Chapter 40: Isn't It Good to Be Alive?

In front of him, a gold-armored angel in a visor was looking at him coldly, his cold eyes without a trace of emotion.

"Don't move, the feather blade is very sharp~"

The cold female voice made him slightly stunned, and his expression immediately became annoyed.

"Little slut, do you want to rebel?"

The strong smell of wine sprayed on Mo Li's face armor, and Mo Li looked at the drunken scum in front of him with a disgusted expression.

"Damn, what do you ...... labor and management ask you?"

In his incredible eyes, the feather blade easily cut through his throat, and he covered the wound with both hands, the wound that should have been healed quickly did not have the slightest trace of healing at the moment, and the blood slowly flowed down his fingers......

He looked at the angel in front of him with a frightened expression, kept retreating, and opened his mouth to call out to his companion, but found that he could only make a hoarse ahhhhhh

"Click, click, click......"

Even though it was noisy, the scum could clearly hear the crisp sound of his boots on the floor.

He had retreated to the corner of the wall, looking at the approaching angel in golden armor, and his face pleaded and let out a hoarse voice.

The red lips under the golden armor angel's face armor hooked a beautiful arc, and there was a bit of a mocking opening.

"You're in... Beg? ”

He nodded fiercely, his eyes were full of pleading, where was there still the majesty of raping and robbing female angels in the first place?

"Bang~"

A feeling of suffocation came, and the fierce desire to survive forced him to make a move he had never thought of - kneeling down to the female angel in front of him.

"Huh-"

With a mocking laugh, the footsteps faded away, and he slowly raised his head and looked at the back of the golden-armored angel with a vicious expression.

Sure enough, women are women, and they can be deceived casually, no, I have to go to treatment quickly, and when the labor and management injuries are healed, I will definitely find you, a little slut, and ravage you fiercely......

As he thought about it, he struggled to his feet, feeling no more blood coming out, and he slowly let go of his hands that were covering the wound. A chill came from his neck, and his perspective suddenly reversed, and he looked at the headless body in front of him with some confusion, seeming... Sound familiar?

As soon as he walked into the room, a drunken scum leaned over with a wine glass and hugged Moli's shoulder.

"Aha, brother, have a drink, huh?"

Mo Li slapped his hand away and stepped aside, who knew that the guy followed again.

"Don't be so cold, brother, let's go pick a woman to play with..."

He looked at the ink glass carefully.

"Hey, brother, this armor is good, where did you make it?"

The feather blade pierced his heart through the armor, and he looked at Moli in a stunned expression.

"This armor was forged in Hell, and I'll give you... Check it out. ”

Kicking the corpse into the center of the room, the sudden change made the scumbags who were reveling stop and looked there with some confusion.

The wings slowly opened, and the angel in golden armor stepped on the corpse with a feather blade in his hand.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the revelry is over, and now... Time of death. ”

Dozens of feather blades burst out and embedded themselves in the bodies of the scum of the sky, and the feather blades cleverly avoided the vital parts, causing a large group of scum to lie on the ground and wail.

The angel slowly walked up to the trembling women and waved his hand

"Ding Bell~"

Several feathered blades fell to the ground.

"Kill them, and you... Free. ”

The angel turned and walked towards the door, and a woman trembled as she picked up her feather blade and looked at the half-worn scum on the side. She gritted her teeth and slowly followed Mo Li, raising the feather blade in her hand.

"Poof~"

Mo Li closed her eyes in some pain, and in the excited expression on the woman's face, the feather blade against Mo Li's armor disappeared into the space, piercing her heart through the space.

Looking back at the woman who had fallen to the ground, Mo Li's voice trembled a little.

"Why? Kill them and you'll be free..."

The woman's eyes looked at Mo Li numbly, and her lifeless eyes pierced Mo Li's heart.

"Freedom? What if you kill them? I'll still be caught someday, and I'll be the same as I am now..."

She suddenly struggled to her feet, and rushed towards Moli with a hideous face.

"It's better to help them kill you, and I can suffer less!"

The feather blade was pulled out, blood gushed out from the wound, and the woman fell to the ground weakly. Mo Li turned to look at the other women, her eyes cold.

"Yours, the choice, what's it?"

She was answered by the sound of a feather blade piercing into her flesh.

"Alive, isn't it?"

A dying woman struggled and asked Moli,

"Alive, okay?"

Mo Li silently walked out of the room and walked to the other side.........

It was still the same room full of alcohol, except that Hughus, who had just been sleeping soundly, was now facing off with a golden-armored angel with a sword, while his slave girls were huddled on the bed, hugging each other.

A drop of cold sweat slipped down his face, and Xius stared at the golden-armored angel in front of him, who was wearing a face armor and couldn't detect his face, and was silently wiping the blood on his feather blade.

Gripping the long sword in his hand, he was a little lacking in confidence.

"Who are you, don't you know it's a capital offense to break here?"

The angel of the golden armor lifted up his head,

"Yo, I'm finally awake, your men are all in... Waiting for you. ”

Playing with the feather blade in his hand, Moli slowly walked forward,

"I've always been curious, such a promiscuous order, such lax defenses, such arrogant force..."

The pure white feather blade pointed directly at Xiusi's heart, and Moli's voice was cold.

"How did you dominate this universe..."

"Later, I realized that it was... Bestiality..."

Xius suddenly raised his sword and picked up the feather blade in Moli's hand, and the long sword in his hand slashed down.

"Poof~"

The sharp pain in his abdomen caused him to stumble, and he lowered his head in confusion, only to find that the tip of the long sword had strangely appeared there, piercing into his abdomen.

"How... Possibly...".

Mo Li slowly raised the feather blade in his hand, but was suddenly interrupted by a voice.

"Wait, wait..."