Templar Sun King

Another six-winged demigod!

Mrs. Grace stared at this beautiful and holy Seraphim with a gloomy expression.

When she was in Yupler, she suspected that the **** Sun God believed in the church came from the New World, and once made the sun **** a target, trying to intensify the contradiction between the church, the Griffin Kingdom and the **** of truth, and forced the sun **** out, but it was a pity because The Intervention Plan of the Atruism has failed.

After coming to the New World just now to draw three thousand years of historical information from the river of fate, Mrs. Grace found that Merika only has the so-called Nine Pillars God, and there is no **** called the Sun God at all.

There is no trace of the sun **** in Yupler and the void outside the Yasha region, and there is still no sun **** in Merika, so where is he?

As a result, Adam's mystery in her heart reached its peak. In addition, she was unable to make any predictions about Adam and think of the God of Truth. Mrs. Grace couldn't help but kill her, killing Adam before he fully grew up.

Her mind is changeable, and she will kill if she wants to, but Adam is not weak at all, she even summoned a six-winged demigod in front of a true **** and a demigod, and it was a brand new one!

For Mrs. Grace, who likes to control everything in her hands and often uses prophecy faction spells to peep into the future, how can such a thing be tolerated? The unforeseen unknown of Adam was a variable of fate and future for Mrs. Grace, which made her extremely curious and fearful.

What is his origin?

Who is the sun god?

Even the truth back then had never brought her such a degree of psychological impact—the nihility of fate is an explanation anyway. Anyway, it's an enemy but not a friend, so let's kill this six-winged demigod together!

While Mrs. Grace was thinking, the angel of the gospel, Raphael, who had just arrived, fluttered slightly with six wings, exuding holy light like water, radiating out wave after wave.

In just an instant, the Ark Holy Light that had cracked under Fit's attack was all repaired. Then, he raised the cross scepter in his hand, pointed at the light that Fitt had pressed down, and a beam of bright holy light rushed out.

Everyone present has seen this milky white holy light. Whether it is Teresa, Adam or another six-winged demigod of the day, they are very good at controlling this pure light energy, but no one's holy light has ever been in the light. In essence, it is comparable to the holy light emitted by this female six-winged demigod.

This light is so pure, bright, and beautiful, exuding the softest and most beautiful halo in the world, absolutely bright! In their eyes, all other things in the world disappeared at this moment, leaving only a milky white light.

The unique power of the gospel angels, the most holy glory!

The most holy glory was emitted, and with a puff, the hazy divine light was immediately purified into the tiniest particles and dissipated into the air.

"Huh?" Dutney was a little surprised when she saw this scene.

Fei Te was the first among the three sisters to become gods, and she had already condensed the priesthood of prophecy, the rank of true god. Whether it is strength or rank, they are far above this six-winged demigod.

Even though the three of them were not good at fighting head-on due to their clerical duties, it was beyond her expectation that a true God's divine light was so easily destroyed.

Fei Te was also a little surprised, but before she could move, Raphael's wings flapped again, and a splendid holy light burst into the void in all directions with her at the center.

At the moment when the holy light swept through, holy and ethereal hymns rang out from all directions, singing praises to God, praising God, embracing the best, giving up fighting, and getting rid of suffering.

At first, these holy lights were only faintly visible in the ears, murmured, and soon they were loud and loud, as if they sounded in the heart, making people involuntarily immersed in the beautiful singing.

When Fite, who was just about to shoot, heard the chant, his movements stagnated slightly, the divine light from his fingertips dissipated, and for a while he couldn't have the idea of ​​continuing to fight.

How could there be such a strange attack method?

Fitt frowned and stared at Raphael with a beautiful and holy face.

Circles of holy light are like ripples of water radiating from the six-winged demigod in all directions. The holy and ethereal chants are transmitted from these holy lights, covering the surrounding area and bringing it into the sphere of influence.

Although she, the true god, broke free from the strange thought of not wanting to fight in an instant, when she wanted to continue to attack, under the influence of the gospel poetry, there was a trace of unbearableness in her heart, as if she was continuing under such a beautiful and beautiful chant. Fighting is really a bad thing.

Of course, in just a short while, she suppressed this absurd thought again.

Then something weird happened.

Whenever she had any thoughts related to attacking or fighting, that absurd thought would be born again. Fighting, ending the quarrel, two diametrically opposed thoughts magnified into an irreconcilable contradiction in the bottom of her heart.

Only when she concentrates all her energy can she completely block the sometimes soothing and sometimes high-pitched chants without being affected.

Even Fett, the true god, was caught off guard and could not continue to fight under the influence of Raphael's gospel poetry, not to mention the mages of Dutney, Grace and Dimensional Tallinn.

Now, there is still a trace of thoughts related to killing Adam in Mrs. Grace's heart, which has long been filled with ethereal chants, pure and beautiful. A trail of black smoke emerged from her body and curled into the air. It was the hostility and murderous intent that had been eliminated by the gospel poetry.

As for the less powerful mages, under the influence of the aftermath of the gospel poems, why did they become so loyal to the battle before they even began to repent, and those who were weak in mind were swallowed up by regrets, kneeling on the ground and weeping bitterly, with tears streaming down their faces.

"Enough!" Fett shouted, pulling Mrs. Grace out of her weird state with Dietney.

Fett quickly made a decision to stop entanglement with Adam. The ability of the Gospel Angel is disgusting. Continuing entanglement is just a waste of time.

She is sure to break through the six-winged demigod's strange ability and kill her, but they don't have much time in Merika, only one day, it is not worth wasting time and energy on Adam and the six-winged demigod, the gain is not worth the loss .

For Grace, Dutney, and Fit, who have waited for two epochs, the purpose of coming to Merika is very clear, that is, to hunt down a local god, use his **** bones to help Grace ignite the fire, and ascend to the throne. .

What's more, in Fette's view, Adam, who has a mysterious origin, has already faced the God of Truth because of the magical priesthood, and with a little guidance in the future, it may not be able to really intensify the contradiction between the two. No matter what the outcome is, whether the God of Truth wins, Church Adam survives, or both lose, they just need to take advantage of the fisherman.

In just a split second, the three sisters had communicated through consciousness and made a decision.

Fett's body swayed, turning into a hazy light that rolled up Mrs. Grace and disappeared into the sky, leaving only Dutney looking at Adam with a smile.

Dutney had already ended the battle with Garen long ago—in fact, she had been on the defensive just now—and now she has no thoughts of attacking or fighting, so the chant fell into her ears, except that it was beautiful and pleasant, and had no other influence.

The voice of the gospel angel Raphael sounded in Adam's heart: "My lord, the one who just left is a true **** who holds the priesthood of prophecy, and the one who stays here is a demigod in the field of prophecy."

"The legendary prophet of Romano?" Adam finally found a suitable person in his mind, but he was not sure.

Dutney took a step forward: "It's been a long time ago."

Although it has been less than a year since she ignited the divine fire, she couldn't wait to abandon this title.

Now, she is the **** of prophecy!

"It doesn't matter." Adam looked at the graceful Dutney and ordered the gospel angel, "Kill her!"

Adam had only three chances to summon the angel's real body to come. Because of the sudden arrival of Mrs. Grace's three sisters, he had to summon the angel to come again to protect himself.

When summoning Uther, the angel of dawn, join forces with the space lord to kill the will of the **** of war, and get 60% of the career progress. This time, you can't come back without success. Anyway, kill a demigod again, otherwise an opportunity will be wasted .

"Adam, can you allow me to say another word?" Dutney looked at Adam as if she was watching a vexatious child. She didn't care at all about the possible attack, and her voice was very gentle.

But Adam knew that the other person was not looking at him, but looking at another person through him.

"You can try."

The Gospel angel raised the cross scepter, and at the top of the scepter was once again the purest light of the most holy glory.

"You're not the first person to enter Merika."

"I know." The Gospel Angel aimed the cross scepter at Dutney. "The Archmage Colin of the Sith Empire, the strongest under the stars, is the supreme mage of Tallinn in the Merika dimension."

"What you know is still a long way from the truth. For example, he didn't die at all."

"What?" The elders of Dimensional Tallinn looked at each other in dismay~www.readwn.com~ According to the records of Tallinn's classics, the Supreme Mage did fail to ignite the divine fire and was burned to ashes by the divine fire, how could he not die.

If the **** in front of him hadn't lied, it would undoubtedly be even more absurd. Dimensional Tallinn, the holy place of orthodox space mages in Merika, actually needs an outsider to correct the misinformation that they have passed down for thousands of years.

"Master Colin didn't die?"

"Of course, it's not easy to want him to die." Dutney covered her mouth and smiled, "Whether it's the strongest under the stars or the Supreme Mage, it's Colin's insignificant identity."

Insignificant?

The elders of Dimensional Tallinn have already learned from Adam about Archmage Colin's deeds in Yupler. If such an identity is still insignificant, how amazing is Colin's true identity!

A possibility flashed in the minds of the legendary elders, and they were immediately frightened by their own thoughts.

No, is it really the same as what they think?

Adam also frowned, and there is only one who can have a higher identity than the Archmage and the Supreme Mage.

That is God!

"who is it?"

Like her sister, Dutney's body turned into a hazy light and disappeared in an instant, leaving two words in place.

"The patron of the Percy Empire!"

"Say hello to Arlos for me." (To be continued.)