Cover one's body with clothes stripped from the deceased's body, and likewise wipe one's body clean with such clothing.

Lin Ming, who had been reborn from the blood of many angels, walked out of the underground venue.

"Bang. ”

Cover the door, the light dropped from the sky above the City of Angels is a little dazzling, the figure of the Tower of Babel is hidden in this light, I don't know if it is an illusion, Lin Ming saw a majestic figure from this light.

Is that the God who rules the world?

Or is it just an afterimage of the vanished?

Lin Ming smiled, covering the light shining on his face with one hand, and then clenched his fist, as if holding the pillar of heaven in his hand through the interval of time and space.

"It's time for the world to embrace a different color...... Anyway, sooner or later, this place will be swallowed by the sword qi released by Mo Ye, so it is better for me to do some experiments first. ”

The City of Angels is white, and even the streets are white, as dustless as the wings of angels.

The bloodstains printed from Lin Ming's feet were the only different color on the street.

Black with a hint of red.

Wearing the hooded robe he wore when presiding over the ceremony, Lin Ming covered his face and wings, and he had something to confirm.

Without perception, all he could do was his own eyes and, perhaps, the memories of others.

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Outside the City of Angels, on the horizon, the angels who had been sent out to investigate the anomaly formed a team of three on their own.

I'm afraid that this time it's not something that they, the "scum who only have four wings", can directly interfere with, maybe even the adult at the top of the Tower of Babel in this realm can't directly interfere.

But they had to at least figure out what kind of anomaly had triggered the alarm from the crystal ball on top of the tower.

You must know that even when they were ordered to purge the two-winged angels in the city, the crystal ball did not make any indication, and the entire city of angels was stained red with blood that night.

The crystal ball, declared the 'Eye of the Father', acquiesced to what they did, and now it cracked.

Something very serious must have happened somewhere in the realm of heaven.

They were all so convinced that they didn't find anything unusual after flying for half a day.

The clouds were still white, so white as far as the eye could see, that people almost suffered from snow blindness.

There is only a ray of black on the horizon between heaven and earth, and every angel unconsciously casts his eyes on the horizon, as if he wants to lighten some burden on his eyes.

"Hey...... Something seems wrong......"

Dressed in light armor with a cut-out pattern, a slightly thin angel rubbed his eyes in the direction of the horizon.

Just now he felt that the horizon seemed to be getting a little thicker.

After staring at something for a certain amount of time, you will always feel that there is a slight difference between it in the last second and it in the next, of course, most of the time it is just your illusion.

The horizon is the horizon, and its thickness is fixed in the context of the heavenly realm, and it cannot be thickened or thinned.

The horizon of the realm of heaven is the dividing line that separates the border of heaven from the border of hell, and it is more like the embodiment of some kind of rule.

There is no such concept as 'thickness' and 'length'.

"I guess I'm flying too high before I know it......"

Having given himself a 'reasonable' explanation in his mind, the angel promptly lowered his height.

Sure enough, after the altitude was changed, the horizon returned to its usual state.

"Whew...... I should have looked at ...... in a different position."

Even angels suffer from 'visual fatigue', and this angel can't remember the last time he flew this far at once.

He is not the only angel who is accustomed to being pampered, in fact almost every four-winged angel is in the same situation, and they have long been in the position of 'superior citizens', both physically and mentally regressed.

Heaven has been at peace for a long time, and they have long forgotten how to fight, and even strictly speaking, they have forgotten even the most standard gesture of holding a sword.

In this way, even if they rely on the advantage of wings, they will not be able to defeat a hundred as in the past, and the strongest of these four-winged angels may only be able to fight fifty or sixty two-winged angels alone at most, and if the number of opponents is a little more, he will have to escape.

And maybe you won't be able to escape.

"Suspend the march and rest for half an hour. ”

The long-awaited order was finally issued, and the angel who led the team looked tired, and under the light armor, his body temperature was already unbearable.

This leader is the worst of the angels, and of course, he has the best physical strength during the last purge of the civilians of the City of Angels.

The merits he made at the beginning were enough for him to live a good life.

Time makes people old, especially those years that are so corrupt.

In a few more years like this, it will be a problem whether these so-called angels can fly or not.

After all, there is already a 'fat chicken' as a lesson from the past......

"Ordered. ”

The other two angels had no objection to this, in fact, they had long wanted to rest.

Three figures fell from the sky, fluttering their wings like butterflies.

"Back to back, be vigilant. ”

Although the captain's physical strength was not as good as in the past, and most of the experience of facing the enemy in wartime had long been forgotten, he still remembered some life-saving techniques - well, he actually reviewed them before leaving.

Back-to-back formations, universal everywhere.

However, the premise is that you don't have back-to-back relationships with a blind person or a blind person.

It's a pity that the 'experienced' captain brought out two rookies, and one of them is not quite normal.

"Hmm~Back to back, it's so comfortable~"

rubbed his wings against his teammate's body, and a certain brother just lay down.

"Hey, that's not what I'm talking about! Get up from Lao Tzu!"

The captain was helpless, at this moment he really wished he was one of the people who were left behind in the city.

In that case, he won't have to be tired and tired, and he will have to carry a living treasure.

"Boom!"

The captain himself was sure that he didn't have that preference, so he instinctively jumped away at the first time.

"Oops!"

The player who landed on the back of his head felt that his eyes were dark, and he let out a cry of pain before lying on the ground and began to move.

"Dead!"

A member of the team on the side kicked him, but the latter did not react to the kick at all.

He lay on the ground like a dead dog.