Huge wings soared into the sky, and on the Adriatic Sea, half of the night sky was shrouded in moonlight, and under the large and unusual full moon, a figure with ice wings on his back floated in the air, and his expressionless face silently watched the fleet below, and the next moment, ice wings the size of a hill fell into the air.

As if being hit by an iceberg, the hit ship made a crisp sound, and then the hull of the nearly 200-meter ship was cut off.

The sudden attack stunned the people on board, and then there was an exclamation.

"Help, help!"

Slowly sucked into the sea by the whirlpool of the sinking ship, the Roman congregants on board cried out desperately, but in the end they could only be swept into the whirlpool like ants, and could no longer make any sound.

Looking at the voices of those struggling and desperate faces, the creature that caused this qiē did not have the slightest mercy, and the wings that had just destroyed the sailboat trembled slightly, and one or two huge ice wings stretched out from the back of the figure, and then slashed towards the surroundings, and with this attack, I don't know when, a dragon composed of water rose on the surface of the sea, and with the ice wings, it wrapped around the surrounding ships like a giant python.

"Enemy attack!"

There was a hoarse shout from the most important ship of the fleet, and then there was a commotion, and in a melodious sound of bells, black holes suddenly appeared on the nearly 100 warships.

"Fire!"

The order came out of nowhere, and a dense ice bomb like a raindrop suddenly shot out. Towards the figure in the sky.

In the face of the barrage that covered the sky and the moon, the figure carrying the ice wings did not waver at all, only to see that it suddenly retracted some of the ice wings. It stopped in front of him like a spider's web.

The shining fragments continued to slide down from the wings, and in the waves of shelling, the huge ice wings burst into cracks, but soon recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, not to be outdone, in the continuous shelling, the figure shot an ice wing again in the flying ice fog.

The ice wings were like spears. With a loud bang, a sailboat that couldn't dodge was pierced into the deck, from top to bottom. A huge hole was smashed out, and the water poured out of it, and a moment later the ship sank.

Seems to be enraged by the atrocities of the attackers. Nearly a hundred warships erupted in even more ferocious firepower. For a moment, the huge ice net covering the sky made a crisp ping sound like a window in the rain.

Ice wings, firelight, cannon roars, coupled with the battleships that sink from time to time, flying in the sky, the entire Adriatic Sea suddenly boiled, and everyone who saw this scene was a little trance-like, and a little frightened, the thrilling battle in the distance, like the mythical human fleet against the demons on the sea. Who would have thought that in their lifetime, they would see such a legendary scene? ――

"Damn it. Damn, this is blasphemy, blasphemy! Those blasphemous bastards, how dare they do this, that's the power of God, Lord Archangel! So noble storage zài, they dared, they dared! ――”

In the center of the entire fleet, on the deck of the battleship, which was larger than all the warships, a middle-aged man dressed in a magnificent vestment and wearing a necklace of ten crosses tied together around his neck, was roaring wildly, his face distorted incomparably as if he had seen his beloved woman being insulted in front of him.

"Who is it? Who is it! It's that blasphemous guy who dares to do this, get out of here! I'm Piagio. Psoni swears in the name of the Lord that he will never let you go, I will burn you at the stake, I will skin you and bone! ”

The middle-aged man cursed as if he had gone mad, and he felt that he had never been so angry as he looked at the figure flying in the sky, and he clutched the fence of the boat with both hands, and he longed to jump from it to find the blasphemous sinner.

And behind him, a figure in a black robe stood there, with angry flames in his eyes, as Piageo's subordinates of the fanatical war, these people are undoubtedly the most enthusiastic in the Roman Orthodox Church to spread the teachings of the Cross and judge the infidels, at this time, looking at the expressionless archangel who attacked him, this group of people was as if they had been slapped in the face, if the real murderer appeared in front of them, it was estimated that they could tear each other apart.

But apparently the initiator did not have this realization, only Piagio. As soon as Pu Soni finished speaking, a chuckle was heard not far away, and in the shadow of the deck of the flagship of the Queen's fleet, a teenager walked out slowly.

The golden and silver eyes swept over the archangel in the sky who was fighting with the queen's fleet, Mo Wen looked at Piageo, who was a little stunned because of his appearance, and said in a mocking and disdainful tone: "Piageo. Pu Soni, you are really a big breath, now that Young Master Ben has come out, I want to see how you peeled me and stripped my bones! ”

"-Is that you? When the upper strip is hemp?! Looking at the figure that appeared in front of him, Piagio was shocked and angry, although he had not seen it, but Mo Wen's outstanding appearance was too easy to recognize, just by looking at it, Piagio understood his identity, and then suddenly, he saw him clenching his fists, and yelled at Mo Wen viciously: "I should have known that besides you, a guy who should go to hell, a disgusting maggot, who else would do something to blaspheme the glory of the Lord, you damn bastard!" ”

After all, he was not at the scene, he could only perceive it through some special techniques, and in the Fallen Angel incident, the Roman Orthodox Church only knew that Mo Wen and the Archangel could fight, and caused some kind of severe damage to the Archangel, and after he returned to the heavenly realm, there was a mutation (in fact, Mo Wen borrowed Tyrell to steal Gabriel's personality and power), but he didn't know that the power of God had been controlled by Mo Wen (Aresta knew, but he couldn't have kindly sued the Roman Orthodox Church), Therefore, this time the queen's fleet was caught off guard, and she could only hurriedly start a war with the angels she believed in, and her morale could be said to have fallen to the bottom.

He pulled the cross off his neck, one in each hand, and threw it at Mo Wen fiercely.

"The cross shows a rejection of malignancy."

Rumble!!

The two crosses swelled up and instantly grew into a cross-shaped iron block of about 40 centimeters thick and 3 meters long, which looked like a storm of metal from a distance.

But Mo Wen smiled disdainfully, raised his right fist slightly, and just two quick punches, the cross turned into a piece of debris.

"You Roman Orthodox Christians have no other abilities than being powerful!"

A blow destroyed the opponent's attack, Mo Wen shook his hand lightly, and glanced at Piagio lightly, the disdain in his eyes constantly stimulated Piagio's already overwhelmed nerves.

"What are you still doing in a daze, give it to me!"

Successively defeated the wind in front and the water in the rear, and also beat the power of the gods back to the heavenly realm, Mo Wen's combat power can be described as a change of color in the eyes of the Roman Orthodox Church, seeing that the blow was unsuccessful, Piagio also came to his senses, and immediately greeted his subordinates.

Those Roman congregants also reacted, and surrounded one by one with unkind expressions, most of them holding the front end of a black wooden handle about seventy centimeters long, which looked like it was truncated, and connected to the sharp blade ten centimeters long, shining a little cold light in the moonlight.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Piagio put his hand on the large number of crosses on his chest and whispered, "Come out with the cross in the glory of the Lord, Queen's Guard!" ”

With his low roar, more than a dozen huge ice cubes suddenly bulged on the ice-crystal-like deck, and then these ice cubes suddenly shattered, and out of it came a set of armor that was three meters high. The armor glows the color of a light bulb and has a fairly low transparency, making it look like a heavy weapon from head to toe.

Then I saw these armorers holding war sticks in their hands, and together with those sect members, they surrounded Mo Wen step by step.

"You monkey-like heretic, give me death!"

Looking at Mo Wen, who was surrounded by the group, Piagio laughed wildly. (To be continued......)

PS: Thank you Han Xiu, Internet Emperor, and wester for the monthly pass.