Another six-winged demigod!

Lady Grace stared at the beautiful and holy Seraphim, her face gloomy. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

When she was in Yupple, she suspected that the god of the Templars, the Sun God, came from the New World, and once targeted the Sun God, trying to exacerbate the conflict between the Templars, the Griffin Kingdom, and the God of Truth, forcing the Sun God out, but unfortunately the Cult of Truth's intervention plan failed.

After coming to the New World to absorb 3,000 years of historical information from the long river of fate, Lady Grace discovers that Merica only has the so-called Nine Pillars God, and there is no god called the Sun God at all.

There is no trace of the sun god in the outer void of Yupla and Yasha, and Merika still does not have the sun god, so where is he?

Adam's mystery in her mind reached its peak, and she had been unable to make any prophecies about Adam and think of the God of Truth, so Mrs. Grace couldn't help but kill Adam while he was still fully grown.

She has a changeable mind, and she kills when she says she wants, but Adam is not weak at all, and he actually summons a six-winged demigod again in front of a true god and a demigod, and he is a brand new one!

How can this kind of thing be endured by Mrs. Grace, who likes to hold everything in her hands and often watches the future with prophetic faction spells? Adam's unforeseen unknowns are for Mrs. Grace a variable of fate and the future, which makes her extremely curious and terrified.

Where did he come from?

And who is the sun god?

Even the truth of the year had never brought her such a psychological shock - the nihilism of fate was an explanation. Anyway, it's friend or foe, so let's just kill this six-winged demigod together!

While Mrs. Grace was thinking, the six wings of Raphael, the angel of the gospel who had just arrived, flapped slightly, and her body exuded a holy light like water, flowing outward in waves.

In just an instant, the Ark Holy Light that had cracked under Fett's attack was all repaired, and then he raised the cross scepter in his hand and pointed at the divine light pressed by Fett, and a bright beam of holy light rushed out.

Everyone present had seen this milky light, whether it was Teresa, Adam, or another six-winged demigod of the day, who was very comfortable with this pure light energy, but no one had ever been able to match the light emitted by this female six-winged demigod in the essence of light.

This light is so pure, bright, and beautiful, exuding the softest and most beautiful halo in the world, absolutely bright! In their eyes, everything else in the world disappeared at this moment, leaving only a milky white light.

The angels of the Gospel are powerful and glorious!

The Holy Glory emitted, and with a pop, the hazy divine light was suddenly purified into the tiniest particles and dissipated into the air.

"Huh?" Dietney was a little surprised to see this scene.

Fett was the first of the three sisters to become a god, and had already condensed the prophetic priesthood, the true god rank. Whether it is strength or rank, it is far above this six-winged demigod.

Even if the three of them were not known for frontal combat because of the limitations of their priesthood, it was still beyond her expectation that the divine light of a true god would be broken so easily.

Fett was also a little surprised, but before she could make a move, Raphael's wings flapped again, and a brilliant light burst into the void around her.

At the moment when the holy light swept through, sacred and ethereal chants rang out in all directions, singing praises to God, praising God, embracing the supreme good, giving up the struggle, and freeing from suffering.

At first, these holy lights only loomed in the ears, murmuring, and soon they were high-pitched and loud, as if sounding in the bottom of their hearts, making people involuntarily immersed in beautiful songs.

Fett, who had just wanted to make a move, heard the chant, his movements froze slightly, and the divine light on his fingertips dissipated, and he couldn't even think of continuing to fight for a while.

How could there be such a weird way of attacking?

Fett frowned and stared at Raphael, who had a beautiful and holy face.

Circles of holy light radiated from the six-winged demigod like ripples of water, and the sacred and ethereal chant was transmitted from these holy lights, enveloping the entire surrounding area and bringing it into its sphere of influence.

Although she, the true god, instantly broke free from the strange thought of not wanting to fight, when she wanted to continue to attack, under the influence of the gospel hymns, there was a trace of unbearable in her heart, as if it was really a great rebellion to continue fighting under such beautiful songs.

Of course, it was only for a brief moment that she once again suppressed this absurd thought.

Then something weird happened.

Whenever she had any idea of attacking or fighting, that ridiculous thought would be born again. Fighting, stopping, two diametrically opposed thoughts magnified into irreconcilable contradictions in the bottom of her heart, repeating and endlessly, making her overwhelmed.

Only when she concentrates her full energy can she completely block out the sometimes soothing and sometimes high-pitched chants from the air.

Even the true god Fett, who was caught off guard, was unable to continue the fight under the influence of Raphael's gospel hymns, not to mention the mages of Dietney, Grace, and Dimensional Tallinn.

Now there is still a trace of the idea of killing Adam in the back of Mrs. Grace's heart, which has long been filled with ethereal chants, pure and beautiful. Streams of black smoke came out of her body and curled into the air, the anger and murderous intent that had been dispelled by the gospel hymns.

The mage, who was a little less powerful, even began to repent of why he was so willing to fight before under the influence of the aftermath of the gospel hymns, and the fragile ones were swallowed up by regret, kneeling on the ground and weeping bitterly, tears streaming down their faces.

"Enough!" Fett shouted, and together with Dietney, pulled Lady Grace out of her eerie state.

Fett quickly made the decision not to entangle with Adam anymore, this ability of the Gospel Angel is simply disgusting, and it is just a waste of time to continue pestering.

She was sure to break through the Serap's strange abilities and kill her, but they didn't have much time to exist in Merica, only one day, and it wasn't worth wasting their time and energy on Adam and the Serap.

For Grace, Dietney and Fit, who had been waiting for two epochs, the purpose of coming to Merica was very clear: to hunt down a native god and use his bones to help Grace ignite the divine fire and ascend to the throne.

What's more, in Fett's view, Adam, who has a mysterious origin, has already confronted the God of Truth because of the magical priesthood, and with a little guidance in the future, it may not be able to really intensify the contradiction between the two. Regardless of the outcome, whether the God of Truth wins, the Templar Adam survives, or both, they only have to reap the benefits.

In just a moment, the three sisters had already communicated through consciousness and made a decision.

Fett's body flickered, turning into a hazy light that swept up Lady Grace and disappeared into the sky, leaving Dietney looking at Adam with a smile.

Dietney had long since finished the battle with Garon—in fact, she had been on the defensive—and now had no intention of attacking or fighting, so the hymn fell on her ears and had no effect except a beautiful sound.

The voice of the angel Raphael, the angel of the Gospel, sounded in Adam's heart: "My lord, the one who has just left is a true god who holds the priesthood of prophecy, and what remains here is a demigod in the realm of prophecy. ”

"Romano's legendary prophet?" Adam finally searched in his mind for a suitable person, but he was not sure.

Dietney stepped forward: "A long time ago. ”

Although it had been less than a year since the Divine Fire was lit, she had long since been eager to abandon the title.

Now, she's the god of prophecy!

"It's okay." Adam looked at the graceful Dietney and commanded the angel of the Gospel, "Kill her!" ”

There were only three chances for Adam to summon the angel's true form to come, because the sudden arrival of the three Lady Grace sisters had to summon the angel to come again to protect themselves.

When summoning the Dawn Angel Uther, he teamed up with the Space Lord God to kill the incarnation of the will of the God of War, gaining 60% of the career progress, and this time he couldn't return in vain, so he could kill a demigod again, otherwise an opportunity would be wasted.

"Adam, may I say one more word?" Dietney looked at Adam like a vexatious child, unconcerned about a possible impending attack, and her voice was very gentle.

But Adam knew that the other person was not looking at him, but at another person through him.

"You can try."

The angel of the Gospel lifted the scepter, and the tip of the scepter was once again born with the most holy glory that was pure and bright.

"You're not the first to enter Merica."

"I know." The Gospel Angel aims the Cross Scepter at Dietney. "Archmage Colin of the Siser Empire, the strongest under the stars, is the Supreme Mage of Merika Dimension Tallinn."

"You know that there is still a very long way to go to the truth, let's say that he is not dead at all."

"What?" The elders of Dimension Tallinn looked at each other, according to the records of Tallinn's classics, the Supreme Mage did fail to ignite the divine fire and was burned into a ball of ashes by the divine fire, how could he not die.

If the god in front of him hadn't lied, it would have been even more ridiculous. Dimensional Tallinn, which is the sacred place of Merika's orthodox space mages, actually needs an outsider to correct the misinformation that they have passed down for thousands of years.

"Archmage Colin isn't dead?"

"Of course, it's not easy to want him to die." Dietney covered her mouth and smiled, "Whether it is the strongest person under the stars or the supreme mage, it is an insignificant identity of Colin. ”

Unworthy?

The elders of Dimension Tallinn had already learned from Adam about Archmage Colin's deeds in Yupler, and if such an identity was insignificant, then how amazing Colin's true identity must be!

A possibility flashed through the Legendary Elders' minds, and they were immediately frightened by their own thoughts.

Isn't it, is it really the same as they think?

Adam also frowned, there was only one person who could have a higher status than the Archmage and the Supreme Mage.

That's the gods!

"Who is it?"

Dietney's body, like her sister, turned into a hazy light, and disappeared in an instant, leaving two words in its place.

"Protector of the Bossi Empire!"

"Say hello to Arros for me." (To be continued.) )