Everyone looked up at the sky, wanting to know about the battle between the Seraphim and the Four-winged False Angel, but their eyes were stung by the midday sun. They could only faintly see two vague shadows, intertwined and spiraling upward, long swords and greatswords colliding, flames and thunder shining. Everyone couldn't help but clench their fists and pray to the goddess of truth and thunder, hoping that her saint angels would be victorious.

Feige had the same idea. He locked onto the angel with the Tracking Eye, and then continued to weaken her with the Freezing Core spell. Although the Horn Divine Envoy is far less powerful than the Blazing Celestial Divine Attendant, her divine power makes her very difficult. Wounds that heal quickly, immunity to fire and acid poison, and a slightly faster flight speed than Lust. If it weren't for absorbing Zariel's bloodline and allowing him to have two more pairs of wings and speed up, Feige would not have been able to catch up with this horn messenger now.

"If it weren't for the damage to my horn, you wouldn't have been able to fight me right now!" the angel slashed with his sword, and Feiqi didn't want to take it hard, so he deflected the blade and unloaded the force. The angel seemed to have been prepared for a long time, and with the help of the power of this sword, he immediately cast a spell: "Devil, evil! Retreat from the mortal world!"

Expulsion allows otherworldly creatures such as angels or demons to return to their original world. The angel returns to the Heavenly Mountain according to its good core, and the devil travels to hell, where the evil aura is abundant. The light of the expulsion spell shrouded Feiqi's body, and a trace of evil aura produced black smoke rising from his wings, but Feiqi was still firmly suspended in the air.

"How is this possible? Why doesn't the expulsion of divine power work against you, the devil?" said the Horn Angel in surprise.

Feige didn't bother to answer her, instead focusing on his spell. Expulsion with divine power should indeed be a perfect deal against the devil, but Feige's soul is still his own mortal soul, not a pure hellish soul that started with a conjugator or an inferior demon, so he is considered a "local creature". He is already in "home", how can he still be driven home?

"Frozen Cage!" Feiqi had already placed four freezing cores in the air, and at this moment he used the air elemental rope to gather all four cores, and after transforming them with a spell, he pushed them towards the horn angel. The Frozen Core is like an ice hockey puck, the core is very lethal, but it doesn't have the ability to fly and steer, so it can be easily dodged or set aside. Feiqi used a space spell to act on the four freezing cores, shattering the cores, and forcing the horn angel from the four directions of "down, back, left, and right".

A palpitating chill hit, and the angel knew that this spell could not be hard-connected, otherwise even if he did not die, he would be temporarily sealed in ice. Although I don't understand why the flaws are exposed in the "front" and "up" directions, these two directions can indeed be dodged and even attacked. So the horn angel leveled the greatsword and accelerated towards Feiqi.

"Exactly!" Feige drew a circle with a cat teasing stick, and the orange circle of light that had cut off the Phantom Wolf's head reappeared, standing between him and the angel. The Horn Angel hurriedly stopped, she didn't want to be cut off by this malicious transfer technique, resulting in missing arms and missing heads.

The cold air was pressing, and the horned angel looked up and saw that another blue circle of light was above his head, so he understood Feiqi's arrangement: he used the cold to block the four directions, because the other two directions could be checked and filled in with malicious teleportation. It's no wonder that after arriving in the sky, he reduced the number and intensity of using the thunder, and instead spent a lot of effort to create and control the four slow freezing cores, which turned out to be to arrange this nirvana trap!

But is there only six directions, front, back, left, right, and up? The horn angel holds a sword in one hand and casts a spell with the other. With the help of divine powers, she can use teleportation spells at will as long as she is in a world with stars. Although it is currently noon when the starry sky is not visible, it does not mean that the starry sky does not exist. In the eyes of the horned angel, the starry sky map is always overhead, and she can teleport at any time.

But a bright yellow light disrupted her teleportation, and the spatial rift that had just been pried closed up. The Horn Angel jerked his head up and glared at Feiqi, who had broken the teleportation. It was not inconceivable to be able to disrupt the teleportation, but Feige did not relax in the slightest because of the momentary upper hand, and at the same time, the second bright yellow dimensional anchor spell was ready to be used, directly crushing the last hope of the Horn Angel.

The cold began to invade, starting from the gap in the feathers, climbing up her white and tender skin, burrowing into the pores and penetrating into the muscles. The "Protective Water Elemental Energy ......" horn angel kept urging this spell, but there was nothing he could do about the cold air that spread all over his body. She didn't know that this spell was essentially the result of the fire elemental working with space spells, and had nothing to do with the water elemental.

"You can't seal me like this, my divine power will eventually adapt and overcome it......" The horn angel's lips turned purple, and his speech was already stumbling, but he was still hard-mouthed. Feige was unfazed and continued with his plan. He suddenly swung the Pit Excalibur like a madman, and fired divine thunder in all directions, creating a huge roar and continuous intense flashes. Then, he strode into the malicious teleportation circle in front of him, and came out directly from the opposite side, that is, to the top of the angel's head.

The so-called malicious teleportation is nothing more than a remote control application variant of any door, and as long as Fei Qi doesn't use mind control to close it, then it's just a stable random door. Upon reaching the Horn Angel, Feige suddenly unfolded his aura, and the terrible power of blasphemy, corruption, and evil poured over the sky, spreading out and pressing down on the earth like a black curtain of substance. The people on the ground were all gripped by fear, a kind of despair out of fear, self-abandonment by despair, and finally they could only kneel on the ground and tremble or break down and cry. Even Andrew, who is a paladin, was in a state of distraction for a while, and all kinds of unconfident thoughts came flooding him, and he even forgot to give orders, control the situation, and forget to do what a king should do.

"Evil, accept the sanctions!" Feige wrote, directed, and acted by himself, reinforcing the evil aura when the divine lightning is released, and strengthening the evil aura when the lightning stops. This action made the Horn Angel angry! She now understood that the damned devil was putting a pot of shit on her head and hanging a black pot behind her back! She struggled to use all her divine power to gradually loosen the ice outside her body.

The audience below couldn't see what was happening above, but felt that there was fear on one side and hope on the other, so their blood boiled. Who doesn't want good and justice to triumph over evil, and in the blinding sun, the shining thunder, and the great roar, they only know that the seraphim of the goddess of truth and thunder has driven the evil pretender out of its original form and fought against it. They prayed aloud, gaining strength in the process, thus resisting the terrible feeling of fear that had preceded them.

This is mainly due to the changes that Feige deliberately creates by constantly converging and reducing the coercion of the evil aura. Otherwise, it is comparable to the terrifying coercion of high-level devils, and untrained mortals will not be able to resist it at all.

"It's time. Fitch turned from above to the Horn Angel and grabbed it, pressing the Helllord Soul Stone to her chest. He recited the incantation of the evil ritual in the Painted Leather Book, while surrounding himself and the trumpet angel with countless thunderbolts. This time, even Shani's snake-haired eyes couldn't see what was going on above.

"What are you going to do? Mmmm......mmmm This feeling is obviously wrong, it should be the cold of the frozen body and the fire of the soul! All the weirdness came from the gem in her chest, and she felt that there was a huge suction force in it, like a whirlpool that pulled out her will and soul. She struggles to resist, using the usual methods of angels against evil spells. But when I started using the anti-evil ability, the suction power became stronger.

The fire makes people miserable and scorched, and the cold makes people tired and relaxed. Asmodeus' evil spells were designed to target the divine creatures, taking into account any means of resistance they might take, and the Horn Angel was quickly brought under control. She closed her eyes and fainted, her body gradually blurring into a shining starlight, and then all her divinity was absorbed into the soul gem. The angel was cut off from her goddess, and that part of the divinity was cut off and became a trophy for Feige.

The evil aura completely converged, and only the divine thunder and Seraphim were left in the sky. Feige put away the soul gem and slowly descended to the stands. Then, the Seraphim turned back into human form in full view, and a slightly chubby Feige scratched his head and saluted the king with a smile: "Your Majesty, the evil pretender has been beaten away. Her nature was seriously injured and it was almost impossible for her to survive. ”

"Good. Andrew nodded and said to the crowd, "The Goddess of Truth and Thunder has always protected us and brought us peace and happiness, and those who pretender, evildoers, and blasphemers are our enemies, as well as the monsters of the night of the bloody meteor, and we must be vigilant against them." Defend our people with the sword and faith!"

The nobles and knights shouted in response, and Feige kept glancing at Andrew. His Majesty pondered for a moment before Fich's hint was understood, and he sighed lightly and said, "I have entrusted the mage advisor Fige with the formation of an army dedicated to fighting the monsters of the Scarlet Meteor Night, and only the most elite can join. There will be a lot of learning and training, and there will also be sacrifices, in addition to honors. But as you can see, Seraphim is among us, in that team. Well, let the people outside understand what is happening, let them praise this victory and take comfort from it, and let the competition continue!"

Feige walked up to the stands, and everyone around him looked at him differently, and everyone was respectful. First of all, his own strength has been widely proven, the flames, thunder, and ice, the entangled tentacles writhing on the ground, and the bewildering apparitions that have given headaches to all the knights, warriors, and archers present, not to mention that he can "make angels come" and become stronger. If they were to nominate the strongest, it would undoubtedly be Feige.

No one can defeat him alone, and it takes at least an army of a hundred men to defeat him. There are no longer a few nobles who have this idea. It's not that these nobles are hostile to Feiqi, they have been used to thinking from this perspective since ancient times. 'There should be more crossbowmen, and it would be better for the cavalry to be able to shoot on horseback, and to strike as suddenly as possible before he becomes an angel.' But as soon as the angel comes out, such preparations will also fail. Fortunately, the angels are kind and will never let Feige behave in a way that doesn't make sense, so there's no need to treat him as an enemy. ’

This time, Feige sat next to Andrew, while on the other side of the king were the queen and Shanny. Such a seat had actually raised Fege's standing in the King's court, though no one objected. A powerful spellcaster + angel, a paladin king + golem, not to mention the king and the army of the Hall family, just these two brothers can already pose enough threats to the other lords of the United Kingdom of Hoya. This threat, especially when combined with King Andrew's recent categorical repression of the rebellious aristocracy, was enough to stabilize the kingdom on a military and political level.

"What's the matter with the angels, did the goddess give it to you?, does it require ritual and sacrifice to summon angels?" Andrew asked him in a low voice, as he approached Feige.

"As a saint, I always have something different from others, and that's normal. Feige's answer was pointed, but it had nothing to do with the question. "Don't worry, I'm me, and angels are angels. I didn't become an angel. ”

If you add "Actually, I became the devil", this can be regarded as a complete truth. Where did Andrew have such a scheming as Feiqi, he just asked worriedly, "You have such a deep relationship with the angels, why do you still call that army the Knights of Hell?"

"Don't worry, it's okay. Feige knew that his brother was concerned about him, for fear that he would be punished if he annoyed the angel. "Speaking of the Knights of Hell, thank you for helping to make the advertisement, I think there should be more people who sign up this time. I'm going to train them all to at least the same level as that El. Send a few people over and take care of them, and learn something new at the same time. I don't have any manpower here, so you've got plenty of them, right?"

"Well, my father arranged for me a lot of helpers, as well as comrades-in-arms and friends I met from the church. Originally......" Andrew paused, but still said, "If it hadn't happened to you, my father wouldn't have sent these people to me. ”

"It doesn't matter, what's the difference between yours and mine. You are good to be your king, I think this is the best arrangement. I'm a person who sometimes does things out of the ordinary, and I need a big brother to clean up the mess. Feige took the opportunity to say, "The Knights of Hell will definitely continue to generate criticism, and the same is true for promoting magic and promoting potatoes, you have to be mentally prepared and persevere." If it weren't for the monsters with the blood-colored meteors, if it weren't for the threat of the Second World, none of this would have happened—at least not in such a hurry. ”

"Just walk on the path of righteousness, and the Goddess will bless us. Andrew stroked the emblem and said confidently.

"Uh-huh. That's all Fitch could answer.