"Do you know this throne envoy of the Akon God clan?" Mycella said curiously.
She knew that everyone had their own secrets they wanted to keep, so she did not directly ask why Brian was able to summon the Akong God clan.
Despite this, she still couldn't help but curiosity in her heart and finally chose a relatively simple question.
"I know him," Brian said with a smile, "but he certainly doesn't know me."
Akareon served in the army of Siatir, a martyr of the Seven Fierce Society of Heaven, and had a strong affinity for the divine energy.
It is said that he had sacrificed 17 times in a battle with evil, and could even recall the painful details of each death.
Touched by the apostle's dedication and steadfast sacrifice, Siaithir resurrected Akareon every time with the real resurrection technique.
Of course, Akareon has killed thousands of evil demons in his 17 lives, and was eventually transformed into a throne envoy, loyal to Zariel, the former leader of the throne envoy.
It was not until Zariel fell and became the Duke of Hell of Aphonus that he had the opportunity to take the position of lord to assist the martyrs in managing the sixth level of the holy city of Yeshila in the Mountain of Heaven.
The fundamental reason why Brian was able to summon him was that he had accidentally heard about some history of the female devil Rila Mile as an angel in the game world.
At this moment, he saw that the two confrontation finally began to act.
The sacred light tore the darkness, and the throne god Akareon walked out of the void. He looked at Rilamire not far away, and a complex look floated in his majestic expression.
Then, Akareon silently raised the sacred golden broad sword in his hand with runes carved in his hand, and the silver-white flames burst out and rushed straight into the sky.
Seeing Akareon's actions, the face of the fallen angel Rhelamire, who was floating in the air, changed slightly and said slowly, "Akareon, I really didn't expect that we would be like this when we meet again."
Facing Rilla Mile's inquiry, Akareon's majestic and unshakable expression did not change at all. His glittering eyes fell on the fallen angel and sighed slightly.
Then, the throne envoy shook his head and spoke.
His voice was low and Brian and Myrcella, who turned into the melon-eating crowd, did not hear clearly what he was saying.
However, although Brian did not hear clearly, he could tell through Akareon's eyes and mouth shape that it was definitely not a good word.
This made him secretly guess who was the scumbag and who was the scumbag.
As he expected, the fallen angel in front of him couldn't help but tremble when he heard Akareon's answer, and the dark energy around him suddenly increased.
"Then go and die!"
Rhelamire seemed to have broken her defense, with bright red light flashing in her eyes, heart-wrenching sounds, like the roar of a wild beast when it was injured.
Facing the crazy fallen angel, Akareon seemed not surprised. He just silently raised the sacred golden broad sword and placed it in front of him, and his white wings unfolded from behind him.
"Mr. Brian, and this lady, this is a problem between me and her." said the Throne God Messenger, "Please back and not get involved."
Looking at the battle angels and fallen angels floating in the sky, Brian shrugged his shoulders, without any intention of getting involved.
He looked at Myrcella and immediately stepped back and hid aside. If he ate the melon and ate it on himself, wouldn't it be a tragedy?
After all, this is a battle between two high-level legendary bosses, and the dust raised is probably enough for him to drink a pot.
"I never thought you would fall into this way." Akareon looked at the fallen angel in front of him and sighed softly.
Hearing Akareon's words, Rhelamier's eyes suddenly turned bloody, and her twisted face no longer had the charming beauty she had seen before.
"You haven't thought about it? Akareon?! So what about you? Look at what you are now? Losing the pride of the fighting angel, you are driven like a bound dog, what qualifications do you have to sympathize with me here?"
"We chose the completely opposite path at the beginning, but we got the same result! I am no longer the same me as before! Akareon, now I have abandoned the things that made you and me fight for back then! Because everything is meaningless! Whether it is justice or kindness, they will eventually disappear. In this world, all we maintain is a passing cloud!"
The fallen angel Rilamire suddenly raised the magic sword in his hand and pointed it at Akareon, "Only destruction is eternal, Akareon, you and me are the same!"
"I can understand your mood, my friend." Akareon's majestic face did not show a slight wavering expression. He stretched out his white wings and pointed his sacred golden broad sword straight at his opponent.
"But now all this is meaningless. I am no longer the same as before, but I still have my mission to accomplish. This is our destiny and destination. No matter how you resist, deny or even escape, you cannot ignore its existence. Haven't you noticed this yet?"
"I didn't escape!!!"
Hearing this, the Fallen Angel shouted loudly, then her figure flashed, and the magic sword tore the air, mixed with the sharp sound of breaking through the air, and slashed towards Akareon.
Faced with the attack of the fallen angel, Akareon had no expression on his face.
He held the sword tightly in his hands and blocked his side. The silver flames spread in an instant, illuminating the originally extremely dark sky for a moment.
And at this moment, the giant sword also slashed heavily on Akareon's sword.
"clang!!!"
The sound of the interception, the black mist and the silver-white flames intertwined and bit each other, and Akareon's body shook slightly, but soon he waved his sword with his backhand and pressed forward.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! With the movement of the throne angel, the flames bursting out from the golden broad sword in his hand became more dazzling, and silver-white flames rolled out from the sword, swallowing the huge, dark-handed magic sword in front of him.
For a moment, she saw countless light spots splashing everywhere, and a harsh friction sound, and the magic sword in the hands of the fallen angel was immediately suppressed. Under the light of the fire, her delicate face became ugly and distorted.
In Brian's opinion, this is not a close battle.
In terms of strength, Akareon is obviously higher than the current Fallen Angel.
Otherwise, Saiweilin and others would not have escaped with their tails stomped.
The outcome of this battle is conceivable.
At this moment, the sacred power teared open the dark clouds like a sharp knife, and countless cracks appeared on the magic sword in the hands of the Fallen Angel. Even her arms had been eroded by the sacred power, and her fair and delicate skin began to become dry and thin.
Obviously, even if the old lover suddenly met, the fighting angel Akareon did not have any sympathy for the beauty.
But the fallen angel Rila Mir did not give up or escape because of this.
On the contrary, she shouted loudly and continued to move forward with both hands. The evil aura that had already become indifferent became stronger again due to the madness that was almost lost intellect.
However, for Akareon, she is just struggling to death now.
Faced with the attack of the fallen angel, Akareon's body sank, as if he was suppressed by the other party. Just as the strong black air was whistling and about to swallow him, he suddenly waved his wings and passed by the sword with flexibly like a hummingbird.
Immediately afterwards, the long sword held high in Akareon's hand exploded instantly.
"boom!!!"
The black fog dissipated.
Under the impact of the silver flames, the fallen angel finally could no longer hold on.
Her delicate body, covered with charred marks, fell from a high altitude and fell heavily to the ground.
Until this time, Akareon did not put away his long sword, but flapped his wings and slowly landed on the ground.
His majestic face still had that unshakable expression.
“…”
Seeing Akareon's appearance, Rhelamier opened her eyes.
Her body has gradually begun to become nothingness at this moment, and even her face has begun to twist and change. The divine power has completely severely damaged her soul, and for a fallen angel, this is already a sign of death.
"...I really didn't expect that after so many years, I will be able to see your swordsmanship again...Akareon..."
Looking at Akareon, who spread his wings and flew to him, Rhelamier smiled a little.
"I really miss the days before... At that time, I always envied you. Your swordsmanship is as sharp and dazzling as your people, and it is extremely pure. But... after all, that's over... We were led by Zarel, and I know... that's not her responsibility, but... I... am the only one who is..."
Speaking of this, she trembled and reached out her hand.
"Do you know? Akareon? If I had chosen to stay with you at that time, then maybe everything would have been different, but, I chose to leave. Because I think Zarel's approach is correct, but..."
As she said that, she looked at her hand and at the throne angel standing in front of her.
"…this is the ending, I have given up my faith, my path..."
The sound of the fallen angel became less and less. Finally, she closed her eyes, and soon her body turned into a burst of smoke and dust.
Akareon looked at the scene in front of him quietly, then closed his eyes and sighed softly.
I don't know how long it took, but he raised his sacred golden sword high.
With his movements, the black smoke that was broken up from the fallen angels circled upwards as if they had wisdom, and then wrapped around the silver-white sword. Soon, the sacred flames burned from the sword again, swallowing the dark smoke.
Akareon lowered his head sadly and closed his eyes.
"Rest in peace, my friend..." he whispered.
"This fallen angel was deliberately seeking death." Mycella saw the whole story, and she sighed and said slowly, "Maybe in her opinion, dying at the hands of her most beloved is also a relief."
Brian didn't know how to answer the conversation, and looked at everything in front of him. As the initiator, he felt mixed feelings in his heart.
This does not mean that he regrets doing this. After all, if he doesn't do this, they will die.
He just felt that his actions were really a bit like killing people.
This feeling is like... I have pulled a degenerate woman wandering in a romantic place to bring her beloved man deep in her heart and let them meet...
From what just happened, we can see what the final result will be.
"In the first level of Aphras in Barto Hell, there is a sword of Zarel." The throne angel Akareon set his eyes on Brian. "The secret of Zarel's sword is kept by a Hell Knight named Haruman."
"The favored man of the mountain of heaven." He spread his white wings and landed near Brian, leaning on the golden broad sword, and kneeled on one knee.
"I can feel your kindness in connecting to the mountain of Heaven, and I can also feel the recognition of the will of the plane for you. I also thank you for awakening a blood descendant who came to the material plane. Here, as a private identity, I beg you to help me find the sword of Zarel and complete her redemption."
Brian was really surprised by being begged by a master of a high-level legend.
"Please get up quickly, Your Excellency Akareon."
He quickly helped the throne god up and said respectfully, "I firmly believe that those who fall from grace will recover again. What a commendable story it would be if Zariel could restore her heavenly nature with my help. I swear in the name of Arcane that I will do my best to complete Zariel's redemption."
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! The reason why he responded so simply to this task is just one of them out of his apology to Akareon.
Another more important reason is that Zariel's redemption is also his future plan.
Of course, even so, he did not agree directly, but conservatively said to do his best.
After all, he has participated in the expansion pack of "Zarel's Redemption" that opened the bottomless abyss and the gates of Barto's hell in the game world.
This made him very clear about how difficult it was to redeem a fallen angel, so he naturally did not dare to boast about it easily.
Zarel, Duke of Hell, is a powerful angel from the mountain of heaven of order and kindness.
Before she fell, she went to Aphonus to monitor and record the bloody battles under the order of the lord of her plane.
Like other creatures from the Heavenly Mountain, she respects order and hates chaos.
But what is more special is that as an angel, Zarel has a special enthusiasm for war, which may be an important reason why she will take on the dangerous task of surveillance and bloody war.
She loyally performed the mission and accusations of surveillance and bloody battles in Affonas and tracking its progress.
Little did they know that in this process, the seeds of depravity had been quietly planted.
Because of her temperament and love for war, she became obsessed with "bloody battle".
The desire for war continued to grow inside her until it was too strong to suppress it.
She and other angels were forced to continue watching while the demons were fighting against the demons, and their desire for war made Zarrel lose the ability to think objectively and rationally.
At this time, she believed that if the lords of the Heavenly Mountain could attack Aphonus at this time, and erase these two groups of monsters from the multiverse while the demons and the devils were fighting each other.
So Zariel repeatedly asked the lords of the Heavenly Mountain to join the war.
And all she got was rejection again and again.
In the end, Zarel led his few subordinates into the abyss to fight bloody battles, all of which died in the wave of bloody battles.
But the Lord of Nine Prisons collected their souls and transformed Zariel into Lord of Aphrodisius, the chief commander of the bloody battle of the abyss, and the other angels following them turned into Desire Demons.
Obviously, the killed fallen angel Rilamire fell at this time.
"Thank you for your kindness, Lord Brian, the eternal friend of the mountain of heaven." The throne god Akareon stood up and bowed deeply to him, wrapped in the light of the milky white magic circle and disappeared.
Chapter completed!