On the battlefield full of swords and swords, a long-haired woman in a white dress with a graceful posture waved the ice-blue long sword in her hand in a pool of blood, and her four wings and white wings looked quite dazzling in the red and black bloodpool. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The woman's swordsmanship was exquisite, and the heads of countless sheep demons were cut off one by one everywhere she went.

A gorgeous iris suddenly bloomed above the sky in the center of the bloodstain, bright red and bright as blood.

In the distance, a man with short black hair watched quietly, and the pure white figure had been deeply imprinted into his mind, lingering for several nights.

"Yo, Xiaoge, don't you like war, why did you suddenly come to the battlefield?" quipped the four-winged white wing beside him.

The man smiled, and the twin knives at his waist were as calm as his.

"Hey~ The flowers are coming to the battlefield?" he patted the man called "Xiaoge", "Which woman in the Nine Heavens City do you say is not better than the heroine angel on the battlefield?"

The man was still speechless, quietly watching the woman who was fighting bloodily as he had been a month ago.

The gorgeous iris tail fluttered in the wind, as if it resonated with the man's filigree, swaying and flying.

After a while, the man said lightly: "Let's go." ”

I actually like this celestial realm very much.

Although the Heavenly Realm has killed countless people, blood is splattered everywhere.

But for me, there is still a little bit of humanity in this heavenly realm.

That little bit of human touch may come from the ambiguous eyes of those southern angels, or maybe it comes from the seven angels who raised themselves to adulthood--- His Royal Highness Gabriel.

My Gabriel--- as I like to call her, she is a red-haired woman with a good temper.

Sometimes she is like a thorny rose in the Garden of Eden, passionate as fire, and sometimes she is as docile as the most ordinary eater in the Nine Heavens City.

Treat me like rain.

Those who are close to Zhu are red, and those who are close to ink are black, and Gabriel and I are not like those female angels of the Nine Heavens City who grew up in fireworks.

Gabriel is one of the chief commanders of the Celestial Combat Team, and I am Gabriel's right-hand man.

My name is Safi.

Safi, an orphan with no father and no mother, with long pink hair.

I'm very fond of the six-winged wings of the Seven Angels Seraph, and I'm just an ordinary four-winged angel like the other warriors on the battlefield.

The "Seven Angels" is the collective name for the leaders of the nine heavenly groups except Yahweh and his Son Jesus, and the seven angels are all Seraphims--- because the heavens have made it clear that only the Seraphs have the right to learn the magic of repelling the enemy.

In the eyes of the world, angels are always associated with holiness and beauty.

I'm not holy, but I'm probably beautiful.

It's not because there are so many male angels chasing me, but because I attract the jealousy of the fireworks woman. Those leisurely female angels who lie in their comfort nests every day all make mean comments to me: "Obviously a warrior, but there is such a shameless seduction of male angels." ”

I always laugh at these rumors.

It is not a race, how can it be harmoniously communicated.

I went to seduce those male angels with strong combat power, but the purpose of seducing them was to use them as "targets" to improve my combat power and sword power.

The angel warriors in the Nine Heavens mostly use an ice-blue long sword, called the "Ice Sword", and the general name of the tacit understanding and combat effectiveness between the sword and the sword-bearer is "Sword Power".

My sword power cultivation has reached a very high level, so I have participated in several battles, but I have suffered few serious injuries.

But lately, I've been a little depressed, depressed because when there is going to be a separate branch in today's realm, and the branch gods are going to bring two retinues, a man and a woman, and it is said that whoever becomes an entourage will be promoted to Seraphim.

For angelic warriors, the highest honor is to be promoted to "Seraph", so I begged Gabriel to recommend me to be the female attendant.

Female retinues are recommended by each of the Seven Angels and selected by Lucifer, the Vice-Chancellor of the Gods, while male angels are selected by fighting in specific fighting arenas.

I'm depressed, because I'm afraid that I won't be able to choose that female entourage.

God, the Lord of all things, symbolizes the eternal "guardianship".

Demon, the end of evil, symbolizes eternal "destruction".

Man, the greedy thing, symbolizes the eternal "demand".

God and demons, heaven and earth, are destined to be incompatible.

God created 9 levels of angels to eliminate demons for himself, demons created the god of death and scythes to destroy for themselves, gods established a base camp above the nine heavens, and demons built a safe nest under the eighteen layers of hell.

For tens of thousands of years, there have been countless battles between gods and demons, and for the two poles of gods and demons, there are winners and losers.

Tens of thousands of years ago, God created man.

Humans, at first, were just playthings for the amusement of angels, and when the angels were bored, they could do whatever they wanted to make the human dolls controlled by the gods do anything that could entertain them.

At first, people have no thoughts.

When the Devil Fruit of the Garden of Eden was eaten by humans, their souls awakened to the entanglement of good and evil.

But man is no match for God.

It's like a planted flower can never rebel against the one who planted it.

It's ethics.

Finally, when God intended to make the human race disappear, greedy humans demanded eternal life.

The benevolent god hesitated.

Mankind promises to be accompanied by a cross every day and every night, and to pray for the gods at every moment.

Countless pure white souls, under countless sincere prayers, give birth to a special life every thousand years.

That life is the only hope that sustains humanity.

That life is the source of the god's energy, and it is the sacrifice.

I don't understand, I don't understand how many times I've read it. What a ritual is not a sacrifice.

I tossed the old yellowed parchment roll to the floor and picked up the chocolate milk on the table.

"How many fights are going to be?" I asked, shaking the chocolate milk in my hand to a beautiful brown color.

Gabriel looked back, her eyes were in tandem with her hair, and the waves curled in waves, making her look very beautiful.

There was a shallow smile on her lips: "Anyway, it won't have anything to do with you soon, what do you care about?"

That's right.

I asked, "My Gabriel, are you sure that I will be the retinue?

Gabriel nodded, "Don't you have confidence in yourself?"

I wondered why Gabriel had so much faith in me.

In the vast heavenly realm, in addition to the god Yahweh, the high power is in the hands of the vice-monarch--- Lucifer and the seven angels.

Two days ago, I heard that the Demon Realm had opened a branch in the Nine Hells, planning to attack the Heavenly Realm from both sides, and the deputy general Death Reaper had already set off with two protectors.

How could Jehovah, the god of heaven, allow them to do whatever they wanted?

Two angels, a man and a woman, were also selected from among the angels to follow Raphael among the Seven Angels to the heavenly realm, open up the heavenly division, and block the invasion of the demon division. (To be continued.) )