Arad's crooked savior

Under the command of Remidios, the God of Life and Light, there are seven most powerful archangels. Their divine light is as dazzling as the sun. Even among the Transcendents, they are the top beings.

Ozma covered her left eye, deep black-red blood flowing down her fingers, and a painful and low sound came from her throat.

There was actually a trace of Michelle's legacy hidden within the Holy Eye, or it should have been carefully sleeping, but was awakened by Yuena's archangel aura, and suddenly exploded at the critical moment, killing him. .

"Michelle... I was careless." Ozma's left eye socket was already empty. As an old rival, he was very familiar with Michelle's Holy Eye ability, which could see everything at a glance and there was nowhere to hide.

When he merged with his other self, he became greedy for the Holy Eye's ability and achieved a trinity. Unexpectedly, it eventually led to disaster.

The sudden shattering of the Holy Eye also awakened some of Ozma's most painful memories... After Emperor Farmeria imprisoned him for treason, he cruelly gouged out his eyes, without a window to see everything. His magical power was greatly reduced as a result.

"I will inflict this deep pain on every human being!"

If Ozma's previous behavior was biased toward evil, he followed the memories of the past, all the way from Airoreno to Vetalon, feeling like he was remembering his identity as a hero.

Now he was really suddenly demonized. His soul was filled with anger, and new and old hatreds were catalyzed together and rushed into his mind.

Ozma's shattered black wings quickly recovered, and the empty eye sockets re-condensed into a bright red eye, with cold breath and unlimited killing intent.

Yuena had no time to grieve that Michelle's consciousness had truly dissipated. The cross shining with divine light stood in the air, constructing a barrier of divine light to withstand the torrent of destruction thrown by Ozma with his hand.

His target is not himself, Siatt or anyone else, but the residents of Vetalun in the distance who are struggling to break through the pretender's encirclement line.

An apostle's attack can easily hide a city. Once it falls into position, the consequences will be disastrous.

Ozma doesn't care about the life and death of human beings. He is very deliberate now. The evil aura is filling the sky and is about to turn into black rain. However, they have to worry a lot. It is inevitable that their hands are tied and the situation is in a stalemate.

"We can only deal with him as soon as possible!" Mo Mei thought and transformed into a form. The blue and clear spirit became the divine dragon that means the sky, and the thick earthy yellow became the real dragon that means the earth. The two dragons competed, roared, and bit Ozma's demonic body. .

Restricted by the life influence of Ozma's apostle level, Xiaoyu's oracle ability was seriously interfered with, making it difficult to accurately lock it. Once he got away by chance, the consequences would be disastrous.

"Really go to hell! The continent of Arad doesn't need you."

Hundreds of chains from the underworld protruded from the hell, like snakes coming out of their holes, and locked onto the tall and burly Ozma with precision. The murderous intent spread around him, and the aura of the underworld made him very uncomfortable.

"Hades is coming!"

Usiel is a noble, cold and enchanting shadow, with a slender figure, a crown of thorns in her hair, four eyes that can see through people's hearts, and a cold light. This is one of the forms of Pluto.

"By the commandments of the supreme, Usiel, the goddess of death and darkness, I give as a gift to those who bring death...the true death!"

Mavis's long gray hair is flying, her cloak is hunting, and the death that is "born" all the time on the battlefield makes Usiel more powerful and seems to be angrier.

Ozma's right arm was broken by the huge shock, but he conveniently threw his blood at Vetalon, and Mavis had to give up the offensive and instead annihilate the filthy blood.

"The bright moon..."

There is a small, irregular crystal fragment in Feng Ying's hand. It is a fragment of time and space born in the Destruction Period. It has incredible power and can give existences at the peak of the Origin Level a chance to break through to the Beyonder.

There was no moon during the day, and the sky was occupied by all kinds of energy. The holy moon that she had integrated into her swordsmanship seemed to have lost contact with her at this moment.

Wearing a pure and elegant sword robe, Feng Ying holds a sword in the wind, floating like a sword fairy, as quiet as the moon and as slender as bamboo, raising her delicate and refined cheeks, and her slightly frowning willow eyebrows can't hide a hint of sadness.

The fragments of the Age of Destruction were in her hands, but it was difficult for her to find the moon that truly belonged to her. She was not confident at all, that is... she was in the double-double realm again.

grainfly

"But I have to give it a try anyway, soar to the top of the sky and fly to immortality with one sword."

One by one, the pure white flowers of sword energy flew out from Feng Ying's sword, fluttering like a heavy crystal snow. The petals formed on their own, forming many blooming branches in the air, flying in the air. The waterfalls, the tall and majestic snow-capped mountains, and the misty clouds are like the beauty of a fairyland, suddenly falling into the world.

Immediately, a bright moon slowly rose in the fairyland. Feng Ying held a sword and walked in the fairyland, admiring the flowers and looking at the moon. She was aloof and cold, with an ethereal artistic conception. She seemed to have left the human world and become a fairy.

She doesn’t have to pursue the bright moon in the sky, she is the “moon” herself!

"Tonight the pearly color will bloom with the full moon. I have bloomed and become a fairy with a single sword."

Feng Ying raised her hand and raised the Thousand Flower Sword. Billions of flowers of sword energy were flying, and the shadow of the fairyland became more and more solid. Then she flashed across, her figure was as graceful as an immortal, beautiful and cold, and she did not eat fireworks.

While others were watching, Feng Ying slashed out a ray of shocking white rainbow with a sword, and the whole world was divided into two. Ozma's upper body and lower body suddenly were not in the same space, but were actually staggered from each other.

The moon in the water, the flowers in the mirror, Feng Ying took a long breath, as if she realized something. Her will is the bright moon in the sky, and it is bright and flawless from now on, and cannot be invaded by malice.

Guyu created hell, she created fairyland.

"From now on, I am the moon!" The vague fog in Feng Ying's heart quickly receded. Nei Jin was her original creation that combined the strengths of hundreds of schools of thought. Currently, there are only two people in Nei Jin's lineage, namely her and her apprentice Yun Mi.

Therefore, her cultivation process was very obscure and hazy, like the road in a foggy sky. She could only see a short distance under her feet, but could not see what was in the distance at all.

This also led to the fact that although Feng Ying had the highest talent, every advancement was the most difficult, and she had to figure it out step by step.

Now Feng Ying's heart is as clear as water, and her future path will no longer be confused. She can see the moon through the clouds, as far as the eye can see.

"Perhaps, I can cut off the world, and eventually cut off the long river of time!" Her eyes were bright, and she clenched her fists excitedly, only to realize that the fragment of the era of destruction had disappeared at some point.

Feng Ying is in the preliminary state of transcendence. She still needs a certain amount of time to slowly settle down. She is still having endless aftertaste and is so obsessed that she can't extricate herself.

"careful!"

Xiaoxiao, who had been dozing until Michelle's legacy was transmitted, woke up. Holding a mace and an angel shield, he stood in front of the dazed Yuena. A torrent of black energy surged in, triggering a burst of void. big Bang.

Ozma was not completely cut off from the waist, and there was a big gash in his abdomen. However, with the powerful life force of the apostle, unless his head and heart were completely crushed, it would not be so easy for him to die.

"Xiao Hina!"

Feng Ying was panicked for a moment when she saw the shock wave of the big explosion. Xiao Hina had been submerged in the torrent of energy, her divine light was completely invisible, and there was no sound at all.

"I'm fine, the wings of light spread out."

Xiaoxiao held on to the angel's holy shield and rushed out of the explosion range. The bright wings of divine light behind her showed signs of solidification. In the future, they will become real angel wings, and they will be unprecedented special eight-winged angels.

Archangel Metatron.

"You hurt me."

When the mace was swung, it made a low and whimpering sound. Xiaoxiao was really angry, and she was so angry that she hit Ozma's stern face with a solid blow.

Bang~

One of the teeth flew out, the bridge of the nose was knocked down, a mixture of red, black, and white. The God of Disobedience, the mace, could not withstand the terrifying force of the impact, cracks appeared, and then shattered.