Chapter 1490: Heavenly Vice-Monarch 59

As soon as the voice of the Demon King fell, the angels immediately looked at him angrily, and they drew their swords one after another.

Lucifer didn't care about Michael's words, but instead glanced at his subordinates coldly, and his voice was indifferent, "Take care of your mouth, if you have more mouths and more tongues, you will directly cut the current drink." ”

The other party's face was full of innocence, and then he stepped forward and took the initiative to entangle Michael.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lucifer dodged to avoid the battle circle and took a few of his subordinates to the direction of the temple.

……

Outside the temple, heavily armed angels stood in place and waited.

In the temple, the immortal was still dressed in a snow-white robe, and heard countless sounds of fighting not far away.

- The Holy War began.

The Holy Son put on an angelic robe, and his figure was as tall as a pine, and he had obviously matured a lot during this time.

But at this time, the young man knelt on the ground, looked at the back of the immortal, and pleaded with his eyes, "Don't you go, okay?" Leave it to me and Michael to drive demons out of heaven. ”

As a god, only immortals in the entire heavenly kingdom can beat Lucifer.

In order to reduce casualties, of course, she has to check and balance with the demon king.

And this time, the boy knew that the god was very likely to die.

The fairy glanced at the young man and said, "Michael can't defeat the army of hell." Take the men from outside and go to his aid quickly. ”

The young man knew that dissuasion was useless, and lowered his brown eyes.

“…… Good. ”

The fairy turned her head and walked outside.

didn't know that the young man behind him, his fingertips pointed to the ground, and several divine powers scurried up on the ground, and suddenly drew the ground as a prison and imprisoned her.

The fairy slammed into a light screen, paused, and frowned at the young man, "What are you doing here?" ”

"God stay here, I'll just go and fight." The boy did not look at her again, turned and walked out of the temple, and left with the men and horses.

- Even if they love each other, the gods and the demon king can't be together, so he doesn't want the gods to finally choose the end of the fall for the sake of hopeless feelings.

And he himself is a light physique, and during this time, he easily learned some divine spells, and came up with a way to trap the gods in the temple on the day of the holy war.

However, plans are not as fast as change.

The young man walked out of the vicinity of the temple with the angelic legion, and just happened to collide with a few demonic forces.

The young man who immediately drew his sword to face the battle, not knowing that behind him, the black-haired demon king glanced at the subordinates who were entangled in the angel legion, turned around and walked into the temple.

The magic spell used by the young man was actually not very clever, but this inadequacy temporarily trapped the immortals.

She crouched on the ground and studied how to break the spell, and when she chatted with the galaxy for a while, she suddenly noticed a shadow enveloping her.

The fairy looked up.

The black-haired demon lord stood outside the golden cage, his scarlet eyes looking down at her from top to bottom.

"I'm coming."

Although the time of separation was short, it was like years for him.

He missed her wishfully.

The Demon King reached out and touched the golden light.

It's like the Bloods can't see the sun.

When he touched the light, the pain that tore through his skin, and the black feathers swirled down from him.

But he stubbornly broke through the cage and grabbed the hand of the fairy with his hand.

He crouched down and said, "I'm sorry, I don't want to start a war." ”

Only in this way can we get closer to you.

At this time, the immortal just broke the cage around him and stood up.

He still held her hand, not afraid of the pain.

Then he looked up at her, and said in an extremely dark but gentle voice,

"Come back to hell with me and be my bride."

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