How come it's the end

"Don't be in a daze." The girl reminded coldly.

Shengguang chased after her, and Dong Lingling moved while manipulating the wind direction to help Fang Xiang, who was physically weak, to avoid it.

Fang Xiang blew the whistle one after another, but the power of the sound wave attack became weaker as it got farther away, and the golden feathers constantly falling from the wings of the remaining five golden angels offset the sound waves.They were very patient and hid far away, constantly consuming their physical strength with holy light.

Dong Lingling's strength is weaker, and the consumption of continuous support is far better than that of Fang Xiang. Although her face has not changed, beads of sweat have begun to roll down her forehead.

"Damn it, I should have planted more big trees in the first place. This shrub is so useful that half of the people can't hide it!" Fang Xiang cursed.

He said to Dong Lingling: "Remove other supports, and only maintain the shading barrier!"

The girl pursed her lips in concern, but without any hesitation in her hands, she faithfully carried out the man's order.

"Tsk, I can't cure you yet," Fang Xiang muttered, reaching into his coat and taking out the gun pinned to his waist.

The appearance of the gun looks like a short sniper, with the same metallic light as the whistle, and there is a small bracket above the rear seat, which just fits the whistle into it, leaving only the mouthpiece outside.

Taking a deep breath and blowing out a long silent whistle, Fang Xiang raised his gun to aim at the nearest golden angel and pulled the trigger.

The angel flapped its wings, and the golden feathers fluttered like snow. Suddenly, a twisted rift was torn open in the golden light of the sky. The angel let out a heavy cry of pain, and a fist-sized piece was sunken in his chest. His muscles twisted and swelled instantly, and his bones shattered, and his flesh and blood flew all over the place. .After everything stopped, the depression in his chest had turned into a transparent hole with gurgling blood.

The wounded angel tilted his body and fell downwards.A female angel hurriedly caught him and sang a solemn song.During the singing, white light rushed to the angel's wound, and the hideous wound began to heal slowly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Fang Xiang was dumbfounded: "Six hits two with healing, I'm an idiot!"

It took time to prepare for the use of the sonic short shot. The last two golden light angels had come up to harass them. They temporarily withdrew the holy light, and dots of light floated on the pages in their hands, hitting the two of them like meteors.

The shading barrier was useless, and before Fang Xiang could speak, Dong Lingling manipulated the strong wind to blow the blades of grass towards the angel, stepped on the wind mass, turned her head and ran away.

Fang Xiang charged the sound spy while running wildly, and shouted after finishing it: "Cover!"

Dong Lingling gathered the wind to block Fang Xiang's body. The condensed gust of wind blinded people's eyes. The angel's pursuit stopped. Seeing that the two were exposed under the sky, she immediately seized the opportunity to recall the holy light.

A few seconds before the holy light descended, Fang Xiang pulled the trigger and shouted, "Fengzi, let's go!"

In order to save her abilities, Dong Lingling turned and rushed towards Fang Xiang, put her arms across the man's waist, carried him on his shoulders, and stepped on the wind mass to quickly move away from the range of the white light.

Fang Xiang was pressed against his stomach by his companion's shoulder bones, and almost vomited out, and with difficulty, he gave Yinpi another shot.

Getting down from the girl's shoulder, he raised his gun and struck again. Then he rubbed his stomach with a pale face, and complained to Dong Lingling: "Xiao Fengzi, can you be gentle next time you do this, brother has been dealing with the enemy for so long Unscathed, turned back and folded in your hands, does this make sense?"

The two golden angels were suspended in mid-air, and Fang Xiang's two shots were aimed at someone who was not a person. Since he couldn't guarantee a fatal blow, he chose to attack the weird wordless book in the hands of the angels.

"They retreated." Dong Lingling said.

After two people lost the scriptures one after another, the missionaries of the holy order stopped fighting and turned around and left with the wounded.

Fang Xiang sat slumped on the ground, holding the gun in one arm, panting heavily in sweat, "It's time to go, I'm so exhausted! No, no, no, no energy. My exercise for a year is already here. , Xiao Fengzi, come here and give me a hand."

Dong Lingling stretched out her hand, and Fang Xiang held her arm. The moment she got up and staggered, Dong Lingling swung Fang Xiang over her shoulder and threw it into the air. Whistle, blow with all your strength.

The sudden burst of silent waves slightly distorted the surrounding space, cracks suddenly appeared in the empty midair, and the false scenery peeled off piece by piece.

Dong Lingling's pupils shrank suddenly: "Fang Xiang!"

The wind instantly blew away the fragments of the scenery, but it was too late, coming from the opposite direction of the shattered camouflage, the golden light shot in from the back of Fang Xiang's head and penetrated his throat.

The thin silver chain reflected a ray of light in the sun, like a bird shot by an arrow, Fang Xiang fell vertically from a high altitude.

This golden shadow floated in the sky after removing the camouflage, and the shadow and the surrounding scenery turned around like a mirror, and the entity of the angel shrouded in golden light appeared in the exact opposite position.

Fang Xiang died.

The circling wind came back to her fingertips from a high altitude, and Dong Lingling immediately understood that Fang Xiang was hopeless, and her abilities were not suitable for confronting the enemy head-on, and she was by no means a match for the enemy in front of her.

The person hiding behind the camouflage also appeared in front of people openly at this moment. He was wearing an off-white robe with gold thread embroidered on the neckline and hem, and two pairs of wide golden wings spread out behind him. His short and soft brown hair reminded people of summer morning light The wood color of the middle pine forest, the eyes are as clear and gentle as the lake water in the two forests.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, no one would believe that such a young man who was so refreshing had just killed someone.

Crazy, Dong Lingling thought.

Anyone with blood on their hands who can still smile without any haze like this is a lunatic!

With a flick of the fingertips, the flowing wind picked up the thin silver chain stained with blood and sent it to the master.

Wrapping the silver chain around her wrist, without any hesitation, and without even looking at Fang Xiang again, Dong Lingling turned her head and ran towards the main building of the association.

"..."

Glancing at the girl's running back, the young man showed regret and pity, shook his head lightly, folded his wings and golden light, and landed in front of Fang Xiang's body.

He held the scriptures and recited softly, when the holy light descended, Fang Xiang's body shriveled, blackened, weathered and shattered in the light, and finally turned into a handful of dust together with his clothes.

A bronze semicircular object rolled down from the dust, and the silver light wrapped it and sent it to the young man.

On the second floor of the main building of the association, the door of the office was knocked open by a gust of wind, and the sound of the wind resounded through the house. The uncontrolled wind swept everything in the room into chaos, papers flew all over the sky, and sundries fell to the ground.

The citizens hiding in the corner hugged each other and let out short screams. Dong Lingling broke into the house, without restraining her violent abilities, she walked up to the civilians and said, "Get up, I'll see you off."

Three men and two women looked at each other, one of the short-haired girls looked at her carefully, then looked behind her, and asked in a low voice, "Dong, Miss Dong, where is Brother Fang?"

"He's dead." Dong Lingling replied.

She said to the five people: "The enemy is outside. I will take you out through the back door. If someone catches up, I will try my best to protect you all and evacuate safely. Don't worry about where you are going. The singing of the wind told me that there are other people in the city. The stronghold that houses the survivors, my remaining powers should be enough to get there."

"Sister Dong..." the short-haired girl called weakly.

Dong Lingling remained expressionless, and sped up her speech: "The enemy will arrive at any time, and no one knows whether they will harm innocent civilians. If you don't want to die, just follow me immediately."

Survivors, look at me, I look at you, another girl looked at Dong Lingling, her eyes fell on her wrist.

The girl shivered, grabbed the short-haired girl's arm and stood up, walked towards Dong Lingling, and stretched out her hand to the silver chain on her wrist.

With a trembling cry, she said in a low voice: "Sister Dong, this is...Brother Fang's..."

Dong Lingling instinctively wanted to avoid the stranger's touch, but she suddenly remembered that the girl was rescued by Fang Xiang, so she paused, letting the girl grab her hand.

The girl's palm touched Dong Lingling's wrist, her body slowly leaned towards her, and suddenly she rushed over and grabbed her other hand, grasped Dong Lingling's hands together and folded them firmly behind her back. The girl suddenly burst out with ferocity like a beast, her round eyes let out a violent roar: "Do it------!!!"

"Ahhhh!" The short-haired girl who was closest screamed and rushed forward, opening her fists, revealing an angelic golden feather tightly clenched in her palm. to her.

The golden feather turned into a light blade and pierced Dong Lingling's body, and the blood instantly stained her clothes red.

The smell of blood awakened the animal nature of the people, and the remaining three people did not hesitate anymore, took out their feathers and threw them at the supernatural being who had rescued them.

Keeping her promise, the girl who turned back fell at the feet of the survivor she swore to protect. The swirling wind stopped her last breath, her long messy hair was wrapped around the silver chain on her wrist, slowly soaked in blood, and a page of letter paper was flying away. Falling down, covering her completely lifeless face.

"Success...?" The short-haired girl knelt down on the ground, looked at her hands, and murmured in a daze.

The other girl laughed out loud, tears welling up in her eyes as she suddenly relaxed from the extreme tension and fear.She raised her hand to wipe away her tears, and the tears mixed with the blood stained on the back of her hand, and wiped a long and narrow red mark on her face.

Her emotions are so high, like a party hostess and cheerful, and announced loudly: "We have succeeded! We have killed the demon of the Empire! Ah ... thanks the holy light, thank the Angel, thank the great light god, bring us the great light god, and bring us the great light god. Save us from hopelessness and give us the power to fight against evil!"

Raising her hands high, the girl looked up, and the blue sky greeted her eyes, shining bright hope.

The bright and warm light poured from the air, and shone into the room through the broken windows. The spirits of the five people were soothed by the holy light, and their expressions became peaceful and peaceful. The prairie, feeling the breeze caressing, the sun shining.

In the same room, Dong Lingling's not-yet-cold corpse turned into dust in the light, and the silver light wrapped half of the circular plate that also fell, and fell into the hands of the brown-haired young man standing at the door.

"You guys are doing well," he nodded and smiled at the five people under the holy light, "the evil 'bat demon' has been sanctioned by the omnipotent Supreme God. Compared with her companions, the 'wind demon' is not good at Fighting, but her character is more sensitive and cautious. If she just runs away, even I am not sure that I can punish her. Although you are all newcomers, you have made great achievements. I believe that God will know your piety, and the Holy Light will always protect you .”

"Your Excellency the Bishop!"

"Master Saya!"

The five smiled in surprise, surrounded the young man, and knelt down at his feet.

Bishop Saya, the highest person in charge of the holy scriptures in Mingzhu City, stroked the tops of the five people's heads one by one. People clasped their hands in front of their chests, temporarily forgetting all sorrow and pain in the praise of the light, because they felt the spiritual pain. True tranquility, and slowly shed tears of happiness.