Chapter Thirty-Eight: My Love, Let Me Bury You with My Own Hands

A breeze carried two green leaves fluttering in the air, flying over the Colosseum, where the spectators had fled. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 infoThe original bustling Colosseum was now only a few scraps of food, and the guards who were hiding behind the door to spy on the inside of the arena.

Suddenly, the two leaves flew onto a back-facing rag doll in the audience. The wind suddenly became stronger, and it turned the rag doll over, revealing its hideous ground holes, and the two green leaves rolled for two weeks in shock, and floated away quickly......

Su Han looked at the monster in front of him, and touched Shi Meng next to him in some surprise, but did not respond. turned his head to look, but saw Shi Meng looking at Raphael in the field, and his eyes were about to fall out.

"Raphael looks good. Su Leng didn't say a word, Shi Meng nodded, and said with a pig brother's face: "En, it's really good-looking." As soon as he finished speaking, Shi suddenly reacted, and his old face immediately turned red, and he touched the back of his head very embarrassed.

"It's almost coming out. Su Han quipped, Shi Meng quickly wiped his mouth when he heard this, but found that there was nothing, so he laughed. "What is this monster in the field!, he's already out of the realm of people!" Su Han looked at Beelzebub, who had already begun to fight with Raphael in the field, and asked with some confusion.

Shi Meng on the side put away his smile, and after a while of silence, he said: "Looking at its appearance, it should be the Fallen Heaven - Beelzebub, it is rumored that it has become a demon that causes disease. It was originally the chief bodyguard of the king's side and the supreme commander of the angel legion - Michael, whose status was higher than that of the left general and the right general, second only to the king. He not only has the courage and incomparable power that ordinary people do not have, but also has the most beautiful appearance and is very handsome. He is brave and resolute in temperament, brave and good at fighting, but he is full of compassion, and he is the embodiment of absolute negation and ruthless annihilation of all evil things, and he is the embodiment of "absolute justice", without a trace of darkness. The wise angels are his guards, and the cheruba are his mounts. However, after he was defeated by Lucifer, everything changed. ”

Shi suddenly sighed and continued to say in a deep voice: "A thousand years ago, Lucifer lost the battle for the throne with the king and was seriously injured, but the king was powerless to catch up. At that time, the right general was out fighting, and Michael stepped forward alone to stop him, but he was hit by him to the point of near-death and was in a coma for nearly a hundred years. After waking up, not only did his strength drop severely, but even his temperament became extremely brutal. When the king found out, he was very angry, so he sent him to this Tongtian Peak to reflect on his sins. Unexpectedly, he did not care about the curse brought by betraying the king, and incarnated as Beelzebub, and led the Wise Angels to set himself up as king. ”

Shi Meng sighed to himself, but Su Han next to him was a little confused.

Eurasia, the angel of wisdom, the angel of wisdom, Raphael, the angel of fire, Michael, who became Beelzebub, and the unknown right general and king, what is going on on this continent, how is it so similar to Western legends, but there are many differences.

Su Han was struggling, but Shi Meng looked at him with a frightened face, and shouted loudly: "What's wrong with you, you're covered in cold sweat, hey! The blood vessels in your body are swollen." Do you have any infectious disease, hurry up, stay away from me, don't infect me. ”

When Su Han heard this, he stretched out his hands to take a look, only to see that the blood vessels in both hands were bursting out, like a hideous little snake, ignoring Shi Meng's crazy words, Su Han immediately sat cross-legged on the ground and closed his eyes.

At this time, Raphael's holy light had disappeared, and only the courage of the Snow Sculpture King was raging in Su Han's body, but the tyrannical nature of this courage had almost been consumed. Soon, Su Han guided this aura mixed with holy light, circulating in his body, and constantly absorbing it in the circulation.

"Fly Hammer"

The two of them were moving at high speed on the battlefield, and only a few afterimages could be seen. Suddenly, Beelzebub jumped out of the battle circle, his mouth wide open, and suddenly spit out a dark green poisonous mist. The poisonous mist transformed into a giant fly's head and slammed into Raphael's abdomen. At the same time, the chelupa also rushed forward, and the eagle's head of the four heads pecked at Raphael's chest, but Raphael blocked it with his left arm.

"Poof" Raphael was knocked upside down and flew out, and after sliding a few meters in the air, she held the ground with a sharp blade in her right hand, cutting a long furrow in the ground. As soon as she stopped, her face suddenly turned pale, and she spat out a mouthful of black poisonous blood, which instantly corroded the ground into a huge hole. Raphael's left hand was full of holy light, she stretched out her left hand, slapped it her abdomen, her face turned even whiter, and she spit out a stream of black blood, but it was much lighter than before. At this moment, a little blood appeared on her face again.

At this time, a large piece of flesh and blood was missing from her left arm, and there were multiple holes in her battle dress, and even the armor around her waist had been pierced open, revealing white skin and a hideous wound. The pale cyan wings behind it loomed, as if they would fall apart at the slightest touch. She looked up and looked at Beelzebub not far away.

Beelzebub was no better off than Raphael, his left arm had been severed by the roots, and Chisen had cut it into bits and pieces of flesh that were haphazardly scattered around him, staining the ground bright red. Bits of light shone through the wound on his left arm, preventing it from healing. His originally extremely handsome face was full of murderous intent at this time, and there were still a little flesh and blood hanging on his sharp teeth.

Licking the blood that had splashed to his mouth, Beelzebub lifted the blood-stained trident and pointed it at Raphael's lowered head. "Aren't you going to show your true skills? I'm going to be ruthless! With that, Beelzebub's trident struck the ground, and a crack appeared from the ground and spread towards Raphael.

"You're going to die here!" Raphael roared, looking up, her eyes bursting with a thick glow. The flaming sword slammed forward, directly bringing up a large area of earth and rock, blocking the castration of the crack. The Flaming Sword continued to rise, hanging steadily above Raphael's head.

Raphael's feet drooped naturally, the whole person was suspended in the air, and his black head turned into green silk at this moment, and it was automatically floating away without wind. Behind her, a cyan figure stood faintly. A rectangular instrument suddenly appeared in front of Raphael.

"m"

The instrument is teal, about 170 centimeters long, and has a total of 21 strings. The upper left corner is carved with a flaming sword, and the lower right corner is carved with a cross sword.

"Flurry" Rafael tapped his left hand, and the air in front of him fluctuated, forming a basketball-sized cyan ball of light, flying forward at a rapid speed. With a tap of his right hand, another cyan ball of light was stabbed. Countless balls of light popped out, but they were swallowed one by one by the flies in Beelzebub's abdomen.

Suddenly, Raphael's hands flicked back and forth, and two miniature cyan tornadoes slowly formed in front of him. The wind grew stronger and stronger, and by the time Beelzebub was in front of him, it was enough to involve him and his mount.

"Tempest"

When Beelzebub saw this, he smiled contemptuously and ignored it. The lion's head of the chelupa suddenly turned around, opened its mouth suddenly, and a terrifying sound wave came out, and the huge impact shook the surrounding air upside down, and it was actually on par with a tornado.

Raphael stopped plucking the strings and pulled them back hard, and the strings soaked in her blood popped out. A huge fan-shaped wind blade bounced out, approaching the still Beelzebub.

Beelzebub laughed, and his wings flickered. Countless flies suddenly appeared in the air, rushing towards the wind blade one after another. The wind blade, which was originally extremely fast, suddenly slowed down, and the cyan light quickly dimmed. Finally, the Wind Blade rushed to Beelzebub, but only cut off one of his broken hairs, and then vanished.

Beelzebub looked at Raphael with a sarcastic look on his face and a cruel smile on his lips with his mouth full of sharp teeth.

"Michael, I hate you!" said Raphael, whispering two lines of bloody tears from the corners of his eyes. She grabbed the ends of the instrument with both hands and slammed it down on her raised right knee. The "click" instrument split in half, and with Raphael's broken heart, it turned into a little green and fell. The strings suddenly seemed to come to life, like a spiritual snake, merging into the sword of flames.

The sword of flame suddenly erupted with an astonishing burst of light, and two golden dragon horns grew on the snake's head, and the scales on its body were also cocked, and the snake's eyes were also round at this time. A long golden scale suddenly emerged from the spine of the Flame Sword, like a dragon's eye.

Raphael reached up with both hands, clutched the flaming sword tightly in his hand, tucked it to his chest, and sprayed a mouthful of blood on it. The cyan figure behind her suddenly became clear, she actually looked the same as Raphael, but there were three pairs of wings behind her. She also held a flaming sword in her hand, but it was a real angry dragon wrapped around it.

Raphael suddenly slowly raised the flaming sword, as if it weighed ten thousand pounds, and the giant shadow behind her slowly raised the greatsword. The huge coercion suddenly filled the entire Colosseum, and Su Han and Shi Meng were so pressed that they bent down, their faces full of sauce.

Beelzebub's face also became extremely ugly, and he stabbed his hands into the head of the fly in his abdomen, and pulled out the whole head, revealing a huge wound. The head of the fly struggled and made a "buzzing" sound. Beelzebub did not react, but opened his mouth and put the fly's head in his mouth. At this time, his mouth was directly grinning at the base of his ear, "clicking, clicking" and biting, and swallowing the fly's head in a few bites.

There was a lot of green light on his body, and a clear figure appeared behind him. When Raphael saw this figure, he spurted out a mouthful of blood again, and blood and tears gushed out from the corners of his eyes again.

That's right, the figure was Michael. He was dressed in fiery red armor, his golden hair was windless, he held a red cross sword in his right hand, a black dragon under his feet, three pairs of jade-colored wings flapped on his straight back, and his handsome face like a knife was full of heroism and fighting spirit, but there was a trace of tenderness in his eyes.

Closing his eyes, Raphael swung his flaming sword with all his might. There were two lines of tears in the corners of the eyes of the green shadow behind her, but her sword fell to the ground faster, and it actually merged with Raphael's sword, and slashed towards Beelzebub with the momentum of thunder.

My love, let me bury you with my own hands......