Chapter 16 Angel duel

"Bishop! Victory! Bishop! Victory!" shouted the ten thousand people gathered in front of Lockstone. I saw a glowing person floating above the gathering of ten thousand people: "I give you an opportunity to convert to me, and only in this way can you redeem your sins. Surrender, sinners." "Surrender! Surrender!" Ten thousand people shouted in unison. At this moment, Jess approached Monica and asked, "Beauty! Can you tell which kind of magic he's using to float in the sky and shine?" Monica glanced at Mifar and then shook her head. Jess was about to continue asking. "Sinners! Don't you surrender yet? Then I can only use force to make you surrender. The conquered will only become slaves. Go, my people. Those who don't trust me are all heretics. The war against heretics is holy war. Sacrificing and dedicating to holy war is your responsibility." "Kill!" Ten thousand people shouted loudly. Except for Jess, Jack, and a few others, everyone else on the side of Yerong couldn't hide their restless hearts. Yerong said, "What should we do? They're coming over!" The only relief from the charge of over ten thousand people is that they still have a long distance to run, enough distance to have time to think about many things before reacting. Moreover, our side is almost cavalry, while our opponents are infantry, resulting in a significant difference in movement speed. As long as the guy floating in the air doesn't interfere. Monica shook her head and looked at Jess, asking, "What should I do?" "Kill the gods when encountering gods, kill the demons when encountering demons. Moreover, today they are facing us with weapons, and there is no reason to forgive them. They want to obtain forgiveness, send them to heaven to seek forgiveness from the gods!" Jess crossed his hands and looked angry. Jack sighed on the side and said, "No matter how much you try to explain to people who are trapped in religion, they won't be able to listen." "There's only one way." Everyone looked at Sally who came up with an idea this time. "Let them know that guy's not a god." Monica turned her head and said, "Jess..." After a while, Jess scratched his head impatiently and said, "Alright! Alright! Who can lend me a pair of bows and arrows?" "Hurry up! They're getting closer and closer," said Zao Nu, hurriedly handing the bow and arrow beside her to Jess Jess took the bow and arrow and said, "Alright! Alright! Don't rush! Monica." Jess pulled his bow and called out to Monica. Upon hearing this, Monica whispered a few words, and a small red ball and a small blue ball appeared in each of her hands. Two balls floated onto Jezra's arched arrow. Just heard Jess shout, "Cha, Shao, Rice!" As soon as the sound of 'rice' came out, the arrow shot out. With the addition of Monica's magic arrow, it was shot by Jess, and the red and blue balls spun rapidly in the air, leaving a red and blue light curled together. Everyone listened to the sound of arrows roaring like dragons and tigers in the air, and the red and blue twinkling light marked the trajectory of the arrows, watching as the light hit Shengtian floating in mid air. Everyone stopped staring at the arrows in the air, the sound of breaking through the air as if it was about to erode everyone, and the magnificent majesty demonstrated the power of power. The range of light is getting wider and wider, and the sound of tearing apart the atmosphere is also getting louder and louder. Whether the target Shengtian didn't have time to flash or deliberately wanted to compete with it. In short, the result is that the person who was shot through the eyes emits a mournful cry in the air. The wailing sound, combined with the previous sound of breaking through the air, at least tens of thousands of people couldn't believe such an ending. Shengtian struggled in pain in the air, and the Guanghua surrounding him seemed to lose control and scattered everywhere. With an arrow inserted into his ferocious face, that expression disappointed countless people. Yerong was moved to witness such a scene and said, "Great! Jess! We succeeded. But why did you shout 'Cha Shao Rice!'?" Sally replied to Yerong, "Because of Jess's lazy personality, in order to exert his true strength, he must use his appetite to boost his momentum. It's just..."

"That guy is still alive! And why hasn't he shed blood!" Jess confirmed from the other person's painful voice that he did hit the target, but there was no blood that humans should have shed on his face. "You must be responsible! You must be responsible!" The voice from the sky became more angry. "I'm the least responsible man I like, don't you know!" Jess threw down the bow in his hand and laughed at the painful person to lift himself up. "Jess, be careful! That guy's not right," Sally warned. And Sheng Tian let out a roar in the air, "God! Please teach me the power that those who do not believe in you possess." The light around him gathered again and became even more dazzling, covering his figure. The airflow of the earth moved towards the center of the light, and the sky changed the appearance of the clear sky for thousands of miles, creating great storms and clouds. The no longer dazzling light allows others to see clearly what exists inside. A pair of huge pure white wings paired with a humanoid figure with a pure white body. That surface exudes a metallic luster, looking like a pair of armor, a powerful jumpsuit armor. The metallic face no longer carries human expressions, it is like a solemn statue, with a theme of statues of gods or angels. "My name is Cha'er, the main angel of the 8th Army of the Angel Army under the command of God. I survive on the earth to sweep away anyone who tramples on God's dignity in the universe. Those who see my great figure! Kneel down! You cannot fight against God's power." Those who saw this scene almost immediately knelt to the ground, whether they were kneeling with respect or kneeling with fear and weak legs. The only one who can stand is probably not a lunatic, but a lunatic who considers himself very confident. And Jess and others should belong to the latter. Fortunately, Ye Rong and his group rode on unicorns or flying horses, but many were so scared that they fell off their mounts. The Fire Lizard clan, except for Kuta, barely stood, while the other Lizard people fell and sat on the ground. Yerong probably has been with Jess for a long time and can still hold on. But he still looked at the figure with pure white wings with an incredulous expression. Morning girl looked at Jess and others and asked, "He... is he really an angel?" Jess narrowed his eyes into a line and touched his chin, saying, "Hmm! It should be genuine! But that look is really tasteless. Even low-level angels look like birds." "Rude person! Your only way to redeem yourself is to go to hell. Those who follow you and those related to you will all meet you in hell, so there's no need to worry about loneliness." The light next to Cha Aier gathered with his outstretched hands. Jess said at this moment, "Ah~! Is that the only way you threaten people? So, what's the fun of being an angel? It's not entirely like a human body, with dogmatic rules. Those who burn incense and worship Buddha every day also have to kneel and pray to the east or west at regular times for a long time. I have also read the Bible, and there's a saying above that says, 'Don't falsely claim the name of God'. You're not always in 'God' or 'God' all day long. Even if you're an angel, you get annoyed by your arguments, and there's no reason to help you..." Halfway through Jess's words, Cha'er shouted "A. Jet". The crossed hands cast a dazzling white beam of light. When the beam swept over the heads of ten thousand kneeling worshippers, all those who were hit by the beam were instantly evaporated. And the beam pointed directly at the target, and Yerong and his group were even illuminated, raising a thick layer of sand and dust. "... right! Mifa. Sigh~! You're also a neutral person, it's a pity for your figure and face. But you're not a real and complete beauty, it doesn't interest me at all. Just thinking about it makes me feel powerless, let alone do anything." "How could Jess continue to speak! Are the Seven Warriors really so strong? They can fight against the messengers of the gods. I'm still alive!" This was the voice of everyone in the group led by Ye Rong.

Under the dissipated sand and dust, the person standing at the forefront is... not a person! But a bunch of white feathers! Under the white feathers slowly separating left and right, Mifar stood among them. A mournful and emotional expression, slightly closed eyes, combined with three pairs of pure white wings. At the moment when the wings were fully opened, the changing sky, wind, and clouds moved again. The atmosphere is filled with a sacred aura, and all things bow down for the messenger who comes. The occasional colorful changes in the sky are telling everyone that this time there is a messenger who is much stronger than Cha'er. If Cha Ai Er gives people the feeling that upon seeing that solemn image, they will feel revered and fall to the ground. So Mifar's current posture is a majestic one that people dare not look directly at, and the heavy atmosphere is overwhelming everyone to the ground. No one dares to look up to see this upcoming war that is not human. Ye Rong knelt on the ground, barely looking up at Mifa and giving a skeptical look, saying, "Mifa, you..." "Blazing angel, why is there such a presence here! I don't believe it!" Cha Ai Er's voice echoed throughout the entire space. "If you don't believe in my existence, then what qualification do you have to demand others to believe in your existence?" Mifa finally mustered courage, his eyes slightly opened, and looked at Cha Ai Er. "Impossible! Who the hell are you? Are you a fallen angel?" Cha'er let out a mournful cry that was not as low as when he was just hit by an arrow. "I am a child born to Lord Mifar. During the rebellion of the 13th Army of the Angels, I intended to join Lord Lucifer's command, but Lord Lucifer refused to let me join that war and forced me to be sealed on this continent. I should be considered an angel abandoned by the fallen angels. A pitiful creature that could not even be called a fallen angel. And my real name, along with that unforgettable memory, has long been thrown into an infinite slumber." Mifar closed his eyes and shook his head, as if to forget that unpleasant memory once again. Jess listened and asked, "Mifar, why haven't you ever mentioned that before?" "Since you woke me up, you haven't asked me about my past, and I haven't had to recall that painful memory." Mifar looked at Jess with a strange look, as if there was endless pain and indescribable sorrow. "No! Look at my 'Qiankun Light Bomb'." Cha'er absorbed all the material around him into his outstretched left palm, and the aggregated clouds, wind, fire, light, etc. transformed into a physical light sphere. As soon as the left hand was retracted, the right hand quickly swung out, and the movement of the light ball slowly drifted for a distance before suddenly accelerating. The thing that accelerated in an instant seemed to disappear from everyone's sight. Mifa didn't even look, as if she was only thinking about her past that could be considered sad. A wing on its back slowly blocked in front of it, and the action was like a short narrative poem. Anyone who could watch this battle was attracted by this action. When the wings flapped hard, a dull roar woke up many people. Everyone can also see that the light ball thrown by Cha'er has been swung to the horizon by Mifa's wings. Mifar turned around and glanced at Monica, who had already run far away, hiding in a thin layer of black mist magic formation. The body shape can still be recognized, but sensitive people can sense that it is a quite powerful magic formation, even close to the level of absolute defense. "Sorry, Mifa. It's not that I didn't help you, but that the atmosphere around you is so destructive to me, a night tribe who still needs to hide from the sun." The kangaroo shook its head and made a helpless gesture. Mifa smiled and shook her head, saying, "It's okay, Monica. Can you expand the barrier? Make a barrier for others too! I'm afraid it will affect you." With that, Mifa's limbs began to move. Monica tried to expand the barrier as much as possible to surround the crowd. As soon as Ye Rong and others entered the barrier, it was as if a huge stone had left their bodies, making them much more relaxed. Yerong looked at Mifa as if she was starting to dance and asked Monica. "What is Mifa dancing for at this time?"

"For those of Mifar's level, magic is just a natural phenomenon triggered by hand and foot movements. By using lengthy rituals or complex mysterious hieroglyphs, opening up channels with the upper world, using enchanting words and spirits, forming spells, and using things that are relatively easy to summon such as elves, it is just our beginner's magic control method," said Monica as she watched Mifar's constantly changing dance movements "What does that mean?" Yerong continued, puzzled. Jess impatiently said, "Just a casual move and a single blow contains a lot of magic. Otherwise, why did I call her a 'dancer' before? Oh my goodness! Her 'dream dance' is becoming more and more attractive." Jess, who continued to stare at Mifar, praised him, his graceful figure dancing into a magical dance, as if he was about to suck a person in with a raise of his hand and a throw of his foot. Paired with those three pairs of pure white wings, Mifa's dance floats into the air. Perhaps only the dance of the legendary fairy descending has a chance to compete. No! It can be said that this is the dance of a fairy, and only Mifa's identity can allow others to see this dreamy battle dance. Yerong asked again, "Why doesn't Cha'er attack?" Sally said on the side, "Based on the gap between Cha'er and Mifar, what Cha'er needs to do is to stop Mifar from starting the dance, not to stop the dance from happening. Stopping the dance will only attract stronger and more unrestrained attacks. With Cha'er or us, we cannot find a gap in the uncontrolled dreamlike dance to counterattack Mifar. All we have to do is remain obedient and avoid triggering attacks from the dreamlike dance. After the dreamlike dance is officially launched, we will consider corresponding methods. And you also need to concentrate on fighting against the hypnosis of the dance movements." Suddenly Jack said, "Here we go!" Hands, feet, and wings gradually returned to their standing position, and the figure of Mifar stopping the dance tightly caught everyone's eyes. With three pairs of wings flapping at the same time, Mifa flew over Cha'er in an instant, clasping his hands and hammering towards Cha'er. In the next moment, he appeared below the spot where Cha'er had fallen, kicking countless leg shadows towards Cha'er from head to toe. A better way to describe what happened next is that the two figures intertwined into a white ball, and the continuous sound of hitting and magical explosions continued to spread. But Jess and others turned their heads away, unwilling to watch this extremely eye wrenching battle. The separated double shadows, the result is not surprising at all, as Cha Ai'er collapsed on one side. His armor like appearance was also mottled, with a look of almost scattering. "No! No! I still have the last weapon to defeat you. Come on, Satan!" Chael flew towards the cave above the excavation in the underground ruins of Lockstone.