The Demon Sword Rebellion flew towards Michael with an ominous red light, and although the latter had fully dressed in armor and weapons, his face was still blurred, like a condensation of light, just as described in the myth.

Without saying another word, he silently swung a sword, and the scorching light erupted at the point where the rebellion collided with the lightsaber, and the pillar of light that descended shattered with a roar because it could not bear the ultimate power.

The dazzling and sacred white light directly flooded everyone below, and when the white light dissipated, a sky nearly 100 meters deep directly appeared on the ground below Michael, and the people who saw it trembling and frightened, those who had not seen the disobedient gods fighting against the godslayers, finally understood why the power of the king was supreme.

The Red Bronze Black Cross Magic Society, led by Paul Balonetree, was barely able to block the aftermath because of the powerful magic enchantment prepared in advance, and the personnel were evacuated, but in fact, the damage caused was only a building with a long history, of course, the main reason for this was the appearance of this one.

"Thank you very much for your help, Lady Aisha." Paul Brontree bowed sincerely to the gentle woman beside him.

is not only because of the identity of the other king, but also because of her kind character.

With a gentle smile, a beautiful face, and a white robe that resembles religious clothing, her personality is as kind and welcoming as her friendly smile.

As an ancient god-killer, Lady Aisha smiled gently, shook her head, and said, "You're welcome, just do some of your part." ”

She happened to travel the world to Italy, and was attracted by the terrifying aura that erupted from the Vatican, and after discovering that the war between the god killers and the disobedient gods might endanger ordinary people, she naturally resisted one or two with a good nature.

"Can you persuade us about the above?" asked Paul, cautiously.

If you could, you really don't want this war to start directly here, no matter who the final winner is, mortals will always be the biggest losers.

"It's a pity." Lady Aisha hesitated for a moment, shook her head and refused, "Rashly intervening in someone else's god-killing war may cause the hostility of this nascent god-killer, and I am afraid it will be even more chaotic." ”

When the "freshman" noticed the news contained in Mrs. Aisha's words, Paul gasped and was shocked in his heart, "What do you mean?"

"Yes, although I don't know how this godkiller directly seized the power of Gabriel, the god of disobedience, but at least he wasn't a godkiller before that." Lady Aisha's tone was firm, as an ancient god killer, she naturally had a good understanding of power, at least she was completely sure that the other party did not have the sense of power.

Paul was stunned and then instinctively excited, but years of fighting sharpened his character and he quickly calmed down.

Turning to look at the colleagues around him, he tried his best to hide the looks that he still couldn't completely hide, a look called ambition.

I can't help but feel a little decadent, who wouldn't be fanatical about holding the power of the gods with a mortal body

Human nature will have a fluke mentality, knowing that the other party is not a god killer but can have the power to rival the god killer, even Paul who has come all the way from the fight can't help but fantasize.

But how could it be so easy

For thousands of years, there have been a few mortals who have been able to truly match the god-killers so far

Not a single one.

Thinking of this, he looked back and saw Lady Aisha looking at him with admiration, and smiled self-deprecatingly.

Then focus on the war above the sky wholeheartedly, this is probably an extremely rare high-level fight, if you can gain something from it, even a little is enough to benefit a lot.

On the battlefield at the other end, the magic sword rebellion was defeated in the battle because of the lack of rear strength and flew out, the sword body was grabbed by one hand before it could fly far, and the peace that came out of the gap did not stop, and it was a smooth slash close to Michael, which obviously looked very casual, but both the angle and timing of the sword were close to the peak of the sword.

Paul and the others were fascinated by it, and compared it with the king of swords, and found that in addition to his imposingness, he was even slightly inferior

The aftermath of the terrifying magical impact wreaked havoc on everything around them, and even their magic enchantment would not have been able to resist it if it weren't for Lady Aisha's presence.

At the same time, although it was suppressed for a while by the violent attack of Anyi, the Monarch of Light did live up to his name, although he was not in charge of killing or war, but as the Vice-Monarch of the Heavenly Kingdom, he led the huge army of light to carry out many wars, large and small, and his combat ability was naturally not bad, although he was suppressed in the face of Anyi's attack, it did not give him any substantial advantage, and the red cross-like sword of light wielded impermeable, which can be called a textbook-level sword skill for defense.

Maybe he was tired of playing the attack game, and Anyi casually threw the rebellion away, and the big sword was inserted into the ground below, and some self-conscious guys tried to steal it, and they were directly shattered by the magic power emitted.

Its soul was consumed by rebellion, and the skull on the hilt of the sword flashed red, making it even more eerie.

With his right hand stretched out to his waist, a blue glow flashed, and a white-handled and black-sheathed sword appeared at his waist.

Gently push forward with your thumb on the jaw.

"Qiang"

For a moment, the world was silent, and only the aftermath of an unsheath echoed.

Anyone who heard this unsheathed sound, whether it was Paul and the others, Lady Aisha or Michael, felt an incomparably strong sense of death, as if they would be ruthlessly cut in half in the next second, and subconsciously stopped their movements and stared at Anyi.

And then

The knife returned to its sheath again.

"Tsk, I almost overdid it." Under everyone's gaze, An Yi pushed the Enma Knife back very calmly, "Okay, I'll leave it to you to solve it yourself, I won't rob other people's heads." ”

"Don't pretend, I've long found out that Dracula's careful thoughts, since your existence has become a foregone conclusion, how long will it take to huddle there alone?"

"Michael."

Behind him, pure light lit up, purer than the light on the titular Lord of Light, the Seraphic Michael.

Blonde-haired, golden-eyed, dressed in holy battle armor, with six pairs of radiant wings stretched, and holding a large sword like a red cross, the woman walked out almost exactly like Michael, the god of disobedience.

"I will transfer the power of Gabriel's light to you, and now the twin goddesses should have been constructed." An Yi nodded and patted the other party's shoulder, "You should be extremely complicated when you see this guy, you can do it yourself." ”

"Then," Anyi looked in other directions, and the Scarlet Knight and Nightmare walked out behind him one after another, flying in different directions, "I'm going to talk to these godkillers." ”

The gap opened, and An Yi, who was carrying the Enma Sword at his waist, stepped in, and then disappeared.

At the same time, Lady Aisha on the ground raised her head sharply, her eyes deep, "The other kings have arrived, too." ”

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