The morning light is faint, and the warm sunlight shines through the gaps in the leaves.

The scenery of Angel Island is very beautiful, all year round, the temperature is like spring, there are no summer and winter here, only spring and autumn. It is precisely because of this that the people of the angel clan understand the birth and death of life very well.

They are kind-hearted and strong-willed, and each of them is a well-known man.

The time has arrived on the second day of the regulation of Loambas.

Lucifer's Wings, naturally, did not have any whereabouts. Since yesterday, all the angel people have made an appearance, consulted the ancient books, and began to search.

But they are all clear that once the time is over. In the end, Angel Island will inevitably usher in destruction.

They will have no hope in the face of the legendary horror Loannbas, whose bounty has reached eleven billion. Not to mention his banner, those three terrible generals, each of whom is also a sea thief with a bounty of eight or nine billion, even he alone is enough to destroy the entire Angel Island.

This is a strong man who is qualified to compete with the group of people who are in the limelight at this time, although he is not huge and does not seem to have strong muscles, but his strength is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people of the new world.

No one wants to provoke such a strong man, let alone quarrel with such an old pirate.

"Lucifer's Wings, to be sure, is no longer on Angel Island, and it seems that the patriarch has prepared in advance. ”

An old man sighed, his expression slightly relieved.

If Lucifer's Wings were really on Angel Island, then they really couldn't be sure of the consequences. Is there anyone who can't bear the torment of waiting for death, or because they are attached to life, they will abandon the legacy of their ancestors and pass it on to others?

Even he couldn't be sure of all this. Because just before, this thought also flashed through his mind.

"That's fine, Angel Island hasn't lost its inheritance after all. ”

The other old man of the Angel Clan nodded.

At this time, in this small courtyard, most of the angel clan people gathered. Some of them were speechless, some were downcast, and some were desperate and dejected, as if waiting for death to come.

In general, the atmosphere at this time was not very good. Everyone knows that their lives are not far from withering, so how can they be in a good mood.

Just then, a figure stepped in.

After seeing the person who came, the people of the angel clan all flashed their eyes.

"Shamla, you're here. ”

The old man who began to speak spoke up.

"Great Elder. ”

Shanmla nodded, and took a few steps to the center of the crowd.

He looked around, looking at the expressions of the clansmen, his heart was cramping, these expressions of despair, loss, made his whole patriarch's heart unbearable and about to collapse.

"I'm sorry everyone!"

Taking a deep breath, Shanmla said loudly, his body bent heavily, and he apologized most sincerely to everyone present.

The hearts of the angel clan trembled, and some had begun to wipe away tears.

"Patriarch, we all understand you, you don't have to be like this, hurry up!"

The Great Elder let out a long sigh and said softly.

"It's me, let everyone step into this abyss of despair, I'm not a good patriarch, just a selfish villain!"

Shanmla shouted loudly, already with a cry in her voice.

Hand over Lucifer's Wings, and perhaps the entire Angel Island can be saved. But for the strong obsession in his heart, for the sake of the unpassable words of his ancestors, and for his own children, he completely deprived him of the hope of this life.

"Okay, Shamla, no one blames you! This is the legacy of our ancestors, and we juniors should naturally follow it. ”

The Great Elder said in a deep voice.

"The main question now is how to deal with the next disaster!"

Glancing around at the surrounding clansmen, the Great Elder said.

He knew that in the current situation, the morale of the people would not be high, but no matter what, he had to resist. Being tied up and slaughtered by others is not what an angel should do.

Their ancestors were industrious and brave, cultivating a new land and leading them to a new life. So, how can they, who are descendants, lose the face of their ancestors.

"Great Elder, there is a problem with your question. ”

A muffled voice rang out, and a young angel stepped forward, his eyes twitching slightly as he glanced at the hunched Shanmura.

"How to deal with this disaster, is there a choice?"

"Isn't the only thing we angels can choose is to fight?"

In the second half of the sentence, the young angel clan had already spoken sonorously.

"Also, our patriarch, now is not the time for you to repent. ”

"If you really feel guilty about the lives of your people, then you should cheer up and lead us to victory in this war!"

The powerful words made the hearts of the angel clansmen present tremble, and their spirits began to gather.

Shamla trembled even more and said in a low voice, "Sharon." ”

Sharon was the only son of his eldest brother, who had died in the first round of massacres in Loambas.

"Many of the brothers and sisters present, their loved ones died at the hands of that group of demons. ”

"This hatred can only be dissolved by blood. ”

"So, from the very beginning, we had no choice!"

Flames burst out of Sharon's eyes, and he roared loudly with hatred.

"Uncle Shamla, if you are still a man and you still have an aunt in your heart, please take up the weapon in your hand and lead us into battle!"

This sentence hit Shamla directly, and his wife, who also died at the hands of Loambas.

Closing his eyes tightly, Shanmla's fists clenched, but he didn't say anything.

"The people present chose you to be the patriarch because you were the most outstanding warrior in our clan and the most intelligent bachelor!"

"If we have any hope of victory, then the only hope is you, Uncle Shamla!"

Sharon drank.

The Great Elder nodded in agreement.

The people of Angel Island are not simple civilians, they are born with a magical talent, and they have strong fighting ability, and they are not lambs to be slaughtered. And among the same batch that year, the most talented one was Shamla.

Once, the patriarch of the previous generation even intended to let him eat the wings of Lucifer, the inherited thing, and become the most powerful angel of the angel clan in the past few hundred years!

Back then, Shanmla was the strongest among the younger generation!

"Auntie's revenge, don't you want to avenge it?

Sharon drank again.

Shamla's whole body trembled violently, and after three seconds, he finally couldn't take it anymore, straightened up suddenly, and roared at the sky.

"Blood debt and blood payment!!"

His eyes let out rage, and the wings behind him suddenly swelled after a buzz, and after spreading his wings, they were five or six meters long!