Light and shadow overlapped, and countless apparitions emerged.

Countless phantoms that seem to be real and illusory, beyond human imagination, continue to emerge around that illusory shadow.

It seemed to inject strength into the pitch-black cocoon.

The dark cocoon phantom continues to solidify!

"Bang ·······"

At this moment, all the strange worms scattered in the streets and alleys of Harlem, the streets, the houses, the cars, the garbage cans, and even the dry bones seemed to be all pinched and exploded by a mysterious force, and then turned into blood-colored mysterious points of light.

Countless blood-colored points of light converged into torrents, quickly converging towards the phantom in the sky.

Meanwhile.

Inside the mysterious phantom in the sky, a mysterious blood-colored ritual suddenly appeared!

Between the flickering of light and shadow.

The black cocoon hanging upside down on the top of the sewer, accompanied by a flicker of blood-colored light, truly appeared in the sky above Harlem.

Appeared in the center of the mysterious cocoon phantom in the sky!

The moment the pitch-black cocoon's true body arrived, a depraved and almost distorted aura enveloped the entire Harlem district, and spread farther away.

And at this moment, strange and huge information was uncontrollably poured into the minds of all those who looked up at this scene.

And the flood of information full of depravity and madness is often accompanied by an eerie whisper of nymphs.

It constantly pollutes everyone's mind and mind, stirring every neuron in their brain.

The vicious and terrifying spiritual pollution erupted in an instant.

At this moment, I don't know how many people who looked directly at that phantom with their naked eyes, their spirits were shocked by terror, and then they fell into madness in distortion and pollution.

The creatures who saw this scene on TV or on the air were in slightly better condition.

It's just that after seeing that scene, I was severely mentally impacted, causing strong physical discomfort, becoming nauseous and wanting to vomit, and my brain was dizzy.

But ······

In Harlem, those closest to the phantom were subjected to an incomparably terrifying spiritual pollution.

Some of them are frantically pounding their brains, trying to expel the horrific information and pollution from their minds······

Some were directly overwhelmed by the depraved information and whispering, and turned into an idiot with saliva at the corner of his mouth······

What's more, he was directly inspired by the terrifying aura above the sky, and then fell to his knees from the bottom of his heart, constantly worshipping the phantom in the sky, and became a believer in the phantom······

And under the trend of that unknown ritual circle.

The phantom shadow above the sky continued to condense, and finally seemed to truly merge with the black cocoon in it.

·········

"I'm sorry, I don't want to face an existence that completely fuses all the flesh and blood essence and death despair on this battlefield to truly promote!"

"So, let's stop here!"

Looking at the black cocoon in the sky that constantly ingests the flesh and blood of living beings through the breath of evil gods, and integrates death, despair, fear and other emotions into the body, making itself transform into some kind of inhuman, strange and mysterious creature.

Standing on the rooftop, Arin stretched out his hand, and from his right arm, he summoned a divine scepter as tall as himself—the Angel's Scepter!

After summoning the Angel Scepter, Erin continued to infuse his own spirituality into the scepter in his hand.

With a strong spiritual force constantly stimulating.

A terrifying force that sleeps in the depths of the angel's scepter is also awakened.

Circles of milky white ripples, centered on the angel scepter in Erin's hand, continued to ripple layer after layer.

"Summon!"

With Erin's words falling!

A brilliant pillar of milky white light descended from the sky, enveloping Erin, and a large number of white feathers fell from the sky.

The hymn of nothingness echoed in the sky, and the whole sky over Harlem seemed to be singing sacred songs,

Even from a distance, you can still feel the divine aura that fills the milky white pillar of light.

At the same time, patches of white feathers also spilled from the sky to all parts of this battlefield.

When the white feathers fell on the people who were suffering from spiritual pollution, a heartfelt warmth instantly purified the abnormalities on their bodies, temporarily isolated the terrible pollution, and loosened their bodies.

Those scattered feathers have this effect.

Not to mention Erin, who was shrouded in a pillar of light.

Under the shroud of the white pillar of light, wisps of divine light continued to repair the depths of Ai Lin's cells, and the various hidden dangers left by long-term malnutrition filled Ai Lin's cellular energy.

In just a few moments, Erin's whole person swelled with a warm feeling.

A sense of satisfaction and comfort from the depths of the cell constantly stimulated Erin's soul.

"This feeling is really comfortable! However, just an appearance, can you make such a big show? ”

Seeing that it had made such a big pomp angel before it appeared, the corners of Erin's mouth twitched slightly.

This kind of appearance special effect almost directly eliminated the possibility of Erin secretly summoning angels to launch a sneak attack in the future, which made Erin's heart full of loss.

"I don't know if this special effect can be changed, otherwise it ······"

Just as Erin was thinking wildly, a touch of golden hair slowly appeared from the white pillar of light.

I saw that under the golden hair, a face that was almost so beautiful that it was flawless slowly emerged from the pillar of light, and that perfect face radiated a holy light.

Under the fair-skinned and slender neck, he was wearing a set of silver-white tight-fitting battle armor full of mysterious patterns, and the plump murder weapon seemed to be about to break through the battle armor.

And behind her, six huge white wings, fluttering in the wind, give people an incomparably noble, holy, and incomparably noble feeling.

With a wave of fluctuations, the eyes of the Seraphim, which had been closed, opened smoothly.

At the same time, a pair of blue eyes also disappeared into Erin's eyes.

It's just that compared to the almost perfect face, the deep hollowness of those blue eyes seems to have lost their soul.

Oh!

That's right, she was refined into an angelic scepter, and she had already lost her soul.

In this powerful body, all that remains is her great strength in life, and her almost instinctive terrifying combat experience.

Under Erin's gaze, her three pairs of white angel wings waved and instantly landed beside Erin.

The next second, she gathered her holy wings behind her back and knelt down on one knee, as if waiting for Erin's orders.

·········

And with the folding of the Seraphim's wings, the visions that Erin produced when he summoned the angels also dissipated.

But.

Accompanied by it, the scene of the holy and noble Seraphim kneeling down on one knee towards Arryn fell into everyone's sight.

Harlem.

When countless people saw the angel that appeared, their three views were shocked.

There was an incredible exclamation.

"Angel! The angel in the legend is actually real, it turns out that the angel really exists. ”

"Oh God! I actually saw a living angel······"

In the crowd, some Catholic and Christian believers knelt down directly in the direction of Aylin, constantly lit the cross on their chests, and worshiped in the direction of Arryn, muttering:

"Oh God! Did you hear our prayers, send down messengers, and send them to save us···········"

The divine pillar of light that fell from the sky just now, as well as the white feathers that could heal the human body, coupled with the sound of praise that resounded through the sky, made countless people quickly confirm the identity of the angel.

Meanwhile.

The figure of the Seraphim kneeling down also caused countless people to speculate.

A Catholic priest was even more excited: "Oh my God! Seraphim (Seraphim) is the highest angel, who in this world is worthy of Seraphim kneeling on one knee, is that figure ···········"

All of a sudden.

Countless speculations turned through his mind in an instant.

Not just on the battlefield.

Even those who saw this scene through the live broadcast were even more noisy, and all kinds of prayers on the Internet, incredulity, and speculation about the identity of the figure in front of the angel were even more boiling.

But fortunately, the long distance, and the white light that the angel gave to Erin when he came, made it impossible for them to see Arryn's face clearly.

·············

On the battlefield.

At this time, Arryn didn't have time to pay attention to the speculation of those ordinary people.

He pointed to the black cocoon above the sky that was absorbing blood-colored points of light as if it had been stimulated after the angel appeared, and ordered the angel behind him, "Kill it!" ”

The Seraphim behind Erin did not respond to Erin in a voice.

It's just a thought of Erin.

The Seraphim, who was kneeling on one knee, suddenly spread his huge wings.

With a slight shock of the three pairs of white wings, she disappeared in front of Erin in an instant.

The next second.

Seraphim appeared in the sky almost teleportingly, and after another flicker, she teleported to the eerie giant phantom.

Stretching out her hand, a brilliant holy sword emitting golden light was pulled out of the void by her, and then slashed towards the huge pitch-black cocoon phantom.

Zheng!

A huge sword light hundreds of meters long burst out from the golden holy sword, instantly splitting the phantom of the pitch-black cocoon.

It fell into the center of the phantom, a cocoon entity wrapped in countless blood-colored points of light and black despair and resentment.

"Dang!"

The milky white sword light slashed down on the pitch-black cocoon, and a metallic sound resounded through the sky.

"Click, click······"

The huge sword light in the Seraphim's hand, although it did not shatter the pitch-black cocoon, also split a few fine cracks on the cocoon.

Of course.

These cracks did not cause any practical damage to the cocoon of the silkworm, which was still pregnant with deformation.

But.

This blow.

But it also slashed the pitch-black cocoon entity out fiercely.

And by the way, he also smashed a corner of the ritual that shone with a mysterious luster under the cocoon.

Accompanied by the shattering of the sadhana.

The blood-colored points of light attracted by the ritual, as well as the emotions of death, resentment, and despair scattered on the battlefield, also dissipated in an instant.

Even the huge shadow that hung over Harlem dissipated.

Even the indescribable aura of terror was dispersed.

From start to finish.

The target of Seraphim's sword has never been the mysterious cocoon that exudes a dangerous aura.

Rather, it is a ritual circle that provides the transformation resources for the mysterious silkworm cocoon.

Shattering this ritual array is equivalent to interrupting the source of power for the transformation of the figure in the cocoon.

Fundamentally interrupted his metamorphosis.

Even if the other party pays the price and forcibly completes this transformation, there will be all kinds of problems due to "stunted growth".

No!

To be precise, Seraphim, who has the complete combat experience of the original body, will not give the other party a chance to complete the transformation at all.

Almost instantly.

The Seraphim dissipated in place again, and instantly appeared above the pitch-black cocoon.

Holding the sword in both hands, wielding the brilliant golden holy sword, it fell accurately towards the crack that had been split by her before.

This time.

The pitch-black cocoon did not sit still.

Dense black silk threads shot out from the pitch-black silkworm cocoon, instantly submerging the holy figure in mid-air.

Just when countless people saw this scene, they were anxious.

A holy milky white flame suddenly burst out from the dense black silk threads, quickly incinerating the black threads that were tougher than steel into swinging swords.

But when the Seraphim broke free from the black thread.

The pitch-black cocoon under her sword was gone.

"Rear upper right corner, 60 degree angle!"

At this moment, Erin, who had already figured out how to control the seraphim summoned by him, also transmitted a message to the seraphim's brain through the angel scepter.

After receiving the message.

Seraphim reacted instantly.

The golden Brilliant Holy Sword was picked up by her forcefully, and it directly rotated 220 degrees, and slashed upwards towards the position in the upper right corner of her back.

Almost at the same time as Seraphim slashed out, in the upper right corner behind her, two spider feet filled with despair, like countless resentful spirits, also stabbed fiercely towards Seraphim's vest.

The next second.

The golden holy sword collided with the pitch-black footstep in mid-air.

"Ding".

With a symphony!

The shock wave formed by the collision of the two terrifying forces set off a hurricane in the same place, sweeping in all directions.

(End of chapter)