Oh no, how did she miss this uncertaintie!

Vashak took half a step forward, placing the Sui behind him, his weapon in the middle.

"Don't say you're injured, even if you're not injured, you can't beat me, and I saved you in vain. Michael didn't pay attention to the two snowy blades, beckoned to the Sui and said, "Come here, I'll take you to Artedust." ”

The Sui had a bad premonition, "You released Vashak from the ice prison?"

Vashak led her back, almost all of his magic used to warn, "It's not him, it's the king." ”

"We worked together because of the same person's request," Michael said with a smile, "and we had a friendly conversation. He stretched out his hand, and was quickly slashed across by Vashak, sending out a stream of air that cut through a forest around him.

"You look ······" Michael wiped his fingertips and gently spat out a few words, "I hate ······"

The Sui felt only that she was being pushed away by a hand, and then the dull sound of violent collisions and blows was in her ears, and when she got up, she saw Vashak being pinched by Michael's neck against the trunk of a tree, and a few feathers were sprinkled in the air.

"Vashak!" she ran forward, only to make a walking gesture, blood dripping from his clothes and landing on the roots of the tree to form a small puddle of blood.

"Let's go!"

She was dizzy, her eyes red with bright red blood, "Michael, this has nothing to do with him, let him go!"

A layer of white light floated in Michael's left hand, and he slowly inserted his whole hand into his chest, and Vashak snorted, his body twitching violently. A faint white smoke rose from the shattered wound in his chest, like after corrosion.

"If you kill him, you won't get anything!!" The Sui man stared at the hand and slowly approached, "Let go!"

"Are you going to break the contract?" Michael slowly pulled his hand out, he shook it off, and a few drops of blood accidentally splashed on the Sui man's face, "Is it because of this guy that he wants to break the contract?"

"Or, you're in Artedusty and this is called······ Vashak's guys made a choice?"

After the big broken hole in his chest was taken out of that hand, his own magic began to repair, but after all, he still lost too much blood, and Vashak's gray face looked like he was about to die, and he stood up against the tree with great difficulty.

"It's none of your business, you don't care. Michael, you are so desperate to get your hands on it, do you have a competitor in the angelic world," Su Yi said maliciously: "The Seraphic Angel died together with Lilith, the position is vacant, if you don't have some credit, if you want to be the head of the nine angels, it's not that simple." ”

"Are you provoking me?" said Michael, looking at the homeless man under his feet, "It seems that you have made a choice, and he seems to be a little bit more than simple, no wonder you gave up on Artedust." ”

"Let me guess who is qualified to compete with you for the position of Seraph, first and foremost it is Wiltes, everyone knows how he came, and the one in the temple will probably be very satisfied. The second is Raphael, a master angel who clearly has six wings but leads the team among the intermediate angels. And in the extermination of Lucifer and Lilith, Raphael should be the first to play. ”

She got closer and closer, and her mouth still didn't stop, "The nine archangels are faintly divided into camps, one side is headed by you, and the other side is led by Raphael, especially Raphael's right-hand man Gabriel is still pulled up by him." Gabriel holds the Tree of Life in her hands, and all the primary angels are transformed by her hands, so Michael—"