Chapter 162: Losing the Angel, A Moment of Peace

The loss of the angel Ben makes people lose everything.

In ancient times, it listened to the gospel of God, conveyed God's commands, and enjoyed the worship of the earthly people, which was supreme glory.

However, after Satan led the angels in rebellion, it lost everything and was left with endless conquests.

And without warning, that day he was about to meet God as usual, but he saw Satan coming through the sky with six pairs of black wings behind him.

Farther away, the supreme heaven hanging high in the sky was burning and collapsing......

The shock left him speechless, and before he could speak, Satan threw the black feather at him.

"The emperor left last night, and he abandoned us!"

"Now, we will fight for ourselves and destroy this corrupt kingdom of heaven!"

"My brother, will you join me?"

Satan's eyes are like deep lakes, and there is no madness, staring at the ben.

Ben Xue was stunned for a full ten seconds before she understood the meaning of Satan's calm eyes.

This rebellion has been planned for a long time!

"Why?" Ben Xue asked silently.

Satan was clearly impatient, and his tone suddenly became cold.

"Ben Xue, there are tens of thousands of angels under my command, and they occupy half of the power of the kingdom of heaven!"

"But last night, when the emperor ascended, he gave the position of supreme commander to Michael!"

"Do you know what Michael's first command was?"

"He said, 'I want me to lead the angels under my command, including you, Cecia, Cyrah, and Abraham, to spread the gospel among them......

Satan walked up to Ben Xue, patted Ben Xue on the shoulder, and said slowly: "This is a denigration, leave the kingdom of heaven, and never turn over - as long as Michael is willing, the gate of heaven will not be opened, we will never be able to come back, you will never want to become a god again, and you will lose everything you have gained!" ”

Ben Xue and Satan looked at each other for more than ten seconds, their eyes were gloomy, and they took the black feather from Satan's hand.

"My brother, we will conquer the world and establish our own divine court, and then we will be our own God!" Satan laughed out loud, turned and flew away.

"Captain, what's going on?"

"Are we going to the rescue!?"

More than a hundred angels belonging to Ben Xue flew over and looked in horror at the heavenly kingdom in the distance.

Ben Xue did not answer, but turned his back to the angels and pinched the black feather with two fingers.

"Satan, you said that there is more than light on the road to godhood, is this the answer you are seeking?"

"As long as you fall, you can gain the power of a demigod......"

"It seems that you have succeeded......"

Ben Xue closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and then placed the black feather on her eyebrows.

The black light suddenly released, and the feathers melted into Ben's forehead as if melting.

"Satan, that's what you're talking about, demonic powers?"

Brush!

Four pairs of black wings spread out from behind Ben Xue!

"Captain!?" The angels were shocked, "What's wrong with you, are you okay?!" Can we help you? ”

Ben Xue suddenly turned around, and a cold light oozed from his gray pupils.

His aura climbed day by day, and he reached the peak of the seventh order in an instant, just one step away from the demigod!

A black wing symbol condenses at the center of its eyebrows.

The spirits of heaven and earth are surging, and the yin wind is strong.

Countless black feathers fluttered, shooting at the eyebrows of angels.

"My brothers, God has forsaken us, we have only this way, follow me!"

"Victory, we will have everything, defeat, we will lose everything!"

Ben Xue stared at the angels who had accompanied him for thousands of years and said solemnly.

The battle for seven days and seven nights was over.

The ascending God projected his will back.

The angry eyes shook the soul, and the hand of the phantom covered the sky and the sun.

All the rebellious angels were thrown down to heaven and fell to the earth.

Above the earth, a huge blood-colored abyss emerged, which was the entrance to hell.

Satan was the first to fall in, roaring and cursing against God.

Then came the other rebels.

Grasping the edge of hell, Ben Xue looked up to the sky with all his might, and saw the kingdom of heaven for the last time.

He froze.

He saw that Michael had annihilated all the souls of the rebellious angels in heaven who had been redeemed from the earth.

Michael's face is majestic and just, holding the holy sword high, implying that this is the heavenly punishment of justice!

Ben Xue has really lost everything, the brothers and sisters of the Heavenly Squad have died in battle, and the old man, girl, and boy who have been redeemed from the human world ...... The meaning of their last existence in the world is no longer seen with the collapse of their souls.

No one will remember them, except the Ben who had redeemed them.

At the moment of falling into hell, the desperate Ben Xue found the "way" and became a demigod.

In hell, Satan gave him a name.

- Lost Angel.

"Burn everything violently!

The flames of endless hell

Coke will become synonymous with the new world

Black will also become a new decoration in Heaven.

The Last Judgment Seat

You will have a place. ”

......

Jiang Fan suddenly felt a piercing coldness, like a poisonous snake crawling up his neck.

He suddenly turned his head and saw a young man with silver hair and gray eyes.

The whole world became dark as the gray-eyed youth walked, and after the darkness, there was dark red lava.

The fire is rising, and the ghosts are wailing.

"This is, the hell of the West?" Jiang Fan frowned.

There is no doubt that he fell into a psychic attack, which is the most common means of attack by demons and fallen angels, and even their way to godhood.

"Jiang Fan?" The gray-eyed youth spoke, his voice gentle and magnetic.

"If I'm not mistaken, you're one of the Nine Fallen Angels, the Lost Angel, Ben Xu?" Jiang Fan stared into Ben's eyes and said softly.

Ben Xue nodded, and then turned away, seemingly unwilling to communicate too much with Jiang Fan.

He raised his right hand and waved it, saying, "You can't use divine power here, your will is your power, carry it and I'll leave, because I can't kill you, that's all." ”

The words fell, and Ben's figure disappeared like a mist.

The moment it disappeared, Jiang Fan tensed his nerves.

In the land of hell, grass and trees began to grow, and a church rose from the ground.

The world has changed again.

Jiang Fan fell to the ground and raised his head, the sky was blue and full of white clouds.

It's a medieval town where the river flows in front of it, sparkling and waterwheeled carts carry the clear river to the fields.

The breeze was warm, and Jiang Fan was in a slight trance for a moment, and it seemed that he had really come to a quiet and peaceful era.

But he quickly reacted, this was just another illusion, he closed his eyes, and his firm belief was like a wave crashing against the illusion, and the illusion trembled.

"Although it is very strong, it can also break through the ...... with continuous impact," Jiang Fan's eyes changed slightly, "But I would like to see what the spiritual attack of the lost Angel Ben Xue is." ”

He walked to the river, lowered himself, and looked at himself.

It's angels.

Behind it is a white wing, with a perfect body and a handsome face, and a golden circle of light on the top of the head.

"Am I a cardia?" Jiang Fan muttered.

Suddenly, a shout interrupted Jiang Fan's thoughts.

"Great God, send angels to cure my daughter's sickness, her eyes are so beautiful that she should not see nothing!"

Jiang Fan turned around, followed the sound, flapped his wings, and came to the church.

An old farmer in plain clothes is praying, and on the prayer platform stands an elderly priest.

The priest said to the old farmer: "Amp, I believe that God has heard your prayers, so now send your daughter here." ”

"Amen, thank you, Father!" The old peasant was grateful, saluted, and left.

After a while, the old peasant came to the church with a beautiful girl with blue eyes.

Although the girl can't see, her eyes are clear, she is smiling, her body is well-proportioned, and even if she is wearing monotonous clothes, she is as refreshing as a first-blooming flower.

"I will listen to God's instructions to treat her, and you can leave tomorrow, and come and pick up your daughter." The priest said, tilting his head.

"Yes, thank you, Father!" The old peasant thanked him vigorously, then exited the church and closed the door.

In the darkness, only a little sunlight penetrated through the dome.

Dots of light are scattered on the floor of the church, and the shadows contrast with the light.

The priest stepped forward, the compassion in his eyes gone, replaced by a touch of green greed, and he took the girl's hand: "Follow me." ”