A sea of clouds, the temple of angels, the temple of angels.

Misty clouds, carved railings and jade masonry, the whole hall cast by dolomite is like being in a fairyland, full of light and joy.

In the center of the Hall of the War Angels, a stone statue was erected, his appearance was very blurred, the production was crude, and it did not fit in with the surrounding environment.

However, the angels around it have long been accustomed to its presence, and it has been standing here for more than ten years.

"Go down, all of you. On the high platform with a half-arc, a sturdy and heroic blonde man dressed in white gauze and bare half of his chest said lightly.

Syllable!

The surrounding angels slowly retreated, and the originally lively hall suddenly quieted down.

Shout!

A dazzling white light flickered, and a cute child with flapping small wings suddenly appeared in the air.

"Honorable War Angel. The Pocket Angel said respectfully.

"Nikla, how are things going?" Donk leaned against the railing, his face sad and joyless.

"Cello and they did it, but only two inconsequential ones were killed, and the bloodline of Michael Saint is still alive. Nikola replied.

Donk frowned slightly, then patted the railing, "Sure enough, it's very difficult to stop them. ”

"In fact, the Great Prophet of Laupola did not guess our intentions, and they were able to get out by luck. Nikola said.

"Luck? Sometimes luck is a troublesome thing. Donk smiled.

"Aren't you worried?"

"Worried? The one who should come will come, Mitero, do they think they can overthrow me with a so-called descendant of Michael?" Donk dismissed, "As long as the archangel and they are around, no one will be able to move my seat!"

"What happened after that..."

"It's going as scheduled, and it's okay to add some blockage to them, it's a warning. Donk waved his hand.

Nikola understood. Nikola nodded, and quickly disappeared into the hall again.

Soon after, Donk slowly stepped down the platform and paced in front of the tall building in the center.

"Chardos, your son is coming back, is he happy, or sad?" said Donk, murmuring. "If you had listened to the archangels, why would you have fallen to such a state? ”

"For thousands of years, the battle between the Yun Clan and the Angel Clan has never stopped, do you want to make Yunlu peaceful? How can this be done? Our Angel Clan is the master of Yunlu!

Flames burned in Donk's eyes, "Anyone who tries to stop the great cause of the Angel Clan must die! You are no exception! If it weren't for the Michael's blood flowing through you, you would have been executed! And Maya! She is also atoning for her sins in the ruins!"

Da-da-da!

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps outside the hall.

Tang Ke put away his cold face and stood expressionlessly.

"Donk!"

A large angel more than three meters tall burst in, followed by four or five guards.

The guards looked embarrassed, and they couldn't stop the angel at all.

"Go down first. Tang Ke said.

"Yes!

The guards breathed a sigh of relief and retreated unharmed.

"Angel Mitaral, why did you come to my house?"

"Donk, what did you do yourself, isn't it clear?" said Mitello, gritting his teeth.

"Oh, what did I do?" said Donk softly.

"Multiple hair bands!" Mitero stared at Donk's face.

"What's wrong with the multi-hair band?" Donk replied lightly.

"You don't know about the recent return of the Holy Blood of Michael, right?"

"I am saddened that the Holy Clan of Michael died out more than ten years ago, but it is rumored that you better not be too gullible about the Angel Miteroli. ”

"Ha, it's rumored that your heart is so big, Donk!"

"Everything is about evidence, if the Mitharo Angel has nothing else to do, then I'll go first, I'm too busy to entertain you, sorry. Tang Ke left a sentence and Shi Ran left.

Mitello narrowed his eyes, didn't he understand what this old fox meant?

"Lord Angel of Force. ”

A young angel who was following Mitello stepped forward and said, "The Donk War Angel is too much. ”

"Think about how he got into this position!," Mitello snorted.

"Angel Force, what should we do now?"

"I didn't want to do anything here, just to remind this guy, our top priority now is to rush to the sea of clouds in peace, and the bloodline of Michael Saint must not have any more accidents! we can't afford such a price!"

"Lord Angel of Force, with all due respect, even if we take back the bloodline of Saint Michael, there is no way to get Donk to step down from the position of Angel of War. The young angel said pessimistically.

"His seat is not as secure as he thought, Kennan, and one day, the dawn of peace will illuminate the whole land. Mitello said reverently.

"Peace, but the Archangel Council..."

"Those old things who cling to tradition and eat old things should have been abandoned by the gods a long time ago!" said Mitello, who looked indignant.

What age is it now, the thinking is still the same as in the past, and what this group of people think about in their hearts is always their own interests!

But they forgot that the world is one now, and their common enemy is the demons!

What about reaching a peace agreement? What about jointly governing Yunlu and the land? Do we have to divide the winners and losers?

"Kennan, take the people of the Warrior Corps with me to the Sea of Peaceful Clouds!"

"Yes!