Verse 928 The harvest of the fallen angels
The wind blew over the square.
Blowing away the dust and lifting the veil of the enemy.
There was silence.
Many inquisitors looked at the five intruders vigilantly, their eyes complicated. They pay attention to the strength of the enemy, but pay more attention to the attitude of the enemy.
There were only five enemies, and the Inquisitors numbered thousands. I don't know what Lu Dao is for, but at this moment, the judge feels that he is the weaker party. The five enemies in front of them, who were probably planetary, even if they were just standing there, felt like a wall to them.
Wall of Sighs.
This is the breath of a strong man...... The inquisitors suddenly realized. Even if their strength goes further, they have already opened up a gap with the enemy in front of them in terms of mentality and will. While they were cautiously on guard, the enemy was laughing and communicating. It's like going on a wild trip.
They didn't see the Inquisitor as an enemy at all, or rather, the Inquisitor was not qualified to be their enemy.
This is undoubtedly an insult.
However, of course.
On the throne, Trius frowned, he was not interested in participating in this farce, in his opinion, this was the square of the Knights Templar, no matter who wanted to fall into the favor, but he didn't expect the result to be like this. The sight of the Knights of the Templars, cowering in front of five enemies, gave him a sense of sadness at dusk.
The evil Royal Knights have drained the blood of the younger generation of the Boca people......
"This year's selection, let's forget it." He tilted his head and said to the attendant next to him. "I don't need to face the enemy's waste, and I don't need to believe in evil. The Boca need a true elite, not cowardly cowards and stupid arrogance. ”
"Remember, pride is built on self-confidence. If they themselves have lost it, they should not pray again......"
"Your Highness, please give them another chance." The attendant bowed his head, as if he had not seen the scene in the square. "These people have come to this day with great difficulty. Although they don't have the elite of the evil highness, we don't have much time now. Your Highness will not wait patiently for your ......"
Trius frowned again, he knew what the Dao attendant was reminding him of. These young people are already the elites he can find this time, and if they are wasted, I believe that the next one will be even worse.
Thinking of this, Trius suddenly felt a little ridiculous. When did the captain of his dignified Knights of the Templars become so embarrassed? Can't even recruit real brave people? Is it because they don't have enough prestige, or have the Boca people lost their original will?
Some are discouraged. Trius finally agreed to the squire's suggestion and said below.
"A test, kill them. Pass, fail, eliminate. ”
In a short sentence, more than one word, Trius didn't bother to say. He felt that it would be a waste to talk to these cowards for a while.
But it was such a simple sentence, but it suddenly ignited the fire of war in the hearts of the judges, the fanatical fighting intent!
Actually, Trius was wrong. He is always holding people to his own standards. But he wouldn't have thought that how many people in the Boca clan today would be able to compare with him and the evil? His so-called cowards are already the best of the younger generation of the Boca people.
The silence just now was not fearful, but shocking.
And now. It's the shame and anger that just now.
"The name of His Highness Trius, how can you savages praise it!" One of the Inquisitors suddenly shouted and charged. He ignored the fangs in front of him. It's as if there is only one enemy left in the entire world, Little Boxi. The pure light force instantly formed a storm, and actually pulled out a long white tornado behind him.
Little Posey's eyes lit up. Smile cutely.
It's been a long time since there's really a fight. Although this opponent is still a little unqualified in her eyes, it ...... You have to do something, don't you? The smell of blood is so tempting, there are a thousand people here. It should be enough for her and her sister to take a shower, right?
So the next moment, her smile was still reflected in the eyes of her opponents, but her figure suddenly disappeared without a trace. The Inquisitor froze. Before I could react, I suddenly felt a pain in my chest. A white and tender palm actually pierced out. Between the fingers of the palm, there is also a small piece of crystal.
The Inquisitor was stunned for a moment, only to realize that it was his core. Then he let out a terrible scream and turned into scattered points of light.
The Boca people are theoretically immortal, as long as there is a nucleus. It may be that once the nucleus is lost, they will collapse completely, and it will not even be possible to return to the light.
"No blood......" Posey looked disappointed as he watched his opponent collapse in front of him. She longed for a feast, but she didn't expect to encounter a group of bloodless enemies.
Without blood, what feast is there to talk about? What kind of to talk about?
But...... The psionic particles in the air also smell good. Little Posey sniffed intoxicated with his eyes closed. Then smiled at the other Inquisitors, revealing a mouthful of glittering white teeth.
"Sister, lately, but I really need these things to restore my bloodline...... Since you don't have blood, make up for it with it. ”
As he spoke, little Posey's tuxedo armor suddenly turned purple, and a blood-colored wing spread out behind his back. At the same time, Mia's princess dress armor on the other side also turned red, and a black wing spread out behind her back.
One blood wing, one black wing, looks so eye-catching and abrupt on the battlefield. Trius's gaze changed suddenly. Said suddenly. "The test is canceled, all back!"
But it's too late......
Almost at the same time as the two wings opened, the sky above the temple suddenly lost its light. Endless dark clouds swirled and descended on this sacred mountain. There was a faint wail and laughter inside. With the twin siblings as the center, the space within a radius of nearly a kilometer came to a standstill at the same time. All the judges in the realm are frozen like wooden clay sculptures.
And in the middle of them, little Posey, dressed in a purple tuxedo, waved his left hand horizontally, grabbing the void.
A blood-colored light flashed, and a large, long scythe appeared in his hand.
"In the name of the Ninth Supreme Heaven, Blood Angel......" Little Posey lowered his head and smiled evilly.
"Harvest!"
"In the name of the seventh highest heaven, bury the angels......" Mia smiled similarly, raising her right hand to the sky.
"Requiem!"
Qiang !!
A blood-colored streamer of light swirled around the middle of the square like the scythe of the Grim Reaper. Then the entire world changed its appearance in the whirlpool, and the color representing life disappeared in an instant, leaving only the gray and white of a black and white photograph. The next moment, the solidified space shattered, bursting out with white light.
That's all Boca's psionic power...... But at this moment, they rushed to Mia's raised right hand......
Wheat field of fallen angels.
Always reaping in death. (To be continued......)