The golden wings of the King of Angels cover the entire church.
On the walls of the church, there are white bones flowing with sacred rhythms, and there are faint hymns ringing from them.
These devout believers have been dead for many years, even after so many years.
Their souls and bones are still praising and worshiping God.
The Lord who is all-knowing and all-powerful.
At the same time, it also praises the King of Angels who protects this place and protects their souls.
Vice-President of Heaven, Lord of Light, Dragon Slayer, Sword of the Lord.
King of Archangels - Michael!
At this moment, the body surface of this archangel, who is recognized as the 'closest to God', is surrounded by angry holy light.
The Light boils with rage.
So much so that the appearance of this Lord of Light emerged from the holy light.
It was a flawless man with long golden hair.
Golden wings spread out behind him, and strips of white ribbon-like sacred light emitted from his sacred body.
The eyes filled with holy light reflected the scene in the distance.
In the end, there was only a big hand covering the sky and the sun in his eyes!
The moon wheel fell into that big hand!
boom!
The angel was thrown to the ground.
It fell to pieces!
Heretic, resurrected from the body of an angel.
The anger of the King of Angels is burning.
"Blasphemy!"
He couldn't help but hold the holy sword in his hand.
Red cross sword.
This is His weapon.
This holy sword that once defeated the red dragon Satan is now covered with flames from heaven.
However……
After all, he did not dare to draw the sword.
Because the moment He had that thought.
His spirit issued a devastating warning.
Let Him know if He dares to draw the sword.
Then He will surely perish today!
Even if his master wakes up and comes from heaven, he cannot save him.
"Who is that?" In the eyes of the Lord of Light, the last scene he saw flashed back.
The man who appeared quietly.
Man wearing facial mask.
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"Sir..." Nanna turned around and looked at the man in front of him.
This man wearing a facial mask.
He worshiped gratefully: "How can I repay you for your great kindness?"
This is both gratitude and an attempt to hug my thighs.
After all, Heaven can kill Him once.
Of course I can kill Him a hundred more times!
Nanna knew very well that He would not say face to face with the 'only Lord who is omniscient and omnipotent'.
Even the seven kings of angels under Him can deal with Him at will.
Because Heaven has destroyed and digested several pantheons.
Not just one Sumerian was devoured alive.
None of Solomon's demons were spared.
Now that her thigh is right in front of her, Nanna naturally knows that she should hug her tightly!
Lingpingan looked at the servile old man in front of him who wanted to hold his thigh and act cute.
He blinked, shook his head, and said extremely proudly: "I don't need the gratitude of an ant!"
This is the truth!
No matter how strong the ants are, they are still just ants.
The so-called Army Ants of the Southern Zhou Dynasty, which have been widely rumored on the Internet, no matter how many they come, in front of humans, they are nothing more than something that can be trampled to death with one kick.
If that doesn't work, you can also set fire to it and spray it with insecticide.
There is always a way to exterminate them.
In his mind, everything in this world is the same.
Ants in the anthill.
He is too lazy to tell the difference!
Nanna choked immediately, but he still wanted to try harder.
But Lingpingan already shook his head: "Aren't you leaving yet?"
"Stay here and wait for me to send you a certificate?!"
Boundless fear suddenly arose in Nanna's heart!
Certificate of award?
Naturally, he could understand what this 'sir' meant in context.
Do you want a certificate to send you to the West?
He immediately kowtowed obediently: "Young man, let's go now..."
He who had just come back to life did not want to go back again.
And He knew that if he died in this hand, it would probably be real death!
There is no chance of resurrection!
So, after kowtowing, He slowly and respectfully walked out of the hall.
When he came outside, he saw a human standing in front of the parking lot.
Nanna looked at him, his eyes full of vigilance.
Because, from this man, he sensed fatal danger.
This is a human being capable of killing Him!
A human with the power to kill gods!
"Protector of the Ur people, salute you!" Nanna said softly.
The other party nodded and said: "Sir, there is something that requires your cooperation..."
Nanna frowned.
"The Prince of Poland is a foreign guest of our country..." the other party said softly: "Our country has never recorded the unexplained death of a foreign guest during a visit..."
"Please do me a favor..."
He said it very politely.
But Nanna knew his subtext: If you don’t help, I will kill you!
And he does have that ability!
What's more, Nanna also felt a deadly threat hanging from the clouds.
An extremely sharp long knife hung on the top of his head.
That is a god!
And he is an extremely powerful god!
Guan Sheng Emperor?
Nanna recalled some information he had learned from Ludvik's memory.
Then, He knew the identity of this man.
The only God-Slayer in the world, the black-clad governor of this country!
Then, Nanna laughed: "Of course I have to help the governor!"
Does He dare not to help?
Don't dare!
Then, his body twitched faintly.
A man fell out of His body and fell to the ground.
It was the Prince of Poland, Lieutenant General Ludwik.
The prince stood up in confusion, looked around, and asked: "What happened?"
The next second he screamed: "My psychic power...my psychic power..."
The hurricane general was swaying, his eyes filled with fear.
The strength gained from the divine blood eventually fell due to the departure of the divine blood.
He is worse than an ordinary person now.
The face is pale and the body is weak.
Nanna didn't care about him, he just tapped his feet lightly and floated towards the sky.
For Him, the most important thing now is to find a place to hide.
Otherwise, if someone finds him, the person from the Church of the Bones will definitely come out in person at the expense of his two hundred years of accumulated faith, capture him back, and turn him into the Wheel of the Moon again!
Li Shouyi looked at the Sumerian god walking under the moonlight.
His eyes twinkled.
As the strongest among humans, he is also the God Slayer.
Li Shouyi naturally knows more secrets about the invasion and coverage of myths.
Some of these secrets are even related to the nature of gods.
At this moment, he watched the Sumerian moon god flying away in the night and flying into the distance.
He lowered his head.
He remembered some of the secrets he had seen when he killed the evil god.
Then, a hint of sarcasm appeared at the corner of his mouth.
god?
hehe!
Then, he looked at Ludvik, who was already panicking.
"Your Highness..." Li Shouyi said softly: "I saved you, should you cooperate with my work?!"
Ludvik, at this moment, has lost all his initial pride and arrogance.
He understood that his mission as a stone had completely failed.
Not only did he fail, he also lost all his chips.
But in Qinlu society, people without chips are nothing!
Not even a tool!
Therefore, he immediately nodded: "Yes...yes! I will definitely cooperate with you!"
Ludvik knew that given his current situation, he would definitely die if he went back!
The royal family will not forgive him, and neither will the Church of Bones or Hell.
No matter which party he falls into, his end will be extremely miserable.
On the contrary...
His former enemy became his only life-saving straw.
Therefore, he was almost servile and said: "Captain, I will do whatever you want!"
Li Shouyi laughed heartily.
This is what the Qinlu people are like.
In the past three hundred years, the Federal Empire has understood it extremely clearly!
He smiled: "We look forward to broader and deeper cooperation with His Highness!"
He already knows that after tonight, the world situation will change again!
Just like more than two hundred years ago, a wave of spiritual energy revival suddenly swept across the world.
Suddenly, Qin Luren felt that he was capable again.
Therefore, he tore up the signed "Vienna Peace Treaty" and gathered a large number of extraordinary people to launch the New Qinling Campaign.
It wasn't until his head was bruised and bloody under the iron walls of the empire, and even the king was sent to the guillotine, that he finally sued for peace again.
Now, it's normal.
The spiritual energy tide is rising again.
Soon, the gods, who could only rely on rituals to take action, might be able to lift their shackles.
The age of mythology will truly come.
By then...
Li Shouyi understood that the international situation and even the order of the world must be reshuffled.
So, before that, grab a few more cards in your hand, there is nothing wrong!
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Lingpingan yawned.
He looked at the people who were looking at him eagerly, like cats and dogs, wagging their tails.
He shook his head.
He has no interest in communicating with these ants.
but……
In the ant nest, he saw a familiar figure.
"Qianye-chan!" Lingpingan smiled and waved.
When the Fuso girl heard this, her eyes suddenly lit up.
"Lingsang..." She ran over happily and bowed deeply: "Is it really you?"
Everyone's eyes widened in disbelief.
Only Li Gong Aiko nodded in his heart.
"The one the eldest princess hinted at... must be Him..." She sighed: "It is indeed the Kingdom... Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!"
Fortunately, Fusang is used to it.
Over the past thousand years, the Fuso Kingdom has become accustomed to the emergence of many talented people in this country, leading the world.
I have already acquiesced that I am a country that needs to be led, guided and taught.
It is a position that requires wholehearted following and learning.
Thousands of years are enough to create extremely powerful inertia.
This inertia makes Fuso people habitually follow it even in the era of spiritual recovery.
"I'm a little hungry..." Lingpingan touched his stomach and said, "Qianye-chan, make me something to eat!"
He said this very calmly.
Because it's true!
Artists create and perform, but they consume a lot of physical strength and energy.
Michiko Chiba nodded happily: "Okay..."
"What do Lingsang want to eat?"
Lingpingan looked at the girl in front of him, thought about it seriously, and then said: "Just be casual!"
He is a little tired today.
I planned to fill my stomach and go back to sleep.
Michiko Chiba then asked: "How about pork chop?"
"Okay!" Lingpingan nodded and said to her, "Let's go!"
So, ignoring everyone else, he took the Fuso girl and walked straight out of this place.
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In the office building of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.
Chu Weiwei put down the phone in her hand, her face full of weirdness.
"What's wrong?" Li Anan asked.
"Captain..." Chu Weiwei said: "There was a call from the Black Guard headquarters... The headquarters said... they asked us to prepare a press release..."
"What draft?" Li Anan asked.
"Notice regarding Prince Ludwik of Poland and Lithuania seeking asylum in our country..." Chu Weiwei said in an extremely strange way.
Li Anan raised his head, his face full of shock.
She couldn't understand at all, what was going on in this world?
How many hours has it been?
Has it been twelve hours since His Highness the Prince got off the plane?
Isn't he here to cause trouble?
Why did it turn into seeking asylum?
The world of big shots is really scary!
However, she still nodded: "It looks like we have to stay up all night tonight!"
For such a big thing, it must be all night long!
Fortunately, it is normal for extraordinary people to stay awake for months.
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Lingpingan sat in the deserted restaurant, eating the food sent by Michiko Chiba in a hurry.
