The Fairy in Fast Time

When Wen Han, Elena and the others returned to the base camp of the Demon Army, the Demon Race and the God Race had already started fighting.

The horn of war resounded heroically through the heavens, and the collision of magic light and holy light made a huge explosion.

The blood was spreading, and the corpses of angels and demons were everywhere. The soldiers screamed and rushed towards the enemy one after another, swiping the last knife.

At this moment, in front of the ancient and sacred temple, the blood splashed onto the white statue inscribed death, and the battle song sung by the angel completely tore up the oath symbolizing peace.

The pitch-black and white feathers fell silently with blood.

The killing seemed to never stop.

Wen Han floated in the air not far from the battlefield with lowered eyelids, his thin lips were tightly pursed, his face was pale, and the smell of blood lingered on the tip of his nose, making him a little sick.

[System: What's wrong with you? 】

Wen Han flapped his wings tremblingly, and asked with difficulty: Did you... not buff me...

[System: Aha, I forgot. 】

[System: I just said that I seem to have forgotten something. 】

Wen Han: You... Da... Grandpa...

[System: Trigger Nuannuan skills [face does not change color], [calm and calm]. 】

Wen Han's complexion finally recovered, and the excitement of the bloody battlefield became no excitement.

Wen Han, who was in mid-air, said that he was very calm now, as if his heart was as still as water after watching the grievance hundreds of times.

Wen Han: Wait, there are these two skills in Nuan Nuan?

[System: Oh, it's just a derivative of the skills inside, don't care about these details. 】

Wen Han: I don't read much, so don't fool me.

【system::)】

"Essie."

Elena flew to his side with a sweet and charming voice.

Hearing this, Wen Han glanced at him lightly, without saying a word, secretly said: This female devil is really fickle, half an hour ago she respectfully called me Your Excellency Aixi.

"En." Wen Han responded lightly.

"My king has brought her twelve demon envoys into the temple of the gods." Elena's green eyes were charming, looking very attractive.

However, Wen Han was unmoved, after all, he really has no interest in holographic greasy senior sister.

...Well, it may be the sequelae of playing too many online games in Korea.

[System: Young man, your idea is very dangerous. 】

Wen Han: If you don’t listen, don’t listen, you bastard chant scriptures.

"Let's go over there to witness the moment when our king pulled the main god down from the altar." Elena's lips curled up, and she smiled wildly. Immediately, she took the lead and flew in the direction of the temple of the gods.

——No, I said big sister, I think your face will hurt a lot later.

Looking at the back of the female demon, Wen Han sighed and flapped his wings. He flew over the bloody and cruel battlefield, using the lost footwork that was taught by his university physical education teacher, which combines tango, aerobics and waltz, to evade various attacks. Frightened and drifted to the temple of the gods.

Wen Han finally breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at the huge dome carved in relief, swept his long sleeves, and stepped in with a calm expression.

"You're still here, Alice."

The ethereal and noble voice resounded through the temple, but the main god was sitting on the throne with an indifferent expression, his long silver-white hair spread out, making his face look paler.

"Yes, I'm here for the 5000-year promise."

The petite demon king sat in mid-air, his pink eyes looking down at the main god on the throne, "You said in 5000 years, when we can break into the temple of the gods, we will take your life."

"You said that there won't be any resistance at the moment, can you still count?"

Hearing this, the man sitting high on the throne rolled his eyelids, and his voice was flat: "Of course it counts, it's just..."

In the next second, several thick white beams of light shot up from the ground rapidly, gathering all the demons in the temple, including Wen Han who was watching the excitement in the corner.

It is really a 360-degree white cage with no dead ends.

At this time, Wen Han took a sharp step to the left, and then hugged the tips of his wings corroded by white light and blew.

Wen Han: ...It's really a husky day, Miss System, can you reduce the pain for me!

[System: Let Husky go, it's still a child. 】

【System: Oh, I've already reduced your pain by 70.00%. 】

Wen Han was shocked, it hurts so much to reduce by 70.00%, then...

Immediately, he saw a demon envoy writhing on the ground, twitching in pain.

The black-haired and red-eyed devil's face is frosty: the hot chicken system ruined my youth and lost my conscience.

"What do you mean by that?" the Demon King asked unmoved.

"It's none of my business." The main god's face became paler, and Wen Han realized that the main god's white robe seemed to be shriveled.

What the fuck?

"You shouldn't... come..." The main god's voice finally broke, and then the main god's face slowly melted, yes, it melted.

Melting to the end, only the white robe was draped on the gorgeous throne like a rag.

Wen Han looked at all this with complicated eyes, feeling... the development of this plot is so fascinating.

But the character who appeared immediately broke Wen Han's [fascination]. He saw Lorsa flapping three pairs of huge white wings, landed barefoot in front of the throne, raised his hand carelessly, and the white robe instantly turned into Powder, dissipated without a trace.

Long blond hair draped softly over his shoulders, and Lorsa stood casually on the high platform, his icy blue pupils reflected the Demon King in mid-air, and in his arms was a handful that seemed to be covered in blood. Delicate red roses.

And at this moment, white light spots suddenly overflowed from the temple, and Lorsa was like a huge magnet, attracting all the thousands of light spots to him, and then being swallowed by him one by one.

Those light spots are all the power that overflowed after the death of the main god.

The seat of the Supreme God in the Protoss has always been occupied by the capable.

Whoever can kill the main god will be the new supreme god.

The life of the previous Lord God was sacrificed, and the bloody war was used to forge the crown of the next Lord God.

This is the change of kingship of the Protoss.

That is indifferent and cruel.

"It's true that he didn't violate your oath, but he couldn't wait for you to fulfill it." Lorsa smiled slightly at the Demon King.

So the demon king's originally empty eyes finally showed fluctuations, and he whispered: "A newborn king?"

As soon as the words fell, the Demon King raised his hand violently and tore apart the imprisoned white beam of light, attacking Norsa with overwhelming killing intent.

The Envoy and the other demons immediately showed surprise expressions, but they didn't last long before their faces turned pale again.

"Well!"

The Demon King let out a muffled grunt and was shackled violently in the air, as if being strangled by an invisible hand.

"My king!" The demons roared, but they were so suppressed by the white beam of light that they couldn't stand up.

Lorsa's open palm slowly closed, and the devil's expression became more and more painful.

The handsome seraphim smiled affectionately, raised his other hand, gathered the holy sword, and then gently pushed the sword forward, aiming at the heart of the devil.

"stop!"

Wen Han roared, flapped his wings and flew towards the Demon King without hesitation.