Diablo Destruction

"Here...is heaven?"

Perhaps because of the private visit of Avalor, no one came to stop or greet him. The group walked alone for more than half an hour and finally met the first angel town.

I pointed to the white-walled red-tile arched windows in front of me, rows of neatly arranged Western European buildings, revealing incredible sights.

If it is not true to see angels coming and going in the town, I am afraid that I have come to the Hengdian of the Dark World version.

"Do you have any misunderstandings about heaven?" Avalor, who was silent all the way, uttered.

"Maybe a little bit." I extended my finger, a little more than a little bit.

"But, where the angels live, shouldn't they be the magnificent, sacred, grand and majestic walls, with many fairy-tale white buildings, bell towers, churches, and fortresses bathed in holy light?"

"Yes." Aiwaer obviously did not follow the routine, and I exaggerated as much as possible, but was affirmed.

"Is there really?"

"Of course, but are you sure you are going to the main city now? When you get there, you have to say hello to the leader Tyrrell."

"Wait, wait, let me observe first." Avalor's playful gaze was a little confusing. My eyes turned and looked around. Emma, ​​isn't it good? What happened to Hengdian? Where is Hengdian worse than the five A-level attractions?

This shaking angel M, looking at my guilty appearance, the small and delicate nose slightly raised at three angles, and the nose wings were slightly wrinkled, as if to say, you know you have a thief and no guts.

"That... An Jielier's sister-in-law, is this your...hometown?"

I wrote down this account again, and when you pay it back in the future, I ignored the provocation of Eva and turned my head to ask the Carlos family.

"Not yet, this is the border town."

"Border guard? You have borders here in heaven?"

"Of course there is a border, but not here, it is at the front door of the border with the world of hell." An Jielier smiled slightly and patiently explained to us the angels Xiaobai.

"It's called because of the gate of heaven, with the gate of heaven as the center. There is a small town from 1 to 12 o'clock, all for the purpose of guarding the gate of heaven and preventing intruders from entering."

"Someone can break through the gate of heaven? That's an artifact, just look at Aiwaer's invincible appearance just now, the defense ability should be quite strong, right?"

"It is logically impossible, at least like your current strength, there is no way to break through." Perhaps I am unhappy, Aiwaer interjected coldly.

"From ancient times to the present, it has only been broken into twice. It was still in the Silver Age and the Bronze Age. Now no one should be able to break through, but it should not be relaxed. Therefore, the establishment of the 12 border defense towns Not removed."

"I know! Are these 12 towns called Baiyang Town, Jinniu Town, Gemini Town, Lion Town, Virgin Town, Tianping Town or something."

I pushed the bridge of my nose, and my sharp eyes had already seen through everything. It was really a vulgar setting. No wonder God's guy would end up cleaning the toilet. It must be a bad brain.

"No, why do you think of these weird names? I really don't understand how your mind works. These twelve border towns are called Frontier One Town, Frontier Two Town, and Frontier Three Town according to the number. , Row down like this."

I gradually opened my mouth, and even forgot to remember this little book by Aiwaer, and a heavy sense of crisis rushed towards me, finally letting me understand the complex mood of Crystal when he saw the five-colored team appear.

The attributes are repeated, and someone is peeking at my nickname Emperor!

"Unexpectedly, the Angels are still pragmatists." I didn't show astonishment as I did. It seemed that I already knew such a setting. Linya teased her side with a chuckle and looked at the small town with interest. .

The most ridiculous thing is that we have found many fields around the town with white wings and holy and great angels. They are waving **** and sickle and working hard to do farm work.

The picture is so beautiful that I can't bear to look straight at it. Is it really good for you to destroy the image of angels in the world like this? Or……

Demon, do you dare to say that this is not a Hengdian? !

"You definitely have a strange misunderstanding about us." Looking at me as if I had suffered a huge deception, my eyes twitched slightly.

"Do you think our angels really don't eat fireworks on earth?"

"Isn't it?" I nodded, of course, you see, in the Holy See, which angel carols, there are mentions that angels eat grains and go to the toilet, and the excrement is just like us. of!

In those books, I can't wait to describe all the angels as pure and beautiful young men and women.

"Actually it really is."

"..."

Wasn’t it right at this time to refute me? Why did you suddenly admit that you are a fairy? Smelly shameless, spit out everything I ate and drank in my house!

"I mean, it used to be, at least that's what the book says. When the heavens are complete and have independent laws, our angels don't need to maintain through eating. The ubiquitous divine power is the best food."

After a pause, Angel M continued to give us science: "Did I just say that heaven is broken, heaven is attached to the dark continent, and it is gradually affected and assimilated by the laws of the dark continent, so that our angels must also supplement by eating? Certain energy, that is what you see in front of you."

"That means heaven will become more and more like the dark continent?"

"This is not necessarily the case. We were once a part of the complete world, and it is a relatively complete part, and we can maintain a part of independence."

"Huh, it's no wonder that in the dark continent will continue to lose power, it is estimated that the dark continent is like a worm.

I whispered, and then rushed to say this, if you go forward for a while to let those angels hear, the achievement of the tears in the iron window is estimated to pop up in an instant.

"If you can't say that, we also have to pay. Who do you think has been helping you to resist the army of hell?" Aiwaer's ears were naturally impossible to hear. When he heard the words, he immediately raised his eyebrows and argued.

"I don't deny it." I thought that even the princess Angel M, or even her grandfather and grandfather, might not know the background behind this war. I can only hum, and bear the burden of being forced to admit this a little.

"But why will the Hells not lose their power in the dark continent?"

"It's not because of you humans that you opened the door to **** by yourself. The stone of the world is the core of the dark continent. The **** family who came to the dark continent through the stone of the world is equivalent to walking through the main door brightly and naturally. Will be ostracized by the owner."

Uh... how do I understand these words? In fact, the gate of heaven is a pink and chrysanthemum? Angels like to walk through the back door?

"In other words, if you travel from the world of **** to the dark continent through the world stone, will you lose your power?"

"It stands to reason that this is true, but it is difficult. The Hells obviously know this, and it is impossible for us to easily borrow the road from their territory to the dark continent."

"What about now? From the dark continent to the Holy See, and then back to the dark continent from the Holy See, is it considered whitewashed?" I moved, turned into a little smart.

"Don't take the will of the world as a fool, and I can't agree with the word whitewash."

"Speaking of course, you are still unpopular."

...

I have learned a lot of new and interesting knowledge today, but the hatred with Aiwaer, I still keep it in my small book, including the one I forgot to remember because of surprise, and I added it afterwards.

The arrival of our outsiders also brought a wave to the almost closed world of paradise... er, Qingliu, at least I think, the border guards did not know that they were the residents of the few towns, and soon discovered our group of rare guests , But they were probably informed. Although they were curious, they didn’t ask. They looked at us with curious, kind eyes, and then continued to be busy. They met and greeted Aiwaer, but also Will suppress curiosity very well.

Warm and hospitable, but not obtrusive, and will not make the first-time visitors feel the pressure of sight.

To be honest, I still have a good impression of ordinary angels. In addition to rigid personality and excessive compliance with rules and disciplines, their qualities should not be too high. Kindness, justice, bravery, honesty, simplicity, praise of angels in the Holy Scriptures , Not as exaggerated as expected.

Even the five lords of heaven's leader are friendly and helpful, never giving people the feeling of being superior and unattainable.

But a rat **** broke a pot of soup, and then those who went up, claiming to be the chess player, obviously attached to the dark continent, but instructing the mountains and rivers, trying to manipulate the historical direction in the light of the understatement, determining the future of the dark world, but It is uncomfortable, although they do have the status and strength to play chess.

Walking on the streets of the town~www.ltnovel.com~ As I walked, I thought that the unexpected angel town in front of me gave me the greatest feeling of neatness and discipline.

The same house, with white walls, red tiles, red chimneys, European-style arched doors and windows, open at the same position and angle of the house, rows and rows are neatly arranged, just like a mold printed out, neat and refreshing.

Between the houses, there are well-shaped streets and the same neatly arranged greenery. The width of each street and the spacing between the two trees, I think, should be the same, just as neat as a chess board in Go.

Even rectangular tiles scattered on the ground are two and a half pieces.

There won’t be one or more than two steps, it’s not enough to make people have different colored grids, there will be no crooked twists, it will not let people walk straight and barrier-free passages, nor will they suddenly be crooked in a neat arrangement, as if Twisted stone bricks with the evil of the world.

Looking at it, the whole world seems to be square, neat, clean, and unbearable.

Here, it is simply the gospel of patients with cleanliness, a paradise for obsessive-compulsive disorder!