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The pampered Earl Raymond was covered with shards of glass, but the blood that came out was already black and stinky, his body was rotting at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the rich black gas had completely wrapped around him, and he rolled on the ground and roared in pain.

These nobles who have been passed down from generation to generation are often able to cultivate when they are young, or barely improve their strength with some medicines. But the long-term corrupt life has already degraded the vindictive cultivation of most nobles.

"桀桀桀~"

Judy the witch laughed wildly, her eyes blazing and full of excitement, "The glory of our lord will return to the earth." You heretics who dare and stand in the way of our Lord's progress, I, Judy, will purge you one by one. In order to ensure that you die quickly and are not healed, I have given you the rest of the 'Elemental Abyss' to enjoy. ”

"You, you......" Count Raymond's throat had begun to rot, and his eyes were terrified, "yes, it's the light......"

"I forgot to tell you. Witch Judy sneered sarcastically, "These potions for the 'Elemental Abyss' are still the ingredients provided by your son, Viscount Connor, himself. ”

"Poof!"

Count Raymond spurted out a mouthful of black blood and fell backwards, his face full of horror and anger, and he convulsed and cried for his life.

"Who is it~"

A violent and majestic voice sounded, and a powerful dark aura condensed in the sky above the towering castle, and a hoarse and tearing voice roared, "What a bold man, he dares to assassinate the Earl." ”

"Boom, Count Raymond is indeed in collusion with the Dark Wizard. Witch Judy sneered twice, "It's still a sub-saint-level dark wizard, it seems that this time I have dug up a big fish."

She flickered, quickly retreated, and disappeared into the darkness.

"Is this the smell of the Elemental Abyss?" the majestic hoarse voice was even more furious, "It turned out to be you, the descendant who stole the rat from the first part of the Dark Bible, hum, I didn't expect you to dare to appear even if you didn't die." Stand still. ”

"What?" the Dark Witch screamed in anger as she almost emerged from the darkness, "You know about that, you seem to have been a part of it." Woo, what a strong smell of dark corpses, it seems that you are the legendary necromantic servant - Rex. You are now getting bolder and bolder, and you are even eyeing the Earl of Real Power. ”

"Hmph, you know what I can do?" Rex, the necromantic servant, laughed angrily, "A little mouse can still escape the palm of my hand?"

As the two spoke, they ran away and chased after each other, and soon ran out of the castle.

The Dark Witch had already arranged an escape route, and after escaping from the city, she continued to laugh provocatively: "Old thing, you can't do it, right? ”

"Rampant, today I'm going to refine you into a dark corpse. The furious voice of the Necronomicon exploded, almost shocking half the city.

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More than two hours passed imperceptibly.

In the dark forest, Judy, a dark witch dressed as a maid, stumbled out of the shadows and fell to the ground with a "poof".

It was not easy to get rid of the evil spirit summoned by the necromantic servant Rex, and at this moment she was already at the end of her crossbow.

"Damn old thing, I didn't expect it to be so difficult. Judy the witch pushed aside the vines and cursed in anger.

The trunk of the tree next to it is entwined with fine and dense vines, and the vines are hung with amethyst lantern fruits, exuding brilliance.

Under the faint light, her delicate face was pale without a trace of blood, and her maid outfit had already become tattered in the fierce battle, revealing a small piece of blood-stained calf, looking embarrassed.

On her right shoulder, there was a strange black qi entangled, slowly squirming like a living thing, constantly eroding the dark power on her body, making her entire right shoulder and right arm only hang down as weakly as paralysis.

"Ahem~"

She struggled to her feet against the trunk of the tree, trying to keep going. However, as soon as she stood up, she couldn't help but bend down, cover her mouth and let out a heart-rending cough.

Thin blood foam slid down her fingers, lining her pale and slender knuckles, which was particularly shocking.

"Hmph, the remnants of the descendants of the traitor rat, I advise you to surrender obediently and give up struggling~ With your strength that is not even level 5, it is a fluke to be able to struggle under my hands for so long. ”

In the darkness, a huge black mist drifted from far and near, quickly drifting from among the treetops.

This black mist exudes a heavy aura of death, as if it is cold from hell, and the majestic majesty spreads through the forest with his appearance, and before it can get closer, the eerie strange laughter echoes in the forest, the echo is faint, and it is soul-stirring.

At the same time, there is also a rancid smell that has been aged for I don't know how many years, which makes people sick and disgusting.

This black mist is chasing the 6th level sub-saint level powerhouse, the necromantic servant Rex.

"Death?hehe......"

Hearing this, the Dark Witch raised her head suddenly, her face pale as a ghost, and there was no fear in her lacquer-like eyes, but a frightening madness and hatred.

"After my mother and sister died, every day of my life was a torment for me, how could I be afraid of death? I only hated myself for not being strong enough to personally kill the enemy and avenge the two of them!"

"Hand Blade Enemy?hahahaha~"

Hearing this, the necromantic servant burst out laughing as if he had heard some kind of joke.

In the midst of wild laughter, the black mist swayed slightly, and suddenly floated from the treetops to the ground, and instantly turned into a thin old man in a black robe.

This old man was extremely tall, with a hunched back, and a pitch-black scepter more than one person tall in his hand, and the whole person was full of a heavy dead air, and his dim and cloudy eyes were even more pale like a dead fish, like a ghoul crawling out of hell, powerful, evil, and people couldn't stop palpitating.

Looking down at the embarrassed Dark Witch, the disdain and sarcasm on his face deepened: "Just by you, you still want to use the great Solo Priest? ”

Saying that, he didn't bother to talk nonsense with Judy anymore, and directly raised the pitch-black scepter in his hand, and announced the sentence in a cold voice: "Traitor, suffer death!"

As soon as the words fell, he waved the pitch-black scepter in his hand, and a huge black vortex appeared above his head.

With a high-pitched dragon roar, a rotten two-winged wyvern flew out of the whirlpool, and the huge dragon wings with holes were fanned hard, and the howling wind suddenly swept away.

The surrounding trees suddenly fell into a rudge.

The rancid smell in the air instantly became stronger.

"Damn old thing, it made me trouble my lord. The dark witch coughed up blood, and a trace of helplessness flashed in her eyes, originally this time she wanted to quietly make a great contribution to Wu Hui, the god of light, and did not want to alarm his "old man".

But now, she had to disturb the great Lord.

She prayed on the spot: "Great Lord of Light, I am your humble servant Judy, and I pray that you will send war angels to slay heretics. ”

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At the same time, in the kingdom of God.

Wu Hui was very patiently guarding outside the metamorphosis pool, waiting for his first war angel to be born, and he didn't know what the dark witch had done on the plane of light.

Angels are level 7 after all, and their transformation is much slower than that of level 1 and level 2 light elemental life.

Wu Hui waited anxiously, and unconsciously paced outside the metamorphosis pool.

Suddenly.

The divine pattern of the flowing light dimmed, and the dazzling brilliance that enveloped the entire metamorphosis pool slowly dissipated.

A figure stretched out its wings, flew out of the halo that was about to dissipate, and glided and landed in front of Wu Hui.

Under the holy light, his white wings were like snow piled up in the Tianshan Mountains, and every delicate feather was filled with holy light, brilliant and sacred.

The body reshaped by the reshaping of the metamorphosis pool faded away from its original old age and regained its youthfulness, with chestnut hair softly fitting the forehead, black eyes deep and serene, and a temperament that mixes the heroic vigor of the young and the wisdom and peace of the elderly, with an indescribable charm.

The majesty of that body is even more surging like the tide of the sea, with a compelling edge.

Wu Hui stared at St. Luke's current appearance, and his heart was pleasantly surprised.

Compared to the state of the war angel forcibly blessed with divine power before, although the current St. Luke is exactly the same in appearance, it seems to be a little more powerful in temperament or aura.

However, after thinking about it a little, it can be understood that St. Luke has become a real angel of war at this moment, and his strength and strength are completely his own, and after cultivation and practice of combat skills, his strength can be further increased, and there will definitely be a difference from the state of the angel who is temporarily blessed.

"St. Luke, Angel of War, meet my Lord. ”

St. Luke folded his wings and bowed down, his face filled with surprise and frenzy that he could not hide despite his efforts to restrain himself.

"Get up~ How do you feel?" Wu Hui waved him up and asked curiously, "Is there anything different from before?"

"Other aspects feel similar, except that the use of power is more like a finger, unlike the original always like a layer apart. St. Luke felt it for a moment and replied seriously, "If the current and previous level 7 monsters are opposed, with the assistance of a three-bow bed crossbow, the old servant is confident that he can solve it in two minutes." ”

"Okay, good~"

Wu Hui looked at the current St. Luke, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt at ease.

Although St. Luke can be temporarily promoted to a level 7 angel with divine power, it is a temporary state after all, and it consumes divine power all the time, and 120 points of divine power can at best allow him to maintain an angelic state for 2 hours, which is not comparable to this constant state at all.

In the future, with St. Luke, the real angel of war, he can respond in time no matter what happens in the kingdom of God or what happens in the plane of light.

Moreover, with him, there is no need to be so cautious and restrained when developing believers in the future. Even if the Holy See expands outwardly, there is no need to worry that it will not be able to hold it.

Thinking about it, Wu Hui felt that the beautiful days with tens of millions of believers and endless divine power seemed to be beckoning to him, which made him can't help but be excited.

At this moment, a religious passage shook violently, and it turned out to be a prayer from a dark witch.

Wu Hui sighed in his heart, that crazy dark witch wouldn't do something unbelievable again, right?

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