Angels summon the altar

"Great God of Light, you shine in this world with your supreme light, bring the future and hope to this world, bring light and beauty to this world, make you great, make you supreme, make you supreme, make you glorious............"

"The fallen demon has put his minions into this deplorable world, and we call upon you once again to send your holy messenger to break through all obstacles, slay the demon, and burn the demon's blood............"

A group of so-called Bright Warriors, led by Wizard Most, clasped their hands and stared blankly at the high-ranking members of the Cult of Light like dancing gods, singing and dancing around a statue of a faceless angel made of gold, and spilling unknown powder.

The statue of the Faceless Angel was covered with a variety of unknown runes, most of which were ordinary graffiti with no special meaning or even fluctuations in extraordinary energy, and only a few were superficial runes that symbolized some of the power of the Angel of Light.

Wizard Vincent looked disdainful, and he turned his head to Taylor next to him and said, "This method is the lowest, the most ineffective, and the most ignorant, and only the most primitive civilizations will use this boring and hilarious move when they worship some powerful beings." I really don't know that these angels still have this set of vanity. ”

As soon as the words ended, several of the surrounding wizards chuckled lowly, in the eyes of those wizards who followed knowledge, this ancient ritual was full of ignorance and unsystematic.

There are a lot of wizards, summoning, and sacrificing are also involved, and the means of the Cult of Light are too low-end.

"I really didn't expect that a Church of Light, which claims to be the most powerful in the entire continent, would be so ignorant and backward in its means of summoning angels."

Taylor was also well-informed, but this was the first time he had seen this kind of savage summoning method that resembled singing around a campfire.

As he spoke, Taylor himself couldn't help but laugh a little, but fortunately he had cut off the medium of the surrounding sound so that his voice could not be heard.

"Hahahahaha............"

However, what struck Taylor's laugh was not the strange dances of the high-ranking Church of Light, but the addition of a familiar character to the high-ranking of the Church of Light, that is, Archbishop Marty, the actual ruler of the Bright Realm.

Dancing, spinning, swinging, singing............

Kano held back the look of shame in his heart, and kept silently thinking in his heart that this was for Taylor's future development, and he followed the movements of the Pope and the cardinal archbishops with a stiff face, shaking his head and tail like a drunken Mengzi.

The archbishop and the other cardinals around him had already indulged in their passions, completely indulging their minds in the angelic ritual that they considered extremely sacred, and no one noticed that Archbishop Marty, who had previously been called the vanguard of the faith, was expressionless and even had murderous intent in his eyes.

"Oh, this is really amazing, it is estimated that in the next 100 years, you may not be able to see Kano like this, this must not be written down, and it is good to think about it repeatedly, ho ho."

In Taylor's mind, Bobby's underbeat laughter echoed through the mental space. Poppy had now memorized the scene completely, and when Carnot asked him for advice or something, he would release the video so that this guy could experience what social death is.

Under the gaze of a group of wizards as if watching a monkey perform, the ritual gradually came to an end, and all the wizards noticed an unusual spatial fluctuation, which was slowly changing the surrounding spatial intensity centered on the golden faceless angel statue, and the surrounding space began to condense, and the spatial intensity also increased.

It seems that the angel has really been summoned by these guys.

The wizards subconsciously sat up straight and slowly changed their positions, and gradually they sat in a circle around the golden faceless statue, each of them brewing extremely powerful terrifying sorcery, and the other hand used its magic power to condense into a chain, waiting for the time to directly kill the angel and divide the corpse.

"O Praise be the great light, praise the infinite light, the light is supreme, O messenger of the gods, great angel, please come down to this filthy world............"

In the midst of the pope's hoarse and frenzied shouts, a golden gate was opened around the golden faceless statue, through which many wizards could see five or six angels with fluttering wings watching.

Suck and suck ............

Taylor looked at the five or six angels with fluttering wings, his eyes were green, this is a living top-notch biological material with supreme value, and he can spy on the angel system through blood, and every hair is precious magic material.

The greedy yearning on the faces of the other wizards at the moment was no worse than Taylor's, but for the sake of follow-up plans and more gains, everyone could only resist the urge in their hearts to rush in and capture the angel and dissect it.

One of the female angels, who didn't look too strong, slowly flew out of the gate, pulling the surrounding light elements in a holy gesture, laying out the holy light effect and starting to appear like a dusty silvery white light around it.

"Ah, what a holy gesture, what a glorious gesture, your gesture inspires all beings to shame, and your pure figure makes us ashamed............"

The high-ranking members of the Illuminati Cult headed by the Pope praised the female angels who fell from the sky with countless sycophant words, and seeing that the female angels looked extremely useful, the Pope's shameless praise became more and more intense.

Kano didn't have the heart to make a fuss over there now, and when the Pope wasn't noticing, he began to slowly retreat, then turned around and disappeared.

The gates of heaven shining behind the angels were slowly closing, and the wizards were waiting for them, and the female angels suddenly noticed a group of fiery and fanatical eyes around them.

She didn't feel offended by this, but felt that the source of these powerful gazes was the so-called brave, worthy of the brave men who took refuge in the Cult of Light God and believed in the God of Light, how pious this belief was, even if some were a little stronger than her, but this gaze was full of yearning and enthusiasm.

One finger, this time I have to grab one more finger, this bone, tendons, nerves, veins, blood attached to it, muscle tissue are all treasures............

Great knowledge, I hope you can bless me for grabbing a few more feathers this time............

I want to cut off the legs of this head-scratching angel............

Boom Boom Boom ............ I want her heart............

This time I didn't even let go of the, I fought it!

Many of the sorcerers around them had different thoughts, and some even prayed to the great knowledge that they would get a few more hairs, even a fingernail, in the feast of dividing up the angel.

As the gate of heaven behind the female angel slowly closed, the hands of many wizards were firmly clenched, and fine beads of sweat began to appear on their foreheads, this time it was a living material, a top-notch living material, and how much they could get after making a move depended on their own abilities.

Under the deep gaze of many wizards who could see through the autumn water, the gate of heaven finally closed completely and disappeared in an instant. Then, before the Pope could react, all the wizards instantly burst into action.

In an instant, thunder, earth thorns, volcanoes, terrifying vines with a diameter of nearly 100 meters, icebergs falling from the sky, and thunder-filled oceans, like a large lake of lava erupting from the earth's fire, all beckoned towards the angel.

Faced with such a terrifying situation, the angel was shocked, and subconsciously let the white wings behind his back bloom with bright light, forming a dome to protect her firmly.

The originally clear sky instantly became gloomy, rolling black clouds shrouded the sky, falling from the sky, terrifying icicles the size of icebergs smashed towards the angels, and the constantly shining thunder formed a thick thunder pillar to smash head-on, the earth became trembling, and the huge earth thorns spread out, like a small hill, instantly jacking up the angels, and the hot lava in the middle of the ground thorns instantly exploded into a thick pillar of fire, enveloping the angel's round ball.

The sturdy brown vines shattered the blocking thorns like a nimble python and snaked towards the angel, a thick fog mixed with terrifying visions and a materialized gray-white smoke, making it impossible to see the surrounding area.

The high-ranking members of the Cult of Light were completely killed in the first photo, and the death was extremely fancy, some were killed by lightning, those who were frozen to death, those who were burned to death, those who were stoned to death, and those who were delirious and suffocated to death, etc., and the continuous terrorist attacks directly broke the protective shield of the angel and buried it under a magma lake.

Numerous wizards gathered to look at the angels covered under the lava.

"The other party is definitely not dead, after all, it is an extraordinary creature with extraordinary attributes and a powerful bloodline, dig it out!"

I don't know which wizard roared, and then many wizards shot out in unison, and the earth within a radius of several miles was instantly cracked into fine powder, and as soon as the scarred female angel appeared, it was densely entangled by dozens of magic ropes, and many wizards slammed their left hands and the angel was instantly divided into corpses.

Taylor was lucky, he was given a small arm, a simple little arm, no big arm and no palm.

The female angel was extremely beautiful and elegant, and at first glance she knew that she was extremely beautiful, but all the wizards present were sorcerers who had an absolute pursuit and desire for knowledge, so they split the angel's body on the spot without the slightest mercy, and the soul of the angel shining with light was also taken away by the wizard Mmost.

Wizard Most placed the angel's soul in a special translucent container, and the container shook slightly, and a looming white dotted line extended into an unknown space along the inexplicable spatial frequency.

Seeing this, Wizard Moster laughed, and he said to everyone with a smile: "We have found the base camp of those angels, and sent all the teams you brought to deal with the resistance of this continent, and we are about to enter the pseudo-heaven of the other party to truly harvest a wave of feasts." ”

(End of chapter)