With a bit of holiness and majesty, it looked unusually bleak, like an old man whose thoughts were old and stagnant, stubbornly clinging to his ideas that seemed somewhat ridiculous now.

Luo Xiao frowned slightly, felt the aura around him, and suddenly turned his head to the side of Fei Mu and Eagle Feather next to him and spoke, "The creator probably felt our breath, and there are already angels nearby who are starting to approach, you two go and stop it, and I will solve the problem with him." ”

Eagle Feather Feimu responded, the wings behind him flapped, and he quickly left here, intercepting in two directions.

Only Luo Xiao and Chu Ci were left to continue to walk forward like this.

All the way into the palace, completely unimpeded.

Loshaw was right.

It is true that the power of the creator has completely disappeared with the power of the imitation archangel before, and has been weakened to a point where even simple defense cannot be achieved now.

Step by step to the majestic hall.

A gray-haired man dressed in white and surrounded by a golden striped robe, holding a golden scepter, sat in the highest position at the front, looking at the two of them condescendingly.

There was no special emotion in that face, and the Westernized appearance roughly showed the vigor of his youth.

But now he's just the end of the crossbow.

This face has completely betrayed him.

As a creator, the younger he looks, the more he means that his lilang is at his peak, and now he is clearly coming to the end.

Luo Xiao also didn't have any other emotions on his face, just looked at him and said lightly, "It's you who lost." ”

The old man sitting there chuckled, his voice old and mocking, "I really didn't expect that I would be defeated by the best child I had ever created......

"I didn't expect that you would be so eager that you would even use this method."

I don't know if this sentence poked the sensitive nerve of the old man who has always claimed to be upright and righteous and the representative and incarnation of justice in front of everyone.

His eyes widened suddenly, his fingertips tightened, the green tendons on the back of his hand were violent, he clenched the golden scepter in his hand, looked at Luo Xiao in front of him, raised his hand to lift the scepter for a moment, and then moved it fiercely on the ground.

A crisp sound rang out, and his voice finally couldn't maintain the calm it had just now, but was a little crazy.

"You think you really won?! I tell you, you are the embodiment of evil and darkness, and everyone will spit on you, insult you, and put on you whatever you have done or have not done, and you represent hell...... And even if I dissipate, I will eventually be believed by everyone, and even if someone knows about these things, they will not think that it is my fault, after all, the darkness is meant to be destroyed. ”

His eyes widened.

"Really?" Loshaw remained indifferent to these words, "It's really sad." ”

I don't know if I'm saying it's sad, or if it's sad that the creator is still on this kind of thing even to death.

Chu Ci pinched his fingertips and tilted his head, "This means that I can't live anymore, but I have to say something cruel to support the field, and it seems that my loss is not so ugly, isn't it?" ”