The White Dove is in a refugee camp in Niah, receiving her decree of salvation and forgiveness!

A four-winged angel came in the light of the sky, and the moment he appeared, the terrible weather that was raging throughout Nia vanished!

The nuclear explosion, the huge energy released by the extreme temperature field, was easily extinguished by the "system" that began to make a difference, and in an instant, the tornado and the pouring rain disappeared, and the sky that had been dark for more than two months began to brighten, and the sun revealed a golden edge from the rapidly melting dark clouds, and the golden sunlight sprinkled down, and the first thing to visit was the new city of China in Nia. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The brilliant wings swayed with infinitely rich and brilliant divine flames, and the flames were scattered in a large area, and the entire camp was the object of its blessing, and all uncleanness was purified at this time, and all sickness and germs disappeared in an instant.

Tens of millions of people were grateful for the appearance of the four-winged angel, and they were prostrate on the ground, and the whole camp, the huge gathering place, could not find a single standing figure except the white dove.

The four-winged angel dove did not know her, nor did he remember any information about her, but after receiving the badge of forgiveness and the scepter of strength, the sickness and weakness were instantly washed away by the holy light that fell from the sky.

The badge melted into the body, the scepter transformed into four white and brilliant wings, the familiar robe covered the body again, and at the end of the ceremony, the white dove asked the four-winged angel who came to "proclaim" to wait, and then found the location of his mother and sister in the sea of people, smiled slightly, and landed among the beings.

When her body fell to the ground, she had returned to the size of a normal person, her wings were still shining, the holy light was still rich, and in front of her was a hut made of steel, like thousands of such huts, in this camp, in the shelter, everywhere, if not living in it for a long time, it was impossible to distinguish clearly.

The gloom of the past seems to have never appeared, and the white dove is immersed in a sea of excitement, excitement, and awe.

This may be the purpose of His Majesty, only by recognizing the reality, experiencing hardships, seeing one's own fragility and humility, and realizing the divine power, can awe truly enter people's hearts!

This kind of heat is not easy to master, a little heavy will kill the creativity of the earth's civilization, a little light will have no effect, and it will not make sentient beings give up their illusions and luck.

The door opened, and the white pigeon stopped thinking nonsense, and walked in slowly, as usual.

The bedridden mother looked at her with a complicated look, and her bewildered sister was hesitating to kneel down to her own sister, let alone the other relatives in the room.

The white dove sat down gently beside his mother's bed, and the holy light swayed, and the mother's body, which was lingering in the midst of illness, recovered like a dead tree in spring, and radiated with vitality, and the suppressed exclamations were everywhere, and in a moment she had fallen to her knees.

The white dove turned a blind eye to all this, just took his mother's right hand and whispered: "I used to be your daughter, then became a contractor of the system, died in the trial, I have been an undead for many, many years, I have fought in Nia as a banshee, with the mortals of Nia, with the professions of Nia, with the spellcaster, and finally I have fought against the other thrones, and finally, under the leadership of the lord, I have personally experienced the process of establishing the undead plane. ”

"Look, my time as your daughter is very short, but I have turned my memories and emotions as a human into obsession, and with the identity and identity of "white dove", I can only sit here. ”

The white dove wiped the surging tears for her mother, and whispered softly like a child: "Don't cry, mother, there is no banquet in the world that will not be dispersed!"

"You, you're leaving?"

The white pigeon smiled and nodded, "Yes, I am now His Majesty's angel, so I can't hold on to this obsession anymore, I didn't understand it before, so there is the catastrophe of degrading the dust, and now I understand......"

"Don't be sad Mom, I will still take care of you, but you have to remember, once I get up from this bed, don't think of me as the white dove I used to be, don't think I'm still your daughter, you must know that this perception will be wrong, once it goes wrong, I will not have any pity, remember, remember!"

After speaking, the white pigeon turned his head to look at his sister again, "Sister, I will leave it all to you in the future." ”

"You ......"

The white dove plucked four feathers from his wings, handed them to his sister with a smile, and said, "Four times, four times of care is the end of fate!"

After arranging everything, it was like a huge mountain to put down, the white dove slowly stood up in the pain of her mother's cry, and while standing, the muffled thunderous sound continued to appear from her body, and when she was completely standing, the expression, look, and breath just now ...... All of them have changed, infinite solemnity and majesty shrouded, indifferent and looking down eyes.

The body recovered, as if out of thin air the mother who was more than ten years younger, tremblingly stretched out her hand, wanting to pull and touch again, and was thrown on the bed by another daughter.

The white dove was gone, and as soon as she walked out of the room, her body turned into a streamer and rose to the sky, and the angel waiting in the sky looked at her very satisfied, and then bowed slightly to show respect, and said in a chant: "Welcome back, Lord Angel of War!"

The white dove nodded, and led the way into the huge door of light.

As soon as I returned to the holy mountain, I saw countless angels emerging from the various exits of the mountain, most of them were winged, their faces, postures, and breath seemed to be carved out of a pattern, such angels did not know how many, they were displayed in front of the archangel and the adults, like a solemn and silent army, majestically lined up.

"This is a mass-produced battle angel, your soldier, my lord!"

The white dove flew towards the airspace where the archangel was, and asked, "What level of wisdom?"

"Empty shell, sir!"

The white dove frowned, slowly landed in front of the archangel, knelt down on one knee, and said like a chant: "The angel of war is in place, my lord!"

The eight-winged angel is dressed in a golden armament, holding a gorgeous scepter of full height, and at the top of the scepter, a crystal clear spherical magic crystal flickers, and in the magic crystal, the complicated grid of the system is reflected!

"Look at your soldiers, warbringers!"

The white dove stood up, turned around and looked at the angelic troops that were constantly gathering and emerging, and only after a long time did he shake his head and say, "I need more, my lord!"

"I thought you'd be dismissive of them!"

"All for victory, all for Your Majesty, my lord!"

The archangel nodded with satisfaction, and for the first time showed a hint of a smile, "Very well, you have finally let go, then go and prepare, prepare to face the angel forces of the invaders!" (To be continued.) )