It was only at this time that the bull-eyed angel who was bent on protecting the side of Xicheng found out that the war angel had killed the heroes of Xicheng in the fierce battle, and he immediately instructed the sheep-eyed angel with winged words: "What a disaster, sheep-eyed angel! We promised Menes that he would set off for his return voyage after the destruction of the fortified eastern city, so if we allow the vicious war angel to be slaughtered and let him be so violent and brutal, will our promise not become a useless breeze? Come, let us open our hearts and embrace the madness of battle!"

The bull-eyed angel said these words, and the sheep-eyed angel obeyed it, although he had no opinions of his own, as long as everyone was there to fight around, he could have fun in chaos, and he didn't care who won and who lost, who took advantage and who suffered, and even who died and who lived.

When the two angels had finished speaking, the bulls-eyed angel went to a whole set of horses with golden bridles, and pulled the wagons on round wheels, each supported by eight spokes, cast in bronze, one on each side, mounted on an iron shaft, the rim of which was made of incorruptible gold, and the outer rim was inlaid with bronze, and a solid round of hoops, and the silver wheels were rounded on both sides of the chariot, and the body was clinging to patches of gold and silver, and the wheels were arched by two poles, and the wheels were shining with pure silver, and at the end of which were tied a splendid gold yoke, and a splendid gold chest strap was fastened.

After the chariot was done, the bull-eyed angel took the swift horse and put it into the yoke, with a fierce desire, eager to enter the battle, and rushed into the battlefield with a sound of murder.

At the same time, the sheep-eyed angel took off his comfortable tunic at the threshold of Catherine's palace, a piece of weaving that he had made with his own hands, and put on the cover of the dark clouds and buckled up his own armor, which was ready for the fierce battle.

She put his special shield on her shoulder, and shook it with a tassel of terror, and on its edge, like a flower crown, stood a riot, and in it was a battle of strife, strength, and frozen blood, and in the middle of it appeared the terrible head of a monster, and the sight of the sheep-eyed angel was chilling and put on a golden helmet, with two hard horns and four knots, and the bravery of a hundred towns was cast on the helmet.

The sheep-eyed angel stepped into the fiery chariot and grabbed a spear, thick, large, and heavy, to sweep away the battle on the ground, and those were the military formations that the powerful sky used his sheep's eyes to look at angrily.

The bulls-eyed angel quickly spurred his horse, and it seemed as if a gate opened and rumbled from the top of Catherine's mountain, and from there it reached the vast sky, which could break or close the dense clouds.

Passing through the gate, the two angels galloped all the way in a chariot, only to find Satan leaving the angels and sitting alone on the top of the ridge of Catherine, as if waiting for them there to see them off.

The bulls-eyed angel reined in his galloping horse and asked Satan: "Boss, look at that war angel who dominates the world, killing so many sturdy Xicheng warriors, for no reason, regardless of physique, makes me very sad;

When he heard this, Satan the Boss replied, "Let it go, and leave it to the raider's Fortune Sheep's Eyed Angel to do it, and he can punish the war angel more than anyone else." ”

After Satan finished speaking, the bull-eyed angel complied, raised the spur horse, flew forward, without the slightest reluctance, walked between the earth and the starry sky, the two angels walked all the way to see, they sat on a high lookout point, looked at the burgundy ocean, and looked at the mist on the horizon, such a long distance, the screaming horse can be reached with a pounce.

In the blink of an eye, they came to the plain at the foot of Mount Sinai, and to the rushing Red Sea, where they gathered, and the bulls-eyed angel took the reins on the spot, and let the horse out of the yoke, and threw a mist around it, and the angel of agriculture sent out a field of fairy grass for them to feast on, and to roam freely in the vicinity.

Then, the bull-eyed angel and the sheep-eyed angel took brisk steps, like two dangling doves, and tried to help the warriors of the West City who were suffering. They settled on the battlefield, and in the place where the greatest number of people gathered, the fiercest warriors gathered and fought beside the mighty horse tamer Modus, like a lion devouring alive, or a wild boar of infinite strength, and the bull-eyed angel stood there, shouting with a loud voice, and transformed into the image of the herald of the whole army, who had a bronze voice, and when he roared, the voice was like the shout of fifty men: "Shame, you people of the Western City! You are useless waste, clothed in beautiful armor!" In the past, the people of Dongcheng had never dared to cross their walls, and because of the superior fighting power of Nodin, the most powerful warrior, Nodin, used his heavy spear to kill them to the core. And now, they are forced to fight by the ships of the deep sea, far from their castles!"

The words of the bull's-eyed angel gave everyone courage and added strength.

The sheep-eyed angel went straight to Modus, and found the king standing by his chariot and horse, cold but suffering from the arrow wound he had just received, the same arrow wound he had received during the battle with Nuo Yin not long ago, when he pretended not to be shot, and killed Nuo Yin's war companion C-dog, in fact, he still suffered an arrow wound, although it would not be fatal, but it was not light, but he was extremely tenacious, and he remained silent and continued to kill the enemy.

Now it seemed that his broad strap, under the weight of the round shield, was clung to his shoulders, and the sweat stimulated the flesh under his shoulders, and his arms were tired and weak, and he lifted the shield and wiped away the stains of black blood.

The sheep-eyed angel held the yoke of the horse in his hand and said to him, "Madus, you are as short as your father, but your father Yamo is a true fighter, albeit of a short stature. His bravery was even manifested in the fact that at that time, I did not let him fight, did not let him show off in front of men, and he went alone, without the companionship of his people, as a messenger, to the camp of the enemy, in the midst of a large group of enemy generals, at that time, I wanted him to join the feast in the hall, and eat calmly, but he was strong in his own right, and his courage never dried up, and he offered to compete with the boys in the enemy, so that he easily defeated all his opponents, and of course I gave him great strength, and it was not that I cheated, but that I always did, and I supported whatever I likedNow I am standing by your side, protecting you, urging you with great concern to fight against those in the eastern city, and what about you, whose repeated killings have weakened your limbs and legs, or some kind of angry fear, which has disturbed your mind, and if this is the case, you are not the son of Yamo, nor his wise and brave son. ”

Hearing the deliberate provocative words of the sheep's eyes, Diomedes the mighty replied: "I know you, the angel of the sheep's eyes, so I will tell you everything with confidence, and I will not hide it." I am idle here, not out of fear of suffocating my anger, nor to escape the battle, but because I obey your orders, not long ago, you ordered me not to fight face to face with those angels, except for the dog-eyed angel, if I meet him, I can raise the sharp bronze spear and poke a hole in him, and I did exactly that, and sure enough, I poked a hole in him, but now that war angel is one of the angels you asked not to fight, so I now take the initiative to withdraw from the battle and order the other Xicheng people to gather around me- I know that the gruff angel of war is leading them into battle. ”

Hearing these words of Medes, the sheep-eyed angel replied, "Son of Jamo, Medus, who pleases my heart, do not fear the angel of war, nor any other angel, for I will do my best to help you." Come on, catch up your fast horse chasing the wind, first hit that rough war angel, and then fight when you are close, don't be afraid of that brave war angel, that madman, born villain, two-faced, just now he swore to the bull's-eyed angel and me, saying that he would stand on the side of you Xicheng people and fight against the soldiers of Dongcheng, you see, he has thrown his promise out of the clouds and stood on the side of Dongcheng people!"

The sheep-eyed angel threw Melos from the back of the chariot to the ground, and Melos hurriedly jumped out of the chariot, and the sheep-eyed angel was furious, and stepped into the chariot and stood beside the outstanding Merdes, and the oak bearings of the chariot creaked and rattled with a terrible sheep-eyed angel and a sturdy warrior.

The sheep-eyed angel grabbed the whip and the reins, and hurried his horse to the swift wind, and rushed away at the rough angel of war.

At this point in time, the war angel was bending down to strip the tall white armor, the son of Yabai, the best in the clan. The bloodstained War Angel was busy peeling off his armor, and the Sheep-Eyed Angel, in order not to be seen by the rough War Angel, put on a helmet of hellish colors, that is, a hat that must be pure black, and when put on, he could hide his form from certain people.

When the war angel, the murderous maniac, saw the outstanding Medus, he left the white coat like a giant, and let him lie in the same place, it was just now that he had brought him down with the spear of the war angel, and took his life, and went straight to Modus, the heroic man who had tamed the fiery horse, and it turned out that he had been looking for Modus, in order to kill him and obtain greater glory.

They rushed face to face, and the approaching angel of war was the first to throw his spear, and the bronze spear flew over the yoke and the reins of the horse, and went on a ferocious and furious attempt to kill Medus. But the sheep-eyed angel reached out and grabbed the spear and pulled it away from the carriage, so that nothing could be found.

Then, Murdes, roaring on the battlefield, threw a bronze spear with his arm, and the sheep-eyed angel intensified its recklessness, plunging it deep into Ares' belly and where the belt was tied.

He selected the part, pushed the spear into the deep layer of flesh, and wrenched it out. The angels of war in bronze armor shouted in pain, like the roar of ten thousand soldiers, as if they were in battle, and the two armies met, carrying the fury of the god of war, and shouted at the throat.

All the people, both the people of the East City and the people of the West City, were trembling with fear, afraid of the roar of the war-hungry war angels.

The cry of the war angel was like a black mist that rose with the wind, from the anvil of the storm formed by the warm steaming.

In Modus's eyes, the bronze battle angel is this momentum at this time: riding the clouds and rising to the vast sky.

The angels of war quickly arrived at the top of Catherine's mountain, the abode of those fallen angels, sat down beside Satan, their hearts were dejected, and in front of Satan's face, showing the wounds dripping with spiritual fluid, full of self-pity, with winged words, said to Satan: "Witness these cruel deeds, boss Satan, are you not angry? All the other angels, every angel on Mount Catherine, are respectful to you, and we are willing to bow down to you, but to this sheep-eyed angel you have not to be hindered by words and deeds, but let him go his own way, and you have connived at a haughty angel who provokes trouble, that is, the sheep-eyed angel! Behold, he has instigated the son of Jamoth, the unknowingly thick of the heavens, to rush at me, the angel of war, who had stabbed the dog-eyed angel in the wrist, and had just now pounced on me like an extraordinary superman! Thanks to my quick legs, I was able to get out, otherwise I would have had to endure the pain and lie for a long time in the stiff pile of the dead, or, by the blow of the bronze spear, succumb to the rest of my life, like mortal death. ”

Hearing these words of the Angel of War, Satan, the black-faced boss, looked at him viciously, and said, "Don't sit beside me and whimper, you shameless duplicity! Of all the angels who live in Catherine, you are the one I hate the most; quarrels, wars, and fights are always things that are in your heart, and there is that intolerable and irreconcilable anger in your disposition, and it will be difficult for you to obey whatever I say." It is because of this abominable disposition of yours that you are subjected to such torment. However, I can no longer remain indifferent to watch you endure your pain, for you are my subordinate, an angel under my dominion, and if it had not been for your violent violence, I would have thrown you into the depths of the lower strata of the earth. ”

When Satan had finished speaking, he ordered the angel to heal his wounds, and the healer applied analgesic medicine to him, and healed the wounds, just as he squeezed the juice of a fig to make it thick and gathered, and as long as he stirred it, the liquid would quickly thicken and solidify, and the angel of healing healed the gunshot wound of the reckless angel of war, and the angel washed and cleaned him, and put on a fine robe, and then he sat down again, and he was beside Satan, radiant and happy.

At this point, the angel's participation in the war came to an end, and the bull-eyed angel and the sheep-eyed angel joined forces to stop the murder like the butcher of the war angel, and the angels returned to Catherine Satan's temporary residence, leaving only those mortals who were kept in the dark still there to kill each other.

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