Not all angels have wings, only angels of the 'Holy Rank' have wings, such as the Seraphic Angel Gabriel, who is at the highest level of the 'Holy Class'.

That's why, Russell used the stigmata of Asmontis to remain unchanged, while the energy of Gabriel grew a pair of wings. Because Asmantis was not of enough class, before the Fall, he was a wingless angel.

In essence, angels are gods, disembodied spirit beings. Therefore, Russell's energy can not be explained by the power of an angel, what he deducted is divinity!

In other words, as long as Gabriel does not take back his divinity, Russell is a god who can enter and exit heaven.

Considering that the divinity is pure and cannot tolerate the existence of evil, he will not be a god for long, and maybe after this battle, the divinity will run almost away.

Fluttering! Fluttering!

Russell flapped his wings on his back, and it felt quite funny.

The wings of light incarnated by divinity, symbolic more than practical, although they can also fly, and fly fast, they are actually status symbols, and the high angels use them to pretend.

In a world where religion prevails, how can this force be pretended, Lucian and the others knelt reverently, looked up at the wings behind Russell, and were excited.

They had long guessed that Russell was an angel who had descended to earth, and now that they saw the pair of wings that symbolized the sacred, they were excited and frantically praised their intelligence.

Got the right person!

Several dark creatures touched the cross mark on the back of their hands, and secretly said that this wave of investment is not a loss, and the stepping stone to heaven is in hand.

Amelia looked at Russell's back, her heart fluttered, recalling what Russell said before, if you want to enter heaven, you can only rely on your own efforts, she thinks this sentence is very reasonable......

Rumble———

Divine light descended from the sky, countless darkness crisscrossed the battlefield, and violent energy surges swept around, and in a short time, the sky became three feet higher.

Asmontis wielded the Black Flame Greatsword, slashing down clouds of scarlet dark energy, death black smoke in parallel, red energy balls like flowers blooming in the dark, enchanting and charming, but with the most vicious curse.

The gates of hell were destroyed, and Asmontis was defeated in this battle, regardless of whether he won or lost, but he was not reconciled and wanted to pollute Gabriel's will and make him fall and save some face.

The divinity returned to the body, Gabriel's strength was incomparable, and the sword of judgment slashed down, only to see a ray of light running through the sky, as if the boundary of time and space had been stilled, and the violent dark energy bowed down and disappeared without a trace.

The wind howled, and a ray of moonlight shrouded Gabriel's three pairs of wings, leaving an afterimage in place, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of Asmantis.

The two swords collided, and the light and darkness clashed violently, and the aftermath of energy changed the celestial phenomena, causing lightning to travel back and forth through the clouds. The gloomy sky stirred up a whirlpool at some point, like an upside-down ocean, ready to pour down at any moment.

With a sword shadow composed of holy light, the sea was split in two, collapsed and shattered, and the moonlight fell back on the earth.

The sky was shattered, the aura of slaughter on the earth was unprecedentedly strong, and the oppressive atmosphere that penetrated deep into the soul made it difficult for the onlookers to breathe, and they just wanted to escape from this place.

The strength is poor, and I don't even have the qualifications to watch!

Russell was suspended in mid-air, motionless, not daring to move.

He found a very bad thing, the angelic power belonging to Gabriel in the stigmata was constantly draining, and the greater the movement, the faster the loss would be, even if he didn't move, it could only slow down the loss slightly.

Gabriel alone can suppress Asmantis, and Russell knows that if he stays any longer, he will basically have nothing to do.

Asmontis was beheaded, and the world mission could not be completed, or he could run to Hell and kill and forcibly take Asmantis's head.

Obviously, this is not scientific!

"The world has the law of both, and it lives up to its ......"

Russell crepe recited a poem, raised his hand and pulled out a holy light sword from the void, there is no best of both worlds in the world, although ten thousand are reluctant, they can only give up the power of angels.

Thundered!!

High in the air, Asmantis gradually lost his strength, and let out an unwilling roar with a fierce expression.

The Black Flame Greatsword was like a stormy wave, frantically slashing out black shadows, staggered and superimposed layer by layer, drawing into an impenetrable net, locking all the directions that Gabriel could dodge.

Withstanding this wave of attacks, Gabriel was basically victorious, and he himself knew it, and his long sword was raised high, slashing out condensed holy light one after another, facing the great net that covered the sky.

In an instant, half of the sky was filled with black two-colored, and in the violent roar, the spatial rift wantonly swallowed energy, stirring up the mountains below.

Asmantis's eyes showed a fierce light, and the speed of swinging his sword became faster and faster, and each collision shook Gabriel's figure back a hundred meters, and after hundreds of fights in a row, the hideous color on his face became more and more fierce.

"Die ......"

Asmontis let out a loud shout, and in the middle of his sentence, he snapped back and turned to raise his sword to block.

Russell held the sword in both hands, and pressed Asmontis to fall a hundred meters in the air, a flash of disappointment flashed in his eyes, the sneak attack was not successful, and it will not be so easy next time.

Asmontis was furious, glanced at the light wings behind Russell, a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes, and he barely suppressed his anger: "The new face of heaven, who are you?" ”

Russell followed Gabriel's example and put on a cold face: "Asmantis, sinner blasphemous of the Lord, meet the judgment!" ”

"Just you?"

Asmontis laughed angrily, Gabriel said that it was no problem, but Russell was a green onion, and he dared to speak out in front of him.

"That's right, just ......"

Bang!!

Two silver-white giant wolves struck at a short distance, one left and one right, slapping Asmontis in the face, blowing his handsome face to the bottom of a black cauldron.

"Bastard!!"

Asmontis swept with a sword, splitting the rising black mist, and there was still Russell's figure in front of him, and at another glance, he was already standing beside Gabriel.

"Archangel, together?"

Gabriel stood with his sword in his hand, shook his head slightly when he heard the words, and said lightly: "Victory is not martial!" ”

it! If you don't get it, how can I rob people's heads?

Looking at the demon king in a rage, Russell was decisive and said with a righteous attitude: "Archangel, Asmantis is the demon king of hell, vainly opening the gates of hell to lead the world into the flames of war, there is no need to talk about winning against this kind of devil, and he should be killed immediately, so as not to endanger the world again." ”

Gabriel didn't speak, stared at Russell without saying a word, although his face was expressionless, but a few words could be seen on his face: You are not a good person either!

Russell was seen as ashamed, although angels have no substance, no gender, but the left side of the throne implied that Gabriel was female: "Archangel, I know I am very good, but you are like this...... Not quite right. ”

Gabriel's hand trembling with his sword, he flapped his wings and rushed towards Asmantis, and for a moment, Russell felt that the angelic power in his body was dissipating faster.

Alas, I have to disgust you to do it, and I don't like you if God did.

Russell snorted in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it, and slowly pressed towards the battlefield, gesturing back and forth with the Holy Light Sword on the periphery, and occasionally aiming at the vital parts of Asmantis, so that he could not be distracted and unable to fight Gabriel with all his strength.

It's a normal operation, two to one to make full use of the numerical advantage, and to deal with the bad guy, you have to be worse than him!