"Damn!"

Kaili subconsciously used the hedron in his arms to report the situation, and the invisible force bombarded like a heavy hammer, shattering the hedron and causing his chest to dent.

Spitting blood and falling to the ground, he rolled to his feet and cursed angrily, his pupils narrowing more and more.

The unscrupulous murder of his companion by the Dark Gold Fallen Rog completely touched the string in Carey's heart.

Fear, anger, confusion.

It didn't take long for Carey to dispel the negativity.

There is a legend about the third generation of the Holy Pope of the Church of Light in the "Bright Chapter", who stands on the top of a mountain made of fire and red rock, the demon condensed by despair and terror is eyeing the tiger, and the darkness fills the sky and the earth, and then reciting the Divine Comedy, and the heavens give birth to the path of light through the flames, and walk on the steps of light to go away to the land of suffering and calamity.

The implication is that every devout believer will encounter difficulties, and he must stick to his heart at this moment.

However, a Glorious Seven Priest like Carey knows the secrets behind some legends.

The original third-generation Holy Pope was surrounded by hellish demons, and it was not a non-imaginary divine comedy that saved him, but a sacrificial dagger that communicated with the high-level heavens. Guided by the blood of piety, the path to the light is opened, and the angels wielding the weapons of light are the truth of the legend.

Unfortunately, in a great catastrophe and the endless intrigues and calculations of history, that precious short sword was reduced to seven pieces.

According to the instructions of the "Oracle", the fragments are carried with them and passed on to the next successor, maintaining the purity of faith at all times.

And that fragment is also the hole card of the Glorious Seven Professions in the most critical situation.

It is worth mentioning that Tang Ze did not find the existence of that fragment.

"Damn the devil, you're going to pay..."

The blood on Carey's lips couldn't help but vomit, his fists clenched, his nails digging deep into his palms, "Listen to the prayers of your devout disciples—"

Quietly closing his eyes and kneeling on the ground, his face glowing and his skin becoming transparent.

The prayer was not loud, but it was heard very clearly, and the invisible wind swept up the dust around Kairi's body, and quickly flew to form a mysterious hexagonal pattern.

The blue sky above him was darker, and something seemed to be leaking through.

At the same time, the fragments of flesh hidden in his chest shook and became hot.

The other white-robed warriors trembled with excitement when they noticed the strangeness of Kairi and the sky, their faces full of sacredness and solemnity.

"This power..."

Tang Ze, who walked out from another place, raised his head with interest, looking at the gradually magnifying white points of light in the dark blue sky, and the dark green armor on his body naturally revealed magic patterns, which was a natural reaction to perceiving the abnormality.

"Please, please come—"

Carey shuddered to his feet, and light burst out of his eyes, quickly devouring his eyes, melting them into a complete pure white.

At the same time, a pillar of white light slammed down, shaking the earth and shattering the earth.

With his terrifying vision, Tang Ze caught a translucent angelic shadow from the pillar of light.

"I see, I didn't notice it before."

In addition, he looked at Carey's glowing chest and was immediately aware.

If the Glorious Seven Priests were so powerless to resist, it would be too much to say, and the Advent Ritual at this moment should be their last reliance, and his intuition told him that this was the case.

The light became more and more dazzling, a little dazzling, Tang Ze's posture remained unchanged, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

A strong wave of qi shook the white-robed warrior several meters away, and the strong wind blew through Tang Ze's location, although it was not blown, the dark breath around him was dispersed a lot, and forced the two dark gold fallen Luo Ge not far away to retreat one after another.

The eyes of those present converged on the center of the radiance, and silver-white flames flew around the pillar of light, and the charred black ashes of the clothes faded, revealing white-veined armor that shimmered with holy light, gradually expanding and spreading all over the body.

The brilliance of the pillar of light slowly dissipated, and a pair of transparent wings with countless points of light converged on the back of the armor, and Kairi's head was also covered by a silver canopy, leaving only a pitch-black shadow.

In an instant, a slender sword filled with silver-white flames appeared in its left hand.

Two cold gazes cast from under the shadow of the head canopy, staring at Tang Ze's position.

Without much thought, it judged that the tall figure in front of it, wrapped in pitch-black armor, was the most threatening existence.

Tang Ze smiled, but the other party couldn't see it.

"Can you keep that posture all the time? By the way, do you know Canduran? ”

The fruit of the language he ate at the beginning, although it included ordinary demon language, there was no angel language, and if the other party couldn't understand what he said, it would be very embarrassing.

“···”

Tang Ze could clearly feel that those two cold gazes fluctuated a lot, I don't know if it was because he was spitting out words, or because he sensed his terrifying strength.

In this short period of time, Tang Ze almost figured out the strength of this angel through the "Spirit of Perception".

The dark gold boss around lv25 can be regarded as the strength of the dark gold boss around the third layer of the Blood Palace, coupled with the characteristics of the angel, it may be stronger than the strongest dark gold Fallen Rog he carries.

Swish! Ding Ding Ding!

Without warning, the long sword full of silver-white flames made a swift arc and slashed precisely at the armor of Tang Ze's left arm, splashing a series of sparks.

When the blade made contact with the surface of the armor, a green light seemed to flash, blocking the slash.

Tang Ze's calm posture of not dodging or dodging made the angel's movements stiffen for a moment.

But soon, it adjusted back, and the blade side of the long sword, looking at a certain gap in Tang Ze's armor, stabbed forward fiercely.

The turquoise demonic scales showed their appearance, and instantly resisted the blade of the long sword, and the surging green light shook a large mass of silver-white flames, and the long sword directly showed its original appearance.

The whole body is silver, and there is a looming text in the middle of the sword body, which seems to be a text unique to the high-level heaven.

The second blow failed, and the angel immediately withdrew his sword, put his hands on the hilt of the sword, and the light visible to the naked eye converged on the sword, and the silver-white flames reappeared.

"It's too slow."

Tang Ze let out a sound, and the pitch-black heavy punch swung out unremarkably, colliding on the angel's chest, bursting out a large area of black light.

Rumble!

The force penetrated through the body, and the angel took several steps back, stepped out of several deep pits, and almost fell to the ground, the armor on his chest had obvious scorched black marks.

At this moment in the battle, the white-robed warriors who were originally excited by the arrival of the angel looked at Tang Ze with obvious despair and fear in their eyes.

The difference in strength is too obvious.

"You seem to have some strange power in you, and when I attacked you, that power even ignored the demonic scales."

Looking at the slightly reddened fist armor, Tang Ze's eyes drooped slightly, "Interesting, I'm quite interested in angels." ”

With a flash of black light, the damage of the dark green armor recovered instantly, and without concealing his powerful momentum, Tang Ze calmly looked at the angel who was slightly gasping in front of him, and took a step.

"It's my turn."