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Chapter 1178 The Soldier Without Fighting

The archangels finally understood why a small person deserved the attention of the God of Light and issued an oracle.

This is indeed a small person, but this small person has elements that can change the nature of heaven.

Get him, analyze his secrets, the angel will evolve in nature, and the foundation of heaven will become stronger.

In terms of Heaven's current size, 1%, no, even 001% evolution is a leap forward, let alone essential evolution.

It is very likely that a new species will be born, and a new level, or even a new race, will appear above the current two-winged angels, four-winged angels, seraphs, and archangels.

No archangel is foolish enough to kill the new force, the only thing they can do is to perform positively and try to integrate into the new hierarchy.

The body of the seraphim is indeed noble and powerful, but it is not something that cannot be discarded.

For example, the creature in the world below.

Everything is for a higher level of evolution, a more perfect life essence.

"Healer, protect his life, don't let him die unexpectedly."

A seraph nodded heavily.

If the god of death is the existence that all things fear, then she is the existence that countless gods of death fear.

No life can wither in front of her.

"Hidden Angel, you will cast spells yourself to bless your descendants with magical spells; Sky Angel, send your descendants to hunt in the lower realm."

Hearing this, the archangels immediately chose the most outstanding and outstanding heir from behind themselves.

The other offspring have no chance to hunt.

The chosen heirs were all excited, regardless of success or failure, at least they were eligible to participate in the hunt.

And this hunting is an oracle issued by the God of Light, even if he fails to get the prey in the end, he can still show his face in front of the God of Light.

What if the God of Light thinks he is handsome?
Swish!
Nearly a hundred figures appeared in the world of the sheep-headed god at the same time.

Their bodies froze for a moment, apparently the will of the world was checking.

The magic of the hidden angel took effect, and the will of the world failed to detect any abnormalities. The invisible coercion was like a tide, coming fiercely and going quickly.

Like an insect in amber, it froze for a moment and regained its vitality, stretched its body stiffly, and then became more agile and vigorous.

Without greeting, let alone discussing, nearly a hundred descendants of the gods swooped down at the same time, and they all showed their magical powers while swooping down.

Their goal is clear - to compete.

Capture that creature alive and offer it to the God of Light.

In order to achieve this goal, all means will be used at all costs.

The moment they are selected, they know what they are doing and what they are about to face.

The wind of death is always with me.

But if it succeeds, it will be bestowed by the God of Light.

boom!
The descendants of the speed angels rushed the fastest, like a ray of dawn piercing the sky, piercing through the three angels in an instant.

They are the low-level angels who besieged Perfect One before.

"This...how can..."

Reinforcements came, but they killed themselves first.

The descendants of other archangels are similar, and they don't pay attention to low-level angels at all when flying or casting divine spells.

The only feeling is - getting in the way.

Rampage, you die when you rub it, and you die when you touch it.

At the same time, the leader of the field battle outside the world has already retreated trembling.

His movements are light.

Be careful.

However, he is surrounded by archangels.

Someone may be able to make small moves under their noses, but it definitely does not include the lowest level of angels.

click!
The killing angel pinched his neck with one hand.

"You kindly let you watch the battle, but you don't cherish it. Hey, what a pity."

The team leader grabbed Angel Killer's wrist with both hands, kicked his legs desperately, shook his head, and kept shaking his eyes from side to side.

He wanted to beg, but he couldn't utter a single word, not even a vague um-uh-uh-uh.

He didn't know the style and means of killing angels, but how could someone who could be called "killing" be a good person.

There was no expected twisting of the neck, and no crushing of the head.

What greeted him was Killer Angel's big mouth with stubble, which had the brilliance of flaming red lips, but not the sexiness of flaming red lips.

The lips were printed on his mouth, and immediately, a wave of inexplicable things surged and emerged from the body, and flowed to the mouth with a strange force.

The last thought in the leading angel's mind was - I'm going to enter his body.

The nightmare is far from over.

After entering the body of Killing Angel, what greeted him were brutal and inhuman ways of death.

He was copied into 1 individuals, and "he" had only one enemy in front of him.

kill!

dead!
kill!

dead……

Soon, he died ten thousand times.

At the beginning, he was still fighting more and more courageously, thinking that he had no chance, but as the number of deaths increased, he gradually became numb.

Dang bang.

His fighting spirit and weapon fell together.

"No fun!"

The Killing Angel spat in disgust, and then threw out the rag bag-like corpse in his hand.

From his breath, it was only a few seconds, but it was a lifetime for those who were kissed by him.

A shadow that I can't get out of for a lifetime, a nightmare that I can't get rid of in a lifetime.

Subduing the enemy without fighting, Killing Angel did it.

At the same time, the descendants of the gods below started a fierce competition.

It's like a ball game with hundreds of people.

It's a pity that Perfect One is not a ball, he can run, jump, and hit people.

The divine descendant of the speed angel grabbed it with his hand, and the holy light bloomed in his palm, like a prison covering the perfect number one.

The ticket is in hand!

As for how to get rid of the competitors, the descendants of the speed angels have no worries.

and many more!

The palm did catch the target, but it didn't catch it as he wished.

The opponent is like a boulder, a mountain-like boulder.

Even if it is really a mountain, the descendant of Speed ​​Angel is confident to pull it up. After all, he was born as a god, with extraordinary talent, coupled with long years of cultivation, not to mention blowing up a world and a city with one punch It is still possible.

However, the prey in his palm didn't move at all, even if he kept increasing his strength, there was still no sign of shaking.

wait, that's...

The descendant of the Speed ​​Angel narrowed his eyes.

He saw an invisible, colorless and colorless halo around his prey, which he could only see because he was so close.

The halo slowly rotated along a peculiar trajectory, not disturbed by foreign objects, let alone invaded by external forces.

One's own strength is absorbed and blocked by this halo, no matter how much power one uses, it will feedback as much resistance.

hateful!

I don't believe it...

It's a pity that with a loud bang, the speed angel deity exploded out of thin air.

He forgot that this is not a tug-of-war, this is not a battlefield for two people, and there are more than 90 competitors behind him.

outside the world.

Speed ​​Angel's face darkened, and his eyes were full of anger.

Not only was he angry at his own descendants for being embarrassing, but he was also angry at the cruelty of other descendants of the gods, and he was also angry with the more angels who stood by and watched.

Seemingly aware of Speed ​​Angel's anger, Yu Angel spread his hands.

"I am protecting the prey wholeheartedly... not to mention, my descendants are also chasing the hunt."

(End of this chapter)