In This Life, I Only Push Joan of Arc

"I'm curious about your wings?"

The man shook his head,

"Not everyone can descend like an archangel like Michael, and we can only act on devout believers."

"That's ironic."

"I don't think you'll be able to laugh after a while, Lon."

He shook his head sadly,

"Let's count your sins one by one, obstructing Joan's path, killing three archangels and an angel, possessing absolute evil and blasphemy."

He spoke one by one, and Luo An listened with so much interest.

Now that he is surrounded, it is not so easy for him to escape.

"Is that so? That's really a sin."

Lon pretended to be uncomfortable and shook his head.

The man explained without fear,

"Indeed, our angels do not have the ability to interfere with the world, and can only attach themselves to people as they are now. And it needs the approval of very pious people, but Luo An, you are too complacent. This world limits us It doesn't mean that we really can't use it at all."

Saying so, the next moment, a dozen of them raised their right hands together,

"Coming to the enchantment - the realm of the gods!"

Luo An's expression changed slightly.

A golden light covered the surroundings, and the sky was dyed golden.

boom!

The whole world suddenly changed, and all the surrounding scenery was rippling.

When Luo An's vision became clear again, he was deep in a pure white space.

At this moment, his pupils narrowed.

Around him, hundreds of angels surrounded him, all of them unanimously set their eyes on Lon.

At the same time, a mighty voice spread throughout the space,

"Accept the crusade of the gods, absolutely hate Lon!"

46. ​​You shouldn't say this

Hundreds of angels were entrenched in the sky like this. Their golden pupils looked at Luo An in unison, and everyone had a dull expression on their faces.

However, just like this, Luo An's face was extremely gloomy.

The coercion around him now made his whole body tremble and cry.

Although this is not the realm of gods, it is a simulated realm of gods created by their group of birdmen to allow them to descend.

Luo An's fist clenched tightly, making a sound.

A bloodthirsty smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I was still wondering how to find you birdmen, but now it looks like I don't need to find you myself."

"Just take advantage of the time now to play tricks."

Facing everyone's eyes, Luo Ang slowly stretched out his right hand, spread his palm, and said to all the angels here,

"If you have the ability, you will slaughter me today, otherwise, I will pull out the skin of your angels layer by layer and use your blood to pave the way!"

"Break the rules, and death is your final destination."

"Who defines the rules?"

"Since ancient times, the good and the evil have been divided. Since you have joined the evil side, you should have been prepared for today's crusade."

"Crap,"

Saying so, Luo Ang took a step, and the dark red blood spread along the soles of his feet 360 degrees around, wanting to surround this place, he covered up his trembling with an arrogant smile,

"If you want to kill me, don't say I didn't give you a chance."

After hearing this sentence, the angels did not answer, but all unanimously took out their weapons and aimed them all at Loon.

Luo An's eyes swept around, and his feet then exerted force and disappeared directly in place.

In the next second, where he had been staying, hundreds of light thorns penetrated, directly piercing the blood path he had just laid on the ground.

Although these people are not archangels, their strength is not like Michael's level, but hundreds of them are already desperate.

However, just after Luo An escaped from here, several angels flew over behind him and planned to give him a direct blow to the chest.

Luo An stretched out his left hand, followed by the strength of the opponent's attack, and then his body flipped in the air.

However, in the next second, his right hand was directly cut off by several other people.

After landing on the ground, the attack did not stop, Luo An's pupils narrowed, and several attacks soon fell behind him.

His right hand hadn't grown yet, and those attacks just stabbed him in the face.