Under the special visual dynamics of the Eye of True Seeing, I found the weaknesses of the Angels of Light and finally killed them. Then, the entire Sistine Cathedral was exposed to my divine thoughts. It seemed that at this time, due to the light,
Only when all the angels die can I see the entire church clearly with my spiritual mind.
Deep in the Sistine Chapel, in a basement, there is a sleeping woman. Her face is very elegant and her posture is soft, just like a sleeping beauty. But at the moment of the death of the Angel of Light, she opened her eyes,
A cold breath shot out from her eyes, so cold, so unparalleled.
She was an earthling, not an angel, but the moment she woke up, two flesh and blood cracks opened from her back, and then a pair of white wings slowly grew from her back.
"Holy light, shine on me."
With this cry, a layer of golden light fell from the sky, instantly covering her, as if she was bathed in a sea of light. Then her wings began to split, split into four, and four into eight, and those white wings
Everything on her body shimmered like a layer of ice. The polar ice surrounded her, but she controlled the ice on the surface of her body, preventing the cold breath from affecting the void of this land.
The next moment, her figure disappeared into the basement and appeared above the ruins of the Sistine Chapel, looking at me coldly.
"Liu Ruoxi, is that you?" I looked at the eight-winged angel in front of me and frowned. She was indeed Liu Ruoxi, but she had become an angel now. This made me very strange. Could humans also become angels? This is different from
The devil seems to be different.
"Humble human being, I am the Ice Angel Athena, not a human being." The eight-winged angel looked at me coldly and said, "You are indeed very powerful, but the glory of the Lord cannot be blasphemed."
"Submit to the Lord, or surrender to me. Those who blaspheme must either surrender to our Lord or accept the Lord's punishment." The eight-winged angels have more words than the seraphim, and they have greater rights.
"It seems that Liu Ruoxi has been taken over by you." My eyes turned cold, "Where are my parents!"
My spiritual thoughts did not detect my parents. Only Liu Ruoxi who had turned into an eight-winged angel was left in front of me, and some clergymen hiding in the dark.
"Your parents have left this planet, and you can no longer see them." The eight-winged angel said lightly: "They have returned to the kingdom of the Lord and have become the most loyal believers of the Lord."
"Damn you!" My mood instantly sank to the bottom. According to her, there were only two possibilities for my parents. One was that they were dead, and the other was that they were brainwashed by the angel tribe and became their believers.
You must know that religion is the most terrifying thing. For example, the Falun Gong movement a few decades ago can actually trick people into running to Tiananmen Square to self-immolate. That is quite terrifying.
Xuan Gong silently operated, and the endless energy of life and death exploded, instantly covering the entire Sistine Chapel area.
"ah!"
Waves of screams came from the darkness of the Sistine Chapel. The survivors hiding in the ruins were each affected by the energy of life and death. The powerful energy of life burst their bodies. The endless energy of death made them
Their bodies were stooped, and in the blink of an eye, these clergymen died completely, each one looking horrific.
But the eight-winged angel, the angel with Liu Ruoxi's body, didn't mind at all. Those dead believers did not have any impact on her. Even if she could save them, she did not take action and treated mortals like gods.
, treat them like ants.
"These are the mortals who believe in angels! How pitiful." I sneered. Even the clergymen who were killed by the breath of life and death still shouted for the Lord in the interim!
"You are the most faithful believers, and your souls will return to the embrace of the Lord." In the atmosphere of life and death, the cold voice of the eight-winged angel sounded.
Following her words, those dead priests flew out from their heads one by one, pure white golden souls, with a brilliant golden halo above their heads. Their figures were only the size of babies, but they all showed happy and contented smiles.
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If a mortal saw such a scene, he would definitely think that it was a scene of the soul being led to heaven. These are just a way for the angels to deceive mortals.
Even an immortal can understand when he sees these things. The souls with the halo above their heads are just condensing their remaining thoughts into shape. If an ancient man with divine thoughts dies, the angel race can even destroy the ancient man.
The existing divine thoughts are condensed and formed, and that is the divine thoughts.
The mind of gods is the most evil existence in the world. Even the angel clan does not dare to mess around. Therefore, after the death of ancient people, they will not be enslaved by the angel clan.
"We walk in heaven, Father God. The original people respected your name as God. Those who blaspheme the gods will eventually be destroyed..."
Waves of pious and sacred chants came from all directions in the Sistine Chapel. There was faint music in these chants, but they were sung by the souls with haloes on their heads. Suddenly, the Sistine Chapel was filled with holy light.
, countless misty holy lights were emitted from the inside, and the holy power accumulated over the years was stimulated at this moment. A ray of holy light surged out from the body of the eight-winged angel, intertwined with each other, and formed a misty light firefly that seemed illusory and illusory.
"Ancient man, in the ocean of light, your domain has no effect." The eight-winged angel smiled softly. Those intertwined circles of light quickly dispersed the realm of life and death, and I was enveloped in the ocean of light.
, I also gradually felt the difficulty. These oceans of light possessed some kind of regular power and suppressed my demonic energy.
"God said that all darkness will eventually be destroyed."
The eight-winged angel sang coldly to the sky, and instantly opened a huge two-dimensional crack at a height of thousands of feet. Then from the two-dimensional crack, a huge beam of holy light was cast, and the entire world was enveloped.
Among them, the sky was filled with rain of flowers and the sound of harp came from it. Countless two-inch little angels emerged from the holy beam, with pure smiles on their faces, dancing or dancing in and out of the holy light.
These beautiful scenery are not illusions, but a kind of regular power. In my true eyes, those holy lights are like tiny particles, they are waves of impacting particles of holy power.
And in the bath of this holy light, I felt that my own strength was getting weaker and weaker, and all the evil energy released was suppressed back into my body. Gradually, my waist could not be straightened, and it slowly bent down.
The eight-winged angel raised her head proudly and finally laughed. She said: "Humble humans, surrender! Under the illumination of the holy light, there has never been darkness."