The archangels finally understood why a small person deserved the attention of the god of light and the oracle.

This is indeed a small person, yes, but there is an element in this little person that makes heaven qualitatively transformed.

Get him, analyze the secrets of him, the angels will evolve in essence, and the foundation of heaven will be stronger.

At the current volume of Heaven, 1%, no, even 0 ... 01% of the evolution is a leap forward, not to mention the evolution of the essence.

It is likely that a new species will be born, and a new rank, or even a new race, will appear above the current two-winged angels, four-winged angels, seraphims, and archangels.

No archangel is stupid enough to stifle the new forces, and the only thing they can do is to behave positively and try to fit into the new hierarchy.

The body of Seraphim is indeed noble and powerful, but it is not impossible to abandon.

For example, the creature in the world below.

Everything is for a higher level of evolution, a more perfect essence of life.

"Heal Angel, protect his life, don't let him die unexpectedly."

A Seraphim nodded heavily.

If death is the existence that all things fear, then she is the existence that countless gods of death fear.

No life can wither before her.

"Hidden Angel, you will cast spells and bless your heirs; Empty angels, send your heirs to the nether realm to hunt. ”

Hearing this, the archangels immediately chose the best and finest offspring from behind them.

The rest of the offspring were not hunted.

The chosen offspring were all excited, and whether they succeeded or failed, at least they were eligible to participate in the hunt.

And this hunt is an oracle issued by the God of Light, even if you fail to get the prey in the end, you can show your face in front of the God of Light.

What if the god of light thinks he's handsome?

Swish!

Nearly a hundred figures appeared in the world of the sheep-headed god at the same time.

Their bodies froze for a moment, apparently the will of the world was checking.

The magic of the hidden angel took effect, and the will of the world failed to find the slightest abnormality, and the invisible coercion was like a tide, and it came and went quickly.

Like an insect in amber, it regained its vitality after a moment of stasis, stretched its body stiffly, and then became more and more agile and vigorous.

There was no greeting, let alone discussion, and nearly a hundred gods swooped down at the same time, and they even showed their magical powers while diving.

Their goal is clear – to chase the deer.

Capture that creature alive and sacrifice it to the God of Light.

In order to achieve this goal, at all costs, by all means.

The moment they are chosen, they understand what they are doing, and even more so what they are about to face.

The wind of death is always with me.

But if it succeeds, it is a gift from the God of Light.

Rumble!

The descendants of the Speed Angels rushed the fastest, like a dawn that pierced the sky, instantly piercing the three angels.

They were the low-level angels who had besieged Perfect One before.

"This ...... How can it be ......"

Reinforcements came, but they were the first to kill.

The other archangels' descendants are similar, and they don't pay attention to the low-level angels when they fly or cast magic spells.

The only feeling is that it's in the way.

Rampage, rubbing to death, touching to death.

At the same time, the leader of the World Outer Battle was already trembling and retreating.

His movements are light.

Careful.

However, he was surrounded by archangels.

There may be people who can make small moves right under their noses, but definitely not the lowliest angels.

Click!

The Angel of Killing pinched his neck with one hand.

"Kindly let you watch the battle, but you don't cherish it, hey, it's a pity."

The leader grabbed the angel's wrists with both hands, kicked his legs desperately, shook his head, and kept his eyes shaking from side to side.

He wanted to plead, but he couldn't say a word, not even a vague uh-huh.

He doesn't know the style and means of killing angels, but how can someone who can be named "killing" be a good person.

I didn't break my neck as expected, and I didn't get pinched and my head exploded.

He was greeted by the big mouth with stubble of the Angel of Slaughter, which had the brightness of flaming red lips, but not the sexiness of flaming red lips.

The lips were imprinted on his mouth, and immediately, indescribable things surged and flooded from his body, and flowed towards his mouth with strange power.

The last thought in the leader angel's mind was that I was going into his body.

The nightmare is far from over.

After entering the body of the Killing Angel, he was greeted by a cruel and inhumane death.

He was copied into 10,000 instances, and there was only one enemy in front of "him".

Kill!

Die!

Kill!

Die......

Soon, he died ten thousand times.

At first, he became more and more courageous, feeling that he was not without a chance, but as the number of deaths increased, he gradually became numb.

When.

His fighting spirit fell with his weapons.

"Boring!"

The Angel Spat in disgust, and then threw out the rag-like sack of corpse in his hand.

From his kiss, it was only a few seconds, but for the person he kissed, it was a lifetime.

A shadow that you can't get out of for a lifetime, a nightmare that you can't get rid of for a lifetime.

The soldiers who surrendered without a fight, the angels did it.

At the same time, the gods below began a fierce competition.

It's like a ball game with 100 people.

It's a pity that Perfect No. 1 is not a ball, he can run, jump, and smash people.

The Divine Descendant of the Speed Angel grabbed it, and the holy light in his palm bloomed, like a prison shrouded in Perfection One.

Hold the cards in one hand!

As for how to get rid of the competitors, the Divine Descendants of the Speed Angels are not worried.

Wait a minute!

The palm did catch the target, but it didn't capture it as he hoped.

The other party is like a boulder, a mountain-like boulder.

Even if it is really a mountain, the divine descendant of the Speed Angel is confident that he will pull it up, after all, he was born a god and has extraordinary talents, coupled with a long period of cultivation, not to mention that it is still possible to blow up a world and a city with one punch.

However, the prey in the palm of his hand did not move at all, even if he continued to increase his strength, there was still no sign of shaking.

Wait, that's ......

The Divine Descent of the Speed Angel narrowed his eyes.

He saw a formless, massless, colorless aura around the prey, that is, he was so close that he could see it.

The aura slowly rotated along a strange trajectory, not disturbed by external objects, nor invaded by external forces.

Your own power is absorbed and blocked by this aura, and how much power you exert will give back how much resistance it has.

Damn it!

I don't believe it......

It's a pity that with a loud bang, the Speed Angel Divine Descent exploded out of thin air.

He forgot that this was not a tug-of-war, this was not a battlefield for two people, and there were more than ninety competitors behind him.

out of this world.

The speed angel's face darkened, and his eyes were full of anger.

is not only angry that his descendants are embarrassed, but also angry that other gods are ruthless, and angry at the angels who stand by.

As if sensing the anger of the speed angel, the healing angel spread his hands.

"I'm wholeheartedly protecting my prey...... What's more, my godborn is also hunting. ”

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