Linton's move really made the two angels shake, not only Tyrel, but also Imperis here. The other party is just? The Sword of Judgment does not want to judge him, so what are they? Are the real sinners them?

Inpres was hit hard. When Linton pinched it, he even forgot to avoid it. The next second, a hand passed through his chest with one hand.

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"Uh..." Yingpuris made a painful sound, subconsciously swung his sword and slashed at Linton in front again. Of course, the result was the same. The Holy Feather's Light directly passed through Linton's body, and still did not cause any damage.

"Why? I don't believe it!" Yingpuris roared with anger without caring about his injuries. Of course, he was not asking Linton, perhaps questioning the Holy Sword of Judgment, or questioning the heavens, it was obvious that justice should be on his side. These guys are evil men who invaded high-level heaven and killed angels, so why can't they be judged? Yingpuris was really in chaos at this moment.

"I don't admit it! I don't admit it!" Inpres roared angrily, but the next second, Linton hit the wall next to him. Before he could react, Linton picked up the other party again and smashed it into the ground next to him.

"Stop!" Tyrell couldn't stand it and wanted to help, but he was so injured that he was too serious. He was gone. He lay on the ground and could not move at all, so he could only shout at Linton.

"You guys really don't have the setting of fainting value." Linton originally wanted to try to get points from these guys without using the sealing technique, but it seems not that simple now. These people have no physical body in the actual sense. If they really get blown up, they will probably turn into light and disappear, and there will be nothing left. It seems that they can only seal it.

Seeing this situation, Linton had to start sucking the bottle, but just as he was about to take action, a streamer-like thing suddenly flew over next to him, directly rolling up Inpres who had just been beaten by Linton and fell to the ground, then pulled it hard and snatched the person.

Looking in the direction of the streamer rolling back, Linton saw two figures. One of them was wearing a white robe and a streamer hanging on her body. His figure was obviously an angel for women. Needless to say, this should be the hope angel Olir.

Another angel who was following not far behind her, wearing a gray robe and bright silver wings, could probably guess that the other party was the Angel of Destiny Iserel.

The battles here have all turned out like this, and these two people can't sit still. Of course, now appearing here has saved Lindon a lot of time to find people. Lindon expects that they will appear, and the most headache is that people will run away. After all, these angels may really be made of light, and there is no breath in their bodies. If they are not marked, they will really not be able to track them down.

Just after Inpres was retracted, Linton clearly saw that the injury on the chest that had been pierced by him was healing faster. Including the damage to the armor was also being repaired, probably because this thing that looked like armor was actually part of the angel's body, not something he put on.

In short, it is obvious that I hope that Angel Olir’s streamer-like thing has the ability to heal. In fact, Linton is not surprised. Linton knows this Olir mainly because of another game in the same company that has been on the road to becoming popular, and in that case, Olir is a profession of a nanny.

Relatively speaking, the Angel of Destiny that she followed was really not very familiar with. Although it also appeared in the game, it looked like a guy who likes to be mysterious.

"It's okay, Inpres." Olir spoke, his voice sounded much better than those demons. This should be what the real angel should look like in most people's impressions, like a combination of love and beauty, sacred and elegant.

"This guy! This human!" Yingpuris was still yelling with a ruthless attitude. It seemed that the blow just now was indeed quite big. This guy still hasn't understood the situation and is still in chaos.

"Calm down, Inpres!" Oriel here raised her voice a little. What's amazing is that her voice was a bit like a meditation spell, which directly dispelled the chaos in Inpres's mind. After being shouted like this, Inpres suddenly woke up a lot.

"Oriel, Iserel..." Inpres finally saw the person coming clearly, but immediately said, "This human must be eliminated! He is the embodiment of sin!"

"I'm so anxious to beat me into a sinner. The more anxious you are, the more it means you are doubting your 'justice'." Linton said with a smile, "Imperus, you're breaking your defense."

"Stop it! You evildoer!" Inpres roared.

"There is no need to explore justice here. You invade the home we live in. We fight to protect the high-level paradise." Oriel next to him said slowly. Her words were "justice" than the "sinner" Imperis, who was "sinner", was much clearer in order, and it was obvious that the gap in IQ was visible.

"I'm not here for your home, nor for your land," Linton said, spreading his hands, "I said from the beginning that I'm here to destroy your angels. I've asked Tyrel to bring a message to declare war with you, and no one takes it seriously."

"Then we are fighting for our own race now." Obviously, Olil should have heard Linton's speech before, so she didn't bother with Linton about why she eliminated the angels. Perhaps she also felt that Linton's excuses made up at least logically cannot find any loopholes. Light and shadows exist in contrast. While destroying the demons, the angels must be eliminated. Theoretically, it was too perfect. Olil didn't know whether these words were correct, because the angels and demons fought for tens of thousands of years without any result. This may be the reason.

But because of this, their angel clan would surrender? He was wiped out with the demon? Anyway, Olir would definitely not accept such a result. As the Angel of Hope, she certainly could not accept such a desperate ending. There would always be other ways. While destroying the demon, letting the Angel clan survive, called the Hope method.

At the same time, the fate angel Iserel next to him stood there without saying a word, highlighting a taciturn. However, although he could not see his expression, Linton always felt that the other party should be observing him.

"Oriel, I must deal with this guy." Inpres next to him was as reckless as ever. Of course, he was also anxious, because just as they were talking, the battle next to him continued. Thousands of angels in the sky were beating Aizen alone, and the number of 10,000 to 1 was so exaggerated than it seemed. In the actual combat situation, Aizen was dealing with these large groups of angels very calmly, as if he could not feel any pressure at all. As the angel guards continued to fall from the air, how could Inpres not be in a hurry?

Olil is still very sober now, at least much more sober than Inpres next to him. Ignoring Inpres' words, the first step that Olil thinks about now is to save her brother, Tyrell.

Now Tyrel fell at Linton's feet, half of her body was blown away, and the situation was very bad. Olil probably knew Linton's strength. If you want to fight against such a monster, you must gather all your strength. In short, pull Tyrel up first.

Linton was really relaxed. When he confronted several angels here, he still had time to look up at Aizen next to him. After all, he really didn't care about the actions of the angels. But just as Linton looked up, Olir here took action.

The white streamer suddenly flew out like a long white snake. After twisting in the air, it shot directly at Tyrell at Linton's feet. Of course, this was not an attack, but wanted to save people just now.

Linton also instantly understood Olil's plan. As a nurse, he really wanted to fill the whole team with milk first. This is really a very qualified treatment.

While thinking, Linton also stretched out his hand and grabbed the long white snake attacking in the air. However, he didn't expect that the streamer caught here changed direction in an instant. Instead of rushing towards Tyrel on the ground again, he immediately wrapped Linton's hand, wrapped it around Linton's hand for several consecutive times, and then fixed it. After a ray of light, the streamer here suddenly turned into an iron chain, locking Linton's right hand. And the other end of the iron chain was naturally in Orill's hand.

"Is this what I've been aiming at my hand from the beginning?" Linton quickly understood that the other party was aiming at his hand at the beginning, not really saving people. This was his reaction. I have to say that Olir is a bit smart, or he actually has rich combat experience.

Linton guessed right. Olir's combat experience is actually very rich. She is not the nurse whom Linton remembers that he can only treat her. She participated in this Eternal Battle of more than 100,000 battles, not as a logistics person, but as a rush to the front line every time.

At the same moment, Tyrell at Linton's feet also disappeared. Linton looked at the fate angel Iserel next to Olil in surprise, because Tyrell was now held in his hand because of the disappearing Tyrell.

"Excellent cooperation." Linton couldn't help but praise. Iserel and Olir did not communicate, but cooperated at the same time as they took action. It was probably a tacit understanding that they had been trained by fighting side by side for more than 100,000 times. As for how the other party took Tyrel away from Linton's feet...

"Did you just use the magic of time?" Linton asked with interest.
Chapter completed!