The target was indeed caught in the palm of his hand, but it was not captured as he expected.
The opponent is like a huge boulder, a mountain-like boulder.
Even if it is really a mountain, the god of Speed Angel is still confident to pull it up. After all, he was born as a god and has extraordinary talents. Coupled with the long years of training, not to mention blowing up a world or a city with one punch.
It's still ok.
However, the prey in his palm did not move at all. Even if he continued to increase his strength, there was still no sign of shaking.
Wait, that's...
The descendant of Speed Angel narrowed his eyes.
He saw an invisible, colorless aura surrounding the prey, which was only possible because he was so close.
The halo of light rotates slowly in a peculiar trajectory, not disturbed by external objects, let alone invaded by external forces.
Your own strength is absorbed and blocked by this halo, and the amount of resistance you exert will be reflected back by it.
hateful!
I don't believe it...
Unfortunately, with a loud bang, the Speed Angel Goddess exploded out of thin air.
He forgot that this is not a tug-of-war, this is not a battlefield between two people, and there are more than ninety competitors behind him.
outside the world.
Su Angel's face darkened, his eyes full of anger.
Not only was he angry that his descendant had been embarrassed, he was even more angry that the other gods were cruel and ruthless, and he was even more angry that the angels stood idly by.
As if aware of Su Angel's anger, Yu Angel spread his hands.
"I am protecting my prey with all my heart...not to mention, my descendants are also hunting."