"Yarrow, Sister Dimihera, are we going to die?" asked Beckis, turning her pale little face and looking to the side. Such a small action touched the wrist that was penetrated by the steel nail, and the pain made her breathe, and there was no trace of blood on her face.

"Be obedient, don't be afraid, don't be cranky, everything will be fine. Yarrow, who was pinned to the side, comforted softly.

But Dimihera didn't say anything, not because she didn't want to, but because she couldn't speak at all, and by the time she was subdued by Jaclaas, she was already seriously injured. And as a former Angel of the First War, her body was pierced with at least dozens of barb-covered steel nails with sealing powers, and a thick iron cable passed through her black wings, and the circle was wrapped around the stone pillar behind her.

From above came McFarlane's feeble laughter: "Look at everything, it's enough to live so long." ”

Landas and Gold reluctantly said, "It's a pity that they didn't die on the battlefield. ”

The blue-gray stone pillars have been stained a dark red by the blood of countless fallen angels and blasphemers, all of whom had previously hid in the plane of hell under the protection of the Lord of Darkness, but now that the Lord of Darkness is dead, it is difficult to have no eggs under the nest.

All the "sinners" were nailed to the surface of the pillars, some were still alive, some had died of exhaustion.

Sin is to be washed away with blood, which is the law of the Lord of Light.

Beckis's mouth was so pouted that she almost cried, "But I'm still afraid! I don't want to die here!"

Yarrow gasped with difficulty: "It's all because I'm useless, I can't fulfill the trust of the Lord God when he is dying, and I haven't fulfilled my duty to protect you." But you don't have to worry. Wherever you go, I'll be with you. He who takes care of you will never leave you alone!"

"Really?" asked Beckis.

"I promise. Yarrow said in a low but firm voice.

Then there was silence again on the stone pillar. After a few moments, Beckis suddenly screamed.

"What's wrong?" asked Yarrow worriedly.

"You ...... Look where! there's someone fighting the angelic legions!" said Beckis.

Yarrow struggled to open his eyelids, which seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and looked into the distance. Sure enough, countless angels swarmed in the same direction, and a familiar figure rushed across the silver-white angel army, stirring up countless blood flowers. The corpses of angels rained down.

"Teacher!" Yarrow recognized the figure in the distance, and shouted happily, "Teacher, he's awake, he's come to save us!"

"Dick, come and help!" McFarlane exclaimed.

"Your Excellency. We're here!" Gold and Landas called out in unison.

The hardest-injured Dimihra reluctantly raised her head, opened her chapped lips, and her voice echoed softly in her throat: "Di...... ......"

Hearing the voices of the people, Dick finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, they are still alive, then there is hope for everything!

"Random cuts!" Dick snapped. At the same time, he stretched out his left hand, and dozens of spatial cutting lines formed by the fragmentation and collapse of space spread out from the tips of his five fingers, and the space was filled with ripples visible to the naked eye with the dance of these chaotic cutting lines.

Dick's five-finger dexterous dance, dozens of spatial cutting lines dance the music of death. Swirling towards the surrounding legions of angels.

The chaotic cutting dances like the wind, slashing up and down, even if it is a seraphim, it can't hold on for even a second in front of the sharp spatial cutting line. Dick was overwhelmed. Clash between the flesh and blood of the angelic legions, and any angels in their way are reduced to broken corpses.

Dick waved his hand suddenly, and the Spatial Order Keeper on his finger lit up with a dazzling silver light. A hundred-foot-long spatial rift slashed out with terrifying might, like a galaxy hanging upside down. In the tens of thousands of angel arrays that rushed in, a gap was forcefully opened. Then Dick's figure flew in, rushing into the sun at incredible speed.

Dick was as fast as the wind. In the blink of an eye, he had broken through the layers of aura barriers and flew to the stone pillar that bound the sinners. The right hand was like a knife, and with a heavy swing, the majestic space power condensed into a silver light blade, smashing the stone pillar as high as a hundred zhang!

All the "sinners" who had escaped from the trap shouted for joy, the fallen angels flapped their black wings and flew into the distance, and the blasphemers fled with all their might.

It's just that Dick's salvation is too late for some people, whose vitality has been drained with blood, and they are either dried corpses, or they have lost the power to escape. Their bodies fell headlong to the ground as the pillar shattered.

In the midst of the falling figures, Dick suddenly saw a familiar figure.

"Dimi!" he called out. The figure shook and immediately teleported to Dimihera's side. With trembling hands, he caught Dimichra's body. Where it tentacles, there is a moist and warm scarlet. It ticked down his palm.

Dick felt that Dimihera's body was much lighter, her blood was almost gone, her beautiful little face was so white that there was no trace of human color, and her blood-red eyes were completely devoid of lustre.

Dimichra suddenly felt herself fall into a warm embrace, and she used all her strength to barely open her eyelids. Her vision was blurry, but she recognized him at a glance......!" Gram, you wake up...... Is it? ...... Only...... Well......" Dimihera's voice was so low that she couldn't even hear herself.

She was still worried about herself! Dick felt a pain in his heart. He leaned down and kissed her pale lips gently, and the pure power of the Lord God passed down the kiss into her body, moistening her nearly dry body.

Seeing that Demihera's face was finally better, Dick removed the steel spikes from her joints and removed the chains that had pierced her wings. Seeing Demichra's brow furrow at pain, Dick hated his uselessness even more!

"Lord of Light, I want you dead!" Dick squeezed the words out of his teeth, his eyes split, and by this moment he had completely forgotten what D'Rumivre had asked before leaving.

Turning around suddenly, Dick shouted to Yarrow and the others: "Everyone come here!"

Yarrow, Beckis, McFarland, Landas, and Gold all flew over and gathered around Dick.

"Take care of Dimi. Dick handed the Demichra in his arms to McFarlane. Then he shouted, "Mass teleportation!"

Two huge magic arrays condensed in the air and under their feet, and between the two magic arrays shone with an uncertain brilliance.

Teleportation enveloped everyone except Dick.

Yarrow exclaimed, "Teacher, aren't you going together?"

Dick turned around, and Yarrow saw that his eyes were faintly red, "You go first, I still have an account to settle with the Lord of Light!"

There was a loud buzz, and Yarrow and the other six all disappeared into the teleportation light.

Dick was left alone, facing the overwhelming army of angels and the Lord of Light.

A majestic shout suddenly came from behind him, "Who dares to trespass on the realm of the Lord God!" Dick turned his head to see that it was a battle angel with six pure white wings and ten golden wings of light.

"Who are you?" said Dick coldly.

"I'm the First Battle Angel under the throne of the Lord God, Jaclas!" said the Six-Winged Angel with his head raised slightly.

"Jacklas?" Dick muttered as his eyes fell on the angel's body. According to D'Ruminfol, it seems that it was this angel who seized the likes of Dimichra and Yarrow and left them to be nailed to a stone pillar and wait alone for death to come.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Dick's face: "How are you going to die?"

"Hmph, arrogant fellow, I can't ......fight when I have been given divine power by the Lord God," Jaclas's words suddenly choked in his throat, and he couldn't spit out half a word! With Dick's movement, the space around him squeezed towards him as if it were substance.

"Lord God, haha, no matter how many wings the Lord of Light gives you, it can't change the end of your destruction!" Dick sneered, his palms clenched, and Jaclas's whole body let out a dense cracking sound, and red blood overflowed from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose. But he still couldn't scream.

Jackas's eyes flashed with anger, horror, pain, and struggle, and finally turned into pleading.

Dick smiled coldly, and his palms clenched into fists violently! Jaclas's body was also squeezed into pulp by the power of space in an instant, and blood gushed and fell to the ground. Seraphim, not even qualified to let Dick use magic today!(To be continued......)