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Chapter 111 The glory of my lord will shine on the whole continent!

The original speed was very fast, and Wang Hang couldn't keep up with him from behind.

After a long time, the two came to the outskirts of a tribe.

Yuan Yuan waved his right hand to cover up his and Wang Hang's auras, and then stared at a group of natives in the tribe.

"Teacher, what are you doing?" Wang Hang whispered to the teacher.

The people of this tribe are dancing a strange dance at the moment, and their every move is very strange.

A man who looked like a chief muttered some incantation silently, and then called out to something that looked like an altar.

The next moment, the originally ordinary dance began to arouse the aura of heaven and earth.

Almost everyone took out a knife covered with runes. When he raised the knife and dropped it, blood rushed to the altar.

"They are summoning creatures from another world!" No matter how stupid Wang Hang is, he still knows what these natives are doing at this moment.

With a thought in his mind, Wang Hang wanted to take action to deal with them.

"No need, it has been here a long time ago, this is just a ceremony." Yuan Yuan said in a calm tone and held Wang Hang down.

"Let's go and see what world this is."

"Outsiders, please retreat immediately. Do not disrespect God." The chief on the altar shouted loudly, and the ceremony was stopped.

Several people around him seemed ready to take action at any moment.

god?

As soon as this was said, Yuan Yu found it very funny.

"God, please ask God to come out." He was indifferent and primitive, with a smile on his face, but he just didn't know what kind of thing this God was.

"Stand back, my people, you are no match for him." The ethereal voice echoed in the empty ground, and the gender of the owner of the voice could not be clearly heard.

However, this burst of sound had a strong power of bewitching, and the devout believers were waiting for him instantly.

"Let me see what your god looks like."

Just when the original voice finished, a burst of light suddenly shrouded the land, as warm as the sun, making people sink into it.

Feeling the strange situation at this moment, Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly, but he didn't say anything.

Then, the light gradually dissipated, and a figure walked out from the center of the light.

He has a human-like face with six wings behind him, and his whole body is radiating light, kindness, love, harmony, and beauty, as if any beautiful words can apply to him.

"Is this an angel?" Wang Hang was stunned by the sight in front of him. The next moment he seemed to want to fall into the arms of an angel and feel the beauty of the world.

"What angel? That's a birdman." Yuan Yuan looked at Wang Hang's demented appearance, slapped him on the head, and said.

Wang Hang suddenly came back to his senses, shook his head vigorously, and then gradually regained consciousness.

"Your power to confuse people is quite interesting." He stared at the angel floating in the sky and said with original appreciation.

"Then why doesn't this little friend fall into the arms of our Lord and listen to His teachings?" The angel spread its six wings, and the entire sacred aura became more intense and more beguiling.

"I am willing to serve my Lord!" A tribal man knelt on the ground and responded to God's words piously.

"I am willing to sacrifice everything for my Lord!"

"My Lord is the only true God!"

There is no hope for these people. The power of deception has penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and they have long since lost themselves.

"Who is your master?" When Yuan asked this question, he stared into the angel's eyes.

"My Lord is the only true God in all worlds, the God of Light. One day light will shine on all worlds!" the angel with blurred eyes replied piously.

After a moment, Angel looked at Yuan Yu with a shocked face. This man had actually controlled him just now.

"You have a good talent. If you fall into the arms of my Lord, you will definitely become an eight-winged angel." This angel is very good at using coercion and inducement.

"Join me in spreading light to this ignorant land."

The title "God of Light" doesn't have a good reputation in fantasy novels. It's the ultimate boss that the protagonist wants to kill every time. Why do you still want me to surrender?

I didn't know at first that this angel was deceiving many brainless people, and that he himself had become a fool.

"Since you don't submit to my Lord, you have become a heretic, and I will judge you on my Lord's behalf!" Seeing the original disrespectful look in his eyes, the angel immediately became angry and furious.

Looking at the appearance of this angel, the so-called Lord is probably also a master at deceiving people.

To be honest, Yuan Yu didn't want to listen to this birdman forcing him to do anything, it would be great if he could take action.

"Wings of Light! Purify the heretics!" The Big Birdman uses mysterious energy in the sky.

The wings presented a huge shadow, seeming to wrap up the original.

"One sword leaves no trace!" Yuan Ye also imitated Birdman and yelled the name of the move. It is said that this can enhance his momentum.

Although he shouted "One Sword without Traces", originally he used a sword...

It doesn’t matter so much, as long as the crow sounds nice and powerful, even if it’s a crow flying, it’s fine.

The sword intention surged in the shadow of the wings, tearing apart the energy everywhere.

"break!"

As soon as he said this, the entire huge wings turned into golden fragments and dissipated directly.

"Heretic! You must die today!" The light on the furious birdman became even stronger, and the power of faith enveloped his body.

"Sword of Judgment, come out!"

There was a fluctuation in space, a door suddenly appeared, and a sword hilt full of sacred aura slowly appeared.

I saw the six-winged bird man holding it in his right hand and pulling it out.

The runes on the giant sword seem to be able to purify any filth in the world, and even give people the feeling that dying under the sword is the sublimation of the soul.

Is this a costume change?

Or evolution?

The dumbfounded Primordial watched the birdman change his armor.

This made Yuan Yu couldn't help complaining about why the birdman didn't shout: Balala energy, transformation...

The workmanship of the sword is quite good, but a sword is not judged by its weapon.

At that moment, the intention of destruction spread in the original body, carrying a trace of causal power.

In the void, the original spiritual energy turned into a sword, and the looming long sword did not have any shocking feeling.

"Did you charge up?" His original gaze flashed with brilliance, and he swung out a sword in a flash. He would not let the birdman finish charging up.

A seemingly ordinary sword actually contains four powers: light, destruction, cause and effect, and sword intent.

"The light of my Lord will surely judge all evil in the world!"

When Birdman saw that Yuan Yuan had already taken action, he also swung his sword, and suddenly a huge amount of light and purification burst out, shooting towards Yuan Yuan.

"Suffer death!"

"I hate talkative villains the most in my life, don't you know?" The original voice was impatient, and the coldness was already written on his face.

"Knife slashing style!"

"Second Sword Cutting Style!"

"Three styles of sword slashing!"

The three sword-cutting styles, which have not been used for a long time, are different from those in the past.

The aura of destruction filled the sky, and the birdman holding the sword of judgment fell to the ground at this moment.


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