Catalogue of the Holy Angels

Chapter 1 Phantom Snow Angel My name is Mo Yu, the prince of Phantom Snow City. My family, with thousands of years of inheritance, rules the Fantasy Snow Empire's thousands of miles of snow, and the dark white Baling Snowflakes are the symbol of our family, representing our Illusory Snow Angel Clan. The snow-white robe I wore had the family emblem that my father had personally branded for me.

My father is the greatest king of Phantom Snow City, the only ruler of this snowy region, tall and burly, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and the twelve wings blooming behind him shine with divine brilliance in the bright sunlight, and his dignity is incomparable.

I have two older brothers, the eldest brother Mohan, who is already a high-level unicorn knight, with the most luxurious unicorns, and leads a team of tens of thousands of Phantom Snow King riders. The Phantom Snow King is the king of our snowy region, guarding the uncountable snowy subjects.

And what I envy the most is that the eldest brother is only in his twenties, and he is already a seraphim, with silver-white wings waving gently in the snowflakes in the air, setting off the young and handsome cheeks of the eldest brother, so that thousands of girls are fascinated by it. And every time the eldest brother would hold me, fly to the sky above this Phantom Snow City, and whisper in my ear: "Xiao Yu, look, this is our snow region, you, you must take good care of it."

Every time I look at the sky, there is a strong voice in my bones, urging me to quickly condense my wings, to soar, to conquer. However, my second brother Mowu laughed at me every time, hit me, as a two-winged angel, he would always fly proudly in front of me, deliberately saying how good it was to fly, the scenery in the distance was beautiful, but he didn't hold me to fly, looking at my angry look, his handsome face with a cheap smile, eyebrows were crooked. My second brother is the only one in our family who doesn't wear a white robe, I don't know why, looking at his inky cloak, it's a little familiar and a little glaring.

My mother is a beautiful eight-winged angel, and in the eyes of the trillions of subjects in the Phantom Snow Region, she is the beautiful Virgin, peaceful and Cirui, and the mother of the world. My mother was loving, and every time I made a mistake, she would timidly hide behind my mother, and my mother always hugged me with her soft wings, smiled lovingly at me, and helped me block my father's anger.

These are my family, we have the purest bloodline of the Phantom Snow Angel Clan, and our bloodline contains incredible bloodline power, just like my second brother Mo Wu, a two-winged angel can use the power of bloodline to defeat an excellent four-winged angel in the Phantom Snow King's ride.

You must know that this is a very difficult thing, the gap between the two-winged angel and the four-winged angel is very huge, a four-winged angel can easily defeat dozens of ordinary two-winged angels, the four-winged angel can be regarded as a command-level existence even in the Phantom Snow King's ride, and enjoys a prestigious reputation in the entire continent.

The main combat power of our Phantom Snow King is the two-winged angel, and for ordinary Phantom Snow Angel clansmen, it is the most glorious thing to be able to condense their wings and become two-winged angels. There are even some people who, after all their life's efforts, can't get a pair of wings, and can only become ordinary unicorn knights, mages or warriors.

Phantom Snow is our most basic technique, and it is also a technique that can condense wings, and every clansman will start cultivating from a young age. Cultivating the Phantom Snow Decision, when enough magic qi is accumulated in the body, it can stimulate the bones and condense the wings. From the two-winged Edelweiss Angel, to the four-winged Ice Crystal Angel, the six-winged Silver Armor Angel, then the eight-winged Silver Scale Angel, and finally the twelve-winged Divine Angel like my father.

The twelve-winged holy angel can only be born into a pure-blooded royal family. And this is my goal and my mission.

In a few days, my Illusory Snow Technique cultivation will have enough magic qi to be able to condense my wings, and excitement and anticipation will be written all over my immature face.

And my maid, who is also my friend, Lishang, will also condense her wings in a few days. She was a year older than me and took care of me like an older sister. Her blood is not pure, and I am glad that she is about to condense her wings so quickly.

Half of the time of the year is snowflakes flying, snowflakes are like beautiful dancers, spinning and jumping in the air, sometimes rushing, sometimes tactful, fluttering and sprinkling, with the most brilliant dance to interpret their short life, until the moment they land.

At this time, the Phantom Snow Palace is snow-white, shrouded in colorful snowflakes. In the Phantom Snow Palace, I have a separate palace and a spacious courtyard with a cherry blossom tree, which my mother said was planted for me by my eldest brother when I was born. I used to sit under the tree and practice one of the only spells I knew, the Snow Dance.

The snow dance technique was taught to me by my eldest brother, under my cherry blossom tree, my eldest brother's white robe was puffed up by the wind, the slender fingers were slightly bent, and the silver divine light was entwined around the fingertips.

Standing on the side, I had a longing look on my face, and shouted excitedly: "Big brother teach me, big brother teach me."

The eldest brother kept smiling warmly: "You have to study hard."

Snow Dance is a basic* longitudinal snow spell, which attaches the condensed magic qi to the beautiful snowflakes like thousands of wisps, so that the snowflakes can fly as you like, turning them into the most powerful weapons to protect yourself.

I stood in the yard, the snowflakes gently fell on my shoulders, I stretched out my hand hidden under the robe, a wisp of magic slowly rose, wrapped around a piece of snow, dragging the falling snowflakes, gently changing the direction of the snowflakes falling, the magic qi continued to rise, one, two, three, more and more snowflakes suddenly paused for a while, and then with the beating of my fingertips, around my body and rose, the snowflakes are like beautiful butterflies, spinning faster and faster, more and more numerous, gradually, even the cherry blossom petals on the trees are also swept in, dancing, beautiful and dreamy。

The corners of my mouth went up slightly, and a happy smile hung on my face.

A soft voice sounded behind him: "Prince Yu, don't play anymore, I still have to do my homework today, if the queen knows, she will punish me again." ”

I knew it was Lishang, she always brushed away the snowflakes that fell on my shoulders for me after I was playing, whispered and urged me, accompanied me to read those ancient classics, recited those illusion spells, and practiced the illusion snow decision with me.

I put away my magic, and the colorful snowflakes ended their happy dance, like flying kites that have lost their silk threads, falling one after another. I turned around, looked at the glass dress with the fur coat in my hand, and smiled softly.