Nia opened her eyes and realized that this was not the temple either.
This was in the clouds, and hundreds of angels wearing armor and holding magic weapons were flying around in front of her eyes.
To be precise...we are preparing for war.
"Agulhas!"
Someone called the Seraph's name, and Nia turned to look at that person or angel.
This angel also has six wings and a golden wheel hanging from his head. Although the girl does not know which god this angel is, she feels that he is radiant and powerful just at a glance.
The angel continued: "They are coming."
"who are they?
And why are you talking to me?
Nia was about to ask about the situation, but found that she had already spoken, and the voice she made was not her own.
"I have already prepared myself and will not give them a chance to break through this line of defense."
This is the voice of the Seraph who calls himself "Agulhas".
Only then did Nia realize that she was now in the perspective of Agulhas. Although she didn't know the reason yet, she thought that she should be in one of the Seraph's memories.
"They are not such simple enemies. I got the news that Angel Quan's divinity is broken.
Agulhas was not surprised by the news brought by this angel. He just let out a long sigh and said sadly: "He has also failed."
Agulhas' perspective shifted downwards, allowing Nia to see the source of their worries.
Dark clouds.
This pitch-black cloud slowly squirmed as if it were alive, and gradually turned into a black vortex.
"They are coming." As the black vortex gradually took shape, the angel's eyes gradually became serious.
Agulhas held two swords in his hands, and he shouted to the angels on the clouds: "My Lord is behind us, we cannot be defeated!"
"Drink!!"
The angels let out thunderous war cries, and they flapped their wings and followed the two seraphs as they rushed toward the black vortex filled with arcs of electricity.
The closer you get to this whirlpool, the more insignificant you feel.
The huge black vortex swallows everything in the heaven like the legendary black hole.
Even these powerful heavenly warriors were as small as gravel in front of this black whirlpool. And the black shadows in the huge whirlpool, numbering in the tens of thousands, began to enter this sacred territory one after another.
The angel sighed beside Agulhas: "Even if you and I fall here, we can't let them continue to move forward."
Seraph Agulhas, holding two swords in his hands, rushed to the front of the team and shouted:
"For my lord! We have no way to retreat!"
This is a catastrophe.
A catastrophe that even the gods are terrified of.
…
"Ugh!"
The severe pain all over her body made Nia open her eyes again. After seeing the priests around her, she realized that she had finally returned to the temple this time.
The golden flame that enveloped the girl returned to her body as the girl woke up completely.
But Nia did not fall to the ground because of this. She was suspended in mid-air and looked down at the people around her.
At this moment, she felt that her body was extremely light. She clenched her right fist and waved it casually, and a "whooshing" sound was heard. She raised her left hand and thought, and a golden flame that could incinerate all things appeared in the palm of her left hand.
There seemed to be some controllable limbs on her back. Nia turned her head and saw that she had a pair of wings on her back. It was these wings that allowed her to levitate in the air.
But the pair of extra limbs made the girl a little panicked. Just as she had the thought "This is too weird," the pair of wings suddenly disappeared, and she fell embarrassingly from mid-air.
"You still need to get used to your abilities."
Steele waved his hand gently, and an invisible force lifted the girl and let her land smoothly on the platform.
"Ah? What can I do?!"
At this time, Nia realized that she was actually naked at this time, and the clothes on her body had already disappeared in the flames.
Steele took off his papal robe and put it on the girl. Then he turned back to the people on the stage and shouted:
"Today! Our savior, the Son of Light, is born!"
Everyone who had been stunned just now stood up one after another. They looked at the girl with ardent eyes and gave her the warmest applause even if their hands were red and swollen.
The clergy sang hymns, and the baptismal ceremony came to an end.
"Heh, that's interesting."
Wingedall stood up and left the venue, and the guards could only watch him leave.
Nia already has a real "divine vein" in her body. In addition to achieving the desired effect perfectly, she also received the true inheritance of the six-winged Seraph Agulhas.
This is no longer transformation, but "evolution".
From then on, her life was bound to be extraordinary.
Even if she really becomes a god in the future, what would be surprising?
"After all this is over, I will introduce you to a teacher."
Steele personally took Nia down from the altar and explained to the girl what would happen next.
"Can't you be my teacher?"
If possible, Nia would certainly choose this ascetic as her mentor. She knew that Steele had many things worth learning from her.
"I am not a qualified educator, and your path is far from my field of expertise. I cannot be your teacher."
As the Pope, Steele will naturally have no time to teach others in the future, and Steele is a magician after all, while Nia's path is obviously to develop into a warrior.
The person who is truly suitable to teach this girl should be a warrior who is strong and good at teaching.
"But you don't have to worry. The people I will introduce to you will not be difficult to get along with based on your personality."
Steele smiled and gently patted the somewhat disappointed girl on the head.
"Really?"
"Um."
Steele nodded and gave an affirmative answer, and Nia felt a little relieved.
"Then who is he?"
"I think you should have heard of his name. He is one of the living legends in the world. He has now retired to seclusion and does not care about worldly affairs."
"I can't guess."
Nia frowned. She searched in her mind based on the conditions given by Steele, but unfortunately, her knowledge was still too shallow.
Steele shook his head and said nothing. Since the girl couldn't guess it, he gave the answer:
"He is the contemporary swordsman and former head of the Knights Templar, Chalmers."
Swordmaster Chalmers, the undefeated god of war of the Knights Templar of the Illuminati.
Back then, he was known as the strongest paladin and was one of the "Seven Heroes" who invaded the Demon Palace during the "Black Tide".
It is said that he was the one who gave the Dark Lord a fatal blow, ending the "Black Tide" that caused panic and riots around the world. After that, the Sword Master Chalmers gradually faded from people's sight, except for the tavern bard singing
Apart from singing his praises thousands of times, people no longer know any news about him.
Due to the disappearance of this hero, there are rumors that the Juggernaut himself suffered incurable wounds when he killed the Dark Lord. In order to avoid the grief of the world, he chose to leave alone. In fact, the Juggernaut was already somewhere in the world.
Sit down in a corner.
Of course Steele, who once drank with Chalmers with fists clasped together, knew that this was just nonsense.
Sword Master Chalmers, that old drunkard who knows nothing but swinging a sword and blacksmithing.