The ultimate villain [Western Fantasy]

"Lucifer, you are still so despicable and shameless." Michael's stern gaze was directed at Lucifer, an ally in one moment, and an immediate betrayal in the next.

"Because I've never cared about this kind of thing, even you are just an ant in my heart." The wings behind Lucifer suddenly spread, staying at a place higher than Michael's position, condescending looking down at him.

"Since it's an ant, what agreement do we need to abide by?" He carelessly touched the mole at the corner of his eye, the corner of his lips still had the smile from before, but it was accompanied by that undisguised, cold expression, who regarded the world as his own. Wuwu's eyes showed a kind of extreme arrogance.

He looked at Michael with such an extremely arrogant attitude and said every word: "Don't you remember the reason why I fell?"

After all, without waiting for Michael to answer, he announced indifferently and cruelly: "It's arrogance..."

The armored angels below showed a pained expression similar to sadness.That battle of depravity directly took away one-third of the angels in heaven, and as the "right hand of God", Lord Lucifer, the morning star, could no longer illuminate heaven, and his brilliance could only spread in hell ever since.

Looking at the pain of these angels, Lucifer looked into the unknown void with hazy eyes.

He still remembers that day's sentencing crushed all his pride into mud, and then an inevitable battle made the clouds in the sky gradually stained with blood...

Then, he dropped something very important there, regretting it every time he thought about it, but he never had a chance to regret it.

It's really... so embarrassing...

"It's time to go back, Mr. Lucifer, the papers on your desk have piled up like a mountain." Mamen abruptly interrupted Lucifer's distraction. Falling is falling. The place flickers, which is the source of his downfall - greed.

The most terrifying greed deep in his heart is to monopolize the brilliance of this morning star, making every twinkle of him belong to him alone... even if the possibility of this is close to zero, but he... can't control it.

"Mammon, at such an exciting moment, how can you still think about those useless and boring reports? You are really boring..." Lucifer helplessly raised his forehead, but the corner of his mouth raised a smile in the dark. arc.

Mammon was stiff all over, so he was actually boring in his heart?He couldn't help but want to roar to the sky, but in order to maintain his perfect image, he held back, but the force of pushing the glasses was a little too strong, and the focus point was a little off.

With a formulaic smile, he said in a calm voice that did not cause any waves: "As your Minister of Finance, if I am not boring, the people of hell will eat stones."

The fact is exactly the same. Lucifer may be a qualified and powerful leader, but it is a pity that he does not have the function of making money part-time. The entire economy of hell is almost developed by Mammon. After all, The reason for his depravity is greed, greed for all the treasures in this world, naturally including the hard currency of money.

"Then let's do it." Lucifer touched his nose, suddenly felt an inexplicable guilty conscience, and decided to change the subject.

"Lucifer, do you dare to blatantly ignore God's order?" Michael was making the final threat. If he could, he didn't want to confront Lucifer at such a bad time. Sealed, the Killing Angel is still powerful.

"No matter what, I hope you leave as soon as possible." Sheila said directly, not caring about the tense atmosphere between Michael and Lucifer.

Lucifer was noncommittal, and a golden long sword appeared in his empty hand. It was a "judgment" on the same level as Michael's "judgment". He pointed forward lightly, and calmly announced: "Let's go to war."

The fallen angels headed by Mammon replied in a deep voice: "I will obey the order of Lord Lucifer."

And so the melee began.Sheila turned the power of killing into the long sword she used in the last fight with Tang Yuan, pre-emptively stabbed Michael with lightning speed, and there was no other fluctuation in her eyes, even though she had known each other since birth and spent countless times. Time, but for a heterogeneous like him, all this is meaningless at all. "

Michael was frightened, and quickly raised his sword to block, but he didn't expect him to actually dare to make a move.

However, this is not the purpose of Sheila's shot. The two sides fought, and the overflowing energy swept across the surrounding battlefield. Because the power level gap was too large, many angels vomited blood and fainted when they received this huge impact, let alone Sheila They also consciously amplified the output of energy, and even caused some angels to die in the first round of confrontation.

"You... do you know that the angels who were affected by your power and died even include the one who took care of you in the breeding pool?" Michael saw the tragic situation of the angels, and instantly understood.However, he still looked at it in disbelief, and one of the dead angels was even an assistant in the breeding pool. He had been taking care of the angel eggs that Sheila transformed into. This time, he came out to help them find the egg faster. Sheila.

"Does it matter whether it is or not?" Sheila was expressionless, and her indifference chilled Michael's heart.

"You..." Michael never expected that Sheila would be so indifferent. He always thought that it was God's will that he could ruthlessly kill those angels, otherwise he would never have talked so much with Sheila.

Sheila looked at everything in front of her indifferently, her icy blue pupils were empty and could not reflect any figure.

The blood dyed the earth bright red. This kind of scenery, whether it is the past or the future, will never change.

Sheila suddenly disappeared into the air, and when he appeared in the next second, his sword was being drawn from the chest of an angel. The angel's eyes widened in horror, and then slowly fell to the ground. He proved his strength with practical actions don't care.

The blood splashed on the sword fell on Xila's jade-like white cheeks, only making those ice blue pupils even colder. His profile was flawless, and every line was sharp and perfect. , at this moment he turned sideways to Michael, then turned around and said lightly:

"I'm different from you. From the beginning, I was just a Xeon weapon."

"My so-called duty is to punish and kill."

"From the very beginning, you have looked at me with fear in your eyes."

"And I don't have much emotion to give..."

"Now those countless feelings are now monopolized by a demon, what room can I share with you?"

In front of angels and gods, he is just a fierce soldier. He has always been equal to the enemy and himself, hurting the enemy as well as himself.

Seeing this, Michael stopped talking. The golden light converged on the "judgment" sword, and he uttered two words coldly: "Attack."

After the golden light and the silver light collided several times, it was obvious that the golden light was superior. Michael still took advantage of the weapon. "Judgment" was a top-ranked artifact, but Sheila's weapon was just a simple weapon. energy body.

However, at this moment, Sheila covered her ribs and killed the angel lurking behind him with a backhand sword.Blood began to flow outwards.

A sharp light flashed in Sheila's eyes, and there were other angels beside him. If this continues, his situation will not be very good, but now he is sealed, and the weapon cannot be summoned at all... So he decided to kill the other angels first, and finally concentrate on dealing with it Michael.

He increased the output of killing power, boosted his speed to the highest point, avoided Michael's attack like a machine, and frantically harvested the lives of other angels.

But after all, some attacks cannot be avoided, and many small wounds were added to his body. Although there were no fatal injuries, his speed was greatly reduced, and the injuries he suffered became more and more serious.

"Ah——" At this moment, a mournful cry suddenly came from the black mist abyss. It was shrill and painful, and it seemed to contain countless despair and sorrow.

Sheila's pupils shrank suddenly. This was Tang Yuan's voice. What happened to him inside?

Of course Michael would not give up this opportunity, and pierced Sheila's right abdomen with a sword.

Sheila spat out a mouthful of blood, then backed away quickly, not giving him a chance to do more damage.Instead of dealing with his own wounds, he rushed towards the Black Mist Abyss.

However, things would never go so smoothly, Michael saw his intentions and stood in his way.The speed of the handover of the weapons was almost doubled. This crazy attack frequency undoubtedly brought a lot of trouble to Michael, and he also started to get injured, but he always stood firmly in front of Sheila, preventing him from taking a step closer.

Sheila was about to go crazy, and the blood from his wound flowed wantonly, but he didn't care at all. The ice blue pupils were even lighter, but burning with anger that was rare in his life.

"what--"

There was a mournful cry that seemed to be venting, with a faint cry, in which pain and sadness were tightly intertwined.

Sheila gradually stopped attacking, and stood silently on the spot, looking at the black fog abyss not far away. It was so close, but he would never reach it.

His heart was cold, and then the ice was cut open, and the pain was so sharp that it almost pierced the heart.

"Tang Yuan..." He whispered the name softly.

It's obviously a demon who is so quiet that he can't make a sound even when he weeps...

Obviously such a heartless, playful devil...

He is obviously a demon who can smile brightly at him every day...

How could it be possible to cry like this? !

How could he cry like this?

So why isn't he by his side, together?

Why didn't she gently lick his tears dry and comfort him?

Why didn't you tell him: I will always be with you?

It is obvious that he likes him.

It is also him who clearly said that he loves.

"It's really...too much."

Obviously, he could treat creatures other than Tang Yuan indifferently, but at this moment he felt an emotion called disgust.

Why do you want to stop me?

What I want is obviously so little, why can't you give it to me?

In this case……

Then, just kill them all...

Sheila raised her head slightly, her long silver hair stained with blood fluttered wantonly, and her ice-blue pupils looked at the sky out of focus, as hollow as inorganic blue crystals.

Then crystal tears suddenly flowed out of the crystal, all the way to wet his silver hair.

The corners of his lips suddenly curled into an extremely bewitching arc, and he gently repeated the words in his heart.

"Then, just kill them all."

The author has something to say: I have been busy filling in the volunteers for the past few days, and the update is a bit unstable, but I will make it up two or three times a day after filling it out.

The following is the small theater time -

On the Causes of Mammon's Fall (No Responsibility Parody)

Lucifer (blush): Mammon, let's be together

Mammon (blushing): ...OK

Michael (the face of the queen mother, pulling out the "judgment"): What are you doing? !

Lucifer: QAQ, I'm leaving first, come to hell to find me if I have something to do

Mammon (unbearable): ...I'm going to dye the wings black, you wait for me

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