In the divine realm, the center of power of the angels, a place called the Temple of Light.

A large group of angels gathered here for a war meeting.

"We have already started a tug-of-war with the Burning Legion, and I suggest that we give up some of our land to see if we can delay the start of the war with the Burning Legion. It was an angel who looked very old, and he was blushing and yelling at the angels around him.

"You fellow! Do you know that you are giving up our homeland!" the other young angel was immediately unhappy, he had always believed in the principle that every inch of land must be fought for, and if he gave up these lands here, then what face would he have to sword those ancestors who had died in battle.

"You're kidding our boys! Many of them are people who have just entered the regular army, they need to be trained, they don't need to enter this kind of cruel battlefield!" the old angel glared angrily, and now he was joking with the future of the angel, as one of the oldest people in the entire divine realm, how could he possibly allow this kind of thing to happen.

"Old thing! You know what! If we give up the land, then we are the real culprit! Those lads are a little cruel to them, but, old thing, these lads have to go through a cruel war to grow. Doesn't that mean the people who came back from the undead realm, they just went through a brutal war, and they can grow up very quickly!" The young angel slapped the table heavily, and now, in order to hold on to what he had been holding onto, he could be said to have no care about arguing with these elders.

"Ignorance! See for yourself, how much we sent out at that time, and how many have come back now? Could it be that you are happy that you want to reduce the number of our Protoss by seventy percent?" Since there has been tremendous growth, the casualties behind this growth are naturally shocking. This kind of growth, which is almost bought at the cost of someone else's life, is simply not acceptable to a race.

"So what? we don't need waste in the Divine Realm! Since they are dead, it means that they don't have the qualifications to live!" said the young angel very carelessly. For him, as long as he can maintain the dignity of the divine realm, it doesn't matter how big the sacrifice is.

"You, you, you!" the old angel felt like he was about to explode. The young angel in front of him had no idea the preciousness of life.

"I, me, me, what me, you old thing, if it weren't for the fact that you have made great contributions to the divine realm in the past, I would definitely get you down. The young angel said unscrupulously, as if there was no concept of respecting the old and loving the young in its eyes.

"I will report to the King of God. I will never allow you to continue to participate in the war meeting!" The old angel knew that he was also wasting his time here in vain, and the old angel left directly, and there was no need for him to continue to stay here.

"Old thing, don't think that Lord God King will believe your nonsense!" The young angel was still a little shocked when he heard the two words of the God King, but he was still full of disdain for this old angel.

"Don't regret it, little one!" the old angel had just walked out of the temple door.

Suddenly, a huge pillar of energy appeared in the center of the main hall.

With a burst of light, an angel with eight wings and golden wings appeared in the middle of the hall.

The faces of the people around them showed expressions of surprise. They didn't believe that the Golden-winged Eight-Winged Angel, who was the high-end combat power of the God Realm, would actually have this expression, or in this way, this embarrassed appearance appeared in front of them.

The old angel hurriedly ran back, and he took the hand of the golden-winged angel and asked loudly.

"What the hell is going on?" his gaze was glazed, and his mouth was very large, and it could be seen that he was no different from those walking corpses now.

The eight-winged goldwinged angel turned his head blankly, and he looked at the person who had just asked him. But. He didn't say anything.

"Looks like something is wrong. "It's obviously a big deal, and he looks like he's about to lose the courage to live.

"Medical officer. Hurry up!" Suddenly, the people standing around the main hall seemed to have blown up the pot, and they kept whispering, and they were all guessing what was going on.

Soon, several angels with pure white wings flew in. Without exception, these angels are all six-winged pure white wings.

Several angels surrounded the eight-winged goldwinged angel. They formed one formation after another in front of them, and then, these formations slowly stretched out a light blue energy beam. The beams of light climbed up the body of the winged angel like this, and then those beams of light pierced the body of the winged angel like a needle.

Soon, a white aura passed through the blue beam and entered the body of the golden winged angel.

"How's that?" asked the old angel suspiciously.

"It's not a big deal. Elder. A white-winged angel said respectfully to the old angel.

"Let him speak. The old angel was relieved when he knew that he was fine. Now what he was afraid of was that this angel had no problem, and then he had no way of knowing what information he wanted to bring back.

"Hmph, it turned out to be the brother of the two brothers. What a bunch of idiots! The undead world has made such a mess for them. The young angel looked disdainful.

"You guy, he ran back desperately, you have this attitude! I tell you, if you do this again in the future, then I promise, even if I use all my power to pull you down from your current position!"

People have a bottom line, not to mention this angel in a high position. When he saw this junior treat the hero of the battle like this, he was naturally furious.

"Hmph, you're like this for a piece of shit, you look like you're old and confused. Let's go!" the young angel finally understood the horror of this old angel in front of him.

"Ahem, ahem. The Golden-winged Angel began to cough, and then a little bit of a look began to appear in his eyes.

"Elder, he's partially recovered. He's still weak, but he should be able to answer your questions. The medical angel said in surprise.

"I see. Maintain this energy, the energy should not be too strong, if it is too strong, it may hurt him. "There is no way, you have to be careful with the wounded, if you accidentally open the wound of the wounded, then this is basically a waste of work.

"Don't be in a hurry, kid. Tell me what happened to you. The old angel said with a kind face, he was very distressed by the wound of this golden-winged eight-winged angel. Judging from past experience, this angel has not been able to fight for at least half a year.

"The undead world is mutated! The Golden-winged Angel coughed incessantly, and then his eyes swelled widely.

"Damn the undead!I'm going to kill you!I'm going to kill you!brother!my brother!Woooooo

"What a murderous aura!" the old angel realized that something was wrong with this situation.

"Tell me, what the hell is going on!" The old angel finally understood that this might not turn out of their expectation.

"A powerful undead has appeared in the realm of the undead, and he has killed my brother!ah!!hh It's as if everything around is undead!

"Hey, hey, hey, undead, undead, you're here!

The Golden-winged Angel has fallen into madness.

The white-winged angel sighed, and then a golden halo appeared on his blue light, and then, the halo rushed into the body of the gold-winged angel, and the gold-winged angel suddenly fainted.

"Hey. The old angel sighed helplessly.

"Convene a meeting, especially those in the military department, we must tell them the news!" the old angel gently placed the golden winged angel on the stretcher condensed between the two white-winged angels.

"Do you want to inform him?" asked a slightly younger angel quietly next to the old angel.

"Why do you inform him, make trouble?" the old angel had an urge to kill at the mention of him, and it can be said that many advantageous things now could not be developed because of his existence.

He can only see the immediate benefits.

He can only understand some small meanings!

So, as a true wise man of the Protoss, he didn't like this guy at all.

"Understood. "All the angels knew about the battle between the two of them.

But both are in high positions.

One is the Protoss Elder, who has made immortal contributions to the Protoss for thousands of years. It can be said that in the past battles of the Protoss, he was basically the savior of the Protoss! He had unrivaled power and prestige in the Protoss.

And he, he is a latecomer. His rise is comparable to some myths and legends. At the age of ten, he slew an extraterritorial saint-level demon, and as a result, he was favored by an adult in the barracks, and from then on, he established decisive feats on the battlefield. Therefore, he is the spokesperson of idols in the eyes of the younger generation. He has become the faith of all young angels, and he is the object of their longing!

Two people, one represents the old system and ideas. The other represents the new needs of the angels.

One of them will fall!(To be continued......