Infinite Doomsday Start Draws Luodu Mechanic

"In that case, I think you should have seen a little bit of my previous battle with Mephisto, right?"

"That's why you're so polite to me, right?"

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"After all, we are enemies of the Demon God of Hatred, and we can even fight with him."

"Let us go out and continue to fight against the Burning Hell. It would be great if you, the Supreme Heaven, win. Is this your plan?"

"But I guess you didn't see how we beat Belial half to death."

"Otherwise, your attitude towards me should be better."

While Ruger was speaking, he was also staring closely at Michael in the sky as usual.

He has now transferred from the African Fox armored reconnaissance vehicle to a modified Leopard 2a6.

In addition to installing a new engine, increasing the caliber of the main gun and adding a missile launcher, this vehicle is also equipped with various command and reconnaissance subsystems.

So at this time, Luger was standing outside the commander's cabin wearing Tiegaman armor, and he could still use the high-power speaker to spray fire with Michael in the sky.

You can also see the guy clearly through the optical observation mirror in front of you.

Therefore, he could clearly see the changes in the wings of light that were getting more and more messy behind Michael while he was speaking.

Obviously, this glorious angel was not at all stimulated by Luger's words.

Far less calm than the motionless body under his full set of golden plate armor showed.

Ruger was deliberately irritating him, forcing him to become angrier and even aggressive toward Ruger.

This is obvious.

To be honest, this is indeed related to the angel's name Michael, but more importantly, it was his previous words that aroused Luger's anger.

The guy pretended to have a holy face, talking about order and glory shining on this land.

But this planet is experiencing the end of the world and genocide.

A birdman who thinks that he represents justice, truth and holy light, on the one hand, talks about how he represents the best things in the world, and on the other hand, he allows or even creates executioners to massacre and cleanse humans.

Michael's appearance was exactly the same as that of the monotheistic religions of the original world that Ruger was familiar with, as well as the countries and races that inherited the monotheistic religion's behavior patterns.

That self-righteousness, that arrogance, that cruelty to other races, that sanctimonious appearance of a beast in clothing.

same.

If Luger had not yet made up his mind on how to deal with his relationship with these supreme angels, then when Michael felt good about himself and gave Luger an ultimatum, the mechanic had already made up his mind.

He must teach these birdies a lesson!

"Human, what do you want to say?" Michael asked impatiently.

"Ha, I thought the next sentence you said must be a declaration of war against me. I didn't expect you to be so patient?" Luger smiled:

"Okay, I'll just say it."

"It's okay for me to leave. I'll take this planet with me."

"From now on, let's not interfere with the river."

"When you meet Mephisto, Belial and the like, we can do some dirty tricks together."

"If not..."

"Otherwise?" The three pairs of golden light wings behind Michael had almost turned into fire.

"Otherwise, let's have a fight and let you see why Mephisto would choose to run away in front of me!"

"presumptuous!"

Being robbed in front of Luger in such a domineering manner, Seraph Archangel Michael could not hold back.

He raised the flaming broad sword in his hand, and with three pairs of flaming light wings violently flapping, it turned into a flaming meteor and rushed towards Luger.

In an instant, the whole person was like a meteorite falling from the sky, with overwhelming power.

There is quite a strong and intense feeling that even though tens of thousands of people have gone there, I am still there.

Well, if you look at it from the perspective of angels.

Therefore, the other birdmen in the Seraph Legion also raised their swords, flapped their six light wings, followed Michael, and rushed towards the Luger Ground Legion.

Meteorites fell from the sky and turned into a meteor shower.

Seeing that the Seraph Legion finally took action, Luger didn't feel worried or hesitant at all. Instead, he raised the corners of his mouth and smiled evilly.

"You bird people, no matter which world you are in, you have the same virtues."

"Since you took the initiative to attack me, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"There's so much nonsense! Die!" The distance of several kilometers can be covered in just a few breaths under the full sprint of the Seraph of Radiance.

In one sentence, he was already halfway forward, with the tip of his sword pointed at Luger, vowing to kill him.

Seeing this, Luger did not rush back to the turret, looked up at the sky, and said inexplicably, "The weather is really good today, but there is a missing cloud."

"It's better to have dark clouds."

"What is it?" Michael was very confused, and then he suddenly realized, "Oh, did you suddenly lose your mind and go crazy? Well, the journey back to hell will not be so painful."

Before he finished speaking, as he was rushing forward, he suddenly felt that the top of his head became extremely dark, as if there was a dark cloud covering his head.

What's going on?

Michael was slightly frightened and was about to look up to check, but it was already too late.

At that moment, a huge red dragon suddenly rushed down from the clouds. The whole dragon rushed straight towards Michael like a hypersonic missile.

A huge claw covered with tight dragon scales and joint barbs gripped the waist of the radiant angel like an iron vice.

His six wings of light, which were like orange-red flames, were extinguished by the dragon's claws with a pop.

What, how is that possible?

Those light wings are more than just decorations! They, they are blazing flames!

That red dragon was completely unharmed?

Michael exclaimed in his heart, but immediately realized that his surprise was misplaced.

Because, after the giant pincer-like dragon claws firmly grasped him, they had no intention of stopping, and actually continued to squeeze hard, even crushing...

No, it's impossible! ! ~~

Michael no longer had the slightest bit of arrogance he had before. He reluctantly summoned the last bit of strength he could control, opened his mouth, and weakly uttered, "Help, save me~~~"

However.

Paji~

His entire body, even though he was protected by thick gold plate armor, was still crushed by the red dragon's giant claws like a bug.

Even a few strands of thick, unknown thick liquid erupted.

Under Imperius, the head of the Twelve Seraph Archangels, the Radiant Archangel Michael...

Death.

"What's going on?"

"Michael, Lord Michael, is actually dead?"

There is a special telepathy between angels, especially between angels in the same legion.

If any angel's spirit body is injured or damaged, the angels in the group will be able to notice it.

The feeling of death and disappearance is even stronger, and it is almost impossible to misjudge it.

Realizing the disappearance of Michael's spirit body, the remaining Seraph Legion that was still charging immediately exploded.

They all looked at the huge red dragon that was gradually slowing down and seemed to be preparing to turn around and attack them.

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