The majestic four-winged angel was furious.

If killing the Son of God is called boldness, then what is even more daring can only be to kill the Pope of the Holy See of Light, or even him, the divine envoy.

"A little human being, how dare you say wild words?"

The angry four-winged angel let go of the suppression of his power, and his voice resounded through the sky like rolling thunder.

Behind him, two pairs of huge white wings gradually emerged, stretching out to the left and right.

"The God of Light behind you was just a tiny human before. Do you despise your origins as the God of Light or do you deny the past history of the God of Light? ”

Seeing that the other party revealed his original form as an angel, Anthony did not panic, but his eyes became more and more calm, and his killing intent was released.

He has a gentle personality and makes everyone he comes into contact with like a spring breeze. But when you get angry, it's a thunderbolt that you can't resist.

And now, his heart is full of murderous intent. These people in front of him in the Holy See of Light, whether it was ordinary warriors like the Sword of the God of Light, or the high-ranking members of the Holy See of Light standing at the top of the pyramid, or even the four-winged angel from the Divine Realm, he didn't plan to let any of them go, they all had to die!

Ever since he was studying the fusion of the two world magic arrays on the way to the imperial capital, he accidentally encountered the divine thought scanning of the God of Light, and the relationship between him and the God of Light could be regarded as a bond.

At that time, Anthony's strength was weak, so he could only hide and hide, carefully avoiding the search of the Holy See of Light.

But now, the once behemoth is no longer in his eyes. If they keep to themselves, that's fine. Dare to take the initiative to attack himself, and almost kill Yalina, where can Anthony let them go. Only when all the people in front of you are dead can the world be truly quiet.

With Anthony's current strength, he is enough to look at the world and be fearless.

Even if he was a high God of Light, he didn't have too many fears.

Because although the gods of the divine realm are strong, this is the human realm, and there is a huge spatial barrier between the two realms. He wanted to shoot at himself, and he was very restrictive.

A long conversation with Moore and Brass Hammer, two alien patriarchs, gave Anthony a deeper understanding of the gods. The strongest combat force that the God of Light can send is probably the four-winged angel in front of him.

Anthony is trying to test it out for himself to see what level of strength he has reached after an incomplete tribulation.

The four-winged angel, unaware that he was being used as a test prop, was furious, but speechless.

In the divine realm, he is either a devout disciple of the God of Light or an angel who serves the God of Light like him, and he usually has a lot of bickering experience. When it comes to a war of words, Anthony can throw him more than nine streets.

With a roar, the four wings fanned, as if a gust of wind was blowing out of thin air, and the four-winged angel had already shot out.

Since you can't win, let's do it!

Anthony hadn't thought of knocking out the enemy with his mouth, and it was exactly what he wanted when he saw it. did not retreat, but advanced, and swung his fist to meet it.

Boom~

The sight of the people of the Bright Sect could not catch the figures of the two at all, and they only heard a dull crashing sound, followed by a rolling shockwave.

The Sword of Light Warrior, who had already retreated in the combined attack just now, was driven out by the impact again.

The palace building, which had already been ravaged by a storm, was damaged even more. Within a radius of several hundred meters, flowers and trees were uprooted, and the surrounding ground was as smooth as if it had been trampled by giants.

The two of them, who were so fast that they couldn't even see their shadows, finally appeared.

Anthony's upper body shook for a while, and finally stood firmly in place.

Stretching his four wings, the imposing divine envoy took a few steps back one after another, and his handsome face flushed as if he was about to drip blood.

When the Bright Pope and the others saw it, they took a deep breath, and their eyes almost fell.

It seems that in this pure power competition, the divine envoy actually lost?!

If the strength is not as good as the opponent, then in terms of speed......

Remembering the two flickeres that Anthony seemed to teleport just now, and the unlucky Son of God had fallen to the ground and died, the Pope's heart began to sink.

It's a pity that the belated envoy didn't see that scene.

The four-winged angel shouted angrily, and its huge wings flapped vigorously. With the flapping of the wings, the speed of the divine envoy increased again, and under the burst of his body, he dragged a series of afterimages. In that battlefield, it seemed that the figure of the four-winged angel was everywhere.

The attack of the divine envoy was majestic and imposing, and the ordinary warriors and magicians who were standing in the distance below were greatly excited.

But when the masters standing on the city wall saw it, they were cold.

Lack of strength, instead rely on speed to win, this is a very formal combat routine. It shows that although God makes the adults angry, they are not blinded by anger, and they must overwhelm the other in strength.

But in another way, it may not be able to take advantage of it!

The four-winged angel rushed suddenly, and Anthony didn't choose to fight hard, jumping high to avoid it. The divine envoy reacted very quickly, flapped his wings, turned his body, and flew up into the sky.

The four wings flapped again, and the speed increased by another notch, and in an instant, they chased after Anthony.

A sinister smile appeared on his face, and his right hand suddenly swung out, and his palm glowed with a faint golden light, like a golden lightsaber, slashing straight down at Anthony!

Seeing that he was about to succeed, the golden lightsaber had already touched Anthony's back, but it swept straight by, without the slightest hindrance, as if it had slashed into the air.

Worst!

God froze the joy on his face and the alarm bell rang in his heart. Almost instinctively, he blocked his left hand, which was also glowing with golden light, behind his back.

The sound of a bell.

Anthony, who suddenly appeared, held the "Chaos" that had turned into a long sword, and slashed at his left hand, sending him flying like a cannonball.

Anthony's slashing force was extremely great, and the four-winged angel flew out dozens of meters, fell to the ground obliquely, and slid a few meters more on the ground, plowing a deep trace, before finally stopping the momentum.

The power of a sword is so great!

The four-winged angel struggled to turn over and get up, his clothes were already in tatters, his white wings were covered with dust, and his feathers were messy, and he looked like Anthony.

It's just that one of these two people has an indifferent expression and a calm attitude; One has a blue nose and swollen face, and his face is iron-blue, and he makes a judgment at a glance.

The four-winged angel shouted angrily, but it was towards the people of the Holy See of Light:

"What are you doing in a daze? Why don't you hurry up and destroy this blasphemer! ”

As if they had just woken up from a dream, they attacked one after another, but they were slandered in their hearts.

"If you don't ask for it, how dare we help without permission. If you are mistaken for thinking that you can't beat the other party and despise you, then it is not wrong. ”

Dissatisfied is dissatisfied, and they also know that the situation is unfavorable and cannot tolerate the slightest reservation.

The battle post jumped up and rushed to Anthony, who was alone, but this time he chose hand-to-hand combat. The mages raised their staffs and began to chant incomprehensible incantations in their mouths, brewing their most powerful magic.

One of the two surviving sons of the Holy See stood in place, not moving. His expression was solemn, he was concentrating, and he unleashed his God-given natural skills.

All the members of the Holy See of Light, regardless of their combat or legal duties, including the four-winged angel who turned back to Anthony, were covered with a faint red light. They only felt a shock all over their bodies, and the injuries they had originally had recovered almost instantly. The energy is indescribably vigorous and the fighting spirit is high. The priest felt that his mind was extremely clear, the magic was working a little faster, and the magic was condensing and forming at an extremely high speed.

The Holy See of Light is already known for healing, supporting, and buffing magic, but it is so fast, covers such a wide range of people, and is so powerful, and it is a collection of multiple magic effects. The innate skills of this god son are not weaker than the one who was killed just now.

Especially when many people are fighting together, the existence of this god son alone is equivalent to adding half of the combat power of the entire team.

Of all the people, only the gray-haired Pope did not move. He didn't even close his eyes and didn't look into the fierce battle.

It's like, something is being planned.