Chapter 86

At this time, the figure that quickly left the place was not to escape, but to keep away from the armies of both sides, so as to avoid having no time to take it into account in the fierce battle.

In this case, if he can solve him without hurting the opponent's life, there may be room for manoeuvre.

Although the best choice is not to hurt the life of the other party——

"Gabriel, it's you who should get out of the way—!" Almors' face had a grim smile, and the muscles on his face twitched slightly, "Since you only obey the orders of the Lord you serve. Executioner, then follow that guy and disappear from this world!"

Painfully lost their home.

This kind of thing, this kind of anger and hatred, cannot be easily erased.

In the wreckage of hell, the power aura that belongs to Gabriel alone cannot be faked.

It is true that he is a fallen angel who has gone against the will of God.

However, in the blood and tears of countless compatriots, in the desire for a better future, has not everyone reached a consensus? Haven't you decided to wipe out the hatred and move forward again?

I thought that even fallen angels could smile in the sun just like the angels.

But when everyone was full of hope, the guy in front of him shattered the beautiful dream with his own hands.

However, what Gabriel could feel about Almors' inexplicable resentment was daze and innocence.

"Almors—" Gabriel's soft aqua blue eyes were gradually covered with dazzling golden light, "I understand."

"There is no point in communicating at this point. All I can do is try my best to cut off your head, or try to avoid cutting your head as much as possible."

In the face of an enemy of the same size who wants to kill you, thinking about keeping your hand is not knowing whether to live or die. The only thing that could respond at this time was the same determination to cut off the opponent's head.

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Gabriel, who declared so, was full of fierce murderous aura, and instantly there were thousands of slashes as a counterattack towards the fallen angel.

At the same time, her twelve holy wings spread out, and a dense magic circle instantly appeared on the wings.

What appeared in the magic circle was a silver torrent as bright as the moon, majestic like a wave.

Comparing the killing intent with the killing intent, the subordinates on both sides in the distance just stood stunned, completely unaware of what happened.

It seemed that the struggle was about to end just now, but now the situation has taken a sharp turn for the worse.

Before these lower-level fallen angels and angels could react, the respective figures of the two leaders were already flickering into the distance.

"Ah--"

Feeling the killing intent revealed from the struggle between the two sides, Su Mu slightly raised the corner of his mouth.

......

Then, under his indifferent gaze, as if being manipulated by something, anxiety and anger spread among the warriors on both sides like an acute epidemic.

"Damn black crow! In order to stop the dispute, Lord Gabriel has personally come to condescend to persuade these guys, but they still don't appreciate it at all!"

"The white-haired bird who blindly obeys the so-called will of the Lord, just wanted to temporarily let you go for the sake of Lord Gabriel, and he didn't take the time to flee, yet he dares to make a big deal here!"

In the dispute, it seems that I don't know which angel couldn't bear it first. When he raised his hand, the glorious holy flame fell into the group of fallen angels.

The atmosphere was suddenly quiet.

Who started first? This doubt covered both sides in an instant, but it was thrown out of the mind in an instant.

Because it's not so easy to stay calm when your companion's moans are ringing in your ears.

As a result, dazzling thunder light erupted from the group of fallen angels, and the meandering Thunder Snake rushed towards the camp of the angels with anger.

Driven by the "companion" who reacted first, the rest of the fallen angels also quickly launched a counterattack.

Thunderstorms, hail, and storms are like the roar of the sky, and in an instant this place has turned into the realm of Shura.

"It's a lot easier than I thought."

Inciting chaos and secretly provoking a fight, Su Mu, who did this kind of thing, looked indifferent and looked at the map with eight directions marked in his hand.

"A Shura battlefield is created near eight locations... Then, this is the first one." Zombie.

Chapter 147 The situation of sudden change

"It's now--!"

At this time, Gabriel and Almors have long been immersed in the battle with each other and have no time to care.

In this kind of life-threatening battle with an opponent of comparable strength, unless you encounter other factors that are enough to interfere with the battle, to easily divert your attention is tantamount to seeking your own death.

With the sharp shout, the holy twelve wings behind Gabriel suddenly began to stretch.

The sky, which was in the daytime, was replaced by night in an instant.

Between the stars guarding, the silver moon shines brightly, like a thin veil.

Almors, one of the twenty leaders of the first fallen angels in ancient times.

Apart from him and Azazel, among the twenty fallen angel leaders who still survived to this day, it was definitely a few.

Gabriel, the archangel of the heavens, once served under the Lord, was the executioner who could make any adversary fear the wind.

Although for hundreds of years she has always appeared in an image of kindness and gentleness, even to the point of being weak, but no one can forget her appearance in bloody battles.

The two of them, looking at the whole world, can be called the existence of strong people that are hard to find.

The only ones who can steadily overwhelm them are the transcendents who break the common sense.

In this level of battle, what needs to be fought is the details of each encounter, but also the general situation.

The wind was scorching hot.

Moon stars are rare.

Under the natural attack of power, the Shura realm, which was reduced to a battlefield, constantly changed the scene.

Finally, at a certain moment, with the explosion of the power of Gabriel, the only four archangels in the heaven, the surrounding scene suddenly freezes.

The silver moon hangs high, and the blue water flows around like a snake.

This means that she has completely mastered this realm.

"It's over, Almors."

Gabriel raised his hand and made a cross on his plump chest. He looked pious, and he couldn't see the violent aura when he used his life just now. "Glory to the Lord, Father, Holy Spirit—!"

Is this the spirit of words during battle?

No, it is not.

This is just prayer.

As if asking for-

Lord, shelter me!

Because I drive your brilliance, because I am committed to filling the earth with your brilliance!

The full moon is extra bright.

I don't know when, the sacred palm formed by the condensed brilliance quietly appeared.

Fiery, holy.

The huge palm seems to be moving slowly, but in fact it is rapidly approaching Almors at an unresponsive speed.

Belonging to the fallen angel of the hot wind, the scorching wind of Almors stopped.

It's just that, instead of being oppressed and had to take it back, it took the initiative to wrap it up.

"Gabriel, your death is necessary."

Almors, the leader of the fallen angels, who has survived since ancient times, said with emotion.

"Michael, you, Raphael, and Uriel, the condensing and inspiring effects that the four archangels can play on the heavens are absolutely unimaginable."

The green and red scaly armor slowly appeared on the body.

"Although it's a model that can only be used once, it's enough."

The fallen angel whose pupils have turned into dragon-like vertical pupils said so in a dull tone.

"Don't try to run away—"

Or rather, can't escape.

Of the two, no one can escape.

Whether it was Gabriel who used a unique move to gain a field advantage.

It was still used as the bottom of the pressure box. It could only be used once and had huge side effects, but its power was not inferior to the artificial artifact of the real God Extinguishing Tool.

"Your death, the collapse of the supreme leader and the spiritual pillar, will bring huge turmoil to the heavens. Only hell suffers pain and its strength declines, it is really unfair, and it is too dangerous for us. Now, always beware of being cleaned up by you as dangerous garbage."

A sense of crisis lingered throughout his body like a needle, and Gabriel remained silent, continuing his lore move.

So, risk your life and decide the winner here.

"The heavens are the glory of the Lord—"

"The sky is the great work of God's hand!"

With a sincere and decisive eulogy, the hand of God fell.

A satisfied smile appeared on Almors' face.

There is absolutely no escape——the other party conveyed such a desire.

Of course, there is no escape.

"Burning Lanlong's—"

"Crash!"

With the hand of God waving down, the sturdy body of the Fallen Angel was like a piece of paper, and was easily smashed into pieces.

It's just that half of the stump still had a satisfied smile on his face.

Is the other party really destroying his homeland, the enemy of hell?

It does not matter.

The important thing is-

Gabriel, if you continue to live today, then it will be difficult for us to continue to live with a smile.

So please die.

The killing intent caused by this reason is deeper than any hatred.

In his last consciousness, he saw the bluish-purple hot wind raging, tearing apart the moonlit night.

Please, please die, Gabriel.

"Cough cough."

With a dull cough, the embarrassed blonde woman stood up with difficulty.

The white and beautiful tuxedo-type battle uniform was now naked, but because of the blood and dust all over her body, I'm afraid it wouldn't make people have any evil thoughts.

In front of her, there was a quaint slate sticking tightly.

If it wasn't for the protection of this slate, she would have already died completely under the hot wind.

Looking at the ancient and simple paintings on the slate, one can guess that this seems to be some kind of sacred relic left over from long history.

In other words, it is some kind of background left by the god of the Bible to the heavenly world as his agent.

"Fortunately, I brought this thing out, otherwise I didn't know how to survive just now."

Gabriel reluctantly stood up straight, with a wry smile on his gray face.

It's just that this smile touched the wound again, and she couldn't help coughing violently.

Under the successive involvement reactions, she couldn't help but knelt on the ground and spat out large blood clots.

"Almors—"

"I will remember your death. It was you who made me realize that the so-called peace was never decided by a few people as leaders."

The death of the fallen angel's high-level combat power, I don't know if it will touch the sensitive nerves of the hell side.

Gabriel smiled wryly.

To tell the truth, until now, her mind is still shrouded in the shadow of death.