The wind finally rose in the realm of heaven, with a little bleakness and a little warm wind over the walls of the City of Angels, and stretched the banner on the wall straight.

"Kill!!"

The wind has a sound, but its sound should never be like this.

It was the roar of a ferocious beast that had existed since time immemorial, and even after hundreds of miles, it was still enough to deafen the deaf.

Lin Ming knew that the time to run away had come again.

Can you not run?

No one knows better what the guy outside the city who shouts the word 'kill' is.

That's a dangerous product, a guy like Lin Ming who has a "slaughtering the city" record has to sigh to himself as a dangerous product!

If it is said that Lin Ming killed to take the souls of the dead, then the monster created by Mo Ye outside was completely killing for the sake of killing.

All that left his mind was the word 'kill'.

He is the enemy of all living beings.

The supreme sword from hell, standing in opposition to all living beings.

Lin Ming didn't intend to die here, so he had been calculating the escape route from the beginning.

Is there a better place to go than the Tower of Babel, right now, here and now?

"Retreat! Retreat!"

Killing in one word, summoning a reply from heaven to earth, trembling, mourning, and the mournful cry before life shattered, mixed with a symphony of death's favorite.

"The sword twenty-three comes out, the ghost cries and the god howls", once someone's evaluation did not exaggerate this fact, this fierce creature derived from the "sword twenty-three" has even the angel with the attribute of "god" has to avoid the ferocity of the three houses.

“BIU~！”

With a slightly comical sound effect, a streamer of light shot in from outside the city, dragging a long tail of light and flame, crashing through several buildings, and with the help of the holy flame, it exploded faster than he could control, and the four-winged angel was completely unable to land in a normal manner.

What did it take to make the Seraphim, who was so proud just a few minutes ago, look like this?

When he went out of the city to suppress the demons, he was in high spirits, and there was not even half a point left, and the four-winged angel, who had almost fought hard to escape with his life, made a hard landing.

"Ahem......"

Rising from the ruins of a house, the four-winged angel was in a state of disarray, but unharmed.

The armor on the four-winged angel helped him a lot, otherwise he would have been hurt by the impact of his landing.

Pushing away the debris of the building on his body, Seraphim rolled on a donkey, twisted his waist, turned around and flew up.

"Retreat! all the four-winged angels who can still move, retreat with me into the Tower of Babel!" Seraphim's flying posture was a little awkward, two of the six pairs of wings looked weak, he must have been injured. He yelled as he ran for his life, but he felt embarrassed after yelling.

He was the only one who had brought back the troops he had brought out, so at this time, this order was only in effect for Morgrice and Linming.

They were the only two remaining four-winged angels in the city.

"It's over, the guy up there is going to kill my ......"

It doesn't matter how many winged angels die even if they die, but they really can't, as the manager of this level, he still has the right to "recruit" to the lower realms - don't those ignorant mortals want to go to heaven when they die?

There will always be two-winged angels, but four-winged angels are in trouble.

Among the angels recruited from the Nether, there is not a single four-winged angel out of 10,000, and unfortunately, the number of angels' wings cannot be cultivated by any cultivation, it is fixed.

So, the manager felt like he was done playing.

At this time, he was not worried about what the demon outside the city would do to the City of Angels, or even the entire Heavenly Realm, he was only worried about how he would explain to the above.

Anyway, his holy flame has no effect on the other party at all, but as a manager, there is no need for him to fight with the other party.

"Defend the dignity of heaven with your life" is just a slogan that has never been realized, and when the time comes, which high-ranking person did not hide in the Tower of Babel and ask for support from his superiors?

The Tower of Babel is impregnable, and even when Heaven and Hell were in full swing, it could not be destroyed.

Because it has been blessed by the Most High Father, the Most High Father has engraved the rules he has learned into the core of the Tower of Babel.

Such a sacred place is never invaded by demons.

Seraphim is convinced of this.

It's just that......

He really made the wrong decision this time......

"Formation, stand!"

Lin Ming waited for this sentence, a dark glint appeared in his eyes, and at the same time he roared in his heart.

"Hurry up, keep up. ”

Having been following Lin Ming's side like a shadow, Morris was given the order to spy on Lin Ming—or Denis, the guy who hadn't been seen for a long time.

Seraphim has always had reservations about Dennis, or rather, he has reservations about all his men, especially Dennis.

It's just that no one ever knows why.

Is there anything about Janis that can make Seraphim 'blue-eyed'?

Mogrice didn't know, all he knew was to carry out the orders of Seraphim.

What a competent lackey, but it is a pity that the long period of peaceful life has greatly regressed his senses.

Sheltered by the fierce winds that were blowing from outside the city, Morgrice was unaware that something was going on somewhere in the city.

Of course, he can't be blamed for this, after all, even a certain Seraphim who was in a hurry to escape for his life didn't notice this subtle movement.

"Got it!"

In a 'dutiful' look, Lin Ming casually stabbed the spear in his hand into the body of an infected person, pinning him to the ground, and at the same time touching the two remaining standard spears behind his back with his other hand.

At this time, it was not the time to run away, so Lin Ming had to put the finishing touches on this unfinished experiment, and to put it simply, he had to clean up the 'incriminating evidence'.

The formation that existed in the secret room located underground must not be discovered by the angels, otherwise Lin Ming's situation in the heavenly realm would be in danger.

In the same way, Lin Ming didn't want such a technology that belonged to the core of his secret art to be discovered by the monster outside the city - God knows how much consciousness he still retained, and that kind of secret art would be extremely dangerous even if he learned it even a little bit.

And after all, he is also a part of Mo Ye, and Lin Ming has never had an interest in sharing his core technology with Mo Ye.