Patting his clothes casually, as if he was quite dissatisfied with the extra bit of dust on his clothes, Roger pursed his lips: "This is the power of angels? It's really disappointing, I thought that even if it wasn't as good as those six false false gods, it should at least be not far from the existence of dragons and giants."

"It seems that I am thinking too much, and the strength of you angels is not even comparable to ordinary dragons and giants."

"I have to be careful and cautious before I lose it, if the angels are all capable of yours, it is really a waste of thought."

Hiss!

The four angels took a breath.

The expressions on their faces were all very strange, and they couldn't tell what kind of means Roger used to break free from the attack of his companions.

Even the soul impact that can directly destroy the soul, and even the river of blood that can decay the flesh have no effect at all.

This guy's soul has not seen madness, and his body has not been damaged...... How did the human body and soul reach this level?

No way, it's absolutely impossible!

The angel who shot was even more red.

He felt that Roger's hateful bastard was deliberately playing tricks on himself.

His face trembled violently, his lips moved rapidly, and in an instant, the shadow of the angel spread out under the reflection of the crimson moon, as if a pitch-black liquid was enveloping the front.

It's like some kind of angelic trick again.

It's a pity that Roger has lost interest in these angels, sighs slightly, and his right hand is deep towards the position of the angel, and his five fingers are bent, and he immediately clenches it hard.

Click.

It was as if something had been crushed in Roger's palm.

At the moment when the voice just came out, the leftmost angel was in the center, and the space instantly collapsed.

The angel's face began to be compressed into a crumpled mass at an extremely fast speed, and finally turned into a fist-sized sphere that fell into Roger's palm.

seconds.

Everyone in the Church of Dawn and Redemption was dumbfounded, although they all believed that with Roger's strength, there should be no problem dealing with the angels.

But, after all, it's an angel.

The existence that doesn't even dare to stare with the right eyes on weekdays, and now in front of Roger, he was killed in an instant?

Even though he was deeply shocked by the strength he had shown for Roger just now, he thought that he already knew enough about Mr., but now he realized that what he knew was only a drop in the bucket.

How terrifying the strength of the gentleman is, just like the endless abyss, it is impossible to spy on it at all.

Below, Saint Opple's face was even pale, and his body was trembling.

Even the real angels are no match for Roger......

Could this guy be a god who can be on an equal footing with the six gods?

The remaining three angels were also stunned by this scene, for a while the three faces stayed in mid-air, motionless, after half a second passed, the three angels almost did not hesitate, one by one immediately turned around and ran, flying straight towards the endless sky.

They are not stupid demons.

When encountering an existence that is not an opponent, you have to rush up stupidly to find death.

Damn, the companions are all given seconds, even if the three of them are combined, they can't do this freak, when did such a ruthless character appear in the human race.

The three angels, while fleeing, cursed and cursed.

And Roger was not in a hurry, just waved his hand, and a coffin appeared out of thin air, and the coffin lid opened itself in mid-air, chasing after the three fleeing angels.

It's obviously just a coffin, but in the eyes of the three angels, the inside of the coffin is as deep as a black hole.

Just by looking at it, they can feel that tremor that comes from the deepest part of their souls.

The wings fanned faster and faster, but the distance between them and the coffin was getting closer and closer.

With a scream, the first angel had already been sucked into the coffin, and it was clear that the lid was not blocked, as if at any time

The angels who could crawl out of it, but the angels who were sucked into it by the coffin immediately lost their voices.

The second, the third.

In a short period of time, all four angels have been killed by Roger.

St. Op on the ground was completely stunned, standing there motionless, and the whole person seemed numb.

When the first angel *** fell, St. Op already understood that his last reliance was worthless, and when he saw the last three angels being cinnabar in turn, there was no fluctuation in his heart.

Roger looked over, and Saint Op only felt his legs go limp, and knelt directly on the ground.

His forehead pressed against the ground, declaring submission.

It doesn't matter what the scorching sun is to judge the honor of the Holy Archbishop of the Church, what is the supreme eternal scorching sun.

It was only at this time that Saint-Op realized that his life was the most important.

He wanted to live.

And, he knew he had a chance to live.

The reason why Roger didn't kill himself was because he wanted to pry open his mouth and know all the plans of the three major churches from his own mouth.

As a Holy Archbishop, St. Op is a high-ranking member.

Although the core secret is not known, it can also provide Roger with a lot of valuable information, which is the capital of his own survival.

He opened his mouth and was about to speak, but Roger's body had already appeared in front of Saint Op, looking at the head kneeling in front of him and sticking to the ground, Roger chuckled, raised his right foot, and slammed.

St. Oppe's head was crushed like a cherry tomato.

Roger wasn't that.

Leaving St. Oppe's life alive is just to let St. Opp experience a little more fear.

If the control of the soul was not so good before, maybe Roger would really let Saint Op live a little longer.

But now that Barnard has the power of the soul, it doesn't matter if St. Op is alive or not, as long as the soul is still there.

Roger believed that Barnard would be able to scavenge Saint-Opp's soul inside and out.

Barnard's methods will definitely give the soul of St. Op a taste that will last a lifetime.

It's all solved.

Roger exhaled heavily, and the depression and depression that had been accumulating in his chest were finally released.

"Barnard, St. Oppe's soul has been handed over to you, dig me up everything stored in his soul." Roger gave the order indifferently.

Barnard's figure appeared beside Roger, nodded, and took Saint-Oppe's soul away.

Roger finally turned around and returned to the inside of the hall.

The scorching sun and the doglegs of the ruling church were all settled, and everyone's faces were full of happiness...... There is also irrepressible sadness.

Even if you kill these people and take revenge, the dead people will not be able to come back after all.

Anyone can see that the loss of the Lovell Kingdom this time is far more exaggerated than imagined.

"Everyone is tired, let's find a room to rest, and the rest will be talked about tomorrow." Roger sighed and said.

After all, no words of comfort were spoken, and any comfort seemed so pale in this situation.

Nelson also took a hard breath: "I'll go to the city wall first, and collect the corpses of my father, mother, and other brothers."

Roger nodded, "I'll go with you."

Although the city is now largely emptied of enemies, there is no guarantee that there will be any fish that will slip through the net.

Elvia and Matilda also went with them.

"Wait a minute......" Just as Roger and the others had just walked to the door, they were suddenly stopped by the little evil spirit.

"Little Lilith, what's wrong?" Roger asked with some curiosity.

"Are those angels dead?" The little demon asked, tilting his head.

"Dead."

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The corpse is still there?"

"Yes."

"Give me one." The little evil spirit unceremoniously stretched out his little fat hand and said as a matter of course.

Roger took out the balled angel and placed it in the palm of the little demon's hand, and then asked, "What do you want the corpse of the angel for?"

"The power of an angel is partly in the blood and partly in the soul, and if I can absorb an angel, it will help to restore the strength."

Roger's throat squirmed slightly, and he politely didn't ask the little evil spirit how to absorb an angel.

Just silently, he handed over the remaining three angels to little Lilith except for a little blood that was collected.

Little Lilith was overjoyed and took the four corpses, found a room, and prepared to go to retreat.

A delicate and cute girl, holding four bloody corpses, no matter how you look at it, that picture is weird.

"Let's go."

After sending the little evil spirit away, Roger turned around and walked in the direction of the city gate with Nelson and the others.

Feeling the thick stench and blood that was still spreading in the air, feeling the mud under his feet, and looking at the corpses everywhere, Nelson's face was extremely gloomy.

This is definitely a very serious blow to Nelson, who is bent on trying to make Lowville prosperous and strong and stable for a long time.

Silent all the way to the gates, Lowell laid down the rotten corpses on the city walls.

The sadness on Nelson's face didn't know when it had dissipated, and at this moment, all that remained on this face was indifference.

Cold as frost.

In this short period of time, the impact on Nielsen is too great.

Nielsen didn't collapse directly, it was already considered strong-willed.

"Mr. ......"

Finally, Nelson slowly spoke, breaking the silence.

"What do you say, what should we do next in the Kingdom of Lovell?"

For Nelson, this moment fills the depths of his heart with an unprecedented sense of powerlessness.

Once upon a time, there were endless intrigues and tricks with the aristocracy, the church, and the third prince, but at this moment, Nelson discovered how weak the so-called schemes were when faced with the absolute crushing power.

Suddenly, Nelson raised his head suddenly, and a pair of still bloodshot eyes stared at Roger: "Sir, you are quite a king......

"No, do you want to be emperor?"