Chapter 1,100: Double Suns (Part 2)

Meteors fell one after another, with blood, holy light, fragments, and complete angels.

Kanrongpa stood on the long steps of the Grand Temple, looking up at the sky, his face dark. Finally, he stopped hesitating, but instead thought about leaving the main hall. This corridor had been walking countless times, and in a moment, he came to the statue.

"My Lord, the great Lord of Nature, please listen to my prayers..." He began to pray, and a crisp voice quietly landed in the hall.

The black sun radiates light, and countless positive energy is emitted from the sun. The powerful positive energy is churning, and the flames are in various shapes, like fountains and vines.

In an instant, a little burst opens, and countless energy has a torrent of energy.

In the center of the sun, there is a palace in a huge vortex. In this palace, a giant dragon surrounded by countless chains roaring angrily.

"Damn angels, they actually came again. I want to kill them all!"

Then, he roared angrily: "Damn fruit, if I could control it, damn it, why do I feel that its binding force has become stronger again?"

Because of the chains, the black dragon who wanted to struggle out and gave those angels a fatal blow had to retract back in depression, with anger naturally in his tone.

I saw chains wrapped around it, and at this time it had been strapped into its skin, flashing with sacred light. In fact, this is not only its chain, but also its source of power.

The two forces of black and red are constantly entangled, which looks very eye-catching and very weird.

The black dragon is still in a young and middle-aged state, but the years it has experienced have been very long. Even the black dragon itself forgets how many years it has spent here.

"Ah, I really want to go out and eat them. How long has it been since I had eaten them? It seems that it has been a long time, right? How long has it been since I had eaten angels? It seems that it has been a long time, right? Alas, I really miss that taste." The bright red tongue drooled his mouth, and the anger of the black dragon immediately changed into a beautiful mood after recalling some wonderful memory.

It was constantly ticking and saliva, obviously immersed in some wonderful feeling that it could not be spoken.

The attack technique of divine thunder is not inexhaustible for it. After just firing two divine thunders, it began to fall on the verge of drowsiness.

However, it soon forced itself out of this sleepiness: "No, I can't sleep now, I want to rest, I want to accumulate divine power, and wait for the next attack!"

This was the first time that he hated sleepiness like this, and the Black Dragon couldn't help but curse.

At this time, the angels were constantly descending from the clouds.

The calories descended, and the sky clearly heard the shouts of overwhelming seas in the ears. They were surrounded by angels, circling in groups of them, and the holy light ripples like water, and the ripples swirled around.

At this moment, thunder sounded again in the dark sun, and the thunder sound shocked between the sky and the earth.

"Boom!" The heaven and earth exploded, the divine thunder and the holy power collided, and even a storm of rapid rotation appeared, and countless angels were torn to pieces.

The Sixth Legion has lost most of the losses.

Kalu was not moved at all: "The glorious warrior rushed down, descended to the ground, killed all the false gods and evil priests, and spread the glory of the Lord on the earth!"

The sound of thunder resounded throughout the world, and the angel horn blew again.

Sibol was in shock at this time.

Three divine thunders, the 300,000 angels of the Sixth Legion, have most of them been killed?

What a terrifying power this is.

But at this time, he heard the commands and horns of the six-winged angels. Out of the piety of the believers and the response of the angels, it roared like all the angels around it, urged its flesh wings with all its might, waved its sword in its hand, and rushed to the ground.

"Kill, kill all the false gods and evil priests!"

Many territories on the ground were attacked by angels.

Angels fell from the sky one by one, which scared people.

Ordinary leaders were already scared and hid, and except for those leaders who suffered undesperate disasters, most leaders had to keep their peace.

The angels’ target is not them, the angels’ targets are the pseudo-gods, the army, and the pseudo-god priests in the territory!

Once these people are encountered by angels, they are ruthlessly strangled.

Almost at the same time, golden light flew up on the ground below, and the sacred altar sprayed out countless powers.

The gods on each territory immediately felt the will of the altar: "Kill, kill all these angels!"

The Wikad Territory is a medium-sized territory, and the gods are the gods of war of their ancestors. Therefore, after the arrival of the holy light, the Earl of Wikad here immediately rushed to the temple.

In the temple, Earl of Wikad felt a familiar atmosphere.

This breath contains majesty and intimacy. This power is also the source of his bloodline. Earl Wickard's body suddenly trembled, took a deep breath and stepped forward.

The door opened, the original statue of the god had disappeared, and the divine light shone on the hall, and a huge golden man was in the hall.

"My Ancestor God!" Earl Wikad stepped forward and knelt down. The moment he saw the Ancestor God, his mood was quiet.

The god wearing armor and said heavily: "We are going to fight to the death this time!"

Earl of Wikad nodded and said calmly: "Ancestor God, I have already felt the power in my bloodline and the landscape in the sky. I will fight you to the end!"

After a moment of silence, the ancestor god Vicard smiled: "It turns out that he was the one who inherited my name. Back then, I was a warrior and was able to become a war god. Now it is time to fight!"

At this time, the holy light outside the temple lit up, and Wikad sneered and said, "However, I still have to follow the ancient rules and ask these enemies!"

"Who are you? Are you enemies or friends?" After flying out, Wicard faced a group of angels with wings floating in the air, he questioned according to ancient etiquette.

When he saw the corpses on the ground outside, his eyes still burst into anger.

"Fake God, please cleanse all the evil souls on this land by the order of the Lord of Light. You evil false God, welcome the destruction!" The leading angel said, and a long sword flashed in his hand, and a sword light with the holy fire pounced on it.

"According to the ancient war etiquette, I declare that the creatures in front of me are my enemies, kill them!" Wicard roared.

"Kill, kill all the angels!" Earl of Wikad gathered his troops to meet the angel's attack.

To be honest, the strength of the two-winged angels is not too high. Within level one to level ten, the four-winged angels are from level eleven to level twenty, and the six-winged angels are from level twenty or above, but in the main world, they are completely suppressed and their strength has dropped significantly.

Now, in the foggy world, the same is true.

Earl of Wikad issued an order: "Shoot!"

Three hundred crossbows shot straight up, and dozens of angels fell down in response.

But the angel pounced very quickly and shot only once. An angel had already pounced on the ground. Earl Wicard roared and waved the spear in his hand, and killed the angel.

The fighting spirit was burning fiercely. While sweeping, several winged angels that had just arrived were killed immediately. Light golden blood splattered, feathers were flying in the sky, and fragments of noble life fell to the ground.

"Boom!" In the sky, a storm and a golden figure rushed out, and the roaring power drowned everything.

However, in the sky, more and more white shadows appeared.

God Wicard roared and rushed into the angel's camp. His divine power was boiling, ignoring the angel's dense holy sword, and rushed in like a tiger entering a wolf pack.

"Boom", a fire with a diameter of dozens of meters exploded, sending dozens of angels around to death.

The god was wrapped around the body of the fire, holding a spear in his hand. Any angel within the attack range splattered blood and exploded in the air, turning into a bright ball of flame.

Almost every time it moves, an angel will lose his life.

This god who was soaked in blood and rushed around killed many angels. However, the angels' counterattack was their shouts resounding throughout the sky. They and the white tsunami surged again and again, attacking the Wicard God, trying to swallow the hard reef in the sea.

As the dense army of angels approached, there was still fighting in the sky, and on the ground, burning flames rose, and the last warriors fought in the flames until the last breath.

As for the divine power of God Wicard gradually dried up and slowed down significantly.

"Kill, kill the false god!" The angel legion, which was as surging as the waves, pounced on it.

The golden blood of God Vicar also splattered, and the angel's dense sword was pounced on his body.

"Die together, my enemy!" God Wicard roared angrily, and then a golden sun suddenly rose and rushed to a hundred meters. This area was so bright that it couldn't open its eyes.

A strong divine storm instantly burned thousands of angels around him together.

When all the light leaves, smoke, flames and dust are filled with the air, making all the scenery look a little blurred.

Flames and meteors floated down and turned into thousands of angels.

They stood in mid-air, their eyes scanning the entire city. In the city, dozens of thick smoke were emitted inside and outside the city. The sky within a radius of dozens of miles was covered by black smoke, but the earth was dim and dull.

Under the angel's eyes, seeing that all resistance was over, the only thing ordinary people in the room could do was to express their fear with trembling.

The angel searched several times, and an angel said, "This place has been cleared and you can report to the adults above."

This angel turned out to be Sibol.

After the baptism of war and the death of countless compatriots, its eyes were indifferent at this moment, and only the holy light was flowing on its wings.

At this moment, night is coming.
Chapter completed!