Extraordinary Sailing

Creak...

When an angel unscrupulously reveals the form of mythology and radiates his power to his heart's content. This piece of land in a desolate mountainous area with few creatures suddenly heard countless rustling small sounds.

For those low-level creatures in the radiation range, even if they don't have the ability to actively observe, they can't escape the tragic fate of "out of control" at all.

The flowers and trees that were supposed to be thriving in spring quickly decayed and turned into mud. Countless worms screamed and broke out of their eggs during the winter, but no matter what species they were originally, only one species eventually hatched-"Spiral cone flies".

In fact, this carnivorous horror creature is the foundation of the family [Crawlers], and it is also the lower-level servant race of the "God of Rotting Flies".

Although in a dangerous situation, Aiwen couldn't help but be grateful that the final battlefield was chosen in this deserted place.

If an evil **** descends in the city, even if it does nothing, it is enough to quickly turn it into a hell.

Om——!

Numerous small vibrations suddenly merged into a sound, and a large swarm of magic flies close to the size of an adult's fist rose into the air, turning into dark clouds that obscured the sky. The two sides guarded the light and shadow of the "great" existence in the middle and projected onto the world.

Immediately, the irritating buzzing sound gradually evolved into a weird chorus of chants:

"The Great Lord,'Angel of Disease','God of Rotting Flies','Ruler of the Bottomless Marsh' Baalishib...

Make me your son of terror, sow your hatred in love, sow your doubt in trust...

Make me your child of fear, sow your despair in hope, sow your darkness in the light..."

quickly.

When the desolate plateau and mountainous areas decayed into a stinking quagmire; when the dark green shadows that soaked the sky gradually obscured the moonlight.

In the singing of countless servants, the "God of Rotting Flies" body, which has been transformed into an angel, has completely descended here!

squeak!

However, at this time, Aiwen did not dare to see, listen, or capture any extra information that belonged to that horrible existence.

Except for a glimpse just now, I saw the iconic aperture and membrane wings.

He could only rely on the inexplicable sixth sense of high-level transcendents, vaguely feeling that it was a bloated and fat behemoth, and then there was a sense of terror and oppression like a mountain like a sea.

In Aiwen’s mysticism, there is not much deep knowledge about gods.

However, with the help of the "Great Library of Turin" to search in time, it is also known that the "God of Rotting Flies" with a very old age has two mythological forms: the giant fly and the double-headed fly maggot, which respectively represent his different aspects and powers.

One is the [lord of the fly] who spreads diseases, and the other is [gluttony maggots] who are full of endless eating.

There was almost no time for Irving to react.

The demigod who had just descended didn't even look at the body, and suddenly spewed a black and green cone-shaped breath at him. This is a random strike belonging to a demigod, and a lore sentence that surpasses the entire mortal level of this world!

Jingle Bell...

Alvin, who was closing his eyes tightly, suddenly had a warning bell in his heart.

"Shoot?"

Even if you can't see what kind of attack the opponent is launching.

However, the acupuncture-like sense of crisis made Ivan not hesitate to drain the large gold mine and swallow about 60 tons of gold. The actual value of the [Libra Balance Sword] has exceeded 9 million golden lions. Get out.

"Even if it's a god... I have to call my great sword!"

call--

Immediately, the wind in the night sky stopped flowing, and the clouds solidified in the sky. Without seeing the beginning and the end, the glorious sword light that has no place to go has filled the entire night sky.

Carrying the intense resentment that Ivan had burned nearly ten million golden lions, he easily pierced the opponent's cone-shaped breath with the same level of divine power.

However, the "God of Rotting Flies" who reacted in time when he was present, opened the two-headed maggot's horrible mouthparts like a sawtooth tunnel at one end, and activated the [Gluttony] power to bite it severely.

Squeak! Squeak! Squeak! ...

The hideous mouthparts seem to be connected to another dimension. No matter how much the brilliant sword light trembles, it will continue to bite under the sharp teeth, and it will leak into the stomach pouch connected to the different dimension.

Of course, in this powerful sword, the "God of Rotting Flies" was not completely unscathed, and deep wounds were gradually torn from the edge of the mouth by the sword light, and the ticking of golden and green blood spilled from the air. On the ground.

Booming...

The ground seemed to have been bombarded continuously, exploding huge clouds of dust in bursts of roar.

At the same time, the large circle around was born because of the "mythical form", and the "Spiral Cone Flies" who were desperately singing hymns for him were wiped out.

It wasn't until this time that it turned into the "God of Rotting Flies" in the form of [gluttonous maggots], and it seemed that it was the first time to look directly at this humble ant that killed his core family members.

On the other end of his head that didn't bite Jianguang, a pair of bean-sized eyes shrank slightly, and the mouthparts squirmed slowly and uttered a word: "Saint?"

But Aiwen didn't care about his thoughts at all. With the touch of a swordsman master, he realized that his sword against the demigod was doomed to fail, and he had fully recognized the reality.

At least he is very knowledgeable about his abilities.

Whoosh!

Under the cover of the divine sword's lingering light, the "Black Iron Cross Emblem" that belonged to the holy female on the back of the left hand quickly emerged. Lifting it high above his head, a pure white holy light rushed into the sky, and in the blink of an eye it submerged into the dark sky.

"I admit it, boss, help! Ah! Ah!..."

The voice was life-saving, the sound shook the sky, stunned, yelled level, yelled height.

And staring at the figure that retreated quickly but was obviously not ready to leave the battlefield completely, the "God of Rot Flies" hesitated for a while, but chose... to continue to shoot.

After turning into an angel from a demigod, giving up his earthly sanctuary, and losing most of his autonomy, what he bought was one of the strongest and most reliable thighs in the world-the shelter of a true god!

In the past, he might not even dare to move the ordinary priests of the Church of the Seven Gods.

But now is different from the past. [The stinky creeper of ** dare to invade the body of a bishop of the "Black Iron Cross Church". Of course, the "God of Rotting Flies" dare to attack a saint.

What's more, this time I'm working for the cause of the true god, so I can pull the flag.

"Oh, become my snack, ah!"

After completely swallowing the sword light worth tens of millions of dollars, he suddenly opened his mouth again, and the wind was violent in an instant.

Oh oh...

There seemed to be a black hole in his mouth, air, gravel, mud... and even the flowing clouds on the horizon began to fall rapidly towards this place.

When Ai Wenhua used the invisible and intangible form of the [Meteorological Elf] and tried to avoid the horrible suction of the huge mouth, he was shocked to find that even the moonlight that was re-exposed under the sword just now could not escape.

Already ready to launch [King Car Translocation] first move forward.

He has stayed here to attract firepower and prevent this evil **** from angering the nation. But when it is hard to protect himself, he will not be pedantic enough to take his own life meaninglessly.

however.

clang! clang! clang! ...

A bell suddenly rang in the void, and with this mine as the center, the radius of hundreds of kilometers was re-turned into daylight.

Suddenly, the "God of Rotting Flies" raised his head to the extreme, but a violent roar broke the sky.

"Who are you going to eat?!"

A bright golden figure, like a bright sun falling from the sky, lifted a huge black cross high above his head, and slammed it on the open-mouthed head of the "God of Rotting Flies" from top to bottom. .

Duang——

Shot him down from the sky.

Boom!

A mountain ridge collapsed in the tremor of the violent impact.

"Oh! Holy Angel Bellenus, I am not afraid of you at all now!"

With a roar, the "God of Rotting Flies" splashed with golden and green blood flew up the broken mountain, transforming into a humanoid form with hands and feet, and rushed into the sky.

Bang! Stabbed! ...

Immediately, in the fierce battle between the two fifth-order angels, the high wind roared, and the clouds were completely torn apart. The thunder-like roar was heard thousands of miles away, and the little cross-shaped light spots continued to burst, turning into stars shining on the horizon.

Only Irvine, who had escaped, looked up at the chaotic night sky and shouted, "Holy Angel 666!!!"

This is the advantage of having a backer.

The battle between the two angels did not last long, and it was completely meaningless for them who could return to the kingdom of the Lord God at any time.

Two minutes later, the doomsday scene of natural disasters in the sky gradually calmed down.

The two angels who reappeared coldly faced each other.

On one side is the "Holy Angel" Bellenus who has completely entered the combat form, and he holds the dual authority of [War] and [Sun], surrounded by a halo of light above his head.

The stalwart and masculine body like an ancient hero was covered with a gleaming armor that seemed to be condensed from sunlight, and it was covered with a simple white cloth robe.

On his shoulders is a huge "black cross" that is more than one person high. It is made of black metal and is densely covered with patterns of tulips, sprays and thorns. The four corners are inlaid with a brilliant ruby ​​cut into the shape of a crown.

As the number one thug under the "Goddess of Kingship and Navigation", he enjoys many titles such as "The Flag Bearer of the Goddess", "The Bell Ringer", "The Highest Angel", and "The Crown of the Sun".

On the other side, the "God of Rotting Flies" is a thin male with a sickly pale face and dark green scale armor. Behind him are two pairs of transparent wings like flies, carrying a strangely shaped handle in his hands. Spear.

Perhaps it is more appropriate to call him the "Angel of Disease" at this time.

The first sentence did not accuse the other party of daring to attack his own saint, Bellenus frowned:

"Baalishib, you have already invested in the ‘Black Wing God’? Why? What made you, who have been alone for thousands of years, made this decision?"

Obviously, this "old acquaintance"'s transformation from a demigod to an angel made him even more concerned and had a more profound impact.

"Of course it is because the great'Black Wing God' generously gave us the opportunity.

It's not just me~www.ltnovel.com~ There will be more and more gods joining us in the future. Maybe when ‘that day’ arrives, Bellenus, you will be begging for mercy in front of me. Oh ha ha ha..."

"Just do it for yourself!"

After that, the "illness angel" did not mention the subject of family members and saints, and disappeared into the material world in the blink of an eye.

Watching the back of the other person leaving, Bellenus couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

The "God of Black Wings" has become the "God of Capital and Wealth" on the bright side, but it shows that a group of ancient gods and evil gods are being connected together.

Although the proliferation of capital may indeed cause opposition in the feudal kingdom, is it to convene so many evil gods to **** the capital? What benefits can these guys get from it?

call out!

Electric shot from a high altitude to the ground, staring at Aiwen who was ready to say thank you, and solemnly said:

"Your Majesty Galliot, something is wrong, the goddess may need you and the Alliance to do their best to push the ‘trend’ of the great voyage."