"Whew, whew, whew, continue, keep ......" Sophia gasped sharply, her breath filled with a rich sweet fragrance. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 The viscous liquid slips into the mouth and swells down the throat.

It was the blood of the enemy, and it was the blood of one's own.

"This is the smell of blood, this is the touch of blood, this is the ...... of blood" The dazzling red light in the girl's eyes shone more and more, and the rich scarlet holy light almost broke out of her body.

"That's not the true meaning of blood." A crisp female voice interrupted Sophia's fantasy.

The girl's long black hair was tied into a lively ponytail, and her waist hung from her waist with her unremarkable twin swords, and she carried a cracked cyan spear on her back. The well-behaved silver breastplate was engraved with the image of a weeping blood angel, and the twelve seven-colored wings behind him almost obscured half of the sky.

"Who are you!" Sophia's eyeballs were bloodshot, and the murderous aura pointed at the girl who suddenly appeared, as if she was going to pounce on it and chop the other party into minced flesh in the next moment.

"Princess Ben? Obviously a deputy patriarch, but he asked such a stupid question? The corners of the girl's mouth twitched, and the dim emerald marks in her eyes gradually radiated light.

"I don't care who you are, whoever stands in my way will die!" Sophia frantically tried to rush forward, but the sword in her hand didn't move as if it were fixed with space.

"Hmph, you want to use Princess Ben's sword against Princess Ben? Ignorant. The twelve eternal winged angels snorted coldly and made a move.

Without hesitation, Sophia's clenched twin swords broke away from her master and threw them into the girl's hands with a cheer. With a flick of her backhand, the sea of blood frozen in the sky rolled up with infinite rage, swallowing a group of winged birdmen who wanted to sneak attack in one gulp. By the time the sea of blood subsided, the winged birdmen had become the wraiths bound in it.

"This is a private matter within our clan, don't disturb outsiders."

The girl said as if she had done something trivial to me, then gazed at the sword in her hand and sighed.

"It's really pitiful, the degree of integration is so high."

"What the hell are you. Give me back my sword! Sophia flapped her wings frantically, but she couldn't move an inch in front of the girl.

"It's not your sword, princess Ben's vice-matriarch."

"That's my stuff!" Sophia howled wildly, and there was only one thought in her chaotic mind—

Reclaim the tools and continue your revenge.

"Your stuff?" The girl glanced at Sophia, "Could it be that your name is Chu Yuan?" What is the name of that princess? ”

There seems to be a calming magic in the girl's voice. Quietly soothed Sophia's deranged sanity.

"Are you...... Chu Yuan patriarch? ”

"Tsk, do you recognize it now, stupid deputy patriarch." Chu Yuan smacked his lips and said dissatisfiedly.

"I, what the hell is wrong with me?" Sophia tried to raise her hand, but was horrified to find that she had no strength. The blood light in his body was unprecedentedly full, but his body was like a dry pool, and it seemed that it was about to collapse in the next moment.

"Almost died, stupid." Chu Yuan stuffed the sword into Sophia's hand. frowned.

"I ......" Sophia opened her mouth in frustration, her thoughts in disarray.

"Just like this princess at the beginning, she is worthy of being the deputy patriarch of our bloody holy angel." Chu Yuan gently stroked the top of Sophia's head, and the scarlet holy light, which was so strong that it almost condensed into substance, slowly calmed down the riot of the homologous power in the other party's body.

"I'm sorry, Patriarch Chu Yuan, I shouldn't be like this." Sophia hung her head and looked at the angel in front of her with curiosity.

Is this the angel in the memory of the sword? Seem...... It's not quite what I imagined. The angel in my impression should be more manic, more tyrannical, and more bloody, and it shouldn't be so gentle. And the Crimson Light. Shouldn't it be eternally cold, and only bathed in blood will feel hot? Why is it so warm?

However, such a warm scarlet light is not bad.

"You're not sorry for Princess Ben. Look down for yourself, what is the expression of the person you want to protect? Chu Yuan said softly.

Sophia subconsciously looked down, and what came into view was Xiao Lan's worried face mixed with fear.

Why are you afraid?

"Because you didn't even want your own life for revenge, stupid."

"I'm ......" Sophia trembled uncontrollably, and the emotions that had just calmed down made waves again.

I was fed up with the loneliness of living alone, and it was my sister who gave me new warmth.

The warmth of home. The love that belongs to the loved ones, the new happiness that belongs to oneself.

But I ...... Does it worry her?

"Stupid deputy patriarch, Liu Li has already told you once, now listen to this princess!" Chu Yuan brutally pulled Sophia in front of him, looked directly into the other party's eyes, and said word by word: "Our bloody holy angel is a butcher. It's the executioner, it's the merciless killer! Because every drop of the enemy's blood brings hope to those we want to protect, because we ourselves are the dawn of others! ”

"Even if it's going to die?" Sophia's voice trembled.

Die.

I used to long for death, and I always wanted to be reunited with my family after death.

What now?

"That's right! When the blood runs dry, give this princess a ** to fight, and if the body collapses, give this princess a soul to bite, even if you die, you will die with the enemy! ”

"I can't die, my sister will be sad if I die!"

My happiness is there, and I can only grasp it if I am alive.

If you die, you'll be alone again!

"Yes, you're right. But what if our death will be a motivation for others to move forward, if our death can bring real hope to others? We, the angels, are always born for others! ”

"For the sake of others...... Sophia's eyes gradually brightened.

"Remember to Princess Ben, we who are alive must fight for the meaning of angels' existence, even if we die, we must die on the way forward in order to realize the meaning!"

"The life that exists for the sake of others is us! Isn't that right, Patriarch? Sophia grabbed Chu Yuande's shoulder tightly, and the light in her eyes was as bright as the sun.

"Yes, this is our angel, this is the glory of our angel alone!"

Sophia let go of her hand and bowed respectfully.

"I see, Patriarch."

I'm no longer alone.

A life that exists for the sake of others will always weigh two people!

Chu Yuan nodded with satisfaction: "That's right." Angels should be like angels. ”

Sophia straightened up, her hands on the hilt of her sword, and a flash of realization flashed in her heart. She suddenly pulled out her double swords and threw them at Chu Yuan, and said freely: "Patriarch, the sword is returned to you." ”

"Then you don't have a weapon?" Chu Yuan caught the double swords and tilted his head.

"That's your sword. Your sword has your target to protect, but it's not mine. Sophia looked down at Xiao Lan, the corners of her mouth curled up with a gentle arc, "That's it." ”

That's the happiness I should be protecting.

That's ...... My all.

Chu Yuan shook his head and smiled, and solemnly handed the sword to Sophia: "This has always been your weapon, when did it become the princess's?" ”

Sophia was slightly stunned.

The two ordinary swords gradually changed in the scorching fire, and the silver-white vines spread from the hilt to the cross-shaped gauntlet, and tiny blood thorns grew from them like living creatures, and finally turned into strange carvings covered with thorns.

"It's ......," Sophia stared blankly at the brand-new holy sword. The feeling of blood connection touched the atrium, as if he could recall them back to his hands at the slightest thought, no matter where they were.

And that's exactly what happened.

The two holy swords screamed and threw themselves into Sophia's hands with a roar of joy, and the blood thorns on them did no harm to her. But she knew that if she forgot her vow, the thorns would make her no longer able to hold them.

“thornsmyhand，bloodsmyheart…… (Thorns are in my hands, blood is in my heart)"

"Now. Are you still afraid of death? Chu Yuan tilted his head, and the emerald glow in his eyes burned like fire.

"I'm afraid. I'm scared. Sophia swung her sword and turned to face the enemy.

"But they can't kill me!"

Want to kill a real bloody holy angel?

Even if I writ my flesh, grind my bones, and break my soul, my sword will continue to fight! Even if the body is destroyed. My will will still flow in my sister's body as blood!

This is the true meaning of blood.

This is the meaning of my life!

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"Ah, you're going to be finished, old man."

The Pope sat down in his chair, cold sweat soaking through his shirt. The unknown being had been broadcasting the battle on the other side for him. It also made his mood fluctuate, and finally fell to the bottom.

That new angel can wipe out a team of winged people with a single move, how can this battle be fought? No, it's not a question of winning or losing now, it's about whether you can survive.

"Do you want us to continue to help you? Grandpa? ”

Like a drowning man grasping at a life-saving straw, the Pope roared and shouted: "Help me! ”

"Wow, call 'George' over there and ask him to prepare a new hymn."

A small women's flip phone suddenly appeared in front of the Pope's eyes, and the signal was full.

The Pope didn't care why the phone could still get through, and immediately called the unknown being at his command, repeating what the being had told him like a microphone.

When only a busy voice remained on the phone, the Pope let go of his hand weakly, allowing the phone to slip and disappear into the air.

"You, why are you doing this?"

"We're running out of time, so maybe this is the last festival, right? If you can, let's help one last time. ”

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"Yes, His Holiness the Pope." George turned off his phone, took a deep breath and said loudly, "Believers of the Lord, the time has come to offer your loyalty to God!" ”

The believers gathered around him were less than a tenth of the initial ones, but these were the most devout fanatics, who could not hesitate to kill for the sake of their faith, men and women, young and old, and even their own lives.

"George" got down on one knee and whispered a euphemistic song. The tune welled up in harmony in my mind, as if I had been singing it since I was born.

In his eyes, this was a "miracle."

The rest of the fanatics fell to their knees at the same time as "George" moved, blood gushing up their heads, and their faces were flushed with fanaticism.

The song crescendoes until it pierces through the clouds and echoes beneath the sky. It's as if there's only one voice in the world.

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"Huh?" Sophia was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt the air around her become viscous, as if she had fallen into the mud when she was a child. As time passed, the power of the restraint grew stronger, and she felt that she had to use all her strength to move her hands and feet.

"What kind of hymn is this?"

Equally puzzled was Michael, only in a different way than the restraint Sophia was subjected to. What she felt was strength, immense power. It was something she had been longing for since the moment she became an angel, something she had dreamed of.

Power.

"What a wonderful power." Michael closed his eyes in intoxication, feeling the surging divine power surging in his body, as if he was the Heavenly Father high up at this moment.

"Whatever the hymn is, don't try to trap me."

Sophia took a deep breath, and the scarlet light erupted. Bright red light overflowed from the body, burning like a raging fire. Blood-like light flowed down her hands towards the twin swords, instantly tearing apart the power that bound her.

"The barking of the defeated dog. It's disgusting to God. Michael's eyes were completely golden, cold without a trace of temperature.

"I said, Let there be light."

Boundless white light suddenly appeared, making it impossible for people to see. The light contained a terrifying temperature, burning the air around it almost instantly.

By the time the white light had dissipated, the vast area had been burned to the ground.

"Huh, blind?" Michael laughed mockingly.

Sophia crossed her arms in front of her, her silver-white armor reddening slightly in the heat. There was even the smell of barbecue in the air. Two streaks of blood flowed down her closed eyes and across her red cheeks. Converged under the jaw.

Can't see it?

But why, I can still see the colors?

Why, what flooded my eyes was still bright red!

"The light pierced our eyes—"

"The fire burns our bodies—"

"Will your heart be confused by the angel who manifests the gesture of holy prayer in the scarlet sea of blood?"

Even if you can't see it. Even if the flame is added, as long as my heart is still beating and my blood is still flowing, my life will still be firm!

Blood, unstoppable!

"Hmph. Then don't listen to the sound of other swords, just focus on the sound below! ”

The corners of Sophia's mouth curved slightly, and the holy sword cheered in her hand.

"Isn't that a matter of course?"

"This is the master below! Remember, down there are always your eyes, your limbs, your body, and the thorns that will always wrap around your heart! Recite the name below, and let the glory of blood spread over the earth—"

"Holy Sword. Sophia's Heart of Thorns! ”

The vines on the holy sword in her left hand grew wildly at Sophia's voice, crawling all over her body along the hilt. Tiny spikes pierced the skin, sucking up the hot blood beneath it.

Michael snorted dissatisfiedly: "Still laughing?" Then try this. ”

"I say, you are invincible!"

The winged birdmen rushed up as if they had been beaten with blood, and the speed was even faster than when they first appeared.

A whole new world unfolds before Sophia's eyes. Every future movement of the enemy turned into a phantom and emerged, covering the sky in layers. Such a large amount of information seemed to be well organized under the Holy Sword, and it would not interfere with the cognition of its own master in the slightest.

Sophia easily dodged the knife and slashed off the opponent's head with a return hand. No matter how violent the enemy's offensive was, she coped with it with ease, but the opponent's battle damage was getting higher and higher.

"Is that your voice?"

"No, it's a duet between the lower and the master!"

"Strange ......" Michael frowned, that purebred angel gave him a completely different feeling than the previous moment, what the hell was going on?

"I say, your heart will stop beating, your blood will flow out of your body, your limbs will all break, your skull will blow to pieces, and—"

"You're going to die!"

Some strange force acted on Sophia with Michael's voice, tearing her limbs frantically and squeezing her heart and skull.

Sophia struggled to resist the force, unable to move her body any longer. A weapon broke through the protection of the scarlet light and descended on her body, piercing through the armor and cutting through the skin, leaving hideous wounds. Blood poured out of his body as he poured out of his body like raindrops on the ground.

"You're about to die, and you're still saying things like 'no fear of death'?"

Die?

My sister is right behind me, why do you think I'm going to die?

"Blood is the lifeblood of the body, and those who shed it will surely die."

As long as my sister is still looking at me, my blood will flow in her body!

Blood carries not only my life, but also my sister's hope!

My blood, forever the weight of two men!

“…… Want to do a trio? ”

It was me who made a fool just now, is it your turn now?

You've always been in my hands!

“…… Oh, yes. Then my lord, let me share your weight together! As long as my body is not broken, your steps will never be restrained, and your life will never be ended! Chant my name, and let the enemy feel the glory of our blood—"

"Holy Sword. Sophia's blood is raging! ”

The vines on the holy sword in his right hand stabbed violently in all directions, piercing through a blood-soaked body. Barbs gulped and gulped on the hot blood, passing it down the vines into their master's body.

Sophia's scarlet light shrank inward, then expanded violently, the light condensing almost into real blood. The strange power exerted on her body was resisted by Hongmang, and it was no longer possible to hurt her in the slightest.

"This ......" Michael was a little dumbfounded, she had never seen a time when her divine power had failed.

"Master, thorns can pierce your body, but they can never pierce your heart. It is always the instrument in your hand to accompany you to play the song of victory! ”

"My lord, blood may pass, but life will not end. I am your boiling blood, always accompanied by your prayers! ”

Sophia took a deep breath, her mouth and nose filled with sweet blood.

"Then let's play, our trio!" (To be continued.) )

ps: (aha~)