Chapter 67: The Battle of the Angels (Part II)

"Even if you escape to the ends of the earth, you will never be able to escape this battle. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 info" The little devil stared at him with burning eyes, and Wu Yu was silent and didn't dare to speak.

"My battles... My battles... It's mine... Iβ€”" Wu Yu held his head like a disgusting worm, trying to tear his head open and get out of it.

The little devil was looking at him, and the bright light shone from behind him, and Wu Yu couldn't see the expression on that face, "Do you dare?" Do you dare to fight, there is no good and evil in this world, your righteousness is good for the world, but it is evil for the people of the world. But you are just yourself, you are not a member of the world. ”

"We don't need that kind of world-mindedness, all we have to do is survive ourselves, do we?" The words of the little devil came out awe-inspiringly, like a gust of wind, blowing Wu Yu unable to open his eyes.

Wu Yu lowered his head and knelt on the ground, his clothes soaked with blood, and his whole person was dyed blood red. In the distance, Lucifer knelt in the sky, his pitch-black greatsword falling to the side, dim.

Michael didn't stop, he wasn't the kind of person who left a chance for his opponent, the huge angelic holy sword stabbed out, and between the white light, it actually enveloped Lucifer's entire person.

"Lucifer, you lost, even if you knew everything, what could you do? Those who lose, have to pay the price. A loud roar erupted from Michael's mouth, "Angel - Bright Sun!" ”

Michael raised the giant sword in his hand and raised it high, and the gray clouds above the sky were suddenly torn into fragments, and the light was like a tsunami, making a whistling sound, surging towards the angelic sword in Michael's hand.

Finally, the light in the sky seemed to be sucked out, and the world fell into darkness again, but the angelic sword in Michael's hand was so brilliant that people couldn't open their eyes.

"Slash!" With a loud shout, the holy sword in Michael's hand slashed down, and the rich power seemed to tear the entire heaven and earth in half.

Lucifer had no choice, and the greatsword that landed beside him quickly flew up in front of him without even needing him to greet him. Block all the dazzling sword rays.

"Click... A small cracking sound sounded, but in this suddenly silent world, this small sound was as piercing as the sound of a car horn outside the window.

"So, what are you waiting for? Good and evil, do you really see it so right, not to mention what is good and what is evil, do you want to continue to stay in such a paradise! The little devil roared, and the fierce wind blew his clothes to the chase, "Don't hesitate any longer, it's time to pay back what the world owes you." Because this... It was you! ”

"Me? This is me? … That's me! Yes! In an instant, his head seemed to be torn apart, and the imprint of the flood seemed to awaken in his mind, and those originally unfamiliar pictures were inexplicably familiar.

Michael raised his greatsword, and Lucifer's sword shattered. With a faint smile on his face, Michael walked up to him, "Sorry, you lost?" ”

He held the sword in both hands and plunged the angelic holy sword into Lucifer's heart, the golden blood fell down the blade little by little, and the white petals that inexplicably appeared in the sky witnessed such a funeral.

"Is this really the ending you want? In this world, no one is qualified to kill you! "The little devil's eyes were dark, like a devil without pupils.

"No... It's not, it's not the end I want. Wu Yu was a little dazed, but he shook his head violently, like a child happily shaking a rattle.

"Since this is not the ending you want, then let me see what the ending you want looks like, let me see how strong the real you are!"

The giant sword in front of Lucifer was completely covered in the cracks, and then collapsed violently, turning into pitch-black fragments.

"I once said that my sword is mine, and the sword will die and I will die." Above the sky, Lucifer slowly raised his head, and at the same time, the young man kneeling on the ground also raised his face.

As if the two figures magically fused together, he slowly got up from the ground, and a hideous smile came out of his face, "Where is good and evil in the world." Since there is no justice in this heaven, I am afraid that there is no evil in hell as you say. ”

Wu Yu didn't know why he said these words, as if they had always existed in his mind, and they didn't need to think about it at all, they had always existed.

"What the hell are you talking about?" Michael frowned slightly, and looked at Lucifer who was babbling nonsense in front of him, "But as you said, the sword is dead, so at this moment, the sword is broken, you should break it yourself." ”

"No, you're wrong." Lucifer suddenly laughed, laughing so contemptuously, "You didn't understand what I meant, I mean the sword will die and I will die, and the sword will be broken." But now that I'm not dead, how can the sword be broken! ”

"Actually, you say I'm forcing you, but why aren't you forcing me?" Lucifer stood up and looked at the debris that had fallen to the ground, "I'm sorry, my brother. ”

The fragments of the sword slowly rose, like stars, and suddenly glowed with a faint light.

"It is true that the priest gave you the angelic sword, but perhaps he will never know that the sword in my hand is no longer the one he gave me." The fragments of the sword were put back together, and this time the fog that surrounded the sword was completely gone, and nothing remained.

Lucifer's eyes froze, his palm turned into a knife, and he directly slashed his wrist, and black and purple blood flowed out along his veins.

"How is that possible! What exactly did you do. Michael looked at Lucifer in front of him, his face was stunned, as an angel, his blood must be golden, but at this moment, Lucifer's blood is as black as a ball of ink, and in this dark blood, it is still mixed with a bright purple gold.

The blood poured into the broken sword in front of him like a spring, and the dead sword was resurrected.

The slender sword body is just like the legendary fish intestine sword, and the blood groove on the sword body makes people can't help but feel cold on their backs. If the Angel Holy Sword is a divine sword with absolute deterrent power, then the sword in front of Lucifer at this moment is definitely just a killing weapon.

Although the sword had no bright spots, Michael's expression was full of shock, and at this moment he looked at Lucifer's expression as if he had always been a devil, because the sword in front of him was so familiar to him that he couldn't even forget it when he slept and dreamed.

Of course, this familiarity does not mean that he has ever had it, but he always remembers what the priest said, "There are three things in the world: gods, men and demons, and people have never quarreled with the world, so you don't need to worry." But the demons will always have great ambitions, because they want to escape from hell from the day they are born. And what our God has done is to suppress the demons so that they will never escape. ”

"But the battle between our gods and demons has always been a draw, but now the reason why the Protoss can defeat the Demon Clan is only because the holy relics in the Demon Race have been lost for many years, and the holy relics of our Protoss, that is, the Angel Holy Sword in your hand, have always been carefully kept."

He will never forget it, and at that time he was still a little naΓ―ve and asked, "What is the holy relic of the demon race?" ”

And at that time, the name that the priest said, and the appearance of the holy object, made him really remember it for the rest of his life.

"Seven deadly sins!" (To be continued.) )